171. Qiming Temple

The sky is slightly cool, and the silver moon is like water.

Jiang Bai ended his eyes closed and opened his eyes.

The fat man was lying on the low bed, and the futon was rolled into a ball, looking like a big zongzi.

"Wake up. Jiang Bai pulled out the quilt, and the fat man rolled around twice and fell to the ground with a strange scream.

"What time is it?" the fat man turned his head, and through the window lattice, it was pitch black outside.

"If you're not afraid of death, you can go back to sleep. Jiang Bai said indifferently, "Another one died." ”

As he closed his eyes to recuperate, he sensed footsteps and walked in a panic, from the direction of the village chief's house.

What can make the village chief so anxious, I'm afraid it's another death.

Hearing this, Wang Fatzi's expression changed, and he was excited, and his tiredness disappeared in an instant.

As dawn approaches, it's a good time to hurry.

Until the true attitude of the village chief is known, it is wise to avoid the villagers and go up the mountain.

The temple is actually not far away, as long as you pass through the farmland at the entrance of the village, and then walk a short wild road, you can find the road to the temple.

This is what Jiang Bai wrote down in the CG when he came to this dungeon.

As they walked in the dark, night was the best protective color, and no one would have imagined that the two outsiders would slip up the hill before dawn, and by the time the scorching sun hung in the sky, they would have already returned to the village.

In this way, the gods do not know, and the ghosts do not know.

Jiang Bai took out the scalpel and waved it left and right, and the emerald green leaves were swept off one after another, along with some branches of fruit trees.

There was no need to open the way ahead of him, but those poisonous insects and snakes liked to perch on the branches of trees, and the night had not yet receded, and if there was something hidden in the depths of the leaves, it would be difficult to detect even with his eyesight.

There was not even a single ghost along the way, and occasionally there were a few chirping of spirit birds, like sharp blades cutting through the silent night sky. If it weren't for the fact that the black clouds were far away and a few traces of starlight faintly fell in the sky, this road would be really difficult to walk.

At the end of the wild road was a trail that went up the mountain, but Jiang Bai stopped.

"Why did you stop?" Wang Fatzi poked his head out from behind, thinking that he had encountered some rare beast.

He has been shrinking his neck all the way, since listening to Jiang Bai tell - when exploring in the depths of the rainforest, a forest snake dozens of meters long fell from the huge tree blades and swallowed the leader of the road who walked in front - such a horror story, he always felt a little chill in the back of his neck.

It is obviously impossible for a behemoth like a tropical python to fall in such a place, but even if a younger brother like a baby snake falls, he can't handle it.

"These stone steps ......," Jiang Bai leaned down and lightly tapped the bluestone slab with his finger, "they are exactly the same as the stones used to build the altar." ”

Jiang Bai looked up at the ancient temple halfway up the mountainside, could it be that this temple and the altar used in the village for the light festival were a product of the same era?

The blue stone bricks are next to each other, straight into the mountainside, and there is a natural platform between the cliffs, and the temple is built in the center of the deep emerald surrounding.

The thousand-year-old trees on the left and right sides of the stone steps have long been intertwined, and the green canopy covers the road, and walking in it is like a world away.

It's not that big, but it's still steep, and it's hard to imagine who opened such a convenient passage a long time ago.

When he finished the last step, Wang Fatzi gasped breathlessly, although he was an extraordinary person, his physical fitness was no different from that of ordinary young people, otherwise he would not have ended up in such a situation.

Speaking of which, it's all the fault of this flesh and blood.

Wang Fatzi glanced at Jiang Bai next to him, and there was not even a drop of sweat on the flawless side face that seemed to be carved.

This guy's physical strength is too exaggerated, right?

Dr. Jiang really deserves to be a big man, and he doesn't even breathe when he climbs up the mountain.

"Something?" As if sensing Wang Fatzi's gaze, Jiang Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, and his attention was all on the torii gate in front of him.

At this time, the dawn has just dawned, and the morning light falls on the torii gate through the gap in the green leaves, glowing with bright vermilion, and a plaque is hung in the center, carved with a golden seal character - Keimeiji Temple.

This is a door, which means the boundaries of the temple, and moving forward is equivalent to entering the Kaiming Temple.

"Shall we sneak in?" the fat man whispered.

"No, we are here from afar, and of course guests visiting the host must walk through the main door openly. Jiang Bai smiled, "What's more, the master has already discovered us." ”

Gray smoke rises and a mellow smell hits the face.

In front of the hall, there is a gilded copper tripod, and in the middle is a huge pillar-like thick agarwood incense.

You can see a person standing behind the copper tripod, but the incense is too thick to see the owner's face clearly.

When he approached, Wang Fatzi froze, and his brain crashed for a while.

it!

What's going on?

Isn't this a temple?

Brother, why are you evil?

Even Jiang Bai was stunned after seeing his master's face clearly.

The man was shirtless, his flesh was tanned by the sun, and he had the realm of an ancient Buddha's golden body in the morning light.

But this man just can't be reminiscent of the word monk.

The man was wearing big red and white beach pants, kicking a pair of flip-flops, and his long flowing hair was almost falling to the ground.

"This guy is the owner...... Still tourists. Wang Fatzi whispered.

"Yes the hosts. Jiang Bai nodded, how could he run to the temple to worship the Buddha before dawn? Maybe there will be devout believers who will rush to the temple in the deep mountains to grab the incense. But the makeup of this guy in front of him is really a bit curious, and it is still far from the word piety.

"You're not a villager!" the man looked at them with an eerie glow in his eyes, as if a fanatical scientist had seen an alien with his own eyes.

"Doctor Jiang, you're right, this guy is really the master......" Wang Fatzi was speechless.

This is a mine at home, can't you think of building an ancient temple on the mountainside?

However, the next sentence of the master surprised him again.

"The poor monk is stupid. ”

As if knowing that his outfit was extraordinary, Master Ruoyu explained: "The Buddha once said that emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. The vastness of all worlds is almost eternal, and life is as small as an instantaneous. Life is not as good as being happy in time, it's just a stinky skin, why should the donor care?"

"Donor, look, isn't my hair beautiful. Master Ruoyu suddenly ruffled his long hair.

In a way, the long black hair that hangs down is indeed beautiful.

But big brother, you are not only a man but also a monk!

Where did the bewitching slut come out!

At this moment, Wang Fatzi suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Master Ruoyu's master, how resolutely can he be able to include this kind of person in Buddhism?

"Don't you still have a senior brother named Dazhi?" Wang Fatzi complained casually.

"The donor is really smart, the poor monk does have a senior brother, but the Dharma name is not great wisdom, but universal wisdom. Master Ruoyu said with a smile.