With the gradual increase in the rain, Wei Ziyang had to speed up and rush to the mountain.

Out of the muddy path of most of the East Mountain, he walked to the top of this avenue, and this means that Wei Ziyang is very close to the top of the mountain.

Although Wei Ziyang went up to Dongshan to get rid of the black tiger before, he did not go through this journey to the top of the mountain, and the place where the evil tiger haunted was often in the deep mountains and old forests, or he went down the mountain directly to kill the people, but he almost never came to this avenue. Therefore, Wei Ziyang has never been here, and he is not very familiar with the environment on the top of this mountain.

Now that Wei Ziyang has experienced the panic scene just now, his mood is a little calmer, and now he only cares about going up the mountain to find Chen Yun'er, and other things will be talked about when the time comes.

Within half an hour, this Wei Ziyang was walking, but he was sharp-eyed to find that on the top of the mountain not far in front of him was an ancient temple that seemed to be very dilapidated. The area around the ancient temple was bare, with almost no other cover, and it looked even stranger in the wind and rain than the corpse I had seen earlier.

When Wei Ziyang saw this, he secretly cheered up again, there is such a seemingly strange temple on the top of this Dongshan Mountain, what is going on with this temple? How could I not have heard this mentioned by anyone?

Wei Ziyang walked with heavy steps and slowly approached the ancient temple.

When I got closer, I found some unusual clues about this ancient temple. That temple was not like an ordinary temple, and the other temples were usually several of them sitting together to form a complex; It is surprising that this temple is isolated from it.

The ancient temple is overgrown with weeds, and there is no decent landscape or place worth admiring, and even the wall outside the temple is collapsed, and it is covered with tiny moss and mud, which makes people look very disgusting. The temple itself is made of red bricks and white tiles, but it already shows mottled traces, and in the heavy rain, it looks even more desolate.

When Wei Ziyang saw this ancient temple, he was already secretly taken aback in his heart.

Wei is not like the Liang and Jin two countries, since the founding of the People's Republic of China to today, there is only one person in the reign of Wei Chongdi, Wei Chongdi is already more than 60 years old this year, when he was young, he let the whole country believe in Buddhism for a period of time, but soon after he ordered the demolition of this temple, do not believe in Buddhism, not only do not believe in Buddhism, but also strictly prohibit the people from believing in religion, call on the practice of martial arts as soldiers, and stop the war with war. Since then, the temples of all sizes in the country have been demolished, and decades have passed, but I did not expect that there is such an ancient temple on the top of this Dongshan Mountain. It seems that it should have been a history for a while.

Wei Ziyang stood in place and thought about it, but he was a little relieved. This Wei State's suppression of the Zongmiao is the most serious around Yecheng, and countless Zongmiao Gaotang are all wiped out in this suppression and no longer exist. However, it is not particularly positive for this kind of surrounding area like Yaxian, although some temples have been destroyed, but there must be some that remain.

Wei Ziyang looked around for a while, only to find that the rest of the top of the mountain was bare, not to mention people, not even the shadow of half a ghost, so to speak, the place of the transaction that the robbers said was in this ancient temple?

Thinking of this, Wei Ziyang couldn't help frowning, settled down, and touched the ancient temple, and when he was about to approach the door of the temple, he stopped again, thought for a while, then squatted down, walked to the door, and looked inside the temple door.

Although the walls around the ancient temple have almost collapsed, there are still some mottled stone walls behind it. Wei Ziyang came to the edge of the stone wall, exhaled a long breath in his heart, and took out the short knife he was carrying, and sharpened it towards the stone wall to prevent the battle that might happen next. As for his spear, he didn't carry it with him this time because the target was too huge.

took a sharp breath, and saw that this Wei Ziyang was soaring into the air, and suddenly he climbed over the high stone wall and came to the backyard of this ancient temple.

The backyard was not very complicated, there was only a stone path leading to the ancient temple, and nothing else.

