Volume 2 Death in the Ordinary Chapter 5 Broken Temple
In the middle of the night, in a dilapidated Mazu temple, faint flames appear and disappear.
The little monk sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire with a blue nose and swollen face, today's experience made him very uncomfortable, these three people were too shameless, they said that they had a good duel, but they even flickered and sneak attacked, and they also beat in groups.
"Tell me what the Guardian has left for you. Qin Hao had some expectations, he believed that the old man who guarded the spirit usually didn't look out of tune, but he definitely left good things for himself, which were of great use.
The yellow-haired and green-haired person is holding a big crab, gnawing on the mouth full of oil, and there is a special dipping sauce from the snack bar in front of him, which looks ugly.
Looking at the three people in front of him, the little monk shook his eyebrows listlessly, annoying them very much, wishing they would leave quickly.
"Well, take it yourself. β
He raised his head succinctly, not bothering to move.
Qin Hao glanced at him, said his gaze, and came to the statue of Mazu, where there were all kinds of chaotic household garbage, and on closer inspection, there was a rather large black cloth bag in the middle.
Qin Hao looked at the pile of household garbage, frowned at the aunt's towel with a little red in the middle, and turned around and shouted, "Huang Mao, come on, take the things." β
"Okay. Yellow Fur put down the crab and trotted to get something.
didn't think much about it, Huang Mao picked up the garbage, carried the black cloth bag in his arms, and smiled at Qin Hao.
"Gone. β
Seeing that Huang Mao was holding something, Qin Hao nodded with satisfaction and beckoned Green Mao to leave.
The little monk looked at the three people who were leaving, his eyes were complicated, he pondered, and finally opened his mouth and shouted, "You and I will meet again, see you on the battlefield." β
Qin Hao, who had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, was stunned, turned his head to look at the little monk, and sighed and said, "We are also fated, I advise you, go back and put on shoes, it's really tasteful." β
Ha ha.
The yellow-haired green fur laughed mercilessly, and the green-haired still pinched his nose and grimaced.
Little Monk: &%#~*......
Qin Hao was in a good mood, and took advantage of the night to hum a little song.
However, what he never thought was that one day in the future, he would be saved by the little monk, that day, Qin Hao was ready to die, but before he died, the little monk covered in blood appeared, and when he saw Qin Hao who was tied up with five flowers, the first thing he did was to stick the blackened soles of his feet on Qin Hao's face......
After Qin Hao and the three left, the little monk's face returned to compassion, and he looked at the dilapidated statue of Mazu standing beside him, he folded his hands and chanted "Amitabha".
Then, he closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently, and after a mantra that was around his mouth, he seemed to be dead, his body without the slightest sign of life.
I don't know how long it took, the abnormal change protruded, originally his skin was white and red, but suddenly, from the shallow, the whole body seemed to be sprinkled with ink, if it wasn't for the robe he was wearing, I am afraid that in the dark night, no one would be able to see him clearly.
At the same time, dense dots of light appeared on his body, swaying with a faint light.
I saw that the light condensed, and in front of the dead body, an illusory figure appeared, exactly the same as his appearance, even wearing a shabby robe, barefoot, and even the same demeanor and charm.
I saw this illusory little monk stomp his feet violently, and around this ruined temple, there were a large number of black shadows floating around, coming and going without a trace, these black shadows were obviously stunned, and they actually retreated back in unison.
"You, come here, ask you a few words. β
The little monk's face was calm, his face was neither sad nor joyful, he stretched out his hand and pointed at one of the black shadows, ordering it to enter the temple and come to him.
The chosen black shadow trembled visibly, and wanted to turn around and run away, but the body seemed to be moving forward again, as if it could not resist what the little monk said.
By the bonfire, when the shadow drifted into the temple, it was a child of about five or six years old, dressed in extremely bright red satin, and his calf was empty, floating in the air like that.
What's even more strange is that he has no facial features on his face, like a blank piece of paper, pale and infiltrating.
The child came to the temple in fright, and knelt down directly in front of the little monk, shaking violently, and his faceless facial features was always looking at the ground.
