Chapter 355: The Mural

"God help me!"

He couldn't help laughing, and shook the three dice vigorously, and then placed them on the table with confidence.

Immediately, he didn't even lift the lid and looked at the monk opposite excitedly, shouting, "You lost, you can return all my money quickly!" ”

"Oh? Donor, you haven't uncovered this yet, how do you know that it's the monk and I lost? The fat monk looked puzzled.

Zhu Hu was a little anxious, and couldn't help shouting: "Isn't this nonsense!" Even if I'm all three ones, I'm definitely older than you! Aren't you doomed? Do you want to play tricks?! ”

"But I don't think so, monk. You might as well uncover it and take a look, who is the biggest? The fat monk clasped his hands in front of his chest and said with a smile.

"Isn't this an extra move for you, is it possible that three dice can be smaller than two?"

Zhu Hu was a little impatient, and thought that the other party was deliberately hard-mouthed, so he reached out to open his lid, wanting to convince the other party.

It's just that when he unveiled it, not only did he have round eyes and look extremely shocked, but even the fox friends behind him also screamed as if they had seen something incredible.

I saw that the three dice were neatly stacked in a row at this moment, and only the number "one" on the top dice happened to be facing up!

"This, this, this...... How is this possible! Zhu Hu couldn't help but stammer, his whole person was like being struck by lightning, and his brain was blank in place.

The fat monk couldn't help grinning, his face was a little cold: "You lost, donor, you threw one, which is smaller than the monk and my two!" ”

"If you want to lose the bet, donor, you can leave everything you have here......"

"I ...... I ......"

Zhu Hu couldn't help but hang his head, and reluctantly put all the money on the table that he had finally gotten back and hadn't been hot, turned around and walked out with a sigh.

It's just that at this time, he was full of thoughts about how to explain to the lady when he went back, and he didn't notice that the fox friends behind him didn't follow, but the monk gradually left the gambling table, and slowly followed as if he had bad intentions.

In the hazy night, the fat monk's face became more and more pale with blood, white like a demon, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at his back viciously, as if he was floating when he walked, and his footsteps did not make a sound even if they passed the fallen leaves on the ground......

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When Zhu Hu walked out of a distance, he suddenly vaguely sensed that something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it. At this time, I heard a slight strange movement behind me, and subconsciously looked back, but I was startled by the black shadow that suddenly appeared behind me at some point, and the previous drunkenness had not completely dissipated, and I almost fell to the ground with weak legs.

It's just that when he came back to his senses and looked carefully at night, he was a little stunned to see that the black shadow was actually the old monk who had been sweeping the floor outside the door of the main hall that he had seen during the day!

At this time, I saw that the other party was like the day, his face was wrinkled like the bark of an old tree, and he was leaning on his back, holding a bamboo broom in his hand, and he was slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, and the broom made a slightly harsh friction sound when it crossed the stone slab on the ground, which was particularly penetrating in the cold silence of the night.

"Old monk, why do you want to sweep the floor here at night so much!"

Zhu Hu was relieved when he saw that it was a person, and then he asked with some shame because of his embarrassment.

"Donor, be careful when walking at night." The old monk glanced at him and said slowly.

"Of course I know that, I don't need you to remind me!"

Zhu Hu was already depressed because of the empty bamboo basket before, and naturally he didn't have good words at this time, so he said a little impatiently.

"Donor, the poor monk can see that you have a lot of resentment in your heart, if you are not in a hurry, you might as well wait here for a while to calm down, and then go down the mountain after a while, otherwise the mountain road will not be safe at night......"

The old monk didn't care about his attitude, but suddenly persuaded him, as if he meant something.

"I ......" Zhu Hu glanced at him a little inexplicably, thinking that this monk was quite eccentric, and it was just during the day, and now he was full of nonsense. If it weren't for the wonderful persuasiveness in the other party's words, he would subconsciously feel quite reasonable and unable to refute it, and almost wanted to scold the other party.

After all, this monk now seems to be sure that something is going to happen to him, but it is really unlucky!

In addition, the night is hazy at the moment, and the surrounding mountain roads and woods are even more gloomy, and the old monk in front of him also looks a little weird, which makes him inexplicably a little panicked, so he doesn't want to entangle with the other party, so he turns around and goes down the mountain in another direction.

In the darkness of the night, he walked around the main hall, but he accidentally came to a somewhat remote low wall in the corner of the courtyard wall. Subconsciously looking up, although the night was a little dim, I could also see that there was a mural on the wall that looked quite exquisite.

Zhu Hu has rarely been to this place, and this is the first time I have seen such a good place, and I can't help but be a little amazed.

Especially when I looked at the mural a few times, I was deeply attracted by the painters, and the strokes and strokes seemed to be just right, outlining the whole picture of the goddess scattered flowers vividly, fascinating!

In particular, several of them were as beautiful as fairies, and their long flowing hair and shy eyes were as if they had come to life, and he couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart, as if he were facing a real person.

It's weird and weird, he obviously has a wife at home, and the two used to be quite harmonious and in love, but at this moment he has forgotten about it at all, and only remembers the people in the mural in front of him.

And just when he was indulging in it, he suddenly felt that his body gradually became light, as if the whole person was flying, and then the mural in front of him became clearer and more realistic, as if it was close in front of him......

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he was no longer in the original big Buddha temple, but in a place like a fairyland, surrounded by mist-shrouded golden brilliance, everywhere was purple glow drifting, and there was a faint fairy music from nowhere, which was touching.

In the distance, among the ethereal mountains, there seemed to be an enlightened immortal giving a lecture, and many people gathered there to listen to the teachings, but it was so far away that he vaguely heard a few words and felt like an initiation, and the whole person felt much more relaxed.

"Could it be that this is where the heavenly immortals live?" Zhu Hu was a little surprised, but also a little incredulous, thinking that he might be in a dream at the moment......

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