Chapter 822 Yungu Temple and Mountain

Ten miles of green mountains are far away, and the Chaoping Road is sandy.

The slender blade of grass was pressed down by the bright white dew, and it was shaky hanging on it. As the unfamiliar footsteps walked past, it finally fell to the ground and melted into the sand.

Anyang and Xiaochan walked along the two or three meters wide clay official road, preparing to go to the legendary Yungu Temple.

It may be because Xiaochan's legs are too short. The distance was not long, so they just walked for a long time.

However, neither of them was impatient.

These roads are too narrow for large luxury RVs to pass. Off-road vehicles are no problem, and their performance is excellent, but in this world where the gods and gods are unclear, Anyang really dare not drive an off-road vehicle on the roadside.

So the best way of transportation is to walk.

Along the way, I met many people, and they all walked in the same direction as them, and I thought they were also believers of the Yungu Temple.

These people are carrying packages of various sizes, and the smell of inferior incense candles is faintly revealed in them, and their eyes are extremely pious when they look at the distant valley, but when they come back to their senses and look at other people on the roadside, they are carrying Deep vigilance.

Another believer took a fancy to Xiaochan and said that he would give Anyang fifty copper coins and buy Xiaochan back as a maid.

Well, fifty copper plates.

Anyang deeply knows that these people go to Yungu Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha just to seek peace of mind in a chaotic world. They may fold their hands in piety in front of the Buddha statue and make a wish to be fulfilled. After the head, continue to live for their own selfish desires.

Including them coming to burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha is also to find an excuse for their selfishness, or to allow the Bodhisattva to satisfy their selfishness and their greed.

I heard that Xiuchan Mountain was not called Xiuchan Mountain before. It was the name that the monks took after they moved. This mountain is actually a continuous mountain peak, steep and towering, and there is a valley surrounded by clouds and mists due to the humid climate all the year round. The temple built in this valley is called Yungu Temple.

When Anyang and Xiaochan approached Yungu Temple step by step, it was ten minutes in the morning and the incense was strong.

The incense crowd in ragged clothes shuttled through the temple, each lit a thin yellow incense, and worshipped again and again in front of the huge cauldron in the temple's Bazi before carefully inserting the incense.

In this chaotic world, everyone is living in poverty. People who are better dressed will hold a copper plate and throw the copper plate mixed with rust and sweat into the merit box with a jingle, and let it smash into the empty box. , as if he had made a great contribution to the Buddha, he folded his hands with peace of mind and began to make his wish of 10,000 gold.

Those with more tattered clothes often bring some food, either a little rice or flour, a few sweet potatoes grown at home, and even some oil, which are added to the candlelight in the temple.

A 'high monk' sat cross-legged at the gate of the inner courtyard, turning a string of Buddha beads in his hand.

But suddenly, he raised his head abruptly, his eyes locked on the two figures, one big and one small, who had just entered the courtyard.

To be precise, he was looking at Xiaochan.

Xiaochan obviously felt his gaze too, she only felt that she was being looked at hotly by him, out of the shadow of the monk in her heart, she couldn't help shrinking to Anyang's side.

Anyang rubbed her head to make her feel more at ease, and then walked towards the monk who was somewhat virtuous.

This name He has not surpassed the mortals, but only has decades of Taoism. He may be regarded as a master in the world of Shenzhou, but Anyang obviously has higher expectations for this world.

And the monk also began to observe him at this time.

Right now, the young man is dressed in simple clothes, not as gorgeous and bright as the little girl with a demonic aura, but he can clearly distinguish himself from the surrounding civilians. And he didn't have the numbness and panic that civilians came to ask for peace in troubled times, but he was always calm and calm.

Until the young man stood still in front of him, squatted down slightly and looked at him with a smile: "Master, can I have a private meeting with your abbot for a moment?"

The monk's eyes were bright as torches. On the one hand, his heart palpitated the pressure that Anyang brought him up close, and on the other hand, he sensed the demonic aura of the little girl more clearly. He lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to hear Anyang's words, and quickly moved the beads in his hand, muttering the Sanskrit scriptures in his mouth.

Suddenly, he put his hands on his knees, and the golden light in his eyes swept across Anyang and Xiaochan.

The believers who were still offering incense in the courtyard were stunned when they saw this scene. Some people immediately possessed themselves and lay on the ground, shouting the master and so on, as if they had seen a miracle.

"Bah! A daring evildoer, how dare you run to the center of my Buddhist sect to be wild!" Many believers only heard the eminent monk shout, and grabbed the little girl with one hand.

"Monster...youkai..." Someone was shocked.

The devout believers who had just been devout didn't hesitate, and they didn't care whether the master could win or not, and turned around and rushed out.

"Snapped!"

The monk's hand seemed to have hit a layer of transparent barrier, and he couldn't move an inch. The eminent monk, who was still calm just now, was so anxious that the blue veins burst out on his face, and he kept pressing forward with his claws.