However, the little monk's face was still calm, and he seemed to be surprised by everything in front of him.
He looked at the red-clothed child, groaned for a while, and said slowly, "Little ghost, don't worry, I don't have time to bully you, master, I have no time to bully you, ask you something, and say that there will be a reward, if you dare to deceive." β
As he spoke, the little monk made a gesture in front of his neck.
The red-clothed child trembled even more, his already pale face seemed to be frightened a little whiter, and he nodded wildly, for fear of upsetting the little monk.
The little monk nodded, satisfied with the child's actions.
"Something strange has happened here in recent days. The little monk stared at the child kneeling in front of him, or the little ghost in red.
I saw that the little ghost put his face on the ground, and scenes appeared on the ground, all of which were some strange things that happened during this time.
It's like watching the lights, the picture jumps quickly, and it's extremely blurry, you can only see a rough idea, and what you see the most is that these days, there are constantly powerful people coming here, and after a short rest, go further south.
The little monk couldn't take his eyes off it, his face showed a look of thought, and suddenly, two very strange figures appeared on the screen.
A young man dressed as a Taoist priest, carrying a big banner on his back, his expression was very stiff, and he was in a state of smirking, and he was followed by a little girl in green, delicate like a porcelain doll, but I don't know if it was led astray by the Taoist priest, it was originally a good-looking little girl, but she has always been naΓ―ve, one big and one small smirk, hehehe.
"Stop. The little monk waved his hand.
The little imp had a good eye for showing the scenes of this strange combination.
The little monk looked at the two people in the picture, and there was a trace of confusion on his face, it was really that these two people were too ordinary, just from the picture, there was nothing strange about it, maybe it was because of the natural dissatisfaction with the awesome Taoist priest.
Inadvertently, after taking a look at these two people, he immediately found the problem, just from the appearance, these two people have a mysterious charm up and down, and this feeling is also in the little monk himself, so he took a closer look and saw the problem.
In particular, a Taoist priest with a little girl, actually went further south, you know, Hainan Island is basically the southernmost point of China, and then go south, is the endless sea, only the islands scattered in it, if it is an ordinary person, dare to go south.
At the end of the picture, it was the two strange ones who boarded a big ship, and the big ship started and sailed towards the blue sea and blue sky to the south.
I don't know if it's an illusion, the little monk only thinks that the Taoist priest inadvertently made a grimace, yes, to show himself.
At the end of the picture, the little ghost didn't dare to move, lying on the ground, his face against the ground, motionless.
"Get up. β
After a long time, the little monk waved his hand and motioned for the little ghost to get up, and from those pictures, he had to see extremely interesting information, which was brewing repeatedly.
Looking at the little ghost who was a little panicked, he flicked his fingers, and a point of light merged into the little ghost's body, and the little face, which was originally blank, grew illusory facial features under the squirming for a short time.
It can be seen that the little ghost is overjoyed, and he doesn't seem to be used to the use of these objects, his smile is slightly stiff, and his eyes and eyebrows are about to be twisted together.
He immediately knelt down, bowed to the little monk, and said very exposedly, "Xie Shengsheng pointed his finger." β
Looking at the little ghost who was grateful to him, the little monk waved his hand impatiently.
In the end, the little ghost left satisfied, and the illusory figure of the little monk came to the main body, stepped in, and merged with the body that had always been motionless.
When the two sides were completely united, the little monk's body turned from deep to shallow, and returned to that compassionate appearance.
The closed eyes opened, like two sharp swords shot in front of him, and two holes the size of goose eggs immediately appeared in the already rotten floor tiles.
The little monk got up, looked at the south, and muttered to himself, "It's a little interesting, the little master also came to participate in the peace." β
In the middle of the night, the clouds seemed to lose the color of the day. There was a gray patch everywhere, and I saw that in this sky, there was a person sitting cross-legged, and the lotus flower under him was shining with golden light, carrying the little monk straight to the south.
In the clouds, he shouted "Master is here!!"