After recuperating at home for a week, the injured ones were almost recovered, and we were not relieved for a few days, and the information that Mr. Sun helped us find was sent to the door.

Dushan County, located in the south of Guizhou Province, is the southernmost point, bordering Nandan County, Guangxi.

Starting from Guiyang, it takes about two hours to arrive at Dushan County.

In the south of the county, about ten kilometers away, there is an unknown mountain, which is the location of the Rakshasa Temple mentioned in Fuyangzi's mouth.

The mountain is not nameless, but only a few people know the name of the mountain.

The old people in Dushan County above sixty years old call this mountain Black Mist Peak,

As long as the moon rises to the east mountain, the moonlight pours down from the sky, reaching the top of the black fog peak, and the black mist will rise from the mountain.

In a few minutes, the black fog will envelop the entire mountain, and the faint black fog will not disappear until the next morning.

From ancient times to the present, few people dare to enter this mountain, and they all say that there are evil ghosts and goblins in the mountain.

I have reacted to the relevant departments, but they all say that it is a natural phenomenon.

"If there really is a Rakshasa Temple on this mountain, it should have been discovered a long time ago." Dad bared his teeth and looked at the information given by Mr. Sun, frowning and looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see why.

Sanzi smiled and shook his head: "There must be a formation or something else blocking ordinary people, ordinary people can't find it at all, and they can't even see the Rakshasa Temple." ”

Hearing him say this, I suddenly remembered the person of Zen Master Zangtian,

According to what Fuyangzi said, this person's methods are comparable to that of the ancestor of the Junfang, and the techniques similar to Qimen Dunjia can be described as endless.

Even the nine-storied pagoda has the handwriting of the Tibetan Zen master, and this Rakshasa Temple can be said to be a secret place where he has contributed more.

For him, it's easy to use spells to evade the investigation of ordinary people.

"Will there be any relevant clues in the Tianji Monument?" Lao Song scratched his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Fuyangzi once said that there is such a record in the Tianji Monument, take a look at it." ”

After the words fell, Dad nodded and walked into the bedroom, and after a while, he walked out with the Tianji Monument,

The palm-sized Tianji Monument, don't talk about clues on it, not even a fart,

I looked left and right for a long time, but I still didn't figure out where the so-called clues were.

"Quack." Xiao Budian looked at the Tianji Monument in a daze, turned his head and shouted at me,

"What's the matter, you know how to get it." Put the little dot in the palm of his hand, tease it with his fingers, and asked with a smile,

The little guy nodded, and waved his little paws at me with his teeth and claws, and kept gesturing.

Seeing that I couldn't understand at all, Xiao Budian was also angry, raised his paw and scratched my face, turned around and jumped on the desk,

Tilting his head to look at the things on the desk, Xiao Budian bit a cup with his mouth and dragged it horizontally, and after getting in, two small paws were placed on his stomach, and his eyes were tightly closed,

"What do you mean, pretending to be dead?" Lao Song looked disdainful,

Play dead

As soon as I heard Lao Song's words, the scene in the Wild Dragon Palace suddenly appeared in my mind,

sarcophagus, in which we lie dead,

"Little guy, do you mean the Southwest Dragon Palace, the Seven Emotions Illusion,." Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked,

"Quack." Xiao Bu nodded vigorously,

As soon as the cry fell, the little guy got out of the cup, raised his paw and pointed to a box of wife cakes not far away,

Six Fingers asked suspiciously, "It can't be hungry." ”

Dad glared at the six fingers angrily, turned his head sideways and squinted his eyes to look at his wife's cake carefully, I don't know what he was thinking,

We didn't speak, we waited quietly, and we knew that my father was thinking,

After a long time, my father laughed: "Lao Tzu finally understands, it is the Seven Love Jade." ”

Xiao Budian shouted and kept nodding his head,

"Isn't that wife's cake very similar to Qiqing Jade, and it's in the Southwest Dragon Palace, it's definitely this."

While laughing, he rushed into the bedroom and took out the Seven Love Jade.

put the Qiqing Jade in his hand on the desk, and looked at Xiao Budian expectantly: "What's next." ”

The little guy didn't squeak, he bit the Seven Love Jade in his mouth, jumped to the Tianji Monument and knocked it with the Seven Love Jade,

Oh, I'll go, my dear ancestors, don't knock me down,

Before I could speak, the Tianji Monument suddenly lit up, and a little soft light emanated from the inside out, and we were all stunned for a moment.

I rubbed, it really became,

I saw that the Tianji Monument became like a projector, and lines of text emerged from it, and it was stereoscopic image technology, like watching a 3D movie.

"Zangtian Zen Master and Rakshasa once had a gambling contract, Zangtian narrowly won, and when Rakshasa was defeated, he used his clone to guard the Rakshasa Temple until the younger disciples arrived."

"For the Buddha and for the devil, for the devil in this life to be the Buddha in the world, for the devil there are also people to build temples, if not for the Buddha."

"Rakshasa is like a light wind and light clouds, but it has a killing heart, and it also has the attitude of idle clouds and wild cranes, which is wonderful."

"The breath of the Rakshasa goes straight to the sky, fortunately, there is a Tibetan heaven to suppress it with Buddhism, and the breath of the Rakshasa has not been cut off, and it has also overflowed in the Rakshasa Temple."

"Where the rakshasa is, the gods and ghosts do not enter the realm, and it will be useless to ask the gods to pray for ghosts."

"When the black mist covers the moon, the Rakshasa appears, and the real body is in the Nine Secluded Palace."

"Disciples of the younger generations, if you have inherited something, you must praise my Taoist."

"The disciple is my friend, and others are also my friend, a thousand years have passed, I don't know if you have forgotten the king's room."

"If you remember the past, fortunately, if you have no thoughts, no thoughts, no memories, you are sad."

"On that day, it was a blessing in life to raise a glass with you."

Looking at these words blankly, my brain was already quite chaotic, and now it is even more confusing.

The mist of the Black Mist Peak should be emitted by the Rakshasas.

When the black fog covers the sun, the Rakshasa appears, and the fog will appear in the daytime before the Rakshasa will come out.

What is the inheritance thing?,I guess it's similar to these things like the Seven Love Jade.,

My friend means that he thinks we're friends,

As for the sentence that gods and ghosts do not enter the realm, it is obvious that we can't invite gods and ghosts.

"When did we drink with Master Junfangzu?" Old Song's brows furrowed tightly, puzzled,

The third son's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he said in an uncertain tone: "Could it be that the ancestor of the Junfang is sighing, don't the ancients love to sigh, when writing ancient poems or books, they often write a few sentences of emotion into the book." ”

It's possible, when the third son says this, it's really a bit of a possibility,

The fat man also nodded thoughtfully: "That's what it means, ancient people were all sick with this." ”

"This Tibetan Zen Master is really a character, although I don't know what he gambled with Rakshasa for, but he can win." With unconcealable adoration in his eyes, Dad smiled and sighed: "Rakshasa is a god, this can win, amazing." ”

"The Nine Shadows Hall is the Nine Shadows Hall in the map that the third son brought." I laughed,

In fact, we all think it's quite strange, where did the map of the third son come from, who drew it,