"Master, there's a place to stay!"

The little monk held the lantern vigorously, and through this dim light, he saw the shadow of some small towers not far away. He was happy, this thing was too familiar to him, whether it was the shape or the position of it, it was the same as the Pagodalin he had grown up in.

There must be a Buddhist temple in Tallinn, and you can finally find a tile to cover your body, and you don't have to worry about the aggressive black rain clouds overhead, and you can give a free bath water.

The two of them walked quickly to the towering stone stele, and the little monk of the ten directions swept the stone stele covered with rotten leaves and moss with his hands, leaking out the deep words of the axe and chisel inside.

"Lanruo Temple!"

Looking at the name of this temple, the old monk's eyes were both happy and sad, and he was happy that when his Buddhist disciples were seeking accommodation in the mountains, they could find a place for Buddhas, which was really blessed by the Buddha. Sadly, this Lanruo Temple has been abandoned for at least more than a hundred years from the corrosion traces of the stone stele, and he has never heard of such a place in the world's Buddhist temples. He couldn't help but think of the current chaos in the world and the decay of Buddhism.

"Master, the door is over there!"

The little monk Shifang ran over and interrupted the old monk's thoughts. He restrained his mind for a moment and silently recited the Buddha's name a few times before nodding and following Shixiang to the door.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the strong wind blew the fallen leaves in the forest like small knives, and the black clouds pressed the city, and the water vapor was stirred by the wind and spread between the heavens and the earth, almost to the point that I couldn't see my fingers.

I'm afraid the rain will be a lot tonight!

Shifang led the way in front, and the old monk took the time to look at the sky, and sighed slightly in his heart. It has been a month and a half since I came out of the Big Buddha Temple, and this journey has only been walked, and I don't know when I will be able to arrive. Fortunately, the Golden Buddha is fine, otherwise they wouldn't have to go to Wutai Mountain.

Bypass a few rockeries that are no longer in shape. Walking through the long corridor covered with fallen leaves, and through the lotus pond that had turned into a pool of stagnant water and exuded a foul smell, the master and apprentice finally found the main entrance of the main hall.

Looking at the ruined walls, the black-lit hall, and the black shadows reflected by the light that didn't know where it came from, Shifang suddenly felt a little timid, leaned behind the master, and whispered: "Master, it's gloomy here!" ”

"You don't have to be afraid!" The old monk Baiyun said seriously: "Let me tell you, there are powerful ghosts here in Lanruo Temple!" ”

"Devil?" The voices of the little monks of the ten directions have changed.

At this time, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the black clouds in the sky, and the little monk of the Ten Directions trembled all over his body. Instinctively retreated.

It didn't matter if it was back, it hit a pillar in the back. The front beam weighed in the Buddha hall is generally made of more than 100 years of coarse wood brushed with vermilion tung oil, at this time it is in disrepair, insects and ants will inevitably appear a few wooden thorns, and there is no hair on the head of Shifang. This spur is right on the scalp, can it not hurt?

I screamed out at once. Jumped behind the old monk at a faster pace.

His sudden "eh" sounded. On the contrary, the old monk was startled, looking at Shifang holding his head in shock, and then looked at the pillar to understand what was going on. Stretching out a finger and flicking the center of Shifang's eyebrows, the wooden thorn on the back of the little monk's head suddenly shot out.

The old monk shook his head and walked towards the main hall.

"Master, master!"

The little monk of the ten directions reached out and touched the back of his head. There was not a drop of blood except for the pain. It's just a small wooden thorn, and even if it bleeds, it won't be so fast. But Shifang didn't think so. He was already startled by the ghost, and then it hurt inexplicably, and he inevitably thought about playing. I was even more worried in my heart. Seeing the old monk striding forward, he immediately trotted behind.

"Shifang, don't keep stepping on my heels!"

"I want you to know I'm following you!"

The two entered the main hall and took advantage of the light of the lantern to find a way to the interior. The little monk of the ten directions bent over, almost stuffing his head into the armpit of the old monk, and followed behind like a little mouse.

