The night is as cool as water, the starry sky is full of stars, the waterwheel outside the Baiyun Temple is gurgling and turning, and the birds chirping during the day have perched on a big plane tree in the middle of the bamboo forest.

Chen Fan had been standing alone under the bamboo forest for a while, and during the day, the old monk sent the plaque to the strange place shown by the hilltop villa, which made him toss and turn and couldn't sleep at night.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of wooden fish inside the wall kept knocking, and the smell of burning incense and burning wax made Chen Fan unbearable to disturb it.

The chanting and Sanskrit sound that echoed inside and outside the courtyard made Chen Fan involuntarily walk out of the bamboo forest, he pushed open the door and slowly walked towards the Baiyun Temple in the courtyard.

The dilapidated wooden door of Baiyun Temple is still open, the old monk of Baoshan has his back to the gate, is sitting on a futon and recites the Buddha, under the candlelight, the monk of Baoshan looks solemn, holding the Buddha beads in his left hand, and the wooden mallet in his right hand to beat the bath, the Sanskrit sound is curling:

When contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom and walking in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it.

The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, there is no wisdom and no gain, so there is no gain.

Chen Fan felt that the old monk was a little familiar at first, but he didn't have much research on Buddhism, and when he heard the second paragraph, he remembered that this was the famous Vajra Praparamita Sutra of Buddhism, surrounded by Sanskrit sounds, Chen Fan walked into the temple gate, looking at the worship in the Baiyun Temple, in the middle of which was the Buddha of the West, on the left stood a statue of Guan Erye, on the right was a statue of the God of Wealth, and then it was a symmetrical land mother, the king of Jizo, Miller laughing Buddha, Wenqu Xing, but on the far right there was a missing statue, and only a missing throne was vaguely seen.

Chen Fan was surprised, the old monk stopped tapping the wooden fish, but opened his eyes, straightened his robe, and said to Chen Fan: "The donor doesn't rest so late, could it be that he is disturbed by the old man's Sanskrit?"

Chen Fan coughed dryly and said, "Okay, Master Baoshan, you talk like this, it makes people listen to it hard, I'm not here to listen to you chanting the Buddha, don't you have a whole cup?"

Chen Fan said, as if he was juggling, he made a gourd, dangled it in front of the old monk, and took off the gourd stopper, and the pleasant aroma of wine suddenly filled the entire temple.

"Amitabha, sin, sin!"

The old monk bowed deeply to the statues, and squinted his eyes saw Chen Fan taking a few sips of the gourd to his mouth, and the old monk's sleeves rolled coldly towards Chen Fan, and the gourd in Chen Fan's hand was subjected to an inexplicable traction and was snatched away by the monk.

"Gollum!"

The old monk snorted fiercely at the mouth of the gourd, and opened his mouth to scream with joy.

Chen Fan had already prepared, and as if he was juggling, he made a gourd again, pulled out the bottle cap and poured it slowly!

Master Baoshan saw that Chen Fan still had wine in his hand, and his sleeves rolled towards Chen Fan again, Chen Fan's pupils flashed with a different color, and the gourd in his hand deftly rolled over, breaking free from the cuffs like a toad's tongue, "Old monk, you are really insatiable." ”

"Huh?"

The old monk didn't succeed in a move, his eyes were burning, he stared at the gourd in Chen Fan's hand, and said in surprise: "The old monk has a lot of money in his sleeves, he can do everything to collect money and hide wine, he has never missed, Shaolang is a good method, I don't know who to learn from?"

"Old monk, do you ask me?" Chen Fan tilted his head and took a sip of wine, "I won't tell you." ”

"Hehe, if it weren't for the fact that the old man knew your temperament, I would have driven you out of the temple just because you were disrespectful to the Buddha and the old man. ”

Master Baoshan said dissatisfiedly.

Chen Fan smacked his lips, and then made a bag of whole roasted and oily rooster wrapped in tube leaves and swung it in front of the monk, with a smug look on his face, "Okay, you respect your Buddha, I will eat my meat!"

"Gollum!"

The old monk's eyes widened again after seeing the flower chicken that Chen Fan took out, and his hand with a string of Buddhist beads attacked the flower chicken like an eagle's claws.

Chen Fan had already expected it, and with a movement of his wrist, he threw the flower chicken from in front of him to the top with a whoosh.

The old monk didn't look at it, his body hovered in place, his body was several feet high out of thin air, and his hand grabbed the flower chicken.

Chen Fan said in his heart that this Baoshan master is really a hidden master, and his heart rose to fight, and his body jumped up and grabbed the flower chicken.

Swish!

When the flower chicken was about to hit the temple beam above, the two hands each pulled a chicken leg on the left and right, and the two of them used force, and the flower chicken was divided into two.

Chen Fan's body fell down, sitting firmly on the ground, he squinted at Master Baoshan, as if to see what kind of martial arts he used.

Who knew that when Master Baoshan was in the air, he stuffed half of the chicken into his mouth, ignoring his body, and with a bang, he fell to the ground fiercely, screaming.

"The waist of the old man, the waist of the old man!"

The old monk covered his waist with one hand, but his mouth kept moving, and when Chen Fan was about to help him, he snatched half of the chicken in Chen Fan's hand and spit on the chicken leg.

"Haha, this thing is already the old man's. ”

Chen Fan: "......"

