Chapter 1569 Merit Hall

The three words "Chijie Temple" seemed to be deeply wedged into Jiang Cheng's mind. There might be some meaning in it. Listening to the monks' shouting just now, it seemed that in this temple, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name was irrelevant, and only eating meat and drinking alcohol was considered meritorious.

Moreover... Jiang Cheng's face became more and more gloomy. He clearly heard the monk with a mole on his cheek mention the word "abbot" when he was forcing Monk Huicong.

His original words were: The abbot said that drinking alcohol and eating meat are meritorious, why don't you cultivate merit, Junior Brother Huicong? How can you drive away the inner demon without cultivating merit?

Jiang Cheng was curious, since drinking alcohol and eating meat are meritorious, then what is this so-called inner demon...?

The night became darker and darker, and there was no sound coming from outside. The night was as quiet as death. Jiang Cheng fell asleep thinking about it. When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside was already bright.

But as soon as he got up, he realized something was wrong. After what happened last night, he didn't dare to let his guard down after coming back, so he finally leaned against the wall facing the door, but when he woke up this morning, he was lying flat on the bed, just like when he just fell asleep last night.

The same thing was wrong with the fat man. The fat man was lying next to him, sleeping soundly, but he clearly remembered that the fat man slept in the corner after coming back at night.

Who was it?

Who moved their positions?

The most terrifying thing was that they were not alarmed.

Jiang Cheng immediately went behind the door and checked. The door was closed and there was a wooden bolt behind the door.

Hearing the noise, the fat man climbed up in a daze. After seeing Jiang Cheng, the fat man rubbed his eyes and then said in a surprised voice: "Doctor, is your hand healed?"

At this moment, Jiang Cheng reacted and looked at his left hand. Yes, he just stretched out his left hand to check the bolt, and the broken bones in his left hand were restored as before.

No, to be exact, there is no sign of injury at all.

"It has nothing to do with me. I was like this when I woke up." Jiang Cheng's face did not show any surprise. Compared with the recovery of his hand, he was more worried about the weirdness behind this matter.

After hearing Jiang Cheng's analysis of the position changes of the two after waking up, the fat man also felt a chill on his back, as if there was an invisible hand around, silently manipulating everything. After a pause, the fat man asked in a very low voice: "Is there such a possibility that everything we experienced last night was just a dream, but a... um... very special dream, you should understand what I mean."

Jiang Cheng nodded, "You mean it's like the dream you encountered in Daotou Village.

"That's it. "

It is obviously not convincing to just guess here. The scene of Guan Erye killing people last night has been deeply imprinted in the minds of the two. They decided to go to the building last night to take a look.

As long as they get there, it will be clear whether it is a dream or not.

At this moment, it was not long after dawn, and there were not many monks outside. The two closed the door and rushed towards the building along the road they remembered last night. The more they walked on the road, the more uncertain they felt, because the road under their feet seemed familiar, and they even remembered which fork in the road was where to turn.

The most important thing is that Jiang Cheng stopped in front of a step. This bluestone step is not very eye-catching. If the vision is not good or people who are not familiar with the road are easy to trip.

That's right, Jiang Cheng tripped here last night .

At this point, Fatty Jiangcheng no longer had any illusions. Everything that happened last night should be true. The monks in the temple were all ridiculous people, a group of monks who indulged in wine and meat, without any reverence that a monk should have.

They found their way to the courtyard where the building was built last night, but at this moment, the two were surprised to find that although the gate was open, there were two monks holding sticks standing outside the gate to guard it.

Along the way, they passed by many courtyards and rooms of different sizes, but this was the first time that someone was guarding it, and besides... these two monks were rough, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and they looked difficult to mess with.

Fatty Jiangcheng pretended to pass by, and then walked over curiously, but before he could get close to the gate, he was stopped by the monk, "Two donors, please stop."

Although the monk looked polite, anyone could hear the determination in his voice.

Jiangcheng didn't care, but just pretended to be curious and looked inside, "Master, what is inside? It looks so beautiful. "

The monk on the left stood with a stick in one hand and the other hand in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "In reply to the donor, there is the Merit Hall inside, where the monks of this temple study Buddhism and cultivate merit. Except for the monks of this temple, others are not allowed to enter."

After soft and hard persuasion failed, Fatty Jiangcheng had to leave. When they were far enough away, Fatty couldn't help but say: "What Merit Hall? I think it's just a big restaurant. You see there is no doctor. They won't let us in. There must be something fishy inside."

Jiangcheng didn't walk far with Fatty, but circled around the outer wall of the yard. Soon, they locked on a secluded location. There was a crooked tree next to the wall. They could climb the tree first and then jump over.

But just when Fatty had climbed halfway and was thinking about where to land, a voice suddenly came from not far behind him, "Two donors. "

The sudden sound frightened the fat man, and Jiang Cheng turned around suddenly, only to see Huide monk coming over with a few monks. The monks were holding wooden buckets and a few tools that looked like mops.

The fat man jumped down from the tree, looking at Huide and others who appeared like ghosts with an unnatural look on his face. This time he was almost caught in the act.

After approaching, Monk Huide clasped his hands together with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Two donors, what are you doing here...?"

"We are here to find someone, Master Huide." Jiang Cheng looked very calm and returned the greeting with his hands clasped together.

"Oh? Which master are you looking for?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head with some distress, "We don't know either. We didn't see his face clearly last night, but the monk in the temple was right."

"Did the donor want to see him for something?" Huide asked again.

"That's it. At that time, we two brothers saw that the night was nice, so we thought of going out for a walk, but we didn't expect to get lost. By some strange combination of circumstances, we walked nearby, and we happened to bump into a master who was covered in blood. The smell of alcohol aroused our brothers' greed, and we also wanted to ask for a drink, but we didn't expect that the master turned around and fled into the courtyard. At that time, we heard that the courtyard was very lively, as if...it was like drinking. It’s not just that master.”

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he saw a monk behind Huide with a confused face, "Nonsense! Do you know where this place is? This is the Merit Hall of our temple, a place where we study Buddhism intensively and cultivate supreme merits. How is it possible...how?" Maybe someone dares to do this disrespectfully!”