Xie Tian looked up at the sky and said to everyone: "It's going to rain, hurry up and find a place to shelter from the rain!"

There is a bridge on the road leading to the main hall, and the horse's hooves clatter on it, making a clear echo, although the temple is dilapidated, but the main hall is good, and there is a pile of ashes in the middle, it seems that there are often merchants here to rest.

Everyone quickly entered the hall, and the crescent moon picked up the wood fire with her hands and feet, and lit a fire, looking at the warm fire, everyone's hearts were steady.

Found a hanging pot, Liu Zongting took some water from the well and hung the pot on the fire, and took out a bag of tea leaves and threw it into the pot, and after a while, a tea fragrance floated in the hall.

Picked up a few bowls, and everyone shared the tea, everyone smiled and drank the tea, after a lightning, the rain poured down, there was a noise outside the hall, a few foot merchants rushed in with banana leaves on their heads, and were slightly stunned after seeing the firelight.

"Immortals, monsters?"

Seeing that no one paid attention, the questioning man smiled, said thank you, and then waved his hands and shouted: "Come in, a group of mutes will come here to shelter from the rain first!"

Then came a bookkeeper, then a cook, and then two liba, carrying an incense tent, in which lay a lazy woman, and finally a monk.

Mr. Bookkeeper saluted Xie Tian and the others and said, "I hope Your Excellency doesn't have the same knowledge as that guy, he is a rough man!"

"Is there anyone? Where is it?" Xie Tian said with a smile, "I heard a few brute voices just before you, but it was fine!"

The man in the tent retreated to the incense tent with a smile, and whispered to the people inside about the situation in the hall, the woman in the incense tent waved her hand, and Liba found a corner to put down the incense tent, and then began to prepare firewood and water.

The guy who asked first ran over as if he was fine, and said with a smile: "Your tea is also boiled, and the fire and pot are borrowed." ”

I didn't care if anyone agreed, I took the pot directly, scooped up the rice, and started cooking, and the chef dressed up the man took out the board, kitchen knife, vegetable meat and some seasonings from the package behind him, and the table tennis was busy, Liba set up a pot next to it, and burned a fire, and in a moment, the fragrance in the hall was permeated, and the three dishes and one soup were ready!

In the midst of everyone's dumbfounding, an iceberg-like beauty came out of the incense couch, and the bookkeeper brought a stone, put a cushion on it, and served her a bowl of rice, and the iceberg beauty ate the meal in small bites.

Those meals seem simple, but in such an environment you can still eat hot rice, it really doesn't feel ordinary cool, the hot tea that was originally drunk fragrant was tasteless in an instant, Doudou looked at Xie Tian with some complaints, as if to say: You see, you see, this is home travel life!

The iceberg beauty stopped her chopsticks and looked at Aunt Wu, Yu Mu and Xiaomei, and Mr. Bookkeeper immediately walked over, took out a few pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and sent them over with food.

"My master invited a few female guests, you're welcome!" Aunt Wu looked at Xie Tian, Xie Tian gave her a permissive look, and the three of them used it slowly.

After the iceberg beauty finished eating, several other people, including the monk, came over, a gust of wind swept the rest of the meal into the stomach, hiccuped and cleaned up the pots and bowls, the monk met everyone's surprised eyes with his hands together, and read: "Amitabha, the poor monk is not taboo, not taboo, good luck!"

Doudou's eyes widened, I'll go, when will a monk be able to eat meat so with such peace of mind? Doubts are doubts, the Buddha doesn't care, and it is not his turn to care.

After eating, by the light of the fire, I looked around at the main hall, the golden body of the Buddha statue in the main hall has been broken, and there is no previous appearance of great compassion and universal sentient beings, and the face is a little hideous.

The rain came and went quickly, but at the time of a meal, the wind stopped raining, the stars came out of the clouds, blinking mischievously, the moonlight sprinkled a dust and silver frost at the entrance of the hall through the towering old locust tree, the temperature in the air did not rise because of the stop of the rain, but became more and more cold, the original frog chirping and insect chirping also suddenly fell silent at this moment, and the atmosphere of the hall suddenly became weird.

Lao Niubi poured two bowls of tea, and said quietly: "Yin Huai, remnant temple, ancient well, big murderer, it seems that we have entered the ghost cave!"

The little sister entered the industry late, and she was very taboo about ghosts, her timid eyes swept to the hall, and she quickly moved closer to Xie Tian, who hugged her into his arms, patted her on the back, and whispered that it was okay!

A gust of wind blew into the main hall, blowing the fire into a flickering light, and the little sister couldn't help but scream! A puff of smoke suddenly rose from the ancient well under the locust tree, and the smoke left the mouth of the well, fell outside the main hall, and slowly dispersed, and out of the smoke came a pretty woman, dressed in plain clothes, with black hair like a waterfall.

She held a pipa in her arms, her slender fingers flicked, and a piano sound sounded, the melody was like crying, her lips opened lightly, and she sang a paragraph to the sound of the piano.

The lyrics are simple and clear, that is, she was insulted by the monks of the temple when she made a wish and prayed for blessings in the temple, and threw herself into the ancient well.