The old monk was very helpless, he was already dizzy and couldn't see the path clearly, and there was a burden behind it. He said slightly: "You are so timid, you will sleep at the door tonight!" ”

"Why?"

"I heard that there is a ghost, you are so easy to run!"

"Master, if there really is a ghost here, I don't mind continuing to hurry or go back to the market!"

"Shifang, there are no taboos if you have the Golden Buddha to protect you! Moreover, the golden Buddha unexpectedly appeared during the day, and many people were accused of thinking crookedly. Do you prefer to go back and face the piles of gangsters, or do you want to stay here for the night with the Golden Buddha in mind? ”

The little monk's face was a little red, and he was a little ashamed, but he couldn't help it if he was timid. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed outside, and a flash of light illuminated the entire hall. Shifang saw at a glance the face of King Ming in the center of the main hall. He suddenly and miraculously calmed down. Turned his head to look at the pouring rain outside. Hehe smiled: "That's still here, it's raining a lot outside the door!" ”

The old monk shook his head, too lazy to say anything He reached out and stroked the cobwebs on the pillar, nodded as if he thought of something, the monk's robe shook, the dust was raised, and the ground was suddenly cleared out of a lot of energy, sat down and slowly untied the blanket on his body, and said, "I think we will stay here for a night tonight." We'll leave early tomorrow morning! ”

"Oh!" Shifang nodded obediently, put down the back basket and held it in his arms, and sat next to the old monk. Feeling the unbearable hunger in his stomach, he muttered in a low voice: "I don't know when there will be something to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple!" ”

The old monk slowly closed his eyes, slowly fiddled with the Buddha beads in his hand, and said, "If you are hungry, you can go to the fate by yourself!" ”

"No need! I'm with you! Shifang quickly refused, took out the head cloth from his sleeve and gently put it on his bare head, tightened the golden Buddha in his arms, put his chin on the back basket, and closed his eyes.

It's not that he misses the Buddha, but he really wants to sleep after a tired day—

In the pouring rain, eight or nine ragged bandits carried all kinds of weapons in their hands, and hurriedly ran through the mountains and forests as if they were being chased by ghosts.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap, and the bandit leader suddenly became clever and stopped with a loud shout.

Behind him, seven or eight mountain mouths gasped and stopped, shaking their rain-soaked clothes, and frequently looked behind them.

A handful of the head cloth on his head, wiped his face indiscriminately, and the boss roared loudly: "Who shouted that there was a ghost just now?" It's you? Or are you? I'm even afraid of fucking ghosts, how can I rob things in the future! ”

A fat man also rubbed his face, and the black face that he did not hesitate to do all the year round instantly turned a little whiter, and said with a mouth full of big yellow teeth: "But big brother, you were the first to run!" ”

"Fart!" The old man couldn't do it, he stretched out his hand and slapped him on the head with the big knife, and shouted: "Lao Tzu is a thing that cares about you, eats people's food and doesn't talk about people!" ”

There was a commotion here, and the sound of a woman singing could be heard in the distance.

The voice was soft and soft, and suddenly the entire mountain forest rippled three times and did not disperse, and it entered the ears of the bandits, and suddenly a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman singing.

To be a thief, the nature of greed for money and lust is absolutely indispensable. followed the two monks for a night, not only lost but also frightened by the ethereal ghost, and when there was no way to vent the depression in my heart, such a seductive singing voice and beauty appeared. They could not bear it, and they looked around looking for the source of the song.

"Where? Where are the women singing? ”

"Boss, up there!"

As the minions who had lost half of their teeth looked at it, the boss suddenly found that a small bamboo building appeared on the hillside at some point. The soft firelight fluttered through the pale yellow gauze curtains, and the sound of silk and bamboo entered the ears, accompanied by a stream of beautiful singing, which actually gave people a sense of calm and tranquility.

"Up!"

Without hesitation, the daring thieves didn't think about why this bamboo building suddenly appeared here, and climbed to the bamboo tower along the mountain rock against the heavy rain, and the courage and momentum were even higher than those masters who climbed Mount Everest in later generations. (To be continued......)