Chapter 821

"Brother, you are joking, what is the identity of the Buddha, is it something I can usually see? But Xiaosheng believes that the Buddha is in Xiaosheng's heart, right above our heads, and he watches our every move with great compassion. !" The storyteller's expression was extremely pious, "But this world is full of demons. I saw it once last year..."

"It was a tiger spirit, similar in appearance to a human, but with two large fangs and the word "king" on its forehead, covered with tiger skin, and sharp claws on its hands..."

"At that time, there was no official government in Jinzhou City, so we had to scrape together a little bit of incense and money to go to Yungu Temple outside the city to invite an eminent monk. It took several days for the eminent monk to finally capture the tiger spirit. Kill him!" The storyteller looked a little excited, "You don't know, that tiger is so refined that it is three points bigger than a buffalo!"

After speaking, he was stunned again, scratching his head in embarrassment: "Of course we don't do this to all kinds of aliens, some demons are also very good..."

Anyang waved his hand: "This goblin is just like a human being. It doesn't matter if he doesn't commit a crime. If he commits a crime, he must deal with it according to the law."

"You are really sensible." The storyteller complimented and smiled shyly, "Then what else do you want to know, Xiaosheng has answered it for you!"

"I..." Anyang thought for a while, "Apart from Baima Village and the tiger monster a year ago, are there other powerful monsters, ghosts or gods? It's the kind of immortals who hide in the mountains and never come out. ,Do you have?"

"This... it really exists!" The storyteller hesitated.

"where?"

"One is what I just said, the Yungu Temple on the Xiu Chan Mountain outside the city has many eminent monks who have attained Taoism all year round. Each of them has the ability to subdue demons and subdue demons. Shining, I heard that there is also a Bodhisattva coming to the world, but Xiaosheng was not fortunate enough to see it with his own eyes!"

"Anymore?"

"The other one is that the forbidden city is three hundred miles outside the city. There is a mountain that can't see the top. It is covered with green mountains. It never snows in winter. I heard that there are gods on it."

The storyteller paused for a while, then added, "It's just heard, it's a rumor from a long time ago, and I don't know if it's true, but according to Xiaosheng's observation, there has never been a monster under the mountain to harm the villagers. Even if there are monsters, it will not harm people. There are not many places where the worldly woodcutter dares to go up the mountain to chop wood!"

"Any more?"

"No more." The storyteller said, "There used to be an alchemy peak, but then the incense went to Yungu Temple, and those Taoists didn't know where to go."

"Alright then, thanks for clarifying!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The storyteller was a little nervous at this point, and clenched the small piece of silver.

"Then let's say goodbye." Anyang chuckled lightly, stood up and said goodbye to the storyteller, then left.

Xiaochan naturally followed behind him.

The figures of the two gradually walked farther and farther in the narrow and dim alley, until a corner was completely gone, and the storyteller was relieved and spread his hands before his eyes.

Fortunately, the money is still there, it's not a trick!

He put it in his mouth and took another bite...

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The ancient and crumbling city wall looks like the ruins of the last era, and the gate of the city hums under the west wind, as if telling what happened to it. The sunset glow of Tumi precipitated hazy and dull colors on the horizon, like a wisp of crimson smoke floating, and the desolate yellow sand on the ground was dry.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the dark and dark doorway, leaving a string of long footprints on the yellow sand, which are still spreading into the distance.

"Find a place to stay for one night tonight, and tomorrow morning we will change into two sets of ancient clothes and go to visit Yungu Temple." Anyang lowered his head and said to Xiaochan. A faint blush remains.

"Yeah." The little fox just nodded.

They didn't take a few steps forward when they met a strongman who was robbing them. The strongman probably saw them dressed in strange clothes and thought they were fleeing from a foreign country, so he thought it was easy to bully. He saw that Xiaochan was beautiful and fair, and wanted to snatch it back and sell it, but the result was obvious, and Xiaochan took him out easily.

This matter did not let Anyang take action, and this little fox usually seemed soft and weak, gentle and quiet, but it was unusually ruthless when it started, and did not save this strongman's life.

On the way, I also met a gangster and a woman, who was also solved by Xiaochan in twos and threes.

This also proves that the world is really not peaceful!

When it was getting dark, they walked into an abandoned house. I originally wanted to spend the night here, but the environment here is too bad, there are cobwebs everywhere, nothing, and the tiles above my head are picked up by some wicked people and put on my roof, resulting in no cover. Wind and rain.

Anyang was walking out, but was attracted by a gray painting hanging on the wall.

