At this time, these yin spirits are more tricky than the strange fish in the Yellow River, but for Chen Fang, these things must be removed, if they are not removed, these yin spirits will be like appendages, chasing and killing themselves.

In the future, if you go to bed at night, how can these things give you such a knife?

Chen Fang thought about leaving Yunmeng Temple at this time, but as soon as he thought of it, he denied this idea, and if he left Yunmeng Temple, he would be able to avoid these things?

The sky gradually became clearer, and the sound of the back mountain gradually quieted down, and these yin spirits attacked Yunmeng Temple, which lasted all night.

At this time, everyone returned to the temple, some nuns and Wu Meiniang couldn't bear to stay up late after all, and they were all resting at this time, Huijing sat there, Dingyu and Fengyi accompanied Chen Fang, and the eunuch guarding the heir was also on Chen Fang's side, and everything was scheduled by Chen Fang.

At this time, where could Chen Fang feel the slightest sleepiness, this thing must be removed in a way, otherwise there will be endless trouble.

At this time, Chen Fang sat next to Master Huijing, and Master Huijing sat and recited the Dharma.

Chen Fang listened to the Sanskrit sound, and his mind gradually became thorough, and at this time, he would come to Yunmeng Temple to sort out all the experiences, especially the experience after encountering the yin in the mountain that day, and rolled through his mind over and over again.

What do you seem to be missing?

Sitting cross-legged, Hui Jing Fan sang, over there Ding Yu brought fast rice for Chen Fang and Hui Jing Shitai, Chen Fang looked at the fast rice, looked at Ding Yu looking at himself, waved his hand, and ate there at this time.

Chen Fang's mind was a little confused, he stood up at this time, holding the Tang knife, the Tang knife was a personal thing for Chen Fang at this time, and it was inseparable.

While holding the Tang Dao, Chen Fang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and finally understood what he had missed.

It was the broken sword, the broken sword that had been stuck in the chest of that dry bone.

At that time, the first abbot of Yunmeng Temple came to Yunmeng Mountain, found the dry bones sitting on the mountain stone, and also noticed the endless evil qi filled with the broken sword, so he put the broken sword in the rosewood box, pressed down the Buddha statue, and then buried the dry bones that went to the broken sword.

The problem is here, there was no Yunmeng Temple on Yunmeng Mountain before, that is to say, there was no ancient temple here to form a spirit in the mountains, after all, Buddhism spread to the Central Plains and Jiangnan, and that was not long ago.

Chen Fang didn't know when Yunmeng Temple was built, but he was sure that Yunmeng Temple could not have been built earlier than the time when these spirits were formed.

You must know that in the battle of Qin and Chu that year, there were countless dead bodies in the Yangtze River.

Since there was no problem in this mountain back then, why did it come out at this time, and is the answer on the broken sword?

At this time, Chen Fang grabbed a life-saving straw and was generally unwilling to give up.

Looking at Hui Jing, who was still sitting cross-legged, Chen Fang walked over.

"Mrs. Huijing, I have an idea, I don't know if it will work."

"Speak, please!"

At this time, the situation in the mountain behind Yunmeng Temple is not generally dangerous, and Hui Jing is actually a little unable to sit still, at this time, Chen Fang has a way, and Hui Jing naturally asks.

"Master Huijing, I want to see that broken sword again!"

Hui Jing looked at Chen Fang and nodded.

At this time, Ding Yufeng and Ying also followed, and the group arrived at the front hall of the Buddha, Hui Jing took out the rosewood box pressed under the Buddha statue, or the usual cumbersome process, and opened the wooden box.

The moment it was opened, the bloody aura forced everyone back a few steps.

Such a heavy bloody aura, Ding Yufeng and Ying were both seen for the first time, Chen Fang had experienced it once before, and at this time, he was still suffering from goosebumps from this bloody aura.

Hui Jing had already closed the wooden box at this time, this broken sword had been suppressed under the Buddha statue for a hundred years, but at this time, it still couldn't suppress this bloody qi at all.

"Mrs. Huijing, can you let me hold this rosewood box?"

"Don't open it!"

Chen Fang held it, and he didn't feel that there was any excessive weight in this thing, except for the weight of the wooden box itself, this broken sword should only be the weight of ordinary copper and iron.

But this thing is obviously not ordinary.

"Master Huijing, where the ancestor of Yunmeng Temple buried the dry bones back then, can the master still find it?"

"It's right in the back mountain! What can the pony do to deal with those Yin Spirits? ”

Chen Fang let out a sigh of relief, and then held the rosewood box.

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid the ancestor of Yunmeng Temple has done something wrong!"

"Amitabha, what do you mean by that?"

"This broken sword can't be pulled out of that corpse!"

At this time, Chen Fang said a word, and no one standing here was an ordinary person, and after thinking about Chen Fang's words carefully, he could also figure out what Chen Fang meant by this.

"So what do we do now?"

"Let's wait until mid-day, and then go to the back mountain to see the dry bones first!"

Chen Fang held the rosewood box in his hand, and the group waited until the sun was the strongest one day, when the sun was at its strongest, and the yang energy was the most vigorous, which could suppress the evil spirit yin energy.

At noon, the group left the Buddha Hall in the front hall, and when they got out of the Buddha Hall, Chen Fang noticed that the rosewood box in his hand trembled, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Walking in the sun, after all, the shadow in my heart has gone a little.

Dingyu and Feng took hoes, and the group went to the back mountain, where the bones were buried, Hui Jing clearly remembered that at this time, Chen Fang did not let others do it for him, he personally dug the grave.

The bones were not buried deeply, and it was obvious that the ancestors of Yunmeng Temple did not have much energy to dispose of this corpse, but just buried it and let it be buried in the ground.

At this time, the grave was opened, and a straw mat was seen, and it seems that the bones were buried at that time, and the bones were buried with grass, and the straw mat was buried in the ground for an unknown amount of time, and it had long been decayed, and the hoe touched it slightly, and it was broken.

The dry bones in the straw mat were exposed, and everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this time, where is there still a trace of dry bones in this dry bone, I saw that this dry bone has been jade at this time, revealing a bright luster, I don't know what happened, but I can feel that it is obviously different from the white bone of mortals.

A few people took out the dry bones, carefully removing the straw mat dregs and soil, at this time the dry bones have all been jaded, only the chest, a broken bone is still ordinary, this is exactly where the broken sword was inserted.

"Mrs. Shi, if you bury these dry bones again, something will definitely happen!"

Master Huijing also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and when she saw the dry bones of this jade, she couldn't uphold a Buddha's heart and was indifferent.

"Amitabha, it seems that the horse thought well, the ancestors did something wrong back then."

As soon as Hui Jing finished speaking, she saw Chen Fang move a stone from the side, and this guy directly smashed the jade white bone with a stone. However, the stone can't be smashed at all, and this bone is not generally strong.

Chen Fang took the Tang knife, and originally wanted to cut it down, but after thinking about it, he didn't split it, for fear that the bone would be too hard and knock the blade.

At this time, the blade scraped the bone, but there was no trace left, and the bone was too hard.

"Master, it seems that you can only use this broken sword! I don't know if it's useful. ”