Chapter 55: The Ruined Erlang Temple
Yu Tian shook his head, "This is already the tenth, but it still can't break through, these women are ordinary people after all, and the power of pure yin is insufficient, and they obviously feel the signs of breaking through, but when it comes to a critical moment, they lack stamina." ”
"Brother, those little girls, these little girls are always sneaking around the back mountains, as if they are exploring our whereabouts. I don't think it's as good as ......" Yu made a motion to wipe his neck.
"Hehe, those little girls' ancient martial arts strength is quite passable, and the pure yin qi in their hearts must not be weak!" Speaking of this, Yu Tian couldn't help but lick his blood-stained lips with his crimson tongue, his eyes flashed, and his appearance was even more hideous.
"We can't stay here longer, I'm afraid our whereabouts have been exposed, let's go, let's go and catch those little girls back immediately, extract pure yin qi to help us practice, if we can't succeed today, we will find another place." Otherwise, I will be approached by other ancient warriors, and with the current strength of the two of us, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck. Yu Tian had a hint of solemnity on his face.
The two of them immediately went out of the temple gate and went straight to the back mountain, and a few rabbits disappeared into the forest. Not long after the two left, a group of people came to Erlang Temple, headed by a man and a woman, the man's bearing was extraordinary, the woman's delicate and exquisite, the two stood together like a pair of golden boys and girls, which was admirable. This is exactly what Chen Jinyuan and a group of people are, seeing the decay of Erlang Temple, everyone has a feeling that things are wrong.
"No, it's only been a long time, how did it come to be like this?" Wang Jiao first sighed, "This is a cultural relic, isn't there anyone to protect it?" ”
"Hehe, the grandsons of the Cultural Relics Bureau, just eat and don't do anything, they run faster than dogs when they encounter good things, there is no oil and water in the poor countryside here, if you count on them to protect here, then the sows can go up the tree." Shi Feng let out a strange laugh, with a little cynicism in his words.
Chen Jinyuan shook his head, greeted him, and took the lead into the temple.
Erlang temple enshrines the statue of Erlang God Yang Jian, according to legend, there is a rich businessman's daughter in porcelain capital county at the end of the Ming Dynasty was possessed by the demon fox, thanks to the Erlang God manifestation for its exorcism, afterwards Erlang God dreamed of a rich businessman to build a temple for it, plastic gold body. After waking up from a dream, the wealthy merchant was overjoyed to see that his daughter had recovered, so he donated silver taels to build this Erlang Temple on the top of Biyun Mountain outside the city.
Erlang God is the righteous god of the heavenly realm, and his strength can compete with the Monkey King of the Great Sage, and is known as the first god of war in the fairy world. There are many folk legends, can be regarded as a heroic god of war, in the Chinese mythological system many are made of people into gods, such as Mazu Niangniang in the Mazu Temple, the martial saint Guan Erye in the Guandi Temple, these people are either with strong strength, or for the world to set up monstrous merits, and for the world to admire, Erlang Temple can be seen almost everywhere in China, it can be said that there has been no shortage of incense for thousands of years, but now the temple in front of you seems dilapidated.
Chen Jinyuan raised his legs and stepped into the main hall, the main hall was originally a little simple, but now it is even more messy, a wooden bell frame fell to the ground, the original big iron bell is unknown, layers of spider webs are covered in every corner of the temple, the plaque with three big characters written on the Erlang Temple has fallen to the ground, fortunately, the statue of Erlang God is still there, but no one has repaired it for a long time, it looks dilapidated, the statue holds a three-pointed two-edged knife in his right hand, and his left hand is behind him, looking ahead, dignified and powerful, At his left foot lies a clay statue of the Guardian of the Heavenly Dog. In front of the statue was an incense table, on which was a tattered incense burner, apparently long since the incense had been cut off.
The hall was full of dead branches and leaves, the dust was thick, and there were two rows of fresh footprints on the ground. Chen Jinyuan had some doubts in his heart, "Maybe it's some people who are full of food and have nothing to do like themselves, otherwise who would come to this kind of place where chickens don't poop and birds don't lay eggs!" ”
He walked a few steps to the statue, folded his hands, and bowed reverently to the statue of Erlang.
"Gain +1 Wishpower!"
"Gain +1 Wishpower!" ……
With the already familiar prompt information, one after another apricot yellow faith wishes, it kept detaching from the statue and blending into Chen Jinyuan's mind, and he was suddenly immersed in that hearty pleasure. Soon, the faith power precipitated on the statue was absorbed, and what made Chen Jinyuan a little disappointed was that perhaps because the incense had been broken for many years, the wish power value only increased by a mere 200 points, reaching 4089 points.
"Wow! Old cat, why is this temple rotten like this, even the typhoon and earthquake will not reach this extent, this looks like a missile has just been dropped. It's only been a few years since I've been here, how did it come to this? Shi Feng couldn't help but ask when he saw that the appearance in the temple was worse than his own face.
Chen Jinyuan waved his hand and replied: "Don't ask me, I haven't been here for several years!" ”
"Damn, I really shouldn't have come with you kid, damn, I have a fart to look at like this, I think we should go home," Shi Feng had a deep disappointment on his face.
"It's hard to come here, let's go around and go back!" Before Chen Jinyuan could answer, Wang Jiao on the side rushed to say.
Shi Feng rolled his eyes and shouted at Wang Jiao: "Eldest sister, what's so beautiful about a broken temple, it's not that I haven't been here before!" Do you still expect to find any martial arts secrets in this temple, and after practicing it, you will be invincible in the world and immortal? ”
Zhang Wei said: "Hehe, it would be better if there was another 'A Chinese Ghost Story'!" ”
"I said viagra, I can't see that your kid is really stuffy, like you are so strong, the female ghost must like it when she sees it!" Shi Feng said with a grin.
"Grass, just like you, even if there are ghosts, you are too scared to come out!" Zhang Wei retorted.
"You two fetal gods, don't talk about the eldest brother, the second brother, it's all the same goods, hurry up, find some entertainment!" Chen Jinyuan saw that the two of them were arguing, and hurriedly interrupted.
"Brothers, come on, come on, clean up and come out, take out all the tickets on your body, let's cheat Jinhua!" Shi Feng shouted, swept away the dead branches and leaves on the ground with his feet, and was not too dirty, sat down cross-legged, took out a deck of playing cards from his coat pocket, and prepared to gather to gamble.
Everyone has responded, in the land of Bashu, gambling has become the surname of the people of Shu, if you live in Bashu, you can't play cards and mahjong, you will definitely be discriminated against. Chen Jinyuan didn't think it was interesting to play two games, so he glanced at Xu Meng beside him, Xu Meng smiled knowingly, and the two went out of the temple gate together.
"Wow, they've grown so tall!" Xu Meng looked at a poplar tree in front of him, and he could vaguely distinguish a few words engraved on it, with the names of Chen Jinyuan and Xu Meng on it, or Chen Jinyuan came quietly to carve it later, and there were two villains engraved next to it, one arrow wearing two hearts. However, because the poplar tree has grown up, the words are stretched out, and it is a little blurry. Thinking of the scene when he quietly came to engrave words, he felt that he was innocent and funny at that time, and Chen Jinyuan's face was a little red.
(The old ghost begs for a collection and a recommendation, bye-bye-bye-knock-knock!) )
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