"Huhuhu..............."

The cold wind blew, the stars dimmed at night, and the wisps of dead leaves fluttered, with a bit of dilapidation.

The dilapidated ancient temple is already a pile of ruins and broken walls outside, and many places are overgrown with weeds and have been barren.

One of the walls of the ancient temple also collapsed, but through the cracks, the faint light of the fire flickered.

When I walked in, I saw a tall monk sitting in the ancient temple.

The firewood in front of him was burning and crackling.

"Squeak Squeak ............"

A faint voice came, and at the entrance of the ancient temple, a group of three people slowly walked in from outside the door.

Two of them are weak scholars, one is a scholar and the other is a son.

And the other person is also a sideways face with a bad complexion.

"It's so shabby, there's not even a place to stay."

The unkind-faced people shouted loudly, and they were quite dissatisfied with the dilapidated state of the ancient temple.

"Brother Meng, it's enough to be able to settle down."

The young man dressed as a weak scholar said, and then looked at the monk above the fire.

"Master, I'm passing by here, but it's the wrong place to stay, and I want to stay here for one night."

"The donor is polite, if you want to meet, it is fate, please."

The monk who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes slightly, chuckled lightly, and waved his hand, but he had already calmed down again.

"A good encounter is fate, but I didn't expect that I would be associated with the temple again."

At the door, there was a sudden sound.

The next moment, the monk with closed eyes opened his eyes instantly, and a trace of surprise flashed, but he quickly calmed down.

The three scholars turned their heads curiously.

"Step on ......... Trample......... Step ............"

With the sound of slight footsteps, a handsome monk walked slowly.

"Another monk!"

The big man complained in his mouth, and there was unhappiness in his eyes.

"Amitabha, the donor has a face."

The arriving monk said slowly, chuckling lightly.

The person who came was none other than Fahai, who traveled all over the world.

Passing by this place, I noticed the mystery of this place, so I naturally came to check it out.

"Whether it's a monk, a scholar, or a butcher, since you meet, it's fate, why care about the appearance of all beings."

Fahai Haikou said, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on the monk beside the fire.

At this moment, the latter also opened his eyes and smiled at Fahai.

"What the little donor said is reasonable."

The weak scholar groaned, but agreed with it.

For a while, there was silence in the field.

"This mural is also interesting!"

Standing up slightly, Fahai walked straight to the mural, although the ancient temple was broken, but the murals on both sides were exquisite, vivid.

As soon as Fahai exited, the two weak scholars on both sides also walked over.

"Childe, look, this mural seems to be alive."

The scholar exclaimed, and the weak scholar on the side also showed joy, and nodded hurriedly.

"It's so vivid and lifelike, it's really a masterpiece."

The weak scholar is a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam, and when he saw this mural at this moment, he was naturally instantly attracted.

"Buzz ..............."

In an instant, there was a faint light on the mural, and the next moment, the human race on the mural seemed to come to life.

Under the golden light, inside the ancient temple, countless fairies in the paintings flew out and fluttered above the ancient temple.

"Oh my God, this is the fairy in the painting."

The scholar exclaimed, and the big man and the weak scholar on the side had already indulged in it.

"Whew...... Shout......... Shout......... Whew............"

The aura slowly converged, and the fairies in the painting flew back one by one, and for a while, the fairyland emerged.

The three weak scholars seemed to be fascinated by the fairyland at this moment, and their bodies walked over step by step uncontrollably.

"Buzz.........

The next moment, the figures of the three of them were directly engulfed by the fairyland, and the aura was completely retracted and dimmed.

On the vivid mural, there are three more figures, none other than the three weak scholars.

Fahai on the side watched this scene quietly, and had already guessed it in his heart. Funny

Painting the world of the wall?

"Master, don't you go in together?"

Turning back slightly, Fahai asked the great monk.

"Illusion is born from the heart, and there is no illusion without desire."

The great monk shook his head, but then closed his eyes again and meditated on the Buddha.

"Is it a fantasy?"

Fahai thought thoughtfully, looked at the mural in front of him, and muttered for a long time.

In the end, he smiled calmly.

"The Buddha sits in his heart, so why ask the Buddha again."

After saying that, Fahai was open in his heart and stepped directly into the mural.

Inside the ancient temple, tranquility was restored again.

The great monk in front of the fire raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

Within the illusion

"Brother Zhu, shouldn't we be in the ancient temple? Where is this? ”

The big man with a martial arts was panicked at the moment and asked the scholar on the side.

But in an instant, they came here from the ancient temple.

A few people are just ordinary people, how can they not panic.

"yes, Childe, we're not going to hit ghosts, are we?"

The scholar on the side looked around weakly, a little worried.

The weak scholar was also a little panicked at the moment.

But familiar with the way of Confucius and Mencius.

I know that the son is silent, and the strange power is confused!

What the hell is there at this time.

However, he couldn't interpret the scene in front of him.

"What a paradise."

Just in the circle of the three of them, there was an exclamation behind them.

The three of them hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw Fahai walking slowly.

"Little donor, are you here too?"

When scholar Zhu Xiaolian saw Fahai, he was overjoyed and hurriedly walked over.

"When I saw the three donors come in, I was curious, so I followed."

Fahai smiled lightly, and as soon as he entered this illusion, he sensed wisps of immortal energy.

This place is not ordinary.

"Come in? Where do you think we're in? ”

"In the mural."

Fahai didn't hide it, and directly pointed it out.

Even if you don't say it, these people will find out if they stay for a few days.

"Murals?"

Zhu Xiaolian and the others were stunned, they never thought that they would actually enter the world of murals.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaolian looked at the scene around him and thought thoughtfully.

Isn't that what you saw on the mural before?

"Little donor, how can we get out?"

The scholar panicked, but his son-in-law went to Beijing to take the exam, how could he be in the mural.

"yes, how can I get out?"

Meng Longtan on the side also spoke up.

He still has a lot of life to enjoy, how can he stay here.

"It's easy to get out."

Fahai smiled slightly, but his eyes looked at one place with deep meaning.

"But are you really sure you want to go out?"

When the words fell, the three of them were stunned and were about to say something.

I saw a touch of fragrance coming to my face, and the sound of warblers and swallows came from afar.

The three of them suddenly turned their heads to look, and saw a group of fairies in the painting, smiling at the moment, slowly coming.

The fragrance was fragrant, and the beauty was current, and the three of them were stunned.

Fahai looked at this scene and shook his head slightly.

After all, it's still a beauty town, a cave of ecstasy!