"Back to the world, when the poor monk became a Buddha, he looked back at the mortal dust, unbearable the suffering of the world, and shed a drop of red dust tears to incarnate an exorcist, ten reincarnations, ten exorcisms, and now the merits are complete, and it is time to achieve positive results!"

Guanyin lowered her eyes, and her attitude respectfully made Su Duan's heart beat a little: "Now is the time of the westward journey, before the three disciples of the scriptures return to the throne, it is just right for her to be supported by the side, which can be regarded as a creation!" ”

"I see, the Bodhisattva has a heart! I wonder who your tear is turned into? Su Xuanyan's heart suddenly burst when he heard this, could it be that one?

"Hehe, her real name in this life is 'Duan Xiaoxiao', on the surface, she is the owner of a certain cottage, and there are a few trustworthy subordinates under her hands, who have exorcised all the way from the Western Regions, and now they have entered the territory of Datang!"

"Duan Xiaoxiao!?"

Su Duan was stunned for a moment before he suddenly reacted, isn't Duan Xiaoxiao the name of Miss Duan in the Journey to the West chapter on subjugating demons? Although this point is not given in the movie, if you search carefully on the Internet, you can still find relevant news.

"It's really her!"

Long before Guanyin Bodhisattva said the name of that Miss Duan, Su Duan had a guess, after all, Miss Duan's family heirloom demon collection magic weapon "Wuding Flying Ring" passed through the two masters of Miss Duan and Chen Xuanzang, and turned into a tight spell on Sun Wukong's head.

In Journey to the West, the mantra also turned into a mantra after two masters, the only difference is that the first master in Journey to the West is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

If Guanyin has no connection with Miss Duan, it is really a death to Su Duan, and I don't believe it.

Although Sun Wukong, the king of the demon king in Journey to the West, is LOW, how can he say that he also abolished the Monkey King of Heaven, and an ordinary family heirloom demon collector wants to surrender it? No way!

"Shakya, the time has not yet come, you should go back to Jinshan Temple first!" Monk Fa Ming suddenly opened his mouth and instructed Su Duan: "The poor monk pinched his fingers, Xuanzang's fate with his three apprentices should be six months later, and during this period of time, the poor monk will personally teach him!" ”

"Back to Jinshan Temple!?" Su Duan looked at Monk Fa Ming with some puzzlement, he thought that his top priority should be to lose the Exorcism Guild to inquire about the news of the nearby demons, and take their demonic energy and resentful negative energy as his own, and forge a demon heart!

"There is a silent bell in the temple, ordinary people do not ring it, you have a sense of Zen, but you can ring him, in the next six months, you ring the bell a hundred times a day, and then go out to subdue demons!"

With a smile on his face as always, Monk Faming explained: "If you blindly pursue the demonic mind without cultivating Zen and forging the Buddha's bones, you will be confused by the demonic nature and embark on the demonic path unconsciously!" ”

"Now it's getting dark, it's the right time, you go!"

"Yes, master!" Su Duan happily accepted the order.

He obeyed the words of the monk Fa Ming, as his own master, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, and how could the incarnation of the Buddhist leader Rulai be without a purpose.

Even if I don't know what the Faming monk said about the use of ringing the silent bell a hundred times a day, it is nothing more than suppressing demonic nature, exercising Zen, casting Buddha bones and other functions!

Monk Faming and Guanyin Bodhisattva said goodbye, and Su rushed in the direction of Jinshan Temple without looking back.

"Do you think he can really make it happen?" Guanyin looked at Su Duan's back and asked Fa Ming.

"It's not that he can't, but it must be him, he is the Great Ri Rulai!" The smile on Monk Fa Ming's face disappeared, and he shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Guanyin also shook his head: "unimaginable! ”

"Everything has its own number!" Monk Faming retracted his gaze, looked at Guanyin, and said with a smile: "You are willing to give up your red dust tears!?" ”

"I have become a Buddha, and I have broken the red dust, so why should I be reluctant to say it?" Guanyin smiled slightly, his figure slowly faded, and finally disappeared into the air completely: "There will be no time in the future, Shakyamuni Buddha!" ”

"Huh!"

Fa Ming lowered his head and chuckled, and then raised his eyes to look at the sky of the unknown general, the night completely retreated, the day was about to fall, the rising sun slowly rose in the east, and a soft sigh drifted away with the wind: "This piece of sky, there is a shortage!" ”

……

On the other side, Su Duan, who rushed back to Jinshan Temple, grabbed a little novice who was about to go to the morning class, and after inquiring about the direction of the silent bell, he rushed over in a hurry, and couldn't wait to try the effect of the big bell in Fa Ming's mouth!

Following the path in the temple, all the way to the backyard, I saw that the ground was overgrown with weeds and unattended, and an old bell tower stood in the courtyard.

I don't know if it's because it's abandoned, but the road to the bell tower has been covered by weeds.

With a tap on your feet, a few leaps in front of the bell tower.

"Squeak—"

Gently pushing open the door that seemed to be weak, a hoarse and piercing scream sounded, making Su Duan couldn't help frowning.

"Boom!"

In the next second, the gate collapsed directly backwards, it turned out to be in disrepair, and the connection between the door and the door frame had long been rotten!

"Ahem,, how long has it been since this has been cleaned?"

The strong wind from the fall of the gate brought up a puff of dust, which filled the air, so that Su Xuan, who couldn't avoid it, coughed, hurriedly retreated, exited the bell tower, and waited outside until the dust settled, and then dared to walk cautiously into the building.

The self-comfort with broken thoughts in his mouth said: "A bell that can't be ringed, it's good that this Jinshan Temple can continue to keep this bell tower!" Don't worry too much about it! ”

"Squeak-"

Gently stepping on the spiraling wooden staircase, a terrifying scream rang out again.

"Big brother, I call you big brother, don't collapse!"

Su Duan secretly complained in his heart, and the movements under his feet eased down a little again, for fear that the old ladder would strike completely: "This bell tower is old like this, I will go up and ring the bell again, under the sound resonance, it will not collapse directly, right?" ”

Walking to the top of the bell tower, a brass bell was displayed in front of him, the appearance was the same as what Su Duan had seen in many TV movies, and on the side of the bell, a thick wooden was suspended for the purpose of ringing the bell!

"Try it! The master said that, it shouldn't collapse! Su Duan took a deep breath and blew at the hanging wood, and suddenly there was a burst of dust: "I should have brought a rag with me!" ”

After blowing a few breaths in a row, the moon-white monk's robe on his body was dyed gray, and he reached out and tentatively touched the wood, and his fingers turned slightly gray.

"No matter, just wait for the bell to ring and take a shower!" Su Duan roared frantically in his heart, and he picked up the hanging wood and slammed it into the brass bell.

When the wood and the bell body were about to collide, his brows subconsciously furrowed slightly, for fear that a loud noise would knock his ears into a roar.

A strong sense of backlash was transmitted from the wood to the palm of the hand, and there was silence all around, and the imaginary bell that rang through the sky and earth did not appear at all.

“……”

"Huh!?"