This is the first time that everyone has heard the name of the old monk, and the dirty Taoist priest doesn't care about that, he turned around and arched his hand, "Exactly, can you tell the whereabouts of the master, we are really in a hurry, if we can't find it again, the people in the city are in danger." ”

The black shadow stood there and looked at him for a while, then nodded and said, "What you said is not a lie, very good, please explain the details in detail, and I will consider whether to take you to see Uncle Yuanhai." ”

The dirty Taoist priest recounted what happened in the city in great detail.

There are a lot of embellishments in the rhetoric, especially about the worm mother and the old ghost woman in the general's mansion, which sounds quite mysterious anyway, and it is even more dangerous than what we really encountered.

The black-clothed men just stood silently and listened until Daoist Long finished speaking, and he didn't say a word.

But judging from the rhythm of their bodies, it is obvious that they still listen to this story.

After half a ring, the man in black in the lead nodded, and only said briefly, "Follow me." Then he turned around and walked towards the depths of the temple.

The three of us glanced at each other and walked in as well, these are the monks of this temple, and they should be able to help us find Master Yuanhai.

The temple built in the middle of the mountain is still very peculiar, in fact, the area we walk in is not completely enclosed, there is a crack above, and the dazzling starlight can be faintly seen.

Soon we followed a few black-clothed people to a large hall, and there was a plaque hanging outside the hall, with three purple and gold characters on it.

Pushing open the door and entering, there is a spacious stone cave, and a huge Buddha statue stands on the innermost wall.

The Buddha statue was holding a vajra demon pestle, and his feet were stepping on a soft worm covered with rings on its body, still with a hideous expression, glaring angrily downward.

There is a bronze incense burner standing at the offering table in front, but now there is no tribute, let alone incense.

Several men in black lowered their cloaks on their heads, revealing a few bald heads, and bowed down with their hands in front of the Buddha statue.

Guo Lianyue exclaimed, "It's actually the Qing World Demon Suppression Venerable!" I didn't expect him to be enshrined here? No wonder. ”

After a few monks bowed, they glanced back at Miss Guo and continued to lead us inside.

What I can see here is that these monks have a high nose bridge and dark complexion, and they are not from Middle-earth, but like Hu people of foreign tribes.

Passing through the main hall, there is a wide avenue in front of you, and on both sides of the road are small Buddha statues, but there is a rancid smell coming from it.

Needless to say, it's the old ghost woman's blood oil again.

I thought that the black-robed monks would continue along the road, but the leading monk walked up to one of the Buddha statues and turned the Buddha's head half a circle to the right with his hand.

The sound of the spring came from the Buddha statue, and soon the stone wall behind it retreated inward, opening a hole that was high for one person.

Several monks went in one after another, and the dirty Taoist priest looked at me, and although he didn't speak, I knew that he was waiting for me to make a decision.

"Let's go, it's all here, we have no choice but to believe in them." I waved my hand and leaned in.

After entering the cave, I found that there was also a passage behind the Buddha statue, which could only allow one person to barely pass.

There are some portraits of the Buddha hanging on the walls on both sides, but they are far from the scale outside.

It should have been dug up to deal with the current crisis, but the air here is very fresh, and there is no rancid smell in the passage outside just now.

On the contrary, there was a faint smell of sandalwood, which made people feel much calmer after smelling it, which is probably a meditation method of Buddhism.

Walking in this passage, only footsteps were heard, no one spoke, and in front of them were a few monks walking silently.

I didn't know where we would end up, but my intuition told me that these monks would not harm us.

After walking for a while, a hole appeared in front of me, and after following the drill, I came to a large hall.

It should be said that it is more appropriate to be a practice room, with several wooden figures placed in the four corners of the hall, and several weapon racks around them, and various weapons on the shelves.

At the innermost part of the hall stood a statue, which was different from the Buddha statue outside, with a human body with the head of an eagle, a suit of multicolored armor, and a short dagger in each hand.

This image is very similar to the way they killed the corpse king at the beginning, and I am afraid this is the god they believe in.

Seeing that my eyes had been fixed on the statue, the leading monk said, "This is the Divine Eagle King Kong, the patron saint of our temple, and also the belief of our Dharma Protector monks, but it's just ......"

A black-clothed monk walked up from behind, "Senior brother, this is not your fault, the enemy is too strong, who would have thought that the old woman would call the golden soldiers." ”

The leading monk shook his head, "That's not the case, if we had decisively blown up the mountain road at that time, they wouldn't have been able to come up at all, and I was to blame." ”

I stepped forward and looked at a few monks, "I don't know the exact situation, but I can guess what happened." ”

"That old ghost woman is the national teacher of the Jin Kingdom, and this place is not under the protection of the Great Song Dynasty, even if you blow up the mountain road, they will still find a way to come up sooner or later."

"Besides, we have also fought with that old woman, she is not an ordinary character, but the protector of the Yin Ghost Sect, and she has many means, so the master doesn't have to blame himself."

"Let's explain the situation now and see what to do next."

The leading monk raised his head, looked at me for a while, and then recited the Buddha's name, "Sin, I am impetuous, and the donor sees more clearly than me." ”

He turned back to the youngest monk behind him and said, "I'll go find something to eat, Fa Yin, and tell a few donors about the situation here." ”

"The aura on their bodies has passed the test of the King Kong Palace, and there is no evil spirit, it shouldn't be wrong, you are so entertained." The leading monk said no more, and disappeared at the end of the hall in a few steps.

The youngest monk saluted his senior brother and walked over, "Several donors, I am the Dharma Seal of the Guardian Monk of the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the one just now is my senior brother Fa Ming, these are my senior brothers." ”

"Listening to your tone, it should be the person that Uncle Yuanhai said, then you can help."

Only then did I see his appearance clearly, he was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but his eyes were vicissitudes, and he did not have the childishness of his peers, but he looked like an old man.

The dirty Taoist narrowed his eyes when he heard this, took a step forward, and asked, "So, that old monk, no, Master Yuanhai is your uncle, where is the other?" ”

At the mention of this, the monk's face darkened, "My uncle, he sat down." ”