The filming went smoothly, the wolf demon was defeated, and the little monk still had a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the little monk collapsed, blood pouring out of the wound on his chest. It turned out that the little monk had been injured a long time ago, but he had been pretending.

According to the setting of the script, Xia Qianxue plays the role of a little fox demon who often comes to Xinglin to listen to Zen, at this time she should have tears in her eyes and sobbed and said: "Little monk, stop acting, you have been seen through by me, you are pretending to be injured and deceiving me, right?"

But this line fell in Xia Qianxue's mouth, and it can only be described in one word - gritting teeth.

"Cards!"

"Cards!"

"Cards!"

After three consecutive NGs, Xia Mu was so angry that he threw the script on the ground and yelled, "Xia Qianxue, what's the matter with you?"

Xia Qianxue was very helpless, she didn't know why, as long as she saw the little monk wearing a monk's robe in front of her, she would think of the honest monk, the two of them were too similar.

"Director Xia, don't be angry, you also said that not everyone is as talented as me. I don't think it's getting early, so why don't you shoot it tomorrow, what do you think?" said the honest monk with a smile.

Xia Mu also heard from the people in the village that it was easy to have accidents at night, so he sighed and said, "Okay, then I'll shoot again tomorrow." ”

When he returned to his residence, the old man brought three or four kinds of vegetables and vegetables, and the honest monk simply ate a few bites and rested.

He planned to go to the temple entrance at night, but he didn't have an idea how to avoid being discovered by the old man.

At this moment, the sky is dark, the honest monk is lying on the bamboo bed, the mountain wind blows the windows squeak, and the wind blows the leaves in the distance, the honest monk smiled bitterly in his heart: "If you live in this kind of place for a lifetime, it is strange not to become a madman." ”

He couldn't help but think of the night in Cheng'en Temple before, although he was also in a humble room at that time, but he sat cross-legged with the old monk, using tea as wine, or listening to him preach the scriptures, or listening to him laugh and talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but the days were not boring. He thought of it with joy until midnight, and he did not grow tired.

I heard a knock on the door, and a figure flashed into the room. The man went straight to the bed and asked in a low voice, "Young man, are you asleep?"

The person who came was the old man who was hoeing, and the honest monk was slightly surprised, but he pretended to be asleep and remained silent.

At this moment, the honest monk suddenly felt that the "Lung Yu" behind him was numb, and then the seven acupoints such as "Heart Yu", "Du Yu", and "Diaphragm Yu" were all over one by one.

The honest monk secretly complained in his heart, if the old man harmed him now, he really had no power to fight back. Unexpectedly, the old man turned around and left.

The honest monk said in his heart: "I have to quickly unravel the acupuncture points to see what tricks he is playing?" Fortunately, the old man was afraid that he would notice, so he did not use all his strength, even so, it took the honest monk more than half an hour to break through all the acupoints.

The honest monk rolled over, approached the courtyard, and then jumped up the wall with a slight jump. There was silence all around, where to find the shadow of the old man.

The honest monk was suddenly depressed, and suddenly changed his mind: "Why don't I take the opportunity to go to the temple entrance to have a look, I will go and return quickly, just so that I can hide from the world and cross the sea." ”

Thinking of this, the honest monk floated outside the courtyard, took a big stride, and went straight to the entrance of the temple in the north of the village.

The temple door is still open, and there is still the aftertaste of burning incense in the air, it should be that the incense has not been extinguished for a long time, who went to the temple to burn incense in the middle of the night? The honest monk felt a chill down his spine.

He took three steps to the left and gently patted the stone bricks on the wall.

The beads are gone!

But no message was left.

The plot is not the same as what the old monk said.

The old monk's friend should be the same age as the old monk, could it be that he is too old and forgot the agreement of the year? Or is it that he does not move around all the year round, and the relationship between the two has faded?

The honest monk's gaze rolled around.

There were two oil lamps on the wall of the temple, and the dim light shone on the eyes of a pair of official puppets, reflecting a green light, and the pair of official puppets seemed to come to life. The honest monk felt that his palms were wet, and he was already drenched in a cold sweat.

There are no ghosts in this world, only people are pretending to be ghosts.

The honest monk knew that there must be something strange at the entrance of this temple, but he looked at it for a long time and didn't find anything suspicious.

Just when he was almost desperate, a red-chain snake more than a meter long slipped into the temple, and at the same time, eight rats suddenly sprang out of the stone cave around the corner.

All things are mutually reinforcing, and in front of the serpent, the rat's undoubtedly belong to the weak.

At this time, the red chain snake was swimming towards a mouse, its eyes were full of coldness, and it kept spitting out snake letters, as if feeling the taste of a good meal.

The distance between them is getting closer and closer, and in the end they are only half a meter apart, which is already within the range of the red chain snake's attack, and it is believed that under its thunderous blow, it is difficult for the rat in front of them to have a chance to dodge.

Something interesting happened, instead of running away, the rat bared its sharp teeth and pounced on the red chain snake. At the same time, the other rats pounced on the snake. These rats seem to be trained to pick up deadly places to attack.

Although snakes are natural enemies of rats, after all, two fists are no match for four hands. It didn't take long for the red snake to fall to the downside, but it was also smart, and while fighting, it moved in the direction of the door. Seeing that another blow missed, it took advantage of the momentum to roll over and slide out the door.

The rats did not chase after them, but retreated into their holes, as if the entrance of the temple was their territory, and as long as the snakes did not invade, they did not care.

This kind of thing may be interesting to others, but it will never be thought so much from an honest monk. He was surprised to find that these openings were also arranged in an orderly manner, with two openings at the base of the wall on the front and back, two at the left and right, and the intersection of the connecting lines of the openings was precisely the futon in front of the table. And the gathering point of the eyes of the pair of official puppets is also a futon.

The honest monk immediately rushed over, he leaned down, and gently moved the futon, and the floor under the futon looked the same. He took a breath of true qi, and with the strength of a thousand catties in his palm, he pressed hard to the floor.

There were only a few loud "crunch" and "crunch" sounds, and the puppet body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and at the same time, the floor under the offering table slowly rose, revealing a large hole.

The honest monk leaned out and looked at the entrance of the cave, there were stone steps at the entrance, but the cave was dark, I don't know how deep. He put the futon in place, and with courage, approached the entrance of the cave.

On the stone wall of the entrance of the cave, there is a copper ring, it looks like the switch in the cave, the honest monk twists it lightly, and then listens to a few loud noises, and the temple mouth is restored to its original state.

The honest monk took out the lighter from his bosom and walked to the depths of the cave by the faint light. Walking down for three or four meters, turning to the left, there is a long tunnel in front of you, and a few oil lamps are burning in front of your vision.

The honest monk walked forward for dozens of feet, only to hear a cold voice coming: "Since Your Excellency still doesn't say it, the old man can only come back another day." ”