Main Text Chapter 46 Miaofa Temple (I)

In the evening, the three people who had passed the "Qianfo Mountain" area prepared to return to the original route and sneak into the Qianfo Mountain again.

They hoped to lure the ghost cultivator out while it was getting dark.

However, the sky did not help them, and the sky suddenly changed.

Dark clouds pushed in from the sky in the distance, and the strong wind rolled up the dust on the ground, making it fly and sway the mountains and forests.

The three people stopped their horses on the official road and looked around at the wilderness and sky.

Zhang Shucheng frowned and said, "It looks like it's going to rain heavily. There's no village or shop in the distance. It looks like we're going to have some trouble."

Mo Shengtu waved his whip and pointed forward, "When I came here, I remember there was a grass path that branched off from the official road and led to the mountain. There seemed to be traces of wheel tracks on the road. Under normal circumstances, how could a horse and carriage enter the mountain? There must be a home or a place to rest. Why don't we go and have a look."

Zhang Shucheng looked at Miao Yi and smiled, "What do you think, brother Miao?"

Miao Yi nodded and said, "Okay!"

The three of them agreed and immediately galloped forward.

When they ran to a section of the col, they slowed down and looked around. Sure enough, they found a sparsely populated path on the right. Although it was covered by weeds, it was still easy to identify traces of wheel tracks.

Seeing that the sky was already overcast, the three of them no longer hesitated, turned around and accelerated their horses, and ran forward along the path.

Not long after, the three of them saw a large courtyard in the foothills ahead, which seemed to be a temple...

When they ran to the foot of the mountain, they were already in a stone square covering an area of ​​more than ten acres.

The square was paved flat, with stone railings around it, and traces of collapsed houses could be seen faintly on both sides.

A huge old furnace tripod, rusty and rusty, was the incense burner in the center of the square.

Although the gaps between the stone slabs under their feet were full of weeds and looked desolate, it was obvious that this place had once been prosperous.

Suddenly being in such a flat square in this barren mountain made the three of them inexplicably feel insignificant, and the temple built on the mountain ahead also gave them a sense of oppression.

The sky was dark and heavy, and suddenly a thunderous sound rang out. The mounts under the three people screamed and moved, but the three people firmly pulled the reins and could not move.

Rumbling thunder rolled overhead, and several thunderbolts flashed over the temple in front. The sky was already very dark, and the thunder and lightning made the temple suddenly look unusually dazzling.

A group of crows on the old trees inside the high walls of the temple were also frightened by the thunder, and flew up and circled with a "quack".

All of this proved that it was indeed an uninhabited deserted temple.

Zhang Shucheng glanced at the two people and said, "The rain is about to fall, let's go to the temple to take shelter first!"

There was a stream between the square and the temple built on the mountain, and there were three stone arch bridges connected side by side. Zhang Shucheng ran ahead, followed by Miao Yi and Mo Shengtu who was leading the pack horse. The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded on the stone slabs, and there was an echo.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Zhang Shucheng did not dismount, but ran up the steps directly, and the two people behind followed in the same way.

There are probably thousands of years old locust trees around the temple. Under the lightning of the dark clouds above, they are like angry Vajra staring at them.

The three stood side by side, looking at the three characters "Miaofa Temple" on the high gate of the temple. They were so mottled that they were almost unrecognizable. As for the gate, no one knew where it was. Perhaps it had been rotten due to the wind and sun.

The surrounding walls were also old and dilapidated. It might be because the ancient locust trees blocked the sunlight. There were no vines or weeds on the walls.

Zhang Shucheng got off his horse and led the horse into the temple. The two people behind him did the same.

As soon as they entered the temple, the three stopped again. There were also several ancient locust trees in the temple. They were so old that three people holding hands could not hold one. The old branches were ferocious and angry. There was a pond of about one acre on each side. There was a stone sculpture of Arhat in each pond. The head of the stone sculpture on the left was unknown.

As soon as they stepped into the gate, they could feel a cool breeze blowing in their faces, which made people a little scared. The horses of the three people were also a little panicked.

Looking at the dilapidated temple with its doors open in front of him, Mo Shengtu took a breath and said, "There is a lot of yin energy here."

"Ancient locust trees and old houses are prone to accumulating yin energy." Zhang Shucheng said casually.

Although he said so, the three of them still cast a spell secretly and scanned the surroundings with the Dharma Eye.

Under normal circumstances, if there are really any ghosts and spirits here, ordinary people cannot see them with their naked eyes, but for the monks with the Dharma Eye, they cannot hide it from them.

In fact, it proved that they were overthinking. The Dharma Eye scanned the surroundings and did not see any evil.

Bang! The thunder in the sky exploded again, and under the illumination of lightning, it added a bit of gloomy and terrifying feeling to this deserted temple.

At the same time, big raindrops began to fall, hitting the ground with a crackling sound, and circles of ripples splashed in the ponds on both sides.

Zhang Shucheng smiled slightly and said, "There is really no place to go now, so let's make do with it!" He took the lead and walked towards the main hall with his horse.

Mo Shengtu and Miao Yi looked at each other and had no choice but to follow. The three of them waded through the weeds in the gaps between the tiles and stepped on the dead leaves, making rustling sounds.

After pulling the horses directly to the stone pillars under the corridor of the main hall and tying them up, Zhang Shucheng walked to the old locust tree in the courtyard and dragged a large dead branch that was probably broken by the strong wind into the temple.

It was pouring rain outside, the sky was completely dark, and the fire in the main hall was lit.

By the light of the fire, we can see traces of people having a fire on the ground, and there are more than one place. Mo Shengtu smiled and said, "It seems that this is really a place for passing travelers to rest."

Miao Yi stood with a silver spear in his hand, looking at the majestic Buddha statue in the center of the temple by the light of the fire.

The golden body of the Buddha statue has almost fallen off, making it look more hideous instead of the great compassion of saving all living beings.

Mo Shengtu, who was standing in front of the fire, suddenly touched Zhang Shucheng slightly. The two looked at Miao Yi, exchanged glances, and nodded secretly.

Just then, the three seemed to hear something and looked back at the door.

There was a sudden shouting outside the temple: "Hide from the rain, hide from the rain..."

I saw a man holding a large iron pot on his head with both hands to block the rain, and carrying a lot of things on his back. He rushed into the temple in a hurry and ran into the temple in one breath.

The man was covered in all kinds of things, including pots, pans, and bowls. After he came in, he just glanced at the three people casually, then stared outside and shouted, "It's okay, come in!"

The three of them looked over and saw a middle-aged scholar carrying a basket on his back running in. He was soaked by the rain and his long gown was soaked.

Following closely behind him were two strong men carrying a sedan chair. The sedan chair was covered with pink gauze supported by poles, and a graceful woman could be vaguely seen lying inside.