This scene seems familiar to me, when Zhu Ming took me to the lair of the monsters, I also found a similar space, this is like a ghost hitting the wall, it is a space set up by a very good ghost thing, I feel that this place, I am afraid there is also a very powerful existence, as for whether it is a person or a ghost, it is unknown.

Everything around me is also very real, such as the breeze blowing in is like a substance and carries the fragrance of young grass, especially the birds passing in the sky, and even with bursts of birdsong, I feel like I have really come to a prairie.

Just when I was lamenting the reality of the scene, everyone also stopped, a broken temple stopped our steps, and the crowd, especially the dog brother, looked particularly dignified, at this time the tyrant said: "Third child, what's wrong with you?" ”

"What we're looking for is inside, but the last thing I want to see is ......," said the dog.

"Just let me blow him up!" Fist Xi hurriedly walked towards the broken temple, but before he could walk over, a huge aura appeared from the ground, and then bounced Fist Xi out fiercely, Fist Xi fell on the ground and rolled several times, and then lay on the ground like a dead dog and began to breathe......

I didn't expect the fist to end up like this, I'm afraid it was a lot of injuries at this time, and what happened just now, or what was that halo......

Just when I was puzzled, out of the ruined temple, came a figure, with a huge hat, looking like an umbrella, holding a scepter in his hand, he was bent on his body, looking very old, but he walked very fast, and when he came to us, I could almost see his appearance clearly, it was an old man with white hair, he was already old, his skin was as lifeless as the dead bark, and the wrinkles were all huddled together, and he always looked smiling, When he approached me, he looked at me with those eyes that were almost completely black, and I was very panicked when I saw them......

However, I blinked, he was gone, and I hurriedly said, "Who was that person just now?" ”

"What who?" Baxia squinted his eyes, "What do you see?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that I was afraid that only I saw the old man just now, and the others did not see it, so I immediately shook my head: "I mean, how could the fist suddenly fall." ”

"I don't know, I'm afraid the secret is inside." The overlord said, "Let's go over and take a look first, I don't believe that with the eight of us appearing at the same time, there can be any demons and monsters that can stop us!" ”

Saying that, Baxia immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the broken temple, this time, the strange aura did not appear again, everyone saw that there was nothing wrong, so they followed, and the fist Xisha also got up, touching his ass and looking very aggrieved, but he still walked over.

When we came to the inside of the ruined temple, we found that it was already a ruin, and this temple seemed to have been glorious, because the load-bearing bamboo was actually made of golden silk nanmu, which was very precious, and there were a lot of miscellaneous items scattered around, I picked up a discarded oil lamp plate, and found that this plate was actually silver, and it looked very old, it could be regarded as an antique.

Zhao Xiwen stared at a painting on the wall, and I walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"This is the Demon Arhat, do you know the allusion of the Eighteen Arhats?" Zhao Xiwen looked at me.

I shook my head: "I don't know anything about Buddhism. ”

"Eighteen Arhats refer to sitting deer Arhats, happy Arhats, bowl Arhats, Tota Arhats, meditation Arhats, crossing the river Arhats, riding elephant Arhats, laughing lion Arhats, happy Arhats, probing Arhats, contemplative Arhats, ear-digging Arhats, cloth bag Arhats, plantain Arhats, long-eyebrow Arhats, watchman Arhats, descending dragon Arhats, and eighteen Arhats of the tiger, but there is no Arhat of the Demons, the legend of the Arhats originally had nineteen, but one of them was called the Arhats of the Demons, who committed the precepts of lust, fell in love with a widow on the way down the mountain, and the Buddha was furious. Immediately deposed it to the category of Arhats, charged as mortals, and received the suffering of reincarnation, there are very few people in the Buddhists who know this Demon Arhat, let alone paste the portrait of the Demon Arhat in the temple, I feel that this place is not simple......" Zhao Xiwen said with a heavy heart.

I was shocked when I heard her words, originally I suspected that this place was very similar to the small world created by the great god Roshan, but in this way, I have already concluded that this place must be a small world, and the person who created it is probably still somewhere, and in addition to the fact that I saw the old monk just now, I have a little more doubts in my heart.

There was a poetic exclamation from the two sisters next door, and we hurriedly ran over and found that there was a Buddhist hall inside, and it was also a hall hall, surrounded by many futons, but these futons were made of stone, and there were many people kneeling on them, there were Orientals, Westerners, and even a few stone statues in the shape of pirates.

I walked over and looked at them, and I was amazed to see that they were all carved in such a realistic way as if they had been transformed into a burning man, and even had tiny details such as capillaries carved out of them......

There are hundreds of stone statues here, and the place opposite the stone statue is actually an old monk sitting cross-legged, I saw the appearance of the old monk, my mind was blank, because the fantasy I saw before was exactly what this old man looked like, but now this old man looks like he is dead, with his eyes closed and his hands folded.

"This is a living Buddha in the flesh." Zhao Xiwen's knowledge level is very extensive, she said, "Buddhism, some of the monks who have attained the Tao after the death of immortals, the body can not rot for thousands of years, as a descendant of the monks will use it as a body to make a body of living Buddha, now there are many similar body living Buddhas in the Shaanxi generation, these living Buddhas are the treasures of the temple, usually do not often take out to see people, I also saw it for the first time." ”

I muttered, "And so is he?" ”

"The so-called flesh living Buddha actually ends up in a state of dry corpse, but you look at the old monk in front of you, full of flesh and blood, it looks like he has just passed away, and the dust around him shows that there has been no one here for a long time, I feel ...... He doesn't seem to be dead......" Zhao Xiwen said very hard as if she was squeezing out of her teeth.

I looked at the stone statues around me, and I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart, I looked at the people, at this time they all began to study everything in this hall, at this time, the poetry came over, these two women were very charming, they surrounded me on the left and right, and the poetry smiled and said: "Last night, you kid was really lucky enough, hugging the beauty......"

"That's not your business." At this time, Zhao Xiwen came over angrily.

And the painting also laughed: "Look at your appearance as a saint, you are not a woman, don't think that your B is so expensive, and you are not regarded as a plaything by men?" You are now rid of the butcher and them, but don't forget, you are just a different object now, and your object has changed from a butcher to this Feng Haoran! ”

"Don't think that the men in the world are as disgusting as you, Haoran didn't do anything to me, he is much more noble than you." Zhao Xiwen said without showing weakness.

"You ......" The painting was speechless for a while, and it couldn't be refuted, but the quarrel of several women provoked the butcher, who strode over and said to the bully: "Brother, now that we are in, can we enjoy this girl?" ”

I was taken aback, and at this time Zhao Xiwen hurriedly hid behind me, and I looked at the butcher coldly: "It seems that someone's eyes have been itching!" ”

"I haven't settled the hatred with you yet!" The butcher broke a stone statue and said, "Before I enjoy Zhao Xiwen, I will crush your head like this!" Then crumple it up and kick it when a football! ”

As he spoke, the butcher came over menacingly, and the others didn't intend to stop at all, they didn't intend to persuade or help, they just looked at us at dusk, but at this moment, I saw that inside the broken stone statue, a black mist suddenly appeared!