The bag Meng Fan was carrying in his hand weighed more than twenty pounds. His action was naturally not to be handsome, let alone to teach Xie Mengting a lesson, but just to make Zhang Yingchun and others believe that he could easily pick up these things.

And after seeing Meng Fan's movements, and seeing Meng Fan's relaxed appearance of carrying these things, Zhang Yingchun really didn't argue anymore, but just thanked: "Thank you, you'll be tired of holding it later, I'll take it again." ”

Naturally, he didn't get such an opportunity, and the group had successfully climbed the mountainside, and the Luohan Temple was also close at hand.

This Luohan Temple can be said to be a famous attraction in Luocheng, and there is never a shortage of people to visit.

The winding mountain road starts from the foot of the mountain, winds to the front of the Luohan Temple, today is the weekend, there are a lot of people who come here to burn incense and worship the Buddha, many of them are coming up by tour bus, even if they are not coming up by tour bus, they are mostly light and simple, yes, Meng Fan this line, holding a lot of things, as if they are going to move, naturally attracted a lot of onlookers.

Meng Fan didn't care, Wen Zishi put his mind on the girl next to him, and he wouldn't mind, Zhang Yingchun was too tired to care, as for a few girls, it was still Mo Ti good, people were just ordinary tourists who traveled lightly!

This Luohan Temple, it is said that it was established at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it has a history of more than 400 years, during this period of war, it has never been destroyed, the peach garden behind the temple is a must, attracting many people to watch. But I don't know what the reason is, since three years ago, the peach trees on the mountain behind this temple have been lush, but the peach blossoms have never bloomed again. This also attracted the attention of many scientists, but none of them came to any reliable conclusions, but it made this Luohan Temple more popular, and many people wanted to see such a spectacle. ”

"It's April now, and in other places, the peach blossoms have already withered, but the peach grove in the mountain behind the Luohan Temple has not bloomed yet, which is really interesting, and I can't wait to see it."

The person who spoke was naturally Xie Mengting.

I think this girl had already done her homework before she came.

Meng Fan is naturally not a fool, on the contrary, he is relatively smart, along the way, when everyone talks to each other, he doesn't talk much, but he only listens to a few people, and occasionally orders a few words, and also deduces the leader of this outing.

This is not an activity between colleagues at all, but an excuse that Xie Mengting, a girl, deliberately found in order to play with him.

The temple hall in the front yard of the Luohan Temple is very large, the temple is the golden body of the Buddha in the middle, and there are eighteen bronze statues next to it, it is the eighteen Arhat statues of different shapes, solemn and solemn.

The Sanskrit sound in the temple is constantly sung, visitors enter, they will naturally remain quiet, many people even if they do not have the idea of visiting the gods and worshiping the Buddha, after entering, they will also seem to be affected by the atmosphere in it, bow and bow, there are also a few small novices next to them, constantly pass the wood incense to the pilgrims, burn it, and carefully insert it in the incense burner.

Since the nightmare disaster came, there have been more and more people who pray to God and worship Buddha and ask for immortals, and one of the important reasons for this is that there are few nightmares around the temple.

According to scientists' speculation, a place like this condenses a large amount of human mind, which will harm nightmares, and of course, there are many people who believe in the blessing of gods and Buddhas.

Meng Fan is not the kind of person who likes to pray to God and worship Buddha, but he will not show any disrespect for the likes of God and Buddha. After all, nightmares already exist, so why can't gods and Buddhas exist?

What's more, in myths and legends, gods and Buddhas are often the embodiment of human enlightenment, and can also be regarded as the ancestors of human beings.

Since entering this temple, Meng Fan felt an inexplicable sense of depression, and there was an indescribable throbbing in his heart, but he didn't know where this feeling came from, and he didn't feel the danger, so he just raised his vigilance, and he was still secretly speculating in his heart whether the powerful mental power in this temple had gathered and suppressed his spiritual power.

Meng Fan and Wen Zishi stood together, bored watching the entourage of a few people worshipping on the futon, Wen Zishi whispered: "Brother Fan, do you feel that in this temple, I always feel a sense of depression, but I can't tell what is going on." ”

Meng Fan nodded and said, "I feel this way too." This may be because this is a place where many human minds are condensed, so it will cause spiritual oppression to people, just like many people, they may just come in with the mentality of playing, but after entering the temple, they often involuntarily choose to enter the incense. ”

Meng Fan said this, but his brows furrowed slightly, because he always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

"Well, Brother Fan, you're right, look at it, Zhang Yingchun, who didn't want to come to the temple very much, is the most devout."

"Probably."

Meng Fan responded absentmindedly and casually, his gaze shifted to Zhang Yingchun, but his pupils suddenly dilated.

He saw that behind this man, there was a hazy, long-haired woman in purple clothes floating there!

This purple-clothed long-haired woman seemed to feel Meng Fan's gaze, and at this moment, she turned her head and looked at Meng Fan's eyes!

