*Northwest Ancient Temple (33)*

In the lonely darkness, Chen Xiaofeng only felt that his body was erratic, and he didn't know whether it was hanging in the air or falling to the ground.

Finally, after wandering for a while, light appeared in front of his eyes again. After Chen Xiaofeng's eyes adjusted, he found himself lying in a small bamboo hut. The furnishings around me are very familiar, but I can't remember them all at once.

At this time, the door opened, and he saw that his daughter-in-law, Miss Wali, who had not passed through the door, was holding a silver basin with freshly made haode washing water, and walked to his side with gentle steps. Now Chen Xiaofeng is strange, just now he was obviously in Cishan Village, what about the thousand-year-old zombie king who has become as tall as a mountain? What about Master? What about Cuiyun? And what about the villagers who are scattered and on the run?

How did he blink an eye, and he came to the trumpet Miao Village in the deep mountains of Miaojiang again. Vali is still so beautiful, looking at herself so affectionately, was she dreaming just now?

Chen Xiaofeng sat up from the bed and shook his head vigorously! When he opened his eyes again, he found that it was indeed not a dream, and Vali stood in front of him, still so beautiful and moving.

Chen Xiaofeng touched the top of his head and thought for a while, it seems that he was really dreaming before, he has never left the deep mountain Miao Village at all, or he is the person in this deep mountain Miao Village.

In short, Chen Xiaofeng is now a mess, and he can't tell which side is the dream and which side is the reality, and then said to Wali: "Wali girl, did I sleep here?" Haven't I left Miao Jiang before? ”

After Chen Xiaofeng finished speaking, Wali stepped forward with a hot towel and wiped Chen Xiaofeng's face while saying, "Are you sleepy?" When did you leave? We only became close yesterday, and you started talking nonsense early this morning, it seems that you drank too much last night. Come, let's go to the ground after washing your face, the food is ready, hurry up and go out to eat, my father is still waiting. ”

After speaking, Wali turned around and went out, Chen Xiaofeng got dressed on the ground, and then saw Wali taking dishes and chopsticks on the table with a foreign object. Chen Xiaofeng thought to himself, "After a long time, my previous toss was all a dream, now it's okay, no one is dead, there are not so many troublesome things, there are not so many people I don't know, there is only a beautiful daughter-in-law by my side, and I will definitely be happy in the future." ”

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofeng quietly walked behind Miss Wally, then smiled evilly, and hugged Wali from behind. Full of his beautiful daughter-in-law, Chen Xiaofeng was infinitely happy in his heart at this time. Since everything before was a dream, the dream has woken up, and I don't have to carry so many things anymore. Since then, I have lived a good life with this beautiful daughter-in-law, a male farmer and a female weaver.

But at this moment, Chen Xiaofeng suddenly felt that something was wrong. It is said that he suddenly hugged his daughter-in-law from behind, according to common sense, she should be startled, right? Why didn't you react at all, and your hand to clean up the dishes and chopsticks stopped? It was as if he was holding a lump of wood, cold and cold, and he didn't move.

Just as Chen Xiaofeng was thinking nonsense, his daughter-in-law slowly turned her head. But instead of turning like an ordinary person, the whole head was turned along the neck, as if there were no bones in the neck.

When Chen Xiaofeng saw Wali's turned face clearly, he was frightened and did not possess his body. Because the face that turned around was no longer the beautiful and gentle Vali that she had before, but the face of Cuiyun, who was bleeding from seven holes and full of wounds!!

Chen Xiaofeng was so frightened that he screamed, fell directly to the ground, pointed to the face of Cuiyun who was covered with blood and said, "You, you, who are you?" Aren't you the person of my dreams? Didn't you get bitten to death by a zombie??? ”

After saying this, I saw Cuiyun, whose face was covered with blood, open his mouth and said, "You negative person, your master and I are waiting for you to come back and save us." But I didn't expect you to be merry and happy here, and now that we have become a terrible ghost, you don't want to live well, I will strangle you!! ”

Saying that, Cuiyun, who was straight, twisted her head, had her whole body joints "gurgling", and her two hands were stiffly broken from the front, and she grabbed Chen Xiaofeng's neck with a pounce forward.

Chen Xiaofeng felt that it was difficult to breathe at this time, and a fishy smell rushed into his nose, and he felt even more uncomfortable at this time, who was already unable to breathe. At this moment, the surrounding scenery began to change, the small bamboo house before was gone, the dining table was gone, the marriage bed was gone, and even the neatly arranged furniture was gone.

Some are just deserted graves all over the mountains, and countless figures are walking towards him. Chen Xiaofeng endured the sharp pain in his neck and the difficulty in breathing, and looked at it with his spare eyes: "Ah! ”

I saw that the figures surrounding me were none other than my master, uncle, Ma Dazhuang, the old village chief, the bearded, the old leader of the second people, Wali, Linghui, and so on, and I felt that I was the person in my dream before. All of them were blue-faced, covered in blood, and some of them did not have heads.

