The scale of this Golden Dragon Temple is not large, there is only one main hall, a side hall and two rows of houses, at this time there are several dim lights in the temple, and there is a burst of chanting and chanting.

"Golden Dragon Temple?"

Chen Ruoni looked up at the three seal characters on the plaque, and smiled at Song Mingjing: "Brother Song, your blade is called a dragon-shaped sword, but it has a lot of fate with this Zen temple!" ”

Song Mingjing smiled: "Yes, I am also very close to you." ”

Chen Ruoni's face turned red, don't look around, and said, "I'll go and call the door, I hope the monks in this temple will talk better and won't drive us away." ”

As she spoke, she trotted a few steps, stepped over several steps, and knocked on the Zen door.

Song Mingjing's eyes were also invested in the Zen Temple, and he secretly said: "Golden Dragon Temple? It can't be such a coincidence! ”

Chen Ruoni knocked several more times, shaking the copper ring on the door so that it "jingled" non-stop, and finally a lazy response came from inside: "Who?" The ——。 of this big night ”

"Squeak!"

The Zen door was ajar, and a bare head poked out, and Chen Ruoni, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't take her eyes off.

"You monk, what are you looking at with thief eyebrows?" Chen Ruoni frowned and scolded in a clear voice.

The monk was about thirty years old, with a strong physique, a face full of flesh, and a rather vicious face.

But he immediately saw Chen Ruoni holding a long sword in her hand, her expression changed, and she knew that the person who came was from the rivers and lakes, so she suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice: "The little monk is rude, the female benefactor forgives the sin, may I ask what happened to the two of you visiting the temple at night?" ”

Chen Ruoni was still frowning and said, "We want to spend the night in your temple." ”

The monk's eyes flashed with a strange color, but he hesitated in his mouth: "According to the rules of this temple, female guests have always been not entertained, but it is a convenient place for my Buddhism, and it is not good to let the female benefactor sleep in the wilderness, so let's do it!" The little monk went to inform the host first, and asked the host to take an idea. ”

Song Mingjing suddenly asked, "What is the name of your presiding law?" ”

The monk folded his hands and said with a look of admiration: "This temple presides over the Dharma name 'Lai'en', the Dharma is exquisite, and the compassion is the well-known Buddha of ten thousand families in this radius of dozens of miles. ”

"Ten thousand Buddhas? Then Song really has to get to know him! ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the temple.

"Hey! You wait, who allowed you to come in without the host's consent? The monk with a meaty face shouted, stretched out his palm, and pushed towards Song Mingjing dissatisfied.

However, before his hand touched Song Mingjing, he was numb like an electric shock, his knees were sore, and he fell straight down.

He looked shocked, thinking that he had bumped into a ghost and wanted to scream, but his tongue did not obey at this time, and he could not make the slightest sound, and his body was stiff and difficult to move.

He seemed to be caught in a swamp, and could only watch himself being swallowed up by the mire inch by inch.

"Girl, it looks like we won't be able to stay here tonight!"

Song Mingjing didn't stop and said casually.

Chen Ruoni glanced at the monk who fell to the ground, and said softly: "Brother Song, is there a problem with this monk temple?" I also think it's weird here. ”

"Is there a problem? I have to go and see the 'Ten Thousand Families Buddha'. Song Mingjing said suddenly.

After a few breaths, the two walked through the front yard and walked to the Buddha hall in the center.

Under the light of hundreds of oil lamps, the huge Buddha hall is bright, and under the guidance of a tall long-bearded old monk, forty or fifty monks chant scriptures in unison, neatly and loudly.

At this time, the long-bearded monk's lowered eyes suddenly opened, his palms were raised, and the chanting stopped abruptly.

He slowly got up from the futon, separated a group of monks, and greeted Song Mingjing, Chen Ruoni, who walked into the Buddhist hall, with a warm smile on their faces, and put their palms together and said: "The old monk is coming to En, Xi is the host of the Golden Dragon Temple, I don't know what the two guests are?" ”

Song Mingjing didn't look at him, but looked at the golden and smiling Buddha in the center, and sighed: "What a quiet place for Buddhism has become a place to hide dirt and dirt, and the clay Bodhisattva is a clay Bodhisattva after all, even if it is molded into a golden body, it is useless." ”

Lai En smiled, held the rosary hanging on his chest with his right hand, and said, "What does the donor mean by this?" ”

Song Mingjing retracted his gaze and glanced at him, "Laien? Isn't it Qiu Batian? ”

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the Buddhist hall changed color, some monks fell backwards, and some monks rushed forward with a "hula" and surrounded Song Mingjing and Chen Ruoni.

Chen Ruoni's face also changed greatly, and she exclaimed: "Qiu Batian, the flower thief who has caused a sensation in the seven provinces and committed countless crimes?!" ”

Chen Ruoni is by no means a weak woman, she looks weak and quiet on the outside, but in fact, she is tenacious and tenacious, in order to avenge her blood hatred, she also practiced martial arts with Qi Changlin.

Perhaps because of being the daughter of a military general, in just two years, she has a good martial arts attainment, although she is still not a small distance from the ranks of first-class martial arts masters, but she can be regarded as a house.

After following Song Mingjing, she had to teach a secret in the Seven Killings Sutra, and her martial arts were improving day by day, but at this moment, she was so shocked that she took a step back, and her voice trembled faintly.

Qiu Batian is a well-known ** in the rivers and lakes, and there have been countless rape ** women over the years, including many official eunuchs, and the government is wanted with a heavy reward, but he is cunning and fierce, and he is even better at lurking and hiding, so he has never been caught.

Later, Qiu Batian incarnated as the host of the Golden Dragon Temple, and he still kidnapped women for his sexual pleasure, I don't know how many women were killed, and for those who passed through the Golden Dragon Temple, it was also a matter of robbing money and killing people.

What's even more murderous is that Qiu Batian deboned and cut the flesh of the people he killed, boiled them into soup, and gave alms to the believers, which won the reputation of 'mercy'.

Originally, it would be a few years later, when Bao Zheng and his party passed through the Golden Dragon Temple, Qiu Batian's true face would be revealed, but since Song Mingjing had encountered it, he would not let it go.

Lai'en was revealed, and his expression was not flustered at all, but his face sank and said: "Donor is cautious, the holy land of Buddhism and Buddhism, how can you be allowed to speak foul language?" Although my generation of monks is compassionate and universalizes all sentient beings, but you slander the reputation of the old man and the reputation of this temple, this is slandering the Dharma. ”

Lai'en's eyes were calm, and his cold eyes stared at Song Mingjing and Chen Ruoni, who were as cold as wolves, and said: "Puhong, you are the law enforcement of this temple and slander the Dharma, what crime do you say you should be?" ”

"Anyone who slanders the Buddha and slanders the Dharma must go to the hell of pulling out his tongue, clamp his tongue with iron tongs, and pull it out alive!" A tall, thin monk with raised eyebrows sneered.