The other three people and a dog had lunch at a villager's house with the light of the fat Taoist priest, and hurriedly walked in the direction of the Dragon King Temple. The villagers didn't ask them what they were doing at the Dragon King Temple, and a simple villager warmly entertained everyone. The villager pulled the fat Taoist priest again and said, "This Taoist chief, there has been a thief who steals wine and dogs in this village recently. ”

"It's okay, I'll just stay here for a day and leave, that thief shouldn't be so powerful, so he found my old dog." Fat Taoist Li Xiaoyao hurriedly shook his head and said to the villager.

Before they left, the villagers really told them to take care of their yellow dog, and they didn't feel the slightest wonder why the four of them didn't ask about this strange thief.

After the four people and one dog left, the villager sent his mother-in-law to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and he happily went to the neighborhood to show off that his family had just received a fairy.

The Dragon King Temple in Shuangzhong Village is on top of a hill in the east of the village, and Ye Yinfeng and the others came out of the village and walked for nearly half an hour to come to this hill.

However, I saw that there was a small temple that was not very big on this small hill, and the small temple was facing the river, guarding this small Shuangzhong Village like a guardian god.

As the name suggests, the Dragon King Temple is a small temple built spontaneously by the villagers to pray for the safety of the Dragon King, and most of the villages near the river will have some such small temples built, which are related to water, in order to pray for the safety of the villages along the river due to less flooding.

Four people and one dog, when he climbed the hill, the little fat man Li Congjia was already out of breath, where could he bear this kind of crime who had never suffered since he was a child. Besides, he is not a martial cultivator, he does not have the physique of a martial cultivator at all, and his body is fat, so he climbed the small mountain bag with a roll. As soon as he reached the top of the hill, he sat down on a large stone in front of the Dragon King's Temple.

And Ye Yinfeng and Li Xiaoyao looked up at the Dragon King Temple, and kept looking here. The old man Dugu did not come to this temple with them, but stayed by Li Congjia's side.

The Dragon King Temple is not big, the temple is about three zhang high, the red brick and blue tile structure, the temple has no plaque and no temple name. The temple gate is a large wooden door with vermilion lacquer, and there are two small circular holes above the temple door, and the square of the whole temple looks like a human face. There is a copper bell hanging on the top of the temple on the top of the bucket, the river wind hits, a crisp and pleasant bell rings, the bell makes people feel uncomfortable when they sound it, as if it is like the bell of the spirit.

Ye Yinfeng and Li Xiaoyao pushed open the temple door of the Dragon King Temple, and when they stepped into the temple door, a strong smell of wine emanated from inside, mixed with some unknown smells, and that smell directly expanded the two people who entered the door. The pungent smell almost blasted the two of them out. The yellow dog seemed to sense some danger, and it barked twice in front of the temple gate, and then refused to enter.

It seems that there are no villagers to clean this Dragon King Temple recently, and there are basically no floods in winter at this time, so few people come, or maybe they are afraid that this strange person who steals wine will not dare to come to this temple.

They forcibly endured the pungent smell and looked ahead, and there was a statue of a god with teeth and claws in front of them, which should be the temple god enshrined in this dragon king temple. But it doesn't look like a dragon, maybe it's a statue made by the villagers according to their own imagination.

The temple was very dark, there were no windows at all, only a faint light shining directly from under the glazed tiles on the roof of the temple. The light shining from the glazed tiles formed a mottled group of light in this temple, one in the east and one in the west. The offerings on the offering table in front of the idol were long gone, and only a few bare plates were left on the table.

There was an eerie feeling in the dim temple, the pungent smell kept rushing at the two of them, and the smell of wine lingered for a long time.

Ye Yinfeng frowned and said, "Fat Daoist, looking at this situation, that strange man should not have left this Dragon King Temple, but I don't know where he is at the moment." ”

Li Xiaoyao ignored the other party, he narrowed his eyes that were almost drowned in his fat face, and kept scanning around, he was looking for the source of the smell of wine, and the source of the pungent smell.

In fact, whether it was him or Ye Yinfeng, the two of them felt that there was a trace of blood mixed in this pungent smell, and this bloody smell was not from other animals, but from humans. It's just that the smell of blood is masked by another pungent smell, and you can't really smell it if you don't look closely.

They looked at each other and cautiously walked inside from either side of the statue. They went round each side of the idol, and there was a small patio in front of them, and after crossing the small patio, there was another idol standing directly in front of them. The statue was more solemn than the one that had just entered the door, this idol was neither a dragon king with a blue face and a fanged face, nor an immortal with a bone, but a rich and noble woman in white.

It turned out to be a statue of Guanyin, this statue did not have an offering table before, but there were three Pu groups under the statue, and one of them had a black figure crossed on top of it. Judging from the back, the man should be wearing a robe, but the robe is very tattered. The man's messy hair was draped down, and he looked particularly weird.

For the black-robed man who suddenly appeared and sat cross-legged, Ye Yinfeng and the others were obviously taken aback. At first, they thought it was some kind of ghost, but they were so frightened that their hearts trembled. It was only the faint breathing sound of the man who was kneeling under the statue of Guanyin that brought the two people back to their senses, and then they felt that this was not a ghost, but a living person. No wonder this person is the strange man who steals wine and dogs, and the same question arises in their hearts at the same time.

Since the other party is not some kind of ghost, then they have nothing to fear. It's just that they wonder why he didn't hear the man's breathing when he entered the temple gate. According to the statue, it is only a few zhang away from the temple gate, and such a close distance is easy to find with their internal force cultivation. Unless the other party knows where he is coming and holds his breath.

