Could it be that someone openly violated the ban of the Five Heavenly Emperors? Then this person is a little too strong, right? Wang Rong's interest increased, and he looked at the old man and asked, "Uncle, seeing that what you said is so magical, I also want to go and see what temple it is, I wonder if you can tell me?"

"That's right. Seeing Wang Rong's change of heart, the old man was instantly happy, and stretched out his hand to point to a path on the canal and said: "Do you see that road? ”

Well, Wang Rong was really stunned, a ruined temple and a Sunday holiday? This is also a little too fashionable, right? Wang Rong became more and more interested in this secret person, and when he saw the old man say this, he was even more determined to take a look.

Saying goodbye to the old man with a smile, Wang Rong walked in the direction the old man pointed.

Walking through the canal, you will find that the top and bottom of the canal are two completely different parts, with the canal as the dividing line, the bottom is basically a mountain trail that slopes up at an angle of 45 degrees, and the top of the canal is obviously much smoother, although it is also an uphill road, but compared to the bottom it is simply a world of difference.

Probably because there are more people who usually walk, even if it is on the mountain, the thorns next to the trail still do not stretch over the side of the road to the top of the trail, last night, this road is the place where Liu Ruixue has looked, Wang Rong did not come, if it wasn't for the old man to talk about it, he really didn't know that there was such a place here.

It's just that this place is a little too remote? The trail crossed the hill along the mountain, and then extended downward, and at this time a short figure appeared in front of Wang Rong.

Standing in front of a dilapidated house, Wang Rong looked at it very strangely, and after looking at it for a while, he didn't find any difference between it and other buildings, the only difference is that if he is placed in the middle of the courtyard, I'm afraid people will think that this place is used to lock up cattle, right?

Fortunately, this temple looks quite dilapidated, but the door is still relatively large, about two or three meters wide, and it will not let those who come in to worship collide, presumably the people who built this also took this factor into account.

There are several nails nailed above the center of the gate, and under the nails hangs a rough wooden board with a red rope, and I don't know whether there is no money or I can't hire a person who can write, and the words "Jinlong Temple" are written crookedly on it with black charcoal.

The whole temple gives Wang Rong a feeling of sourness in one word, that is, sour! Two words: shabby! Three words, very shabby, in twelve words to describe is: how shabby you must be.

Looking at this dilapidated appearance, Wang Rong immediately smiled, is this considered pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? If it is really as effective as the old man said, then why is it still like this?

You must know that those who can fulfill their wishes will not be too stingy, and all kinds of donations are enough to renovate this place dozens of times, which is still to say small.

If the old man is not wrong, then there is only one possibility, the money donated here was swallowed by the person in charge here.

Wang Rong smiled, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door, he wanted to see what the guy who could swallow or dare to swallow the money of the immortals looked like, and what the immortal who was swallowed by mortals looked like.

He has lived for so many years, and it is the first time he has encountered such a situation, can it not arouse his interest?

As soon as his finger touched the top of the temple door, the temple door was opened from the inside, and a young monk walked out, bowed slightly to Wang Rong, and said: "Amitabha, this temple does not accept guests today, the donor should please go back,"

Wang Rong looked at his finger in a little surprise, it seemed that someone came to open the door before he even knocked on the door, which seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Seeing that the little novice was still waiting for him to leave, Wang Rong bowed and said: "The little monk is polite, the poor monk is a monk who came from the Tang Dynasty in the East to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, passing by the treasure land, hoping to borrow it for one night." ”

When he said this, Wang Rong was ready to restrain the other party. His body was just about to move, and Xiao Shami's words instantly thundered him.

"You're a monk, so why do you still have hair?"

Eh, this question is so profound, the corners of Wang Rong's mouth twitched, and his head turned for a long time before he came up with a better excuse: "The poor monk is cultivating with hair, no, now he is going to the West Heaven to seek the true scriptures, and when he gets it, he will shave his hair." ”

"Emitou Buddha, so that's it. Xiao Shami suddenly realized, looked at Wang Rong's gaze instantly became happy, and saluted again: "It turns out that the master is also my Taoist, I am really fortunate to be lucky, as for the donor said to borrow, let me first understand the master and then inform the master, please wait a while." ”

After speaking, he really hurriedly walked in, and looking at his appearance, he should really go to report to his master.

Wang Rong held his forehead with one hand, his heart was full of guilt, this... He really didn't mean to deceive others, but he was too easy to deceive...... Uh, it's a little too pure, right?

I haven't seen a liar, haven't you seen Journey to the West? Wang Rong said that he really didn't mean to hurt the heart of such a pure young man, he was really innocent.

In order to show his innocence, Wang Rong decided not to wait for others to invite him, he wanted to be casual, like in his own home, so that he would be more like a family, and the family used white lies to teach a child to grow up, which should not be too much.

Stretched out his hand and pushed open the temple door, walked in, and looked the same as the outside, this temple is indeed very small, only a simple layer, in the inside you only see in the center of the front of the incense case, which is full of all kinds of burned candles incense remains, and behind the incense case is a stone statue about two meters high, the stone statue seems to be carved from a whole stone, there is no crack on the whole top.

But what the hell is this thing?

Wang Rong squinted his eyes, and he couldn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time, the bull's head, horse's mouth, tiger's body, and dragon's claws.

What the hell is this? Wang Rong frowned and thought about all the animals he had seen in the fairy world, but he couldn't remember when he had seen this thing.

Could it be the legendary four dissimilarities? He looked at it carefully, and really didn't say it, but when he looked at it again, he really had a little bit of a feeling of being different.

Unlike a cow, not like a horse, not like a tiger, not like a dragon, what can it be if this is not like a four? That horn seems to be a deer antler, right? Wang Rong discovered a new continent again, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that this is the latest version of the Five Likes?