Xiao Ming retreated, and the two flickering lanterns flew towards him, such a strange picture. Frightened that he ran desperately, he ran fast, and the lantern flew fast.

The lantern flew in front of him at once, as if it had vitality, and it was turning flexibly. 'Bang' the handle of the lantern hit Xiao Ming's arm at once. A hot pain made him frown, 'Hiss! 'What's going on?' This pain is so real, if it is a dream, how can it be felt?

Xiao Ming was confused again, and looked up at the lantern as he retreated. Suddenly, I felt something flash behind me, and when I turned my head to look, another lantern flew in...... Damn! "What the hell are you? If you have a kind of show up, don't scare me mysteriously. ”

Luo Xiaoming was talking to himself alone, as if he was neurotic.

"Xiao Ming...... It's back......" A gust of wind mixed with an eerie and cold shout, as if it was coming from a lantern, and as if it was just a stone's throw away. The voice was familiar, but with a chilly air.

Listening to the shouting, Xiao Ming couldn't help but gasp, this voice, this scene is how similar to the scene where his mother once summoned his soul. When he was a child, he loved to cry and was frightened when he was not careful. When she was frightened, she had convulsions, rolled her eyes, and frightened her mother into not knowing what to do. Someone told the mother that this was the reason why the child's soul was frightened, and the mother went outside to call out to him......

Xiao Ming has a bad physique since he was a child, and he always loves nightmares. Especially during the study period, after passing through that terrible road, my face turned white with fright. The most frightened thing was that time, witnessing the scene of the ghost baby sucking blood, and he was so frightened that he lost his soul. There was a plot where his mother went to find Master Zhong Kui, and by coincidence, he became Zhong Kui's only disciple.

A lantern in front of him hit him and called his name......

A lantern in the back was half a cut shorter, like a child's pose. Quietly, an eerie appearance blocked his retreat.

Could it be a life-seeking lantern? Xiao Ming was so frightened that his soul flew away, and cold sweat broke out on his neck. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he also had a sachet given by the master of suffering.

Because he was in the Tang Dynasty, the sachet was generally the stuff of the girl's family. He was afraid that people would see the joke, so he hid the sachet close to him.

The two lanterns flickered up and down, and Xiao Ming suddenly took out the sachet. A blinding light, the lantern that could not be avoided burned at once...... The burning lantern made a cry that resembled a 'human', whimpering, and what was even more strange was that when the lantern was burning, blood flowed from the edge of the lantern. It's weird! Xiao Ming was startled, trembled, and immediately woke up from the dream.

When he woke up, he couldn't remember all the details of what he encountered in the dream, and he could only vaguely remember the scene when the lantern hit him.

As he recalled the scene when the lantern hit him, as if he was confirming something in the dark, the pain in his arm suddenly intensified...... "Oh! Xiao Ming, who grinned in pain, quickly lifted the wide sleeve, and was so shocked that he was in a cold sweat again.

A bruise and a piercing mark on his arm appeared, and at first glance, it looked like it had been hit by a lantern pole. There is such a legend in the folk: ghosts fight green! That is, the skin of the whole body is intact before falling asleep, and there will be some bruises without warning after waking up. The older generation said that this kind of ghost beating is green, that is, after you fall asleep, the ghost comes to pinch your muscles, trying to taste whether it is tender or old, and the result is left with bruises.

Of course, this statement is somewhat illogical. According to rational views and scientific verification, if the human body appears this symptom during the cultivation period, it should be a problem with subcutaneous platelets.

But Xiao Ming's bruise was not a platelet problem at all, but he really felt beaten. Because when he woke up and opened the sleeve, he tentatively pressed with his fingers, and the pain intensified......

Xiao Ming informed the Fat King of the situation, and the Fat King took him to his uncle. According to Fat Man, his uncle was a monk who lived in a temple called 'White Horse Temple'.

"What's your uncle's name?"

"Master Shiyuan."

"Shiyuan?"

"Well, he's got a lot of talent...... Forget it, I'd better shut up, otherwise my uncle will know about it, and I have to slap my mouth! ”

Xiao Ming was secretly amused, but he didn't deliberately embarrass the fat man, so he didn't continue to ask about his uncle's situation. However, he still knows something about the White Horse Temple.

In the real era, he learned about the legend of the 'White Horse Temple' from history, and when the Fat King was silent, he expounded the history of the White Horse Temple in detail in the surprised demeanor of the Fat King.

Xiao Ming said: "The White Horse Temple was founded in the eleventh year of Yongping in the Eastern Han Dynasty (68 AD). It is the first ancient temple in China, built between the mountains and Luoshui, and its majestic palace and high pagoda have a solemn ** that is different from other temples. The White Horse Temple is a rectangular courtyard, sits in the north and faces south, the main buildings in the temple have the Tianwang Palace, the Big Buddha Palace, the Daxiong Palace, the Receiving Palace, the Pilu Pavilion, the Qiyun Pagoda ....... ”

"Wait-wait......" The Fat King looked at Xiao Ming in disbelief and said, "Have you been to the White Horse Temple?" ”

Xiao Ming shook his head.

"Who have you heard?"

Xiao Ming continued to shake his head.

The fat king was depressed, and he also knew that Du Ping had never been to the White Horse Temple. But how can he explain the situation he described? The fat king, who was so anxious that he stared, was speechless, scratching his head and not speaking.

Then he said: "I think, except for Zhong Kui who is a ghost, that's you!" The Fat King was suspicious.

Xiao Ming couldn't break it, and he didn't dare to continue to show off his eloquence. He knows that if you talk too much, you will lose it.

"I love the White Horse Temple, and I am especially interested in the grandeur, the best pavilion and the vivid Buddha statues."

Seeing that the fat man king was so obsessed, Xiao Ming quipped: "Do you want to learn from your uncle to be a monk?" ”

The fat man laughed and said, "Those who know me, Du Ping's best friend." ”

"What's the good of escaping into the empty door?" Xiao Ming was puzzled.

On weekdays, he seems to be confused, almost crazy, and the somewhat neurotic fat king asked Xiao Ming this sentence. Suddenly there was silence, and after a long time, he said to himself: "Suffering in it, patience cultivates!" ”

"You have a good track record of this!" Xiao Ming said meaningfully: "Bitter! Yes, if you escape into the empty door, how about the Dharma called Suffering? ”

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Unexpectedly, this was originally a joke between the two. But it later became a fact, the fat king saw through the red dust, escaped into the empty door, and took the legal name 'Ku Nai' may have readers who have seen this and already understood the relationship between Ku Nai and Xiao Ming and Zhong Kui.

The fat king seems to be confused, but he is not confused, he has seen some people and things before (Du Ping). After Zhong Kui touched the pillar and died. Ten years of hard study, in exchange for such treatment, suddenly felt cold, the world is cold, people's hearts are not ancient, fame, profit, is an illusory thing outside the body, can not be taken away, and it will not be long before he resolutely escaped into the empty door to become a monk.