"Enlightenment!"

Immediately after, a hoarse and dull voice came from the main hall.

When this voice reached the ears of Liu Ziang and Xu Ling, both of them couldn't help frowning.

In this hoarse voice, they heard a sense of imminent death.

lifeless.

It seemed as if the sound was just coming from an empty shell.

Weak!

Aside from extreme weakness, the two of them could no longer hear anything else.

Wu Ming had long been accustomed to this extremely weak voice.

He immediately bowed his head to the temple.

"Presiding Master, it's me."

"Judging by the day, the festival in the mountain village hasn't passed yet, why did you come back?"

The weak voice came out again.

And in this weak voice, there was a lot of blame.

Wu Ming also heard it.

He bowed down again towards the temple.

"Master, things have changed in the mountain village. It is I who have come back to tell you. ”

"I also brought back two people who specialize in this kind of thing."

Unexpectedly, after Wuming's words fell, no more voices came from the hall.

Quiet!

It was so quiet that the sound of insects and ants crawling between the beams of the hall could be heard.

Even outside the temple, the squeaks of rats and insects in the mountains and forests seemed to be clearly audible.

For a long time, there was still no sound coming from the hall.

Although Wu Ming looked nervous, he just waited quietly and did not say a word.

Liu Ziang and Xu Ling also frowned slightly, not daring to make a sound.

Ling'er is very well-behaved.

She puffed out her cheeks and held her breath, not daring to catch her breath.

"Alas!"

I don't know how long it took.

A soft sigh came from inside the hall.

This sigh is like the world of a long time ago coming out through the long river of time and space.

Full of vicissitudes, full of loss.

Even, with a hint of desperation.

"Bring the guests in."

Then, the master in the temple finally spoke.

At the same time, another soft sound was heard.

It was the leaping sound of firelight.

A candle flame is lit in response.

The dim candlelight also overflowed from the temple!

Although the door of this temple has long been opened with the inexplicable wind.

But it seems that when this candlelight overflows from the temple, the inside and outside of the temple are truly connected.

Wu Ming bowed to Liu Ziang and Xu Ling at this time, and stretched out his hand to lead inward.

"Brother Liu, Miss Xu, please come in."

Liu Ziang and Xu Ling nodded to Wuming at the same time, and then they both took Ling'er's hand and took a step.

He crossed the threshold and stepped into the temple.

The main hall is quaint.

In the middle of the hall, there is only one statue.

It's not a statue of the Buddha.

And a statue holding a pestle to subdue demons, stepping on the red devil's angry eyes of the king.

Except for the main image, there are no secondary gods on the left and right sides.

In the entire hall, there is only one statue.

The statue is made of clay and has no golden body.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the colors on it are already mottled!

However, this mottled color, in the dim candlelight, made the idol even more sinister.

And it is obviously in the temple, and there is no wind and clouds, but the fire of the candlestick under the statue of the god is not swaying for some reason.

The light danced with the flickering of the fire.

The dancing light is reflected on the angry king again, so that the king appears and disappears, fluttering, and a little mysterious.

Tantra!

This godless temple is the shrine of Tantra!

Under the statue of the god, on the side of the candle, there is an old monk.

The old monk was dressed in shabby monk's robes covered with patches.

Each patch is made of different fabrics, large and small, and varied.

This is a veritable baina garment.

It's just that this baina coat is very long, very long.

At least more than a meter of fabric was dragged to the old monk's feet!

Look at this old monk again.

He is very old, and his skin is dull and full of wrinkles.

He bowed down, as if he was going to completely hide in the candlelight that fell from the altar.

The old monk turned his back to everyone!

Although he couldn't see his face, he could tell just by looking at his back that he seemed to be seriously ill.

Even if there is no middle air, it seems to lack some vitality.

If it weren't for the fact that he was breathing, his body would still be up and down.

From a distance, this old monk is like a wood sculpture carved from rotten wood in the candlelight.

"Presiding Master!"

At this time, Goku also walked in.

Respectfully called the old master.

The old monk with his back to everyone woke up like a dream, trembled slightly, and then turned around slowly.

"Daddy!"

The moment he turned around, Ling'er suddenly lowered his voice and exclaimed.

But just as she screamed, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling raised their hands at the same time.

Liu Ziang raised his hand and gently stroked Ling'er's little head.

Xu Ling gently pressed her shoulder.

Neither spoke.

look, but it's already a little ugly!

When the old monk turned his back to them, both of them were curious.

But at this moment, both of them were already frowning.

One of them had a solemn face.

One of them looked suspicious.

"Liu Ziang, his eyes?" Xu Ling's voice came out.

The old monk was old, his face was full of wrinkles, and his skin was dark.

And his appearance is not like the appearance of people in the Central Plains.

High nose bridge, high eyebrows. The eyebrows are deep, the eyes are large, and the face is square.

This is a typical Western Regions look.

In addition, the most peculiar thing is the eyes of the old monk.

Outside the pupils of the old monk, there seemed to be a very light white gauze film.

It's like a cataract, but it's not that severe.

In his eyes, the pitch-black pupils were slightly smaller than ordinary people.

It seems that there was some kind of injury in the past!

However, in addition to being slightly smaller than ordinary people, if you look closely, you can still see that the pupils are irregular and round.

Slightly flattened, also slightly longer!

Xu Ling noticed the strange eyes of the old monk.

Liu Ziang also noticed.

He did not answer Xu Ling's question.

But when she asked, Liu Ziang slowly raised his other hand.

This hand fell to the hilt of the Pu knife across the waist!

It's just that when Liu Ziang's hand just fell on the handle of the Pu knife, the old monk just bowed his head to Liu Ziang.

He reluctantly smiled at Liu Ziang, and then asked Liu Ziang in that weak and vicissitudes of life: "Dare to ask, but Lord Liu of the Zhushen Division?" ”

Liu Ziang held the hand of the handle of the Pu knife for a moment.

"Do you know the Divine Division?"

"How can you not know?" The old monk still smiled.

Then he raised his hand and waved it towards Liu Ziang, "Lord Liu, don't be in a hurry. ”

"You must have come here for the sake of the small mountain village. If you don't study the name of the small mountain village first, you can't do the right thing. ”

The old monk didn't wait for Liu Ziang to answer, so he beckoned to Wuming again.

"Come here, boy."

Wu Ming looked at Liu Ziang strangely, and muttered secretly: "Zhu Shensi? ”

It's just that after all, he didn't get to the bottom of it.

After hearing the old monk's call, he raised his feet and walked towards the old monk.

But when he walked to Xu Ling's side, Xu Ling quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said solemnly: "Little Master......!" ”

Before Xu Ling finished speaking, Liu Ziang's chuckle came out: "Miss Xu, it's okay." After so many years, Master Wuming can prove the fruit position. I think this old master can control himself. ”

was stopped by Xu Ling, and Wu Ming showed a strange look again.

Hearing Liu Ziang's words, his expression deepened a lot.

After Xu Ling listened to Liu Ziang's words and finally let go of his hand, he quickly walked up to the old monk and said to the old monk strangely: "Master host, this?" ”

The old monk raised his hand lightly and stopped Wuming's words.

He asked, "Disciple, is your knife still sharp?" ”