The paper of the painting has turned yellow, and there are obvious spider webs on it. The painting is a man in a yellow robe, who is very strong and has a golden dragon faintly embroidered on the yellow robe.

Anyang leaned over and glanced at it. There were a few lines of small characters in the lower right corner of the painting, all of which were honorifics expressing respect.

"Tang Taizong..."

Anyang was immediately surprised!

The person in this painting is Tang Taizong?

There is a Tang Dynasty in this world?

Anyang felt a little puzzled, not knowing what historical background the system had implanted into the world.

Just as he got close, there was a sudden gust of gloomy wind in the room, and at the same time, a gloomy aura began to spread in the room, making people shudder.

Anyang suddenly frowned.

After a while, he smiled and said, "It seems that this house already has an owner, and everyone has their own way to go. Let's not disturb them, so let's leave this broken place."

Xiaochan just nodded silently.

Anyang glanced at the painting again before stepping out, muttering at the same time, "How stingy..."

He could vaguely feel the ghost in this house, which is rarely seen in the world of Shenzhou, but it is similar to the aura on Xiaoqian's body, but it is not exactly the same. It should be because the laws of the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" are different from the original laws of this natural world.

It was almost night now, and although the road could still be seen clearly, the bright star and a crescent moon had quietly emerged above the head.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the gloomy and mysterious old house, stepped on the ground covered with fallen leaves, and walked into the darkness swallowed by the shadowy trees and shrubs. A pale white face quietly appeared on the broken window on the second floor of the dark house behind him, silently watching them go away.

Suddenly, Anyang stopped and turned around abruptly.

The two eyes that were separated by yin and yang came into contact with each other like this, and they parted as soon as they touched each other, and neither of them wanted to cause trouble.

On the contrary, Xiaochan noticed Anyang's strangeness, and she also turned her head, but at this time the window was empty, like a mouth that could swallow people into it.

When she turned around, Anyang smiled at her: "It's just a kid, do you feel it?"

"Um."

The two were speechless and continued to move forward silently.

With a portable space that is 100 meters long, wide and high, and a huge supply empire, they really don't need to spend a night in a shabby house with ghosts. Anyang found an open space in a bamboo forest, and with a wave of his hand, a behemoth fell to the ground.

"Dudu..."

The big guy flashed the lights twice and opened the door with a click. The light spilled from the car illuminated the bamboo forest completely white, and there was a rustling sound on the side.

Xiaochan blinked twice, she naturally recognized what this big guy was, at least she had seen it on TV.

It's called... a RV.

When she was still a little stunned, Anyang had already set foot on the RV first. It seemed to be bright and bright inside, and the home was clean and new, which was in sharp contrast to the gloom of this era.

"How? It's okay."

"It's okay." Xiaochan stammered, looking at the luxurious interior of the RV.

As soon as I walked in, it was the living room, with two exquisite leather sofas and large windows on both sides. You can sit here and enjoy the scenery by the side of the road when you start it. There is a bedroom, a separate bathroom and a foldable open kitchen. The floor is covered with beige carpet, which is soft and comfortable. In addition, projection TV, refrigerator and air conditioner are also available...

This is simply a miniature mobile home.

Xiaochan was completely surprised. She naturally didn't expect that Anyang had been fully prepared before coming here - to take her on a trip, she had to have a travel style.

In her previous worldview, going out must be a journey through dust and dust. Even in the real world, she mostly lives in a villa and doesn't know the life of the rich. It seems that she can live in such a luxurious and luxurious life when she goes out, and it also refreshes her little three views.

But only ten minutes later, she had already taken out the ingredients from the refrigerator and started preparing dinner for Anyang.

At this time, in the gloomy forest behind, a somewhat hideous face was staring at them, and that expression was also strange.

Xiaochan fried two pieces of beef, fried a side dish, and cooked a cucumber and egg soup. The range hood in the open kitchen spread the fragrance far into the woods.

After dinner, she quickly washed the dishes again.

When she carefully folded the kitchen, the little fox already knew the structure of the motorhome like the back of the hand.

Anyang threw a blanket on the sofa, pointed at her, and she nodded silently. The accommodation for tonight was allotted, and Anyang walked into the bedroom alone.

The whole night was peaceful, and it seemed that there was still a little rain in the early morning. In the morning, the birds in the woods kept chirping, which woke up life.

There were some cooking sounds from outside the room. When he put on his clothes and opened the door, he heard a ding sound. The bread machine bounced two hot slices of bread out. The little maid also wore an apron and put eggs and bacon on the table. Just wait for him to eat.

This made Anyang sigh involuntarily: It is such a beautiful life to have a maid serving him!

After breakfast, put away the RV and continue to go.

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