Chen Fan lost the whole chicken, and he was not angry, but was a little speechless while drinking while watching the old monk finish the whole chicken.

"Amitabha, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has a hiccup in his heart!"

The old monk burped, making Chen Fan's eyelids jump wildly, and somehow, he remembered the scene where Saihuatuo once fought with him for chicken food, this chicken, he roasted for two hours, and now, he didn't eat a bite, all into the old monk's stomach.

The old monk wiped his greasy hand on the robe, picked up the wooden fish mallet, and threw it in front of Chen Fan.

"What's the matter? You're not going to let me knock on the wooden fish, are you?"

The old monk smiled, took out his hand into the robe, and threw Chen Fan an old scripture, he tilted his hairless head again, a key fell from the back of his ear, he rubbed his stomach, and said: "Chen family boy, what you have done in the past few days, the old man has seen it in his eyes, and now he has received your benefits in vain, I naturally will not let you suffer, the old man has not traveled for a while, and I will leave it to you to take care of it here, remember, if you feel that your heart is not pure, then chant it again, and go to rest with your troubles!"

"Hey, Master Baoshan, I just wanted to ask where you came from, why did you want to leave?" Chen Fan was a little speechless, he looked at the key and gavel in his hand, and his face was confused.

"Origin and extinction, there is cause and effect, the old man is guarding this pure land, and the mirror is stained with dust, so naturally he has to go out to wash it, don't ask again. After the old monk finished speaking, Chenbu had moved to the gate of the courtyard, and he was about to leave, when he suddenly ran to Chen Fan again, stretched out his hand, and looked at Chen Fan pitifully, "Old man is far away, how can you do it without entanglement?" ”

"I don't have any money!" Chen Fan was a little speechless, and he wanted to hand the old monk a begging bowl, but the old monk smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and had a wad of banknotes in his hand, "How about it, have you ever learned this trick in your sleeves?"

Chen Fan subconsciously reached out and touched the wallet on his waist, and found that it was empty, while the old monk walked away proudly.

"!"

Chen Fan cursed, he was originally just curious about the origin of the old monk, but now that the wine is gone, the chicken has been robbed and eaten, and he has to help him guard the temple, what kind of bird is this?

Chen Fan walked out of the courtyard, after making sure that the old monk was far away, he played with the key in his hand, threw the mallet into the temple, his face showed joy, and walked towards the wing room against the wall in the south, he pushed open the door, looked at the furnishings inside, and laughed: "A bottle of wine and a chicken can be exchanged for such a big manor, it's worth it, it's worth it!"

After Chen Fan finished laughing, he looked at a Sydney pear on the wooden table, his pupils were surging, his sleeves rolled up towards the table, and the Sydney pear swished and disappeared.

In the next second, Chen Fan's palms were spread, and there was an extra Sydney pear in his hand.

"Is this the secret of the sleeve?"

Chen Fan closed his eyes and savored, for a long time, he opened his eyes, his eyes showed a clear look, his hands changed again, three silver needles popped out of his fingertips, at first the silver needles were not visible, until the three silver needles pierced into the wooden board on the wall, the three wax hearts in front of Chen Fan were cut off, and the candle was extinguished!

"The northern monk in the northern monk and the southern witch turned out to be the monk Baoshan. ”

In the darkness, Chen Fan's voice echoed in a low voice.

At the same time, at the top of a certain high-rise building, a black-robed man held a Buddha statue, his five fingers were as thin as wood, and the Buddha statue was repeatedly rotated and looked over, and for a long time, he snorted and laughed, "I see, I see, what a bullshit treasure, what a big lie! With this thing, the ultimate goal of the Divine Hidden Society will be realized! Forty-nine years, the old man has been waiting for forty-nine years...... In another year, the Divine Hidden Society will soon dominate the entire world!!"

If Chen Fan was here, he would definitely find that the Buddha statue held by the black robe was the statue of the King of a Thousand Kings that he got from the King of a Thousand Kings.

"Someone!"

The black robe swung and the black robe swung, and the Buddha statue disappeared.

"Elder, the Golden Armor is ready for your dispatch!"

A man with a golden mask suddenly appeared, facing the black robe, kneeling on his knees, kissing the toes of the black robe with his mouth, and then he put his hands flat on the ground, and the whole person was prostrate, much more well-behaved than a pug.

"Jin Nu, pass the order, the Divine Hidden Society must complete all the tasks it is performing within a year, and the funds invested in several major families should be returned, and in addition, the action of killing the rebels must also be put on the agenda, I heard that the five women who were taught by you are still alive and well?"

"Lord, please give me a little time, I will personally go and take the lives of those five women!"

When the man in the golden mask heard the words of the black robe, his whole body was prostrate and trembling.

"Hmph, it's just five unsuccessful traitors, and you don't need to take action personally, I will send fifteen silver-armored warriors to deal with them, if I'm not mistaken, some of them are already active under our noses, as for you, I have a more important task for you!" The black robe turned around, and a piece of paper suddenly appeared in his thin fingers, and the paper fluttered in front of the golden-masked man.

The man in the golden mask picked up the paper with both hands, and the gaze hidden behind the mask looked at the pattern on the paper, a little puzzled.

"Give you half a year, be sure to find such a place that matches the picture, remember, this matter must not be known to the second person, the main place you are looking for is the country's places of interest, or the ruins of old temples, etc., go, don't let me down." ”

"Yes, I will grow!"