After the fat pig matter came to an end, Ye Fan returned home directly.

After arguing with Ye Qianlong for a while, he returned to the room.

A room on the second floor of a fortune teller.

At this time, after Ye Fan drank a glass of water, he lay on the bed and prepared to enter the dimensional world of "Jiang Ye".

……

Will night.

In the west of the world, there is a temple called Langke Temple.

It is magnificent, the temple is antique, the glazed tiles are splendid, the vermilion wall, and the majestic gatehouse is solemn. Between the halls and pavilions, there is a beautifully decorated wall not far away.

This ancient temple is surrounded by vigorous ginkgo trees.

It should have been a beautiful natural scenery, but at this moment, the northwest corner of the Langke Temple is full of white canvas.

These canvases are not ornaments, but Buddhist doors with the sign of the death of the Great Buddha.

At this time, a simple thatched hut came from a whining ...... The sound of children sobbing.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Uncle Junior!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Master, little uncle, he ...... He's gone! A small, bald head with a young face was crying in front of a black coffin 3 meters in front of him.

His face was full of tears, hanging on his chin, and he was crying sadly.

And the old monk standing next to the little bald monk, he first glanced at the black coffin, and then looked at his youngest disciple, Tong Yin.

"I know!" An elderly monk, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, replied with a slow rotation of the Buddha bead in his right hand.

After answering, he continued to mutter the scriptures in his mouth, overkill.

"Master, Uncle Xiao is so good, why? Why does Haotian, who is high above, want Uncle Xiao to die? Tong Yin said with a sob.

He looked at his Qishan master with puzzled eyes.

He didn't understand why the good man of Uncle Xiao had to die!

"Tongyin, this is the law of heaven and earth, people will be born and will die! Endless! The old monk said.

"Uncle Junior, I hate now that I'm not always playful, and I haven't learned the "Mantra of the Afterlife" now, and I can't chant the scriptures for you. Otherwise, you get up first! Don't sleep, wait until I learn the "Death Mantra" Your old man is sleeping. The little monk Tongyin didn't seem to care about the life in the master's mouth, he walked to the black coffin with his weeping nose, and gently slapped the wooden coffin with a small slap, making a dada-da-da...... sounds.

"You promised me to accompany me to catch fireflies tonight." Tong Yin looked at the black coffin that did not respond, and continued in a whining sob.

"Alas!" Qishan looked at the crying appearance of his little apprentice and sighed.

Over the years, Tong Yin and Ke Haoran have lived together almost every day, and their relationship is naturally intimate.

"Senior brother!" Master Qishan (abbot) looked at the coffin that was quietly placed, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

"Senior brother, the legend of the first half of your life shook the sky, and the name Ke Haoran was like a scorching sun; But after that challenge to Haotian, you were deposed and lived a life that was worse than death. Now that you're gone, it's a relief for you! Abbot Qishan sighed again and said.

How dazzling you used to be.

The sharpest sword in the world, a mighty sword beyond the world, stunning and gorgeous.

Dressed in black, with a long sword hanging from his waist, riding a black donkey, he is a peerless master in the world.

claimed to be a master who killed all over the world, killed all those who dared to challenge the authority of the academy, and finally failed to challenge the high-flying Haotian.

Back then, Ke Haoran was knocked through the human body Snow Mountain (Dantian) where the monks stored the aura of heaven and earth by Haotian and became a wasted person.

Later, he was brought back from the mountain wasteland by the master of Qishan, that is, the former presiding officer of the Rotten Ke Temple, and was closed to stay in the Rotten Ke Temple, and was not allowed to step out of the temple.

Since then, there has been one more strange person in the Rotten Ke Temple, whose words and deeds are strange, and his appearance is disfigured by thunder and lightning.

The secret of the first half of this strange man's life was hidden by the previous presiding officer and became the most unknowable secret of the Rotten Ke Temple.

"Senior brother, I know that you like to drink 'daughter red' wine, and I know that you often secretly ask Tongyin to help you go down the mountain to buy it."

"In the future, every year today, I will personally go down the mountain and help you bring back 10 jugs of wine, so that you can drink enough!" The kind-eyed old monk said.

"Senior brother, farewell!" The old monk of Qishan continued: "Tongyin, ignite the fire! ”

"Woo woo woo ......" The little monk who was originally lying on the black coffin, Tong Yin sobbed again.

Eventually, a fire ignited the entire humble hut, and a raging fire filled the air.

(End of chapter)