Braving the gradually increasing rain, Wei Ziyang's heart did not cool down in the slightest, he only felt that tonight's events were too weird, first Chen Yun'er was inexplicably kidnapped, then the three unknown corpses he saw on the way to the top of Dongshan Mountain, and finally a rather strange ancient temple. These three things seem to be unrelated, but they seem to be inextricably linked, which makes Wei Ziyang puzzled.

Of course, Wei Ziyang is not a person who sits idly by, he just wants to figure out what is going on now.

Taking a long breath again, Wei Ziyang slowly walked along the stone path towards the ancient temple, holding the short knife in one hand and protecting it on his chest with the other, making a very vigilant appearance to prevent any accidents from happening.

Rainy nights, ancient temples, thunder, and a trace of cold wind accompanied by frost kept pouring on Wei Ziyang's heart.

When Wei Ziyang approached this ancient temple, he suddenly heard some voices of people talking faintly from the ancient temple, accompanied by a slight coughing sound from time to time, which made Wei Ziyang very surprised, how could there be people in this ancient temple in the wilderness? Unless there is only one possibility.

That is, the robbers who kidnapped Chen Yun'er were waiting for him in the ancient temple at this time.

Thinking of this, Wei Ziyang felt a chill in his heart, his eyes were cold, and he squatted in front of the window in the backyard of the ancient temple with his back bent and his waist down, and poked it on the window paper, looking into the ancient temple.

I saw that the candlelight in this ancient temple was faintly bright, and what caught my eye was a Maitreya Buddha placed in the middle of the main hall, and there were some tributes in front of the Buddha. In front of this Buddha, two people sit opposite each other. One person was thin and weak, wearing a gray robe, and when he looked closely, it was a bald-headed monk, who was staring at the other person with an indifferent face. The other person is holding a Qianzhi in one hand, a wooden fish is placed in front of the seat, and the other is holding a Buddha bead, his eyes are closed, his face is pale, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones.

A little monk, an old monk, is sitting in this ancient temple at this time, which makes people very strange.

I saw that the gray-clothed monk smiled at the old monk, and then said coldly: "Old fellow, don't let me ask again, you really don't know where that person is?" ”

When the old monk heard this, he didn't squeak, his eyes were still closed, and he was reciting the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

When the gray-clothed monk saw this, he raised his voice and threatened in a cold voice: "Don't let me ask a second time, do you know the whereabouts of that person?" If you keep it under concealment, I will surely leave you without good fruit to eat." ”

When the old monk heard this, he finally smiled, opened his eyes slightly, and said hoarsely: "I thought that you were quite wise and could lead me to Buddhism, but I never thought that your true purpose was like this. Then he shook his head and said abruptly: "Blame me, blame me." ”

At this time, Wei Ziyang heard it outside the window, and couldn't help frowning slightly, according to the meaning of the two monks just now, the old monk and the little monk were originally two masters and apprentices, but they didn't expect that the little monk didn't want to be a monk from the beginning, but wanted to find out the whereabouts of a person from the old monk, it seems that if the old monk doesn't say it, he will die at the hands of this little monk.

Thinking of this, Wei Ziyang couldn't help but clench the short knife in his hand, and stared at the little monk coldly, isn't this the practice of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors?

As long as this little monk dares to be a little disrespectful to the old monk, this Wei Ziyang will stand up and teach the little monk a lesson for the old monk.

But what makes Wei Ziyang strange in his heart is that it stands to reason that there should have been no monks in Wei for a long time, or is this old and young not from Wei, but a scattered monk who travels all over the world?

What worries Wei Ziyang even more is that Chen Yun'er has no trace so far, and these two monks don't seem to be the bandits who kidnapped Chen Yun'er.

Before Wei Ziyang could come back to his senses, the door of the ancient temple was suddenly pushed open, and a man came in.

The man was wearing a scarf, a green coat, and green boots, looking about twenty years old, his complexion was as clear as jade, his eyes were as beautiful as heaven and earth, clear and like a spring in the mountains, and he looked very handsome.

Wei Ziyang looked at this person, but his eyes revealed a meaning that ordinary people could not understand, his face was suspicious, and his eyes were firmly fixed on this person.

"How could it be him?"