"Looking north, there is a Taoist temple called Qingfeng Mingyue Temple.
But in fact, in the past, these temples were divided into Qingfeng Temple and Mingyue Temple. Water and fire in Taoist temples are incompatible, and the battle is inseparable..."
The storyteller took a sip of tea and said.
Mingyue stretched out her hand and grasped the big steel knife on her back: "It is clearly Mingyue Qingfeng Temple..."
Qingfeng held her catkins and said with a smile: "Don't be upset, madam. Let your husband catch monsters."
The storyteller continued without raising his eyes: "The story we are going to talk about today is the story of Qingfeng Mingyue Temple."
The noble and cool Taoist priest [expression] The history of catching monsters (emotions) of the arrogant and beautiful Taoist nun
