After the end of the day, the corner door of the guest room leading to the monk's house was locked as usual, and the guest room and the main hall were like two locked prisons.

Feng couldn't help but sneer, even if this lock fell firmly, what could it block.

But tonight she didn't plan to visit at night, but to see it openly.

As soon as Feng Qianxin opened the door, he saw Shen Si walking in with a square plate, and a bowl of hot porridge was steaming on it.

"Supper again?"

Shen Si walked into the house, put the hot porridge on the table, listened to Feng's words, his face was slightly red, he scratched his head and said: "The habit of the temple is that every monk has to eat supper every day, and the guests are naturally no exception. ”

This sentence made Feng Qian suspicious, and she was surprised: "Isn't the Buddhist family going to fast, only two meals in the morning and noon, how can there be a supper?" ”

Shen Si shook his head and said, "We don't know, it's just that a year ago, it was ordered by the abbot. ”

"A year ago? Abbot? Feng poured a light in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Shen Si, how long have you been in Longhua Temple?" ”

"It's been three years," he pondered. ”

"Then do you think the abbot has changed?" Feng Qian cautiously probed.

"Changed?" Looking at her in contemplation and horror, the black pupils under her eyes were entangled, and she suddenly got up and closed the door of Feng Tianxin's house, and walked back quickly, looking up at her, with a touch of suspicion on her face: "Don't hide it from Miss Feng, a year ago, after the abbot accepted four closed disciples, it began to become weird, and even some of the older monks under the abbot's seat became weird. ”

"You're saying those four people were brought in a year ago?" Feng Qian became more and more sure that all this treachery was on those four people.

"Yes, just a year ago, the abbot suddenly ordered the whole temple to eat supper, and they were not allowed to go out after the end of the night."

"So, did anything strange happen to your temple?"

Shen Si lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully, but he shook his head in disappointment for a long time and said: "Except for the different hearts of people in the whole temple, there is nothing strange, except for Senior Brother Jingsan who died the day before yesterday. ”

Feng lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "I know." ”

Pondering and sighing a few times, it seemed helpless: "We are careful every day, I really don't know when this Fahua Temple will return to its former appearance?" ”

Feng leaned and patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Yes." ”

Shen Si shook his head and sighed and left with his palms together, Feng Qian looked at his back and suddenly remembered something, called her and said, "Contemplative little master." ”

Pondering back and asking, "What else is the matter with the benefactor?" ”

"The retreat in the main hall is where the monks live, how can I see that you and a few novices are also living in the guest room?"

Feng Qianxin is indeed puzzled, and at the same time, how can Buddhist disciples be so different in terms of treatment?

Pondering lowered his eyes, and he looked more and more pale and thin under the candlelight, and sighed lowly.

"I have mediocre qualifications with several senior brothers, and I can't understand the Dharma even if I think about it, so it's a luxury to be able to live a living in tile."

After that, he smiled at her and raised his legs to leave, Feng Qian couldn't help but feel heartache in his heart, thinking that he had suffered hardships that he had never suffered at his age at such a young age, and even survival was a luxury.

In the backyard of Longhua Temple, on the corridor, there are several lanterns, and the lights are dim and dim in the night, which makes people panic.

Feng pushed open the door and walked slowly towards the Bodhi tree, holding a lantern in her hand, illuminating it under her feet.

The Bodhi tree is prosperous and luxuriant, the phoenix is leaning into the lantern in his hand, the faint light is gathered between the branches and leaves, a little yellow light, illuminating the green leaves almost transparent, but all five trees are a piece of grass, can cover the entire backyard.

Only one tree is sporadic with dead leaves, which is particularly abrupt.

She walked under the linden tree, leaned down and placed the lantern on the ground, then crouched down and looked at the linden tree carefully, and this look really made her find that the soil on the roots of the tree was sticky and fresh, and there was a layer of dead grass lying on it, which had obviously been dug up.

This shows that her guess is correct, this Bodhi tree has indeed been uprooted, so what secrets are hidden under it.

Feng wanted to dig open the soil with his hands and find out.

The sound of "dripping" water droplets fell, and the time that fell in a corner of the courtyard was even more missed, and the time had passed.

A tooth-barren......pointing sound made her tense, and she listened intently to the sound of a door being pushed open in the locked hall.

Feng Qianxin hurriedly blew out the lantern, his footsteps moved sharply, and in the blink of an eye, he stuck to the corner door, and looked into the hall through the gap.

The guest rooms of Longhua Temple are not together with the retreat where the monks live, and the four disciples of the monks and abbots generally live in the retreat next to the main hall.

And some of the little novices with poor qualifications and stunned lived in the guest room like Feng and Wang Jianping.

