All temples seem to be located on a mountain, and Jingxin Temple is no exception.

It was already nine o'clock when Yang Yifeng and his party took a taxi to the foot of the mountain leading to the Jingxin Temple, and then walked up the mountain along the winding concrete steps for nearly ten minutes before finally arriving at the Jingxin Temple. Seeing the endless stream of people who came up and down the mountain to burn incense and petition at the Pure Heart Temple, they suddenly became more determined that the Buddha could dissolve the curse of the Buddha.

The apricot yellow wall in front of you, the blue-gray temple ridge has some ancient atmosphere, although it is not like other temples and even has a courtyard, but the surrounding trees and green shade make the temple seem a little mysterious, several huge and tall Bodhi trees on the left and right sides of the temple gate also make the temple more solemn, the only fly in the ointment is those small beaches placed outside the temple, especially the shouting of the beach selling things is really a bit of a big scenery.

Hong Buddha and his entourage walked into the hall through the flow of people, at a glance, there is a Buddha in the middle of the hall, and the Buddha statues of various postures are also placed on the shore platforms on the left and right sides. Some gritted their teeth and glared angrily; Some have slightly open lips and smile; Some sit cross-legged with their hands folded; Some golden roosters are independent, dancing steel whips; Some have half-closed eyes and hold scrolls in their hands. Although it is impossible to distinguish the names of these Buddhas, there is no doubt that the one in the middle should be the eldest of these Buddhas in terms of size and appearance. It's just that Yang Yifeng and his entourage didn't expect it, they thought it would be a little quiet and solemn inside, but this time it was good to come in, the hall was even more lively than the outside, the small space was crowded with people, there were photographers, people visiting, people running in to enjoy the coolness, loud noise, and some pilgrims who really came to petition and pray were reluctant to squeeze into the middle of the ceremony to kneel and worship the Buddha.

Standing at the foot of the big Buddha, there was a middle-aged monk in a monk's uniform who was knocking on the wooden fish, but Feng Fengqiang saw at a glance that this monk was not a good bird, because when the monk was knocking on the wooden fish, his eyes were still dripping and he looked at the beautiful little girl in the crowd. If it weren't for the fact that the Buddha had already warned that asking for the blessing of the Buddha must first be sincere, according to Feng Fengqiang's previous character, it is estimated that he would have scolded him a long time ago.

Following Feng Fengqiang, they finally squeezed out a position in the middle that could accommodate five people to kneel and worship the Buddha, and then knelt in front of the Buddha and kowtowed with the Buddha, and then the Buddha stood up and walked towards the monk on the side of the incense case, and the rest of the people immediately followed the Buddha.

The monk who knocked on the wooden fish glanced at the little eyebrows and saw that someone was walking towards him, and immediately corrected his professional attitude, and saluted the Buddha with one hand. The reason why he changed so quickly was not because he cared about the image of the monks, but because of the convention, he thought that those who came to him after kneeling down to worship the Buddha usually came to give money for sesame oil, so it was necessary to be polite and polite without looking at the monks. But the monk didn't expect that after the young people in front of him surrounded him, one of them said to him with a bitter face: "Master save us." Of course, it was Hongfo who said this, probably because he was worried that it would be too noisy for the monk to hear it, but Hongfo still repeated: "Ask the master to save us." ”

The monk with a kind eyebrow and a good purpose calmly asked the Buddha: "If the donor encounters any difficulties, just say it and listen to it." In fact, he was in no mood to listen at all, he just wanted to let Hongfo finish talking about what had happened, and then comfort and comfort him with a few words of reward.

After all, Hongfo is still relatively simple or simple, and he really told the events of the past two days, and after this talk, he really said that the monk was stunned. After this stunned, the monk's eyes turned quickly, carefully observing the faces of these people, and then secretly thinking in his heart. It was obvious that he could not see a trace of joking on the faces of the young men with similar expressions in front of him, so he decided to comfort them as he usually comforted other pilgrims.

