The priest's cries had alerted the people in the two courtyards in front of us. Soon, many people came. When they saw Liu Xiaobei, they were all shocked. Then, when they saw the old man that had turned into an ice sculpture, they were even more shocked.
It was as if the priest's cries were contagious. Suddenly, the place was filled with cries. Liu Xiaobei noticed a strange situation. Not even half of the people in the temple were wearing Taoist robes. The others were all wearing clothes of the secular world.
They were all mixed together, making them look out of place.
One of the priests asked the priest that had brought us here, "Junior, what's going on? Why is our master frozen? "
"It's all because of that dragon," the priest pointed at Liu Xiaobei and said.
"I want to take revenge for our master!" The priest was hysterical and was about to attack.
Hearing what the grandson said, Liu Xiaobei also wanted to attack. He was about to slap the grandson away.
However, before the grandson could do anything, the priest that had brought us here stopped him and said, "It's useless. Our master didn't even last for a second."
The grandson stared blankly for a moment, then looked at the frozen old man in despair, and began to sob loudly.
"Can I say something?" At that moment, the beautiful CEO interrupted.
"What is it?" the priest that had brought us here asked the beautiful CEO.
"Actually, your master isn't dead," the beautiful CEO said.
"What did you say?" The priest was stunned.
"I'm saying that your master isn't dead," the beautiful CEO repeated.
Damn it, he was speechless. Liu Xiaobei had told the beautiful CEO that he wouldn't die if he was frozen, but why did he have to tell this to his grandson at this time? Liu Xiaobei felt that the beautiful CEO was too kind.
The old man had already wanted to kill Liu Xiaobei. Liu Xiaobei would never let him go. Although he was frozen and not really dead, Liu Xiaobei had hundreds of ways to kill him.
However, with the beautiful CEO's interference, she didn't want Liu Xiaobei to kill the old man.
"No, I still don't understand. My master is already like this, and you're saying that he's not dead?" he asked the beautiful CEO again.
"Yes, about ten hours later. When the ice melts, your master will come back to life," the beautiful CEO said.
He was even more speechless. The explanation was too clear. Liu Xiaobei was too lazy to blame the beautiful CEO on how to deal with this matter. He turned around and flipped over the wall of the Taoist temple and left the temple.
Then, he turned back into a human and took out a set of clothes from his spatial ring to wear. Liu Xiaobei didn't want to change in front of so many people. Otherwise, it would cause an even bigger shock.
After putting on the clothes, Liu Xiaobei ran two steps and used the momentum to jump over the wall of the temple. Liu Xiaobei didn't dare to leave for too long. Bullet's fighting power was useless in this place. Even his safety needed Liu Xiaobei's protection.
When Liu Xiaobei returned to the courtyard, the others were stunned when they saw Liu Xiaobei. After all, too many unimaginable things had happened. Liu Xiaobei's appearance couldn't cause any shock.
Now, everyone was no longer crying. They were all paying attention to the beautiful CEO.
Liu Xiaobei didn't know what the beautiful CEO said to them. Everyone was sitting cross-legged on the ground, guarding in front of the ice sculpture old man.
"I really regret bringing you guys here. I didn't expect you to be a dragon that can transform."
Seeing me return, the Daoist priest that brought us here came in front of me and said. He looked at Liu Xiaobei with vigilance.
"It's not my fault. That old man made a move first. You saw it. If it wasn't because of my special identity, I would have taken Liu Xiaobei's life."
Liu Xiaobei said with an unfriendly tone. In this aspect, Liu Xiaobei didn't feel that it was unfair.
"That's because you touched Master's favorite. These two ancient money trees are Master's favorite treasures," said the Daoist priest.
"By the way, are these two trees the legendary money trees?"
The Daoist priest's words aroused Liu Xiaobei's curiosity. He couldn't help but ask.
"They aren't money trees. They are ancient money trees. You made our master look like this. I should ignore you, "said the Daoist priest indignantly.
"You came to talk to me first. I didn't talk to you first. Okay!" Liu Xiaobei looked at him with disdain.
Fuck, you don't want to talk to Liu Xiaobei, but you still want to talk to Liu Xiaobei. Are you f * cking sick?
"I just want to confirm. Is it really like what the girl said? After the ice melts, my master will come back to life?" said the Daoist priest.
"Under normal circumstances, yes. As for whether or not something unexpected will happen, it depends on the fate of that old man," said Liu Xiaobei.
"You …"
"What about you? If you don't want to try again? "
The Daoist priest wanted to say something, but he was pushed back by Liu Xiaobei.
"You … You are too overbearing," said the Daoist priest. From his expression, it was obvious that what he said wasn't what he wanted to say.
"Overbearing? Why don't I think so? Liu Xiaobei thinks that I am much less overbearing than your old master. I'm not like him who kills without saying a word. If this is called overbearing, then what is his way of doing things? "Liu Xiaobei squinted his eyes and said.
"Master's status is high and mighty. He is used to doing things like this, so …"
"Habit!"
Before the Daoist priest could finish, Liu Xiaobei interrupted him and said with a sneer, "The so-called habit is because you guys spoiled him, right? If he is slapped twice a day, I don't believe he still has this habit. "
"But … But …"
The Daoist priest mumbled twice, but he felt that he was in the wrong. He didn't say anything else. Then, he said, "I'm not going to argue with you. It's best if master is fine. Otherwise, although we can't fight you, someone will take care of you!"
After saying this, he returned to the old man's side and sat down to guard the frozen old man.
The others also looked at Liu Xiaobei with resentment in their eyes, but no one dared to come up and argue with Liu Xiaobei.
This was how it was these days. Only the fist had the right to speak. As a weakling, he had no right to speak.
When Liu Xiaobei casually scanned the crowd, he accidentally saw the young man who was practicing swordsmanship when Liu Xiaobei and the others arrived. The young man gave Liu Xiaobei a sense of familiarity.
When Liu Xiaobei looked, he was also looking at Liu Xiaobei. However, when he met Liu Xiaobei's gaze, he quickly avoided it.
"You, don't hide. You, come here!" Liu Xiaobei waved at him and said.
The young man was stunned, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
The person who spoke was the old man who was practicing Tai Chi. When we arrived, he was with the young man. It seemed that their relationship wasn't shallow.
"I'm just asking a question. Don't be so nervous."
Liu Xiaobei took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and exhaled a mouthful of smoke before speaking.
Liu Xiaobei was enjoying the feeling of others being afraid of Liu Xiaobei.
The old man didn't speak, but looked at the young man and nodded at him.
"Ask … Ask what? Ask!" The young man said nervously.
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