It's just that there doesn't seem to be such a strong pungent smell here, but there is more of a smell of alcohol. It's just that the smell of blood on that person's body seems to be stronger, could it be that this person is seriously injured. The two of them walked behind the man suspiciously, and at the same time, their whole bodies were full of true qi, and they were on guard wholeheartedly, Ye Yinfeng grabbed the 'Bladeless' sword in his hand with a backhand.

"You're here." A faint voice emanated from the man, revealing an endless sense of desolation, but also a slight surprise.

As soon as Ye Yinfeng heard that voice, his brain exploded, like an explosion. The voice was so familiar, and he looked at the man's back carefully, and found that the back also gave him a familiar feeling.

Li Xiaoyao frowned, and his eyes looked at the man's back without blinking.

Ye Yinfeng's hand holding the sword began to tremble, and his breathing began to become rapid, but he still didn't act rashly, just looked at the man's back in a daze.

For a while, it was very quiet in the temple, and even the cold wind outside was gone. Above the ground was the dim light that dappled from the glazed tiles of the roof. In front of the man, there were several broken wine jars under the statue of Guanyin, and the wine had long since dried up, but there were still bursts of the smell of wine spreading out. The smell of wine permeated the temple, filling their sense of smell.

"Well, you've finally arrived." The man turned slowly, his movements were very difficult and slow, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight cough.

With a "boom", Ye Yinfeng's brain went blank, and the long sword in his hand also fell out of his hand, directly smashing the stone ground and sparks flew everywhere.

The man turned around, and saw that he was covered with a disheveled head, but it was difficult to hide his emaciated face, and his scruffy and shabby robe was rotten into several pieces at this time. The man's pale face and a pair of old eyes were deeply sunken, and he looked at the two of them with a smile.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't control himself anymore, he rushed towards the man with an arrow, and fell into the man's arms and cried like a child.

Li Xiaoyao's eyes were red when he saw this, and the scene in front of him made him unable to calm down for a long time.

The young man who threw himself into the man's arms had been through too much, and he still carried it on his childish shoulders all the way. After experiencing the killing of all his relatives, anyone would collapse, but the young man in front of him is as tenacious as a grass. He was carrying too much and too much weight. finally met a sloppy old Taoist priest who existed like a relative, and his fragile heart seemed to find a support. The grief and indignation have also found an outlet after the wind and rain along the way, and the grief and indignation are like the flood that bursts the embankment, going down the embankment, surging endlessly for a long time.

The man was none other than the sloppy old Taoist priest, and a slight joy appeared on his face at the arrival of the two, and his pale face began to blush a little. He patted the shoulders of the young man in his arms, but there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but it was difficult to hide his kind look.

Li Xiaoyao was shocked when he saw this, he stepped forward quickly, squatted down and grabbed one of the sloppy old Taoist priest's hands with one hand. He tightly clasped the pulse of the other man's hand in his hand, but he couldn't feel the pulse beating in that hand, like a dead branch. The pulse on the opponent's hand had already stopped beating, and he tried to output true qi from his palm and rush straight towards the opponent's hand.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head at him and sighed: "It's useless, this is my calamity, I'm here to wait for your arrival, so as to explain some things after death." ”

After speaking, he had a slight cough, but the cough woke up Ye Yinfeng, who was crying in his arms. With his red and swollen eyes open, he got up and took a few steps back.

Ye Yinfeng knelt down heavily on his knees, he knocked his head three times on the ground, and muttered in his mouth: "No, Ye Yinfeng has seen the master. ”

"Silly boy, get up quickly, the man has gold under his knees, how can he kneel casually." The sloppy Taoist stretched out a pair of trembling hands to touch the young man's head, and said pityingly, and after saying that, there was a slight cough, but this time the cough seemed to be more violent.

"Kneel down to heaven and earth, kneel down to parents, and then kneel to the master, this is as it should be, but the disciple is too late to let the master suffer." Ye Yinfeng didn't want to get up for a long time, how could he not see that this old Taoist priest was seriously injured, almost to the point of running out of oil and running out. Grief and indignation couldn't help but rise, and tears flowed down again.

"Senior brother." Li Xiaoyao let go of the sloppy Taoist's hand, took a few steps back, and made a big salute to him.

"Very good, you are all grown up, so I can rest assured, silly boy, you can get up first. It's just that I don't know if you deserve the word master or not. ”

The old Taoist priest sighed, and he hurriedly told Ye Yinfeng to get up, but the stubborn young man refused to get up. Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao pulled the young man up and shouted in his ear: "The man bleeds without tears, look at you like this, won't you take revenge for your master's revenge, just how can you take revenge based on your appearance, and the blood revenge of your family annihilation, do you want to take revenge." ”

Li Xiaoyao's shout was like a thunderbolt from the sky, waking up the young man who was grieving.

Ye Yinfeng still had two lines of tears on his face, he quickly stood up, his eyes shot out of the terrifying essence that made people palpitate, and he was a hideous and evil appearance of killing gods and killing Buddhas.

The little fat Taoist priest's gaze met his terrifying gaze, and his heart was inexplicably terrified. He felt a strong murderous aura from the other party's body, and that murderous aura was as cold as ice, like the condensation of bursts of evil qi radiating from the Nine Shadows Yama Palace. Suddenly, the temple was filled with an endless chill and a murderous aura that made people's hearts palpitate.