Thinking that he had just drunk the water from the well, Xie Tian was a little sick to his stomach, but looking at the few people who were vomiting, his heart felt a lot more comfortable.

"Do you want me to help you get revenge?"

Xie Tian asked, after singing a song, the woman holding the pipa smiled and said: "That's not necessary, I have already avenged my revenge, but I am a little lonely and lonely, I want to find someone to chat with and complain!"

The monk recited "Amitabha" and stepped forward and said: "It's not right to destroy your innocence, but why do you want to destroy a temple and kill in vain, so that you will fall into the ghost path and never be reborn!"

"Another bald donkey with false compassion, do you know what the expression of this temple was when they learned that the little girl had been humiliated?

As he spoke, his face became hideous, the sound of the piano was rapid, and his figure floated to the monk like smoke, stretched out his pale hand, and grabbed the monk's throat.

Don't look at the young age, he is still a wine and meat monk, but when he encounters the attack of a female ghost, he shows an absolute superior demeanor, he closes his eyes and crosses his knees, sings the Buddha horn in his mouth, a soft light emanates from his body, and the colorful lotus seat is hidden under his knees.

"Attained monk, no wonder you are so calm!" As soon as the female ghost's pointed nails touched the soft light, it made a sizzling sound, emitting a puff of black smoke, as if it had been burned by fire.

The female ghost quickly retreated, and her body like smoke instantly appeared next to the ancient well, and the pipa in her arms sounded ding-dong, and a pair of rotten hands stretched out from the edge of the ancient well, and a zombie dressed like a monk jumped out.

Half of the head was empty, like a hollowed out old stump, one of the eyeballs had fallen to the bridge of the nose, the flesh on the face was blistered like a steamed bun, the bubbles were wrinkled, and the people who had just vomited smoothly saw this thing crawling out of the well, their stomachs turned upside down, and the sound of vomiting sounded in the hall.

Many zombies crawled out of the ancient well with the sound of the pipa, jumping towards the monk one by one, and some of them rushed towards the people in the main hall.

Everyone drew their weapons and slashed at the zombies, and the knocked down zombies lay on the ground for a while and then slowly got up, and their strength was even stronger!

But thankfully he shouted, "Hit him in the head!"

Sure enough, after Liu Zongting smashed a zombie's head with a golden mace, the zombie never got up again, and the monk was not only jealous, but also not surprised, the zombie seemed to really have an enmity with the monk, and pounced on the monk in groups.

Don't taboo sing the Buddhist mantra in his mouth, Bao Xiang **, and the guy who eats meat is like two people, these Buddhist mantras echo in the hall, many zombies in the Buddhist sound of Sanskrit singing turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated in the hall, when Buji opened his eyes, the last zombie was also wiped out.

Seeing that all the zombies had been destroyed, the female ghost was also a little panicked, shook her head violently, her hair grew more than two feet, and the poisonous snake-like coil was not taboo, and the iceberg beauty vomited smoothly and shouted: "Master be careful!"

The cook and others obviously don't care about the life and death of the monk, a few people hold weapons, and protect the iceberg beauty behind them, the old cow's nose is scared enough, and a few zombies treat his bald head as a monk, and pounce on him with teeth and claws.

Fortunately, there was a false alarm, and the monk also had some means, but seeing the female ghost's hair growing wildly, the old cow's nose secretly exclaimed: "Little monk, be careful, she is going to die with you!"

Of course, Buji knew the thoughts of the female ghost, and when his hair was wrapped around his neck, the Sanskrit sound in his mouth surged up like a tide.

"Prayaparamita, Panyaparami......"

The female ghost screamed, which was so piercing that everyone's ears buzzed, and she was not afraid of her heart, and her face twitched a few times, and the figure of the female ghost disappeared.

The old cow nose shouted: "It's not good, the little monk is possessed by a female ghost!"

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes, his eyes glowed with a hint of red, and two voices of non-male and non-female voices sounded above the hall, saying at the same time: "You are all going to die!"

The Buddha and the demon are the same, and the power increases instantly, and the untaboo bald head is instantly covered with hair, like the devil in hell poking out a huge magic grasp, and the thick hair of the arm stretches out from the rolling dark clouds, and rolls towards everyone like a snake.

All the weapons moved in unison, slashing at the cloud-like hair, which obviously still had some scruples about the monk's weapons, and shrank back one after another, and then burrowed into the ground from the monk's feet, causing the ground to crack like a tide.

Xie Tian shouted: "Let's go ......" hugged the little sister and jumped up in the air, a strand of hair broke through the ground, and quickly wrapped around Xie Tian's legs.

"There is a debtor and a debtor, and you dare to harm me even if you are a ghost cultivator!" Xie Tian backhanded the arm-thick strand of hair, breaking the hair, one end fell to the ground, emitting a puff of green smoke, and the other end twisted and sank into the ground.

"Don't stop it, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xie Tian shouted, and the female ghost laughed: "You're not polite to show me, it's not taboo to be the master of the nine precepts of Buddhism, I don't believe you dare to hurt him?"