The person in charge of the cottage is a thin old man with a wrinkled face, although he was born in the mountains outside the country, but he has read a few enlightenment scriptures, and when he is happy, he will also write two sentences in his mouth: "There are friends from afar, and they don't say it." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A few people followed the old man into the cottage, and there were thatched wooden houses everywhere, and there was no planning, one family in the east and one in the west, which was dazzling.

Although the villagers were slightly thin, their eyes were very bright, and they looked a little simple, but Chu Ci saw a little sadness in the eyes of those young villagers, and when they saw the stunning faces of several women, some showed pity, and some laughed with indignation, but they didn't know what was wrong.

"Don't worry about watching the show." Chu Ci whispered to keep the girls vigilant.

When the sun was approaching dusk, Chu Ci and a few people were led to the old man's house, just happened to meet Tang Seng, a few villagers came to the old man's house to help, and gave dishes, although there were only a few plates of dried vegetables and dried meat, but thinking about the economic conditions of this time period, it can be seen that the village is using its heart to entertain guests.

"The mountains and fields are simple, please forgive the master and a few others." The old man smiled and invited a few people to dinner.

Chu Ci and Zixuan flipped through it, they already had a plan in their hearts, and signaled to the other women with their eyes, pretending to eat, but in fact, they transferred these things to other places, Tang Seng didn't react, first thanked the old man, and then slowly ate, only eating dried vegetables and steamed buns throughout the whole process, and it didn't get any meat at all, even if a plate of fried pheasant meat was placed in front of him, he was not moved at all.

Seeing that the villagers praised him, he asked about the origin of Tang Seng and did not hide it.

"Monks in the east, Buddha in the west, seeking the truth, and crossing the common people."

The twelve words carried out Tang Seng's 'arduous' journey in the next ten years, and also represented Tang Seng's great prayer.

"I see, the master is so courageous!" The old man was stunned, and hurriedly smiled and flattered.

"The elders have an excessive reputation, and the poor monks dare not be ashamed." Tang Seng hurriedly returned the salute, and then said bluntly: "According to the poor monk's view, the black clouds in your village are dense, and the evil karma is turned into evil, and the male donors in the village have more black light on their faces, and the more green the female sandalwood, the more inhumane things happen in the village." ”

Tang Seng didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he said it, the faces of seven or eight villagers, including Lao Zhang, all changed greatly, and a wisp of hostility gradually surfaced in his heart, but he didn't know why, he suppressed himself and didn't have a seizure on the spot.

"Master Gaojian, there was a bandit captivity in this village a few years ago, and many people died and a lot of bandits were killed." The old man's face showed a little sadness, and he sighed.

"I see!" Tang Seng nodded, which also made sense.

Only Chu Ci sneered in his heart, this big bald head can't be seen, and it's easy to listen and believe partially, but he is not easy to fool, Yuan Shenling's eyes opened, the latest scourge was just yesterday, where did it come for several years.

With the meal, the old man led everyone to the guest room of his house, although it was called a guest room, it was actually a clean room cleaned up, with a few bamboo mats, Tang Seng Chu Ci two men lived in the east room, and several women lived in the west room.

As soon as she entered the room, Sadako couldn't wait to ask Zixuan what was wrong with her meal.

"It's not fatal, it's a simple mountain herb, and it's easy to fall into a coma if you eat too much." Zi Xuan waved her hand, if it was a deadly poison, she and Chu Ci would have already taken action to put down those villagers.

"Sister Zixuan, what should we do next?"

Zixuan pondered for a moment: "Wait and see what happens." ”

On the other side, Chu Ci and Tang Seng were humble to each other, Tang Seng was stupid, he couldn't say Chu Ci, he slept on the mat, and Chu Ci simply meditated and pranayama, waiting for the villagers to act.

The night in ancient times was not like modern times, when the sun went down, and the villagers rested early.

At the time of the handover of the night, there was movement in the originally quiet cottage!

The door of the house close to the old man's house opened, and more than a dozen young people came out of it and rushed towards the old man's house.

Chu Ci Zixuan Zhenzi noticed the movement for the first time, but she didn't act immediately, wanting to see what these young men were going to do. If you plan to kill people, rob money, and rob color, you don't need to do it, and the real red and crimson can level this cottage.

Unexpectedly, those young men did not go to the west room, but came to the east room, one by one fell outside the window door, after a small half of the sound, even the old man trembled and turned out of the door, and carried a blow pipe in his hand, handed it to the young man outside the window.

"Rest for a while, protect yourselves, and I'll go out with them." Chu Ci swept his mind and confirmed that there was only a harmless secret medicine in the blow pipe, and immediately transmitted the sound of his divine thoughts, so that Zixuan and the others could protect themselves.

Qing Zhuang blew the secret medicine in the blow pipe into the room, and after a while, the person on the mat did not react, and the other one sitting cross-legged also collapsed obliquely, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, signaled to the others, and was the first to push open the door and walk in.

The three young men joined forces and lifted Chu Ci up at once, without searching his body, and tiptoed him out, as if he was going to send him somewhere.

On the other side, the young man who was responsible for carrying Tang Seng was in big trouble, and four or five people worked together to move Tang Seng's hands and feet, and his body was lying on the mat without moving, like a thousand catties of boulder.

"It's so unlucky, this bald head is as heavy as a pig!" A young man muttered in a low voice, and hurriedly greeted the others: "Quick, a few more people, bring the burden." ”

Nearly ten people carried and carried Tang Seng from the mat and put it on the burden.

"It's so heavy, this bald body is so strong!" The young man who carried the burden was envious and happy, Tang Seng's body was so strong that even they were afraid, and a hard fist could kill them with a punch.

Fortunately, I was drugged, otherwise I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it.

Because of Tang Seng, the old man called more than a dozen young men from the village to be responsible for the rotation, and the group lit two torches, hurried overnight, and went straight to a cave five miles away, hurriedly threw people to the entrance of the cave, and left quickly.

As soon as the person left, Chu Ci slipped up, sorted out the messed clothes below, and looked at the cave.

Unexpectedly, Tang Seng also opened his eyes and got up and sat cross-legged: "Amitabha!" ”

"Monk, are you alright?" Chu Ci was stunned.

"Thank you for your concern, the poor monk is fine." Tang Seng bowed his head slightly towards Chu Ci.

"You're pretending to be asleep?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk did not pretend to be asleep, he was indeed asleep." Tang Seng corrected Chu Ci's statement: "It's just that the villagers are moving too much, which woke me up." ”

Chu Ci immediately understood, it turned out that Tang Seng's thoughts were the same as his own, and he was quietly watching the changes, looking for the true face of the cottage hidden.

"Those villagers left us here, which means that they are sure that we can't escape, there may be danger here, great monk, are you afraid?"

"Poor monks are not afraid."

As soon as Tang Seng's words fell, a wisp of soft singing suddenly sounded in the cave, and the wisps of it entered the ears of the two people, and they couldn't be blocked.

The singing voice is neither male nor female, and the whispering is like mixed with ecstasy, and it is indescribably obscene.

"Oh, that's a good hex."

"Amitabha, here are the kittens who have a spring in the spring." (To be continued.) )