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The little monk of the ten directions, Zhang Bin's eyes jumped, it seemed that he was just in time for the final plot development of A Chinese Ghost Story, but the things in front of him were not normal, he drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and walked out of the inn quickly without even eating the food

Thirty miles away, Lanruo Temple looks even more dilapidated, the vines on the stele are more dense, and the stone road is overgrown with weeds.

Zhang Bin took a quick turn when he came here, and even the place where the dryad was located and the mass grave behind him did not let go, and he used his divine sense to scan the ten zhang underground and found nothing else.

After looking for a long time, Zhang Bin came to the temple hall, which was relatively tidy back then, but now it looks very messy inside, a musty breath is full of the strange smell of snakes and rats, he opened the four doors together, and a whirlwind swept hundreds of snakes and dozens of mice flew out of the hall.

After cleaning up, Zhang Bin found a platform and sat down cross-legged and whispered to himself:

"Strange, if it is a missing person halfway, it must be a rest in the middle of the road every night, this half of the road is not near the village and there is no store, only this Lanruo Temple can settle down, if there are demons and evil people will be calculated here, but there is no demon in this Lanruo Temple, it is not that this goblin is not in Lanruo Temple, then I will take a look here, what is strange."

A hundred years of unpredictable time, Zhang Bin is no longer sure that those characters in the plot will appear, but he has cultivated the Mixed Yuan One Qi Yuan Infant, as long as no one is holding him back, he will not be a threat.

Soon it was dusk. Zhang Bin raised a fire in the main hall, and after a while, two footsteps approached the temple door and was pushed open, and the little monk who had seen it in the afternoon came in and saw Zhang Bin and turned around and said:

"Master. It's the man who reads in the inn, and he's here to stay, so we're in company. ”

The master of the ten directions is the long-eyed thin old monk Bai Yun, the old monk walked into the hall and said to Zhang Binheshi:

"Little donor, the poor monk and apprentice are disturbed."

Zhang Bin got up and hugged his fists and smiled:

"Master doesn't need to be polite, this deserted ancient temple is a place for passers-by to rest, and you and I are here on the same day is fate. Masters at will. ”

Bai Yun and Shifang sat down in the corner, looking at the hall where the Buddha statue had long since collapsed, Bai Yun shook his head and chanted the scriptures. Shi Fang put the back basket aside, made a Buddha call to the back basket, then turned to look at Zhang Bin and asked:

"This donor, are you going to Jinhua City?"

"Passing by, where is the little monk going?" Zhang Bin asked casually.

The white clouds on the side suddenly stopped chanting. Shifang scratched his bald head and said:

"We went to other monasteries to study the Dharma. Does the donor know the Buddhist scriptures? ”

Zhang Bin shook his head, he didn't have much prejudice against Buddhism, but he just scoffed at their statement that people were willing to suffer penance and cultivate the afterlife, and he just felt that this statement was fucked up before;

Since copying Yan Chixia's exercises, he knows that reincarnation does exist, but the reincarnation channel will not give the reincarnation memory no matter how good or bad it is, maybe the bad people will reincarnate a few times, so what is the effect. The reincarnated person can't remember the previous life, and what should he still do when he is a beast. No matter how much you suffer in this life, becoming a rich man in the next life is meaningless to this life.

Taoism cultivates the present life, Buddhism cultivates the next life, one is good and good is rewarded in this life, and the other is evil and evil is rewarded in the next life, which is indistinguishable for ordinary people, but practitioners understand that they cannot punish evil and promote good in this life, and they will be rich or tortured in the next life, and everything that people in this life will suffer has no impact at all.

Zhang Bin can barely accept the Taoist theory, and he can also accept the Buddhist method of persuasion, but he does not worship Buddha or promote the Tao, only do things with his own heart, he has also acted recklessly, and has also helped the world, everything is his nature, the more he understands, the more he does not want to believe in a certain statement, what he sees is true, he does not pray for the next life, nor destroys the human nature of this life, what he wants to do is always himself.

Shifang saw that Zhang Bin was not familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, so he couldn't find a topic, Baiyun's mouth Kiri Wala continued to chatter, Zhang Bin leaned on a collapsed incense table and squinted to rest, and Shifang had to look around with his eyes open.

The chanting stopped in the middle of the night, Bai Yun meditated and rested, and Shifang was already curled up next to the back basket, occasionally snorting, which added a layer of warmth to the hall.

"Woo woo"

The mountain wind rose again, and the grass clippings were swept up by the wind and knocked on the dilapidated temple gate, and the wind swept into the main hall from the cracks, blowing the flames and swaying continuously.

Suddenly, Bai Yun's eyes opened and he whispered:

"Ten directions, protect the back basket, there are demons."

This white cloud grabbed the Zen staff and jumped out as he spoke, and the Zen staff was still in the air and chased a demon wind on the ground, and the ten directions didn't know why they rushed to the door of the main hall with a basket on their backs, and closed the door with a nervous face.

Zhang Bin also felt it when the yin wind appeared, but he would not leave here at this time, and if he didn't find the problem of monsters appearing here again, he wouldn't make a move at will.

"What's going on?" Zhang Bin, who pretended to wake up from his sleep, looked at Shifang and asked.

Shifang hugged the back basket back and forth, and he said anxiously:

"Master said there were monsters, and he went to chase them."

"What are we going to do when the monster comes?" Zhang Bin also pretended to be nervous and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, when the time comes, you don't have to worry." Shifang was nervous but still comforted.

Zhang Bin nodded hurriedly and said:

"That's fine, little master, you have to be careful."

Zhang Bin understood the source of Shifang's nervousness but confidence, that is, there was a golden Buddha in the basket in his hand that stored countless Buddhist wishes, and that special energy was very powerful against demons and monsters, but it had little effect on human cultivators.

For the last plot of A Chinese Ghost Story, Zhang Bin has never understood, what is the material of the Golden Buddha in the hands of Shifang? Gold, absolutely impossible, if it is gold, who has ever seen a lump of gold fall to the ground and break into several pieces?

Stones, not right, the broken Golden Buddha is indeed golden, Zhang Bin estimated what kind of special material is specially used to create the Golden Buddha, it is not resistant to beating but has a metal effect, and it can also accommodate a large number of Buddhist wishes in it.

Zhang Bin wanted to see what that thing was, and then let the red queen analyze the particularity of the ingredients and willingness, and if they wanted to grab it, none of the ten parties were his opponents, even including the old monk Baiyun.

Many people say that Baiyun is comparable to Yan Chixia, but if you take a closer look, you can understand that this Baiyun's Buddhism exercises to restrain demons are not the opponent of the tree demon in the end, but Yan Chixia broke into the ghost city to save people with a sword and a skill, among which there is also Ning Caichen's kind of drag, and finally he can kill the black mountain at the peak of the body, this gap is not more than ordinary, Zhang Bin himself compared, and it should not be difficult for him to destroy dozens of other party's skills alone. (To be continued.) )