He put down the hammer, then turned his face to look at Hongfo and said with a little knowledge of Buddhism: "Everything has cause and effect, and if you are good, you will stand in heaven and earth, and you will go to hell if you are evil." Seeing that several young people were confused by his words, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, what he wanted was this effect, the more he didn't understand, the better it was to cheat some money, and then he pretended to explain to Hongfo: "You just said that the act of laughing at the corpse of the little girl is really an unintentional mistake, if you are dedicated to goodness, you will not be robbed, if you have evil thoughts, you will not be robbed." ”

"It's as simple as that?" Su Junhao couldn't help but ask.

The monk smiled and said to Su Junhao: "Does the donor think that what the little monk just said is very simple? You must know that 'good lives in the chest' is by no means something that can be done overnight, you should start to do more good deeds from today, see the temple and burn incense, so that the righteousness is in one, the yin and evil qi of the female ghost will naturally not be close to the body, if you can't be good for a long time, the curse will take advantage of the void. ”

Feng Fengqiang sighed speechlessly: "In this way, you want us to be kind just to resist the little girl's resentment, in fact, it still hasn't fundamentally resolved the curse?" ”

Hongfo nodded and said to the monk: "Yes, if we want to be good, we have to be distracted, if it is to prevent the curse of the little girl and be good, isn't that kind of goodness hypocrisy?" So in any case, please ask the master to find a way to let us dissolve the curse first. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Xiaolei also said anxiously: "Why don't the master go to the school with us to take the female ghost in." ”

In the end, the monk was accustomed to the rivers and lakes, and said when he encountered a trick: "Ladies and gentlemen, please forgive me, although the little monk has been in the temple for some years, he has never learned the art of ghost hunting. ”

"Huh?" Feng Fengqiang opened his mouth wide, his face anxious and disappointed.

"But don't worry too much." When the monk saw that the mood of several young people had become low, he immediately turned around and took out five strings of Buddhist beads from a box on the incense table and turned them around and began to sell: "Although I don't know how to hunt ghosts, the Buddhist beads in my hand can keep you safe." ”

"Really?" Zhang Xiaolei happily stared at the Buddhist beads in the monk's hand and asked.

"Of course it's true." The monk said very mysteriously: "These strings of Buddhist beads have been opened, although they can't collect demons, but demons and monsters can't get close." After saying this, he looked at the eyes of several people in front of him who were full of desire to get Buddha beads, and immediately turned his words to show embarrassment and said euphemistically: "Alas, it's a pity that ······"

Su Junhao hurriedly asked, "What is a pity?" ”

The monk said: "It's a pity that this temple is in the place of Shanyin, if there is no Buddha Zhu Town Temple, the wild ghosts in the mountains will come to disturb, and the consequences are unimaginable." ”

Ordinary people may be able to see at a glance that the monk is selling a few strings of Buddha beads on the roadside beach for a string of two yuan, but Hongfo they are the so-called sick and rushed to the doctor, how can they think so much, seeing that the monk wants to put the Buddha beads back, Hongfo immediately said to the monk: "Saving people's lives is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter, I hope the master will save us, we will give more sesame oil money." After saying that, Hongfo took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.

In the set, but the money was too small, the monk immediately looked at Hongfo and said, "I'm embarrassed." ”

Hongfo touched his pocket again, but there were only a few dozen yuan left in his pocket, and even the hundred yuan he took out just now was given to him by Yang Yifeng the day before yesterday, and the dozens of yuan of change were naturally embarrassed to take it out, and he immediately glanced at Feng Fengqiang. Feng Fengqiang, who has always been flexible, didn't say a word when he saw this, and went to dig out the wallet in his pocket like a pig. But it doesn't matter if you don't dig it, when you dig it out, you are startled, and the dog barks like a bark: "My wallet has been stolen!"

Hongfo looked towards the crowd fiercely, and just saw a somewhat emaciated ghost and ghost reverence walking towards the outside of the hall, and glanced at Hongfo as he walked, which happened to be intertwined with Hongfo's sight, and immediately collided with sparks.