On the other hand, the little girl opposite him was making a strange gesture with one hand, opening her eyes and constantly stepping back.

The monk took the opportunity to deceive him and almost flew forward: "The evildoer will be captured quickly, my Buddha is merciful, if you have never committed murder, there is still a chance for you to take refuge!"

Then with a muffled thud, he fell to the ground.

Those who didn't have time to run out of the temple were stunned.

I saw this eminent monk lying on the bluestone slab, his face and the relief on the slab squeezed hard, and it was the young man's hand that was pressing on his back.

The young man still smiled gently: "Master, which Tathagata taught you to do something to people as soon as you meet?"

"Huh?" The monk was a little surprised, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to worry about who I am for the time being. I just want to ask you. I came to visit Yungu Temple with good intentions, but you did something to my maid as soon as you came. What do you say about this?"

"Are you a Taoist?"

"..." Anyang pressed his hand hard, and his body was immediately under incomparable pressure, and challenged the hardness of the bluestone slab.

"You're not a mortal, then you naturally know that your maid is a fox, why did you take her with you?" The monk said awe-inspiringly in a weird posture, "Even what kind of maid you are traveling around the world with a little monk. I can't control it, but you shouldn't bring her to the Buddhist school, my Buddhist school has always taken it as my responsibility to surrender and save the world's evil..."

"Nonsense!" Anyang added a little more strength to his hands, "If demons are born with evil, how to save them? You should save the people who created life and the people who created the world! If the fairy is not born with evil, you How can I be sure that my maid is evil? As soon as I come up, I will do something to her?"

"The donor's words are not good. The evil spirits of the demons in this chaotic world are obvious to all..."

Before the monk's words were finished, he saw another angry shout from the inner courtyard—

"Where is the evildoer making trouble in my Yungu Temple, and even hurting my junior nurse in the hospital!" The voice was deafening, accompanied by a lion print that fell from the sky.

Anyang frowned, slapped his palm up, and the mana all over his body poured out directly, blocking the golden lion seal.

boom!

There was a muffled sound like an explosion in the air.

With a thud, a big-eared monk in a gray robe landed in the courtyard, staring at Anyang: "Why did the donor bring evil spirits to my Yungu Temple to cause trouble?"

"I originally wanted to chat with the abbot of Yungu Temple, but I didn't expect that the monks who guarded the door would do something to my maid as soon as they came up. How can you say I can bear it?" Anyang also looked at the name slightly. The big-eared monk said.

"Junior is reckless by nature and has the worst foundation in Zen practice. He was specially asked to guard the inner courtyard, but I didn't expect that he would offend the benefactor. Here, Huiyuan should make amends to the benefactor." The long-eared monk named Huiyuan said to him together. Buddha Amitabha, "But there are differences between humans and monsters. Unless you take refuge in my Buddha, monsters are indeed not suitable for entering the important place of my Buddhism. Please forgive me."

"Not welcome? Then I'll go!"

"Then I can only send the donor respectfully. I would like to trouble the donor to run for nothing. Since I missed it, the little monk will not apologize. I also ask the donor to let go of my junior brother. I am very grateful!"

"Haha!" Anyang sneered twice, knowing that this monk was concerned about his cultivation. If he did not have this cultivation, he would have been beaten and thrown out by these two monks, and the fairy Xiaochan was also I don't know how I will be treated.

So he let go of the monk who was under him, but when he turned around, there were hundreds of tiny purple rays of light that flashed through the air like plankton.

"..."

A dazzling light flashed from the ground, and when the light dissipated, the outer courtyard had become unrecognizable, and there were potholes and pits destroyed by purple tassels everywhere.

Anyang then turned around: "Let's go!"

The monk Huiyuan and the gatekeeper lowered their heads and put their hands together, reciting Amitabha Buddha, but they did not dare to come forward to seek justice.

They know they can't beat...

When they walked out of the outer courtyard, many pilgrims with shocked expressions still gathered at the entrance of the temple. When they saw the two of them coming out, they were too frightened to imagine that they kept retreating in the opposite direction.

Anyang ignored them and walked straight down the mountain.

Xiaochan lowered her head silently, as if she felt that she was in trouble, and almost drooped her ears.

Walking down the mountain and out of this cloudy valley, Anyang looked up at the sky and identified the direction: "It seems that we can only go to that mountain now!"

"Yeah." Xiaochan's voice was like a mosquito.

The mountain that is said to have immortals is much farther than Xiuchan Mountain. Anyang didn't want to walk slowly, so he directly lifted Xiaochan's collar and flew there. It wasn't until he flew to the foot of the mountain that he landed and was about to walk up the mountain slowly. At the same time, he inquired about the situation of the mountain. Don't make it look like Yungu Temple.

There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, which seems to be a little isolated from the world and peaceful and peaceful. From a distance, they can see the long and curved smoke rising into the sky, and they slowly walked over.

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