Feng leaned back her thoughts, stepped on the eaves and landed on the roof lightly, and then, she saw a small lantern stretching out from the crack in the door of the house, and after shaking a few times, a bare head poked out, and looked around nervously, and saw that there was nothing wrong, so she sighed lightly, and rushed out of the back door with her waist bent, followed by several monks, most of whom were adult and strong young people.

They got into the side door of a large hall, and walked in in a blink of an eye, Feng Qianxin waited at the door for a long time, and never saw a few people come out.

This is the Daxiong Treasure Hall, she also walked through this side door, there is only a wooden box with incense and candles, and nothing else, Feng Qian frowned and pondered, and after a while, she raised her legs and slowly walked towards the side door.

Inside the main hall, the candles on the shelves were burning brightly, and she felt the path behind the Buddha statue, and found that it was empty, and there was no trace of those sneaky monks.

Feng Qianxin searched for a few turns in the main hall, and even searched for places where organs could be set up, but did not find any clues, could it be that this monk disappeared out of thin air?

"Anyone?" Feng poured out her heart and shouted, she didn't believe that a few big living people could disappear out of thin air!

After a long time, there was still no response, and there was only a long silence in the temple.

Feng had to be suspicious of this Daxiong Treasure Palace, she decided to go to the abbot's room again to take a look, she lay in front of the door and listened carefully, it was very quiet, not even a trace of snoring.

Feng Qian was very surprised, this Longhua Temple was lifeless at night, and he couldn't find a trace of the vitality of the living.

An ominous feeling crept from the bottom of his heart, and he tightened his palm, and Feng leaned into his heart, suddenly pulled up, and his figure crossed the high courtyard wall in the air, and returned to the backyard in an instant.

When the time came, Feng leaned through the corridor, intending to go back to the room, when suddenly, a woman's crying followed the man's laughter, very softly and lowly, but suddenly came into his ears.

Feng Qian paused and searched the backyard, where the voice came from.

Little by little, she searched the backyard with the voice, and suddenly it saw what seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at it among the flowers.

She jerked her eyes up, and when she looked up, she could clearly see the dancing flames reflected in her blood-red eyes.

"Wow" a wild bark, a giant Tibetan mastiff suddenly burst out of the flowers, extremely strong, a jump turned out to be a lot bigger than this phoenix, she couldn't help but be frightened, and retreated again and again.

"Wow", the Tibetan mastiff howled a few times, and it was particularly mad in the quiet night, and it bit wildly at the phoenix.

Feng leaned into the heart and jumped, it was a few feet high, and the body fell lightly on the Bodhi tree, and the Tibetan mastiff stood under the tree and barked at her, and the sound was still deafening.

But after calling for a long time, no one came out of Longhua Temple, as if they hadn't heard.

The Tibetan mastiff barked under the tree for a long time, and when he saw that the phoenix had no tendency to come down, he lost the patience to bite.

He whispered a few times, and disappeared into the flowers.

Feng jumped under the tree, and the whole backyard seemed to be quiet again, as if what she heard and heard just now was a dream.

She suddenly felt creepy, as if the voices of the man and woman just now seemed to be something she had imagined out of thin air, and the whole backyard seemed to be empty.

This feeling made her very scared, Feng Tianxin's face turned pale, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave.

She went directly to the contemplative little monk's room, and listened carefully at the door, if it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, Feng Qian would have thought that he was not in the room at all.

How did you sleep so dead, and you didn't even hear such a loud noise?

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She couldn't sleep that night, as if she was the only one awake at night.

Feng poured out of the temple by climbing over the wall, not wanting to stay in this lifeless place for a moment, the mountain road was winding, she walked aimlessly, but met a woman and a little girl on the mountainside.

In the dead of night, all three of them were shocked.

"You, your girl is a pilgrim of Fahua Temple?"

The woman asked first, her voice trembling with a hint of panic.

"Sort of." Feng thought about it, Wang Jianping paid the sesame oil money for her, and it seemed right for her to answer so.

"Girl, why is this Longhua Temple getting weirder and weirder?" The woman walked up to her with a desperate expression: "We have come to knock on the door for five consecutive nights, and the gate of Longhua Temple has never been there. ”

"What's the matter with the eldest sister coming to the temple late at night?"

The woman's face was sad, and tears flowed down her eyes as she spoke, and she gathered into the somewhat shrunken woman beside her and said: "This is the second daughter Liu'er, and the eldest daughter Yan'er collected medicine on this mountain for ten days, but somehow she suddenly disappeared, so I had to take the little girl to look for it every day." ”

The woman wiped her tears, looked at the vermilion gate under the moon not far away, pursed her lips and cried: "The night before yesterday, I was too tired to find, so I wanted to ask the monks of Longhua Temple if they had seen the eldest daughter, but I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door, so I thought about coming again tonight."

"Why don't you come during the day?"

"It's so far away from home that it's getting dark."