"I'm the next Olympian." Hongfo shouted: "You stop me." Then he chased after the emaciated man.

The reason why Hongfo could tell at a glance that the thin man was a thief was very simple, when he came here the day before yesterday, the money was also stolen by this person.

The emaciated thief also seemed to recognize Hongfo, his eyes widened with a weak heart, and he ran out of the hall with his hairy legs.

Feng Fengqiang, Su Junhao, Zhang Xiaolei and Yang Yifeng also chased after them, leaving only the monk with five strings of Buddhist beads to stay on the side of the incense case in a daze. ”

After the thief ran out of the temple, he did not follow the normal path down the mountain, but ran towards another mountain path, trying to use the dense trees and his familiarity with the terrain to quickly shake off his pursuers. But he was wrong, because from beginning to end, Hongfo, Su Junhao, and Feng Fengqiang were still chasing after him, and they also loudly condoled the thief's parents and ancestors while running. It may be that in the past few days, everyone has had some ghost fire in their hearts and nowhere to vent, even Yang Yifeng and Zhang Xiaolei seem to have made up their minds to catch the thief in front of them, and they have not been left behind.

The thief had a very bad feeling, he felt that he had a good chance of being caught this time, and he also felt that if he was caught, he might not even be able to save his life. Because he had never met anyone who was chasing after him as desperately as he did in the back. On several occasions as he ran, he wanted to stop and return his wallet to the yellow-haired young man, but every time he looked back and saw the men with hideous expressions and roaring like beasts in their throats, he always felt that they were not coming for the purse, but for the sandbags. So he regretted that he chose to run this mountain trail, you must know that he was caught on a crowded road, and maybe when he was beaten, there would be a few people who pretended to know the law very well and would stand up and say a few good words, but the road he chose was very remote, and he never encountered a ghost along the way, just such a wilderness, in case he was killed by the people behind him, no one would know, and when he thought of this, he had to stand up and continue to run wildly with a few inches and a half.

But people have limits, and after running for a long time, the thief was panting for breath, and his feet gradually began to weaken, and his speed slowed down significantly. He looked behind him, and although the three young men were still in sight, they were also extremely tired and running slowly.

The thief immediately ran slowly and observed the terrain around him. Because he knew that if he ran like this, sooner or later he would be caught by the people behind him, and the only way was to hide himself so that they could not find it.

At last, the advantage of familiarity with the terrain became apparent, and the thief immediately remembered that there was an inconspicuous col on the left side of the path not far from the high slope in front of him, and he remembered very well that under the col there was a trap more than a man high that the hunter had dug while hunting. The high slope in front of him can block the view of the people behind him, so as long as he climbs over the high slope and quickly squats in the pit in the col on the left side of the path below the high slope, the person behind the blocked view will definitely think that he is running along the path, and then continue to chase after him on the path, so that he can get out of the cat in the pit for a few minutes.

The thief, who had a glimmer of hope, summoned up his courage as if he dared to die, climbed the high slope with the last strength of his body, and then ran to the col on the left side of the path as planned, and jumped into the pit. The plan was perfect, but the implementation went unexpected. When the thief was about to jump into the pit with his thin and light body, the jumping feet probably did not jump up because they were weak, and actually gnawed directly into the pit in an upside-down posture, and suddenly screamed 'sigh', fortunately the pit was full of dirt, otherwise the head would probably have to bloom.

Hongfo and Feng Fengqiang and Su Junhao were originally going to climb the high slope and continue to chase down the path, but before they turned the corner, they heard the thief's screams, and then they all ran to the top of the pit in the mountain col, and when the thief woke up from the dizziness, Feng Fengqiang shouted and scolded, jumped down violently, lifted the thief's collar with one hand, and waved the other hand into a fist at the thief's already dizzy head.

But just as his fist full of anger was about to land on the thief's head, the thief suddenly opened a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, screamed and shouted: "Don't hit me, I can help you break the curse of the little girl!" ”