In other words, it's not that there is no head, but that a person with his own head in his hand is approaching him. After a while, Chen Xiaofeng's side was full of these terrifying people, and they stretched out their hands one after another, no, it should be said that they were claws. Some of them also opened their bloody mouths, and countless maggots crawled around from the mouths that kept bleeding blood.

Gradually, Chen Xiaofeng was overwhelmed by these people who he thought were in a dream, and the boundless pain and difficulty in breathing made him die in pain. At this moment, Chen Xiaofeng suddenly thought that in his so-called dream, he should be a Taoist priest. No, to be more precise, it should be a person who has not yet become a Taoist priest and is cultivating to the level of a Taoist priest.

Immediately, he habitually began to chant the "Taishang Zhenjun Exorcism Mantra", and when the sound of the spell resounded through the vast land, Chen Xiaofeng felt that the pain in his body disappeared, and his vague consciousness gradually recovered.

"Isn't that right? I'm not a Taoist in my dream, I'm Chen Xiaofeng, a Taoist heir! My master and others are still waiting for me to save them, Cuiyun is with the masters, Wali is still in the village of Miaojiang, the bearded man and the others are in the blue brick houses of the northwest temple, and I am also in the five formations of the zuihou. ”

Chen Xiaofeng's eyes finally opened, and he found that he was still his original self, and that room was still the same room. There were no other people or other objects in front of him except the large bronze bell with a golden body.

The big bronze bell was still there, but the strange sound of the bell kept echoing in my ears. Chen Xiaofeng stabilized his mind at this time, it seemed that the reason why he fell into that endless nightmare was that the big bronze bell was the culprit.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhenren quickly took out a spirit paper spell from the yellow cloth belt, broke it in two and stuffed it into his ear, preventing the magic sound from filling his ears again to control his mind. Immediately, Xiao Zhenren took out his talisman blade, Biyue Splitting Water Thorn, and on his toes on the ground, he rose into the air, which was about to split this evil bell.

Just when Chen Xiaofeng's cold light blade was still half a foot away from the bronze bell, the big bronze bell suddenly began to swing violently, and suddenly a super strong sound wave hit him, Chen Xiaofeng couldn't dodge, and was rushed by the sound Lang.

Fortunately, there is a spiritual talisman in the ear, otherwise, ordinary people who are filled with this magic sound will bleed to death on the spot. Now that Chen Xiaofeng had regained his senses, the voice of the evil bell could no longer control his mind. I saw the sharp blade in the hand of the little real person flash, and there was a loud "click", and the strange evil bell was split in half from top to bottom.

After Chen Xiaofeng landed, he carefully looked at the bronze bell that had become two pieces on the ground, and saw five big characters from the place where there were words on the two halves - "The Third Chen Tuo Bell".

After seeing these words clearly, Chen Xiaofeng suddenly realized, no wonder this bell can make himself hallucinate and enter other artistic conceptions. It turns out that this bell is the first of the Buddha's treasures. Legend has it that the origin of this bell is too big, and legend has it that there was once a bronze bell by the side of Buddha Shakyamuni Protector Vajra. This Dharma Protector is in charge of the worship time of the Buddha cultivators on earth.

If a monk from a temple does not chant sutras on time, then the bronze bell protector Vajra will come to the lower realm from the Nine Heavens and punish the monks in that temple. Zuihou because the bronze bell protector King Kong once coveted the world's wine, but he missed the time of the worship of the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, and did not ring the bell on time to tell the time.

Therefore, the Buddha was furious, and ordered him to turn into a bronze bell, go to the temple in the lower realm, and ring the bell for the monks who practiced for thousands of years. However, according to legend, this bell has a different purpose. That is, a good person in the mortal world who has not cultivated, if he hears the sound of this holy bell, then the most concerned thing in his mind will become a reality. If the heinous and wicked person hears this bell, he will be taken to the place of reincarnation of the ninth life. And this wicked person will be tormented by the evil deeds he has done forever there, and he will never be reborn.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofeng really pinched a cold sweat for his previous state, if his mind was a little weaker, then he would be led to the Shijie in his heart by this Buddhist holy bell. At that time, let alone the master who can't save himself, even he will forever wander in the shijie of reality and dreams, and he will never be able to get out.

Then Chen Xiaofeng said in his heart: This is a trouble, I used the Biyue water sting to split the treasures of other people's Buddhism, if people let me pay in the future, where can I compensate.

No, Chen Xiaofeng immediately dispelled this thought, thinking, "Anyway, these evil arrays are also laid by the grandson of the fat demon monk, what good things can he put down, Xiao Zhenren, I just smashed all the things in it, and it is also for the heavens, where is there any guilt." ”

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaofeng no longer paid attention to the bronze bell that was divided into two parts, and walked straight to the strength of this room. Immediately, Chen Xiaofeng screamed with both arms, and it didn't take much effort to open the big black iron door.

After entering it, Chen Xiaofeng found that this place was big enough, much larger than the room where the bronze bell was placed before. The difference was that the previous room had been plastered with lime walls, but this large cave was pitch black, and there was no light at all.

Just after Chen Xiaofeng blew the fire fold, he suddenly gasped: "This, this is ??? ”

If you want to know what will happen next, please enjoy the next chapter, and the next one will be more exciting.