Chapter 163 Wishing Temple

While waiting for Li Motang, Huang Feng sat on the treetop and recalled the information he had inquired about in the tree house. After hearing many legends from the girl He Qing in the brothel, he had asked other people in the city.

Among these many legends, like the wedding dress ghost, any normal person would want to stay away from it, but there is one legend that everyone wants to meet.

This legend is the wishing temple that works every time. Some people say it appears on the mountain, and some people say it has been seen in the city. Without exception, the wishers all get what they wish for.

Just thinking about it, Huang Feng noticed someone flying a sword in the distance on the official road. Looking up, it was indeed Li Motang.

She was alone, without Xiao Nuan, and she slowed down until she saw him. She fell from the air to the same level as the treetops. After looking up and down, she snorted coldly: "Didn't you say you couldn't do it!"

"It really took a lot of effort." Huang Feng described the battle with the wedding dress ghost, using a lot of exaggeration.

After listening to him, Li Motang looked at him and gritted his teeth and said, "According to what you said, the female ghost should have the strength of Tianmen Realm, why didn't she eat you alive!

Also, what happened?"

Huang Feng stopped joking and repeated the experience of the villagers and the words that the person behind the incident asked the wedding dress female ghost to bring to him, and said, "What do you think?"

Li Motang looked solemn: "In order to disrupt the situation, he attacked the people several times, which shows that the other party acted unscrupulously."

"Yes." Huang Feng became serious, "He told us bluntly that he originally wanted to use the Xihe River to bypass the tree house, and said that no matter what Whatever we do, it won't affect the overall situation, which means that the other party has almost prepared and is ready to go, and Shulu is no longer an obstacle to the other party. "

Li Motang asked: "Is it possible to bluff?"

"Unlikely." Huang Feng said, "It feels that the other party is not a patient person. He said these things through the ghost girl's mouth, just to tell us that he doesn't care about this little mistake and can still play with us. It seems that he has been holding back for too long and urgently needs to show off. "

Li Motang thought about it and felt that it made sense. After all, it was just a sentence from the ghost girl's mouth, and it was difficult to analyze more.

Following Huang Feng to the entrance of the village, Li Motang was silent for a long time when he saw the scene there, and asked: "Who did your senior sister go to see? I can help."

"It shouldn't be necessary." Huang Feng shook his head, "You should go to Shulu with me. I want to see the temple where you can make wishes."

Li Motang didn't believe it: "This kind of legend is the most popular, so it is inevitable to exaggerate when it is spread out. Senior Zhuge was struck by thunder when he gave Li Yixuan a spiritual root. Under the way of heaven, how could there be a wish that works every time?"

"Have you already understood the way of heaven? What if there is? Of course, I don't think it's that simple." Huang Feng said, "It is said that a merchant met a bandit on the road. The other party robbed him of his money and wanted to kill him. The merchant ran into the mountains and saw a palm-sized temple when he was exhausted.

At that time, his daughter had just been born. In addition to the goods, he also had a night-shining pearl that he was going to give to his daughter, so he wished to give the night-shining pearl to his daughter."

"Then what?" Li Motang asked.

Huang Feng spread his hands: "It's a pity that the merchant was caught up and killed by the bandits, but the bandits did not find the night-shining pearl from him. The night-shining pearl appeared at the bedside of the merchant's daughter the next day."

"This legend is false." Li Motang said, "If it can really come true, why not wish to live, or even kill these bandits."

"Yes, why not wish to achieve enlightenment and open the gate of heaven." Huang Feng smiled, "I think if this legend is true, the merchant made a wish to hand the night-shining pearl to his daughter in a hurry, which naturally means to hand it to his daughter alive, but the wishing temple played a word game with him.

Or, making a wish requires a price, and the price of survival is something that the merchant cannot afford, just like Senior Zhuge asked for immortal fate for Li Yixuan, he had to bear the consequences of cause and effect, there are gains and losses, and making a wish If you want to pay a bargain, what do you think of me? "Li Mutang thought about it, and felt that it was more likely than Xu Xuan's inference:" So you think, Wu Langzhong, hiding the book in the temple? " , I wish to get this book book, it is okay, you should not pay much about it? "Huang Feng said, and suddenly asked:" You said that the predecessor of Zhuge was shouting the "account book", will the account book fly? "Li Mutang looked at him:" "Is the two argued with each other and had come to Shulu unconsciously. Now there is no clue, Li Mutang has to believe in Huang Feng's intuition. The two inquired in Shulu for a while and listened to the legend of the wishing temple. Huang Feng was a little depressed after hearing the summary: "Why do all these people in the legend come to the Wishing Temple when they are desperate?"

He asked Li Motang: "How can I look like I am desperate?"

Li Motang held the sword and hummed: "It's simple, I can help you."

"No, it's really not necessary." Huang Feng hurriedly stopped her.

Anyway, he had to wait for his senior sister in the tree house. Even if he didn't find her in the end, it wouldn't matter if he wasted this little time.

At night, Li Motang was in the city, and Huang Feng went out of the city and into the mountains. The two searched separately.

It was more like trying their luck than searching.

"No matter how you look at it, I am considered a person with great luck." Huang Feng walked in the dark mountains, giving himself a little confidence.

Who knew that after he muttered, there was a voice behind him echoing: "Young Master is indeed a person with great luck."

Huang Feng was shocked that someone could get so close to him silently!

He turned around quickly, but there was no one. When he lowered his head, he saw an old man.

Ordinary people are five or six feet tall, but the old man in front of him is only five or six inches tall. He leaned on a rattan crutch, looked up, and looked at him with a smile.

Is it a human or a ghost?

Huang Feng quickly denied the idea that it was a ghost. The clever ghost was most sensitive to ghosts, and he didn't give him any reminders, which explained the problem.

But the old man in front of him seemed to be neither a human nor a demon, and there was a sense of mystery.

Seeing that he was a little nervous, the old man smiled and said, "Why are you so surprised, young master? You came here late at night, didn't you come to find me?"

Huang Feng said tentatively, "I'm not here to recruit you, I'm here to find a temple."

"Is it this one?" The old man looked at the ground with his cane, and a small temple slowly rose from the ground.

Looking closely at this temple, it is not as magical as described in the legend, it is ordinary, like an ordinary carpenter made it casually, and even a little rotten.

Huang Feng was stunned: "May I ask who the senior is?"