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan? Why don't you speak? ”

Wen Zishi's two whispers woke Meng Fan up, and at this moment, he saw that Zhang Yingchun was kneeling on the futon reverently to worship, and where was there any long-haired woman?

Meng Fan raised his hand and stopped Wen Zishi, who was still talking.

He condensed his gaze on Zhang Yingchun, and his spiritual power poured into his eyes, and at this moment, his eyes seemed to be radiating light.

However, everything in front of me is still a normal world. Moreover, at this moment, Meng Fan couldn't remember what that figure looked like!

It's as if everything you just saw is an illusion!

"No, that's not right!" Meng Fan frowned, and suddenly whispered in his mouth: "Something that can make me hallucinate, it is unlikely that it will exist in this temple!" That's not an illusion! ”

At this moment, Meng Fan's eyes were like electricity, condensing on Zhang Yingchun. This urban white-collar worker, who looked quite strong, was respectfully accepting the wood incense handed over by the novice at this moment, carefully lit it, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed down three times before getting up.

"I'm curious now, what's in this temple? What secrets do you have? Probably, these secrets will be revealed tonight. ”

When Zhang Yingchun turned around, what he saw was the girls who were constantly playing around in one place, and Meng Fan and Wen Zishi, who looked bored and chatted casually.

"When you go to the temple, don't you want to pay respects?" Zhang Yingchun walked over and asked curiously.

"No, we're Dream Police." Meng Fan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Speaking of which, the peach blossom forest here seems to be very interesting, let's go and see it later." ”

"It's just a wood, what's there to see?" Zhang Yingchun said with a smile.

Zhang Yingchun's expression was extremely natural, however, Meng Fan clearly saw that when he mentioned the word "Peach Blossom Forest", the man's face stiffened for a moment.

"No, now is the season of peach blossoms, and there is nothing to see in the flowering peach blossom forest, but the peach blossom forest here will be more interesting. Zishi, don't you say? Meng Fan asked Wen Zishi with a smile, his expression was like that of a curious ordinary tourist.

"I think...... Well? That's right, who hasn't seen peach blossoms? But the peach grove that doesn't bloom is really rare, and we really want to go and see it. I think a few of them will want to see it too! Wen Zishi pointed to a few girls not far away.

Wen Zishi felt that as he was about to speak, a hand gently pressed on his back.

At that moment, Wen Zishi recalled that Meng Fan had been staring at Zhang Yingchun before, and when Zhang Yingchun turned around, Meng Fan looked away almost at the same time. He didn't hesitate to change his words and said this with a smile.

"I don't think there's anything to look at. Otherwise, I'll be waiting for you here. ”

"You'd better ask your daughter-in-law. I think she'd have a different opinion! Meng Fan laughed teasingly.

"Uh...... Well, I'll ask her. Zhang Yingchun's whole body stiffened for a moment, then changed back to a smile, turned around and walked in the direction of several women.

"Mengting, I think it's not bad to be a monk, my heart is very quiet here, not at all like usual, I have any pressure on my shoulders."

"Hehe, then you have to be willing to give up your family's Chunchun!" Xie Mengting said with a smile.

"Ding-dong......"

A crisp voice sounded from Xie Mengting's handbag, she took out her mobile phone, glanced at it, and glanced at the man who was looking at the luggage by the doorpost not far away. The man seemed to glance over the side as well.

On her phone, a text message reads: "Let Zhang go to Taolin!" ”

"Brother Fan, is there anything wrong with this Yingchun?" Seeing Zhang Yingchun turn around and leave, it was not until he was more than ten meters away that Wen Zishi asked in a low voice.

Meng Fan shook his head slightly. Before, when talking to Zhang Yingchun, one of his hands was already in his pants pocket, and he was half-leaning on the doorpost, using the red-painted pillar as a shield, and quietly sent that message to Xie Mengting.

"Huh?" Wen Zishi saw Meng Fan shaking his head, and asked with some puzzlement, "He has no problem?" Why did Brother Fan keep staring at him like that just now, it seems, he still wanted him to follow him to the peach grove? ”

"Whether Zhang Yingchun has a problem or not, I can't be sure, but there is a problem with this temple and this mountain, but it is certain." Meng Fan said slowly.

"Huh?" Wen Zishi was shocked and asked, "Brother Fan, what will be the problem here?" Are there any criminals? ”

"No, probably humanity's worst enemy." Meng Fan shook his head.

"Nightmare?" Wen Zishi saw Meng Fan's slight nodding and said disapprerovingly: "Brother Fan, with you, what is the nightmare?" I've been trained by your devil for three weeks, and I've already reached the level of a second-level dream controller, this time, I don't need Brother Fan to come out, leave it to me to handle it! ”

Wen Zishi patted his chest and whispered passionately.

However, he saw that Meng Fan's complexion not only did not improve by half a point, but became more and more serious, and his eyes were cold, just as cold as ice: "No, this nightmare, I'm afraid that even when I was in my heyday, I didn't dare to be too careless!" In the whole of China, there are not many people who can win when they are facing this nightmare! ”

"This time, we're all going to die here."