After the old lady said this, she almost arrived at the station, and got off the train with a smile. Probably she felt very spiritual, so she came from afar to make incense and make a vow.

I suddenly had an ominous premonition, listening to what the old lady said, although this Buddhist temple is a little capable, but it is too dirty, and it is too calculating. A true Buddhist person, who is compassionate, how can he be punished or something because of a word or two of abuse from a secular person.

Originally, I wanted to visit the master, but on second thought, this temple is a bit strange, and it is a trap to enter it in a grand way. It's better to find an opportunity to test and temptation to see what is sacred inside.

It was night, and the gate of Kiyomizuji Temple was closed, but there was light inside.

The fat man and I climbed over the wall, wandered around the temple for a while, figured out the general direction, and went straight to the host's room.

When I walked to the door of the meditation room, I suddenly saw a figure facing the wall and chanting in a low voice.

I asked the fat man to wait outside for me to take care of the wind by the way, and I tiptoed to the meditation room, calling Master Dezhi a few times, but no one responded.

Just wondering, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, only to see the old monk suddenly open his eyes, the whole person turned into a puddle of mud, fell to the ground, soon, he seemed to have no flesh and blood, crumpled into a thin layer of human skin, human skin and monk's robe under the black pressure out of a large piece of mice, see my scalp numb.

Subconsciously twisted a living fire talisman, shook his wrist, and ignited to disperse the mice.

Soon, the rats were afraid of fire and scattered, some under the feet of tables and chairs, and some into the monk's skin.

Seeing this, I gasped, I didn't expect that Master Dezhi, who received incense from all the people and worshipped, was actually a puppet? The real master of virtue and wisdom has been killed. We're going to have to get out of the way.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly saw the fat man standing in place as if he wanted to freeze.

Oh no, it's not like the fat man has fallen for the magic either.

I didn't dare to reach out to pat him, for fear that he would also turn into a human skin like Master Dezhi, and at this moment a person turned out behind him, with kind eyebrows and white hair, which was the pedantic old monk we had seen in the car that day.

I was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be furious, "Old monk, you let us come to your master, what is going on now." ”

The old monk smiled faintly and said, "Donor, you have misunderstood and found the wrong place." Kiyomizu Temple is not my mountain gate, and Master Dezhi is not my master. ”

I was dumbfounded, daring to love me was an oolong, and I couldn't help but blush.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion from people, and a group of people followed the sound. We were scrambling to find a place to hide.

The old monk lowered his voice and said: "If you come, you will be safe, since you want to find Dezhi, I know where he is, you come with me." ”

After that, without waiting for us to express our position, the old monk took us in the direction of the back mountain. Although the old monk is old, he is as agile as a monkey, and he is not much better than the young man.

When I came to a tomb in front of the mountain, a few strong monks guarded everywhere, some leaning on tree trunks to nap, some squatting and smoking, not at all like pure monks, but a bit like hooligans.

The sound of bells ringing in the tomb was constant, but the monks ignored it and were even a little impatient.

There is something strange in this scene.

"Amitabha, sins and sins." The old monk bowed his head and recited a Buddha name, and then said something that surprised us again: "Give me the three on the left, and the two on the right, can you clean it up?" ”

The fat man wiped his nose, "Jokes, don't say one, three or four is not a problem for my fat master." ”

"Hello, the three on the left will be handed over to you, and the little brother and I will deal with the two on the right." The old monk didn't seem to be ambiguous, so he flicked his sleeves and rushed to put down the two unprepared fake monks.