The monk nodded, did not speak, then walked to Huang San's side, untied the cloth and looked at it, and then took Huang Lang's torch and led the way.

Huang Lang lit another torch, "Why did you send a dumb man here," he was dissatisfied, but did not say much. He thought to himself, after this hard work, when he saw his employer, he would definitely double the silver protection.

"Monk," Huang San shouted, "it's dark at night, you don't bring firearms?"

The monk pointed upward, meaning that there was moonlight, and then continued walking, walking very fast.

Huang San muttered in his heart, this monk is a little weird, he is a mute and doesn't say it, just talking about the way to walk like a fly in the dark, it can be seen that the martial arts are not low. He thought that even if there was moonlight, there were only stars in this dense jungle, how could it be illuminated. It can be seen that this monk may still have night vision.

"Monk, wait a minute. Huang San shouted. When the monk turned around, Huang San took a closer look at the bald eyes, and was immediately amazed. Only when there is light in the eyes can he see, but the eyes of this monk are not bright under the light of the torch.

"This matter is different," Huang San whispered to Huang Lang, "Young Master, be careful!" He changed his shoulder to carry the goods, and when he changed hands, he quietly hid the dagger in the cloth bag.

Before dawn, the sound of copper bells came slowly, becoming more and more crisp. In the darkness, the courtyard wall slowly appeared. Huang Lang had already arrived outside the gate of the pagoda temple, but he did not pay attention to the temple in the lonely Su Mountain, but was attracted by the jingling copper bell. He naturally didn't know where the copper bell came from at this time, but after listening carefully, the bell sound was quite familiar, and he thought that the owner here was also a person who was good at music.

The monk knocked on the courtyard door, and the black-robed man Mo Gong walked out. Huang San threw the cloth bag in the corner of the wall, came to the black-robed man, bowed slightly, and said, "Your family actually lives in this barren mountain, but it is easy for the young master of my family to go." ”

"The goods have been delivered," Huang Lang said, "but the silver protection is up for debate." ”

Mo Yan didn't say a word, he just stood coldly, he seemed to exude a demonic aura, and the killing intent was obvious, but mortals couldn't detect the demon's murderous aura. He was ordered to rescue the Zhuo Niu Demon Soul under the White Tower, and finally found the demon body suitable for the Zhuo Niu Demon Soul to stay, the white-veined tooth beast, so he poisoned the spirit beast to death, and applied demon magic to it, so that its body would not decay too quickly.

The Zhuo Niu Demon Soul was about to dissipate, and Mo Yan knew that Master Jiang Liu would personally come to check the seal at this last moment, so he had to quickly go to Sushan to rescue the Zhuo Niu Demon Soul first, and before leaving, he contacted Huang San to escort the white-veined tooth beast in River Town. But although he captured the Pagoda Temple, he could not lift the seal of the White Pagoda, but fortunately, Master Jiang Liu did not arrive at the Pagoda Temple as scheduled.

At this time, the white-veined tooth beast arrived, and Mo Yan naturally would not let go of the two people who escorted the spirit beast. He was about to take action to solve the two, but he heard Huang Lang say: "The sound of the copper bell is quite pleasant......

Mo Yan suddenly thought of something, immediately put away his murderous intent, and then said coldly: "What did you say?"

The corners of Huang Lang's mouth raised an arc, and there was a threat in his tone, "I said, double the silver protection." The bell rings in this place, and that will be the last sound you'll hear after refusing to cash in the Protector. ”

Ringtones, brass bells. Mo Yan thought to himself, the method of opening the White Tower and lifting the seal may be hidden in the copper bell, otherwise why would there be a copper bell on the tower. Thinking of this, Mo Yan thought that maybe he could find a way to open the White Tower from the mortal in front of him, so he put away his demonic nature, deliberately made his voice easy-going, and said, "Give you three times the silver protection." ”

"Refreshing!"

"But not now. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, you can send it to my house in the future, but you can't delay. ”

"Before that," said Murray, "I want to ask you something. ”

"If you can talk about it, you will talk about it, and if you can't talk about it, you will not talk about it. ”

Mo Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Do you understand the sound of this brass bell?"

Huang Lang laughed, he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question. He once labored the rhythm of the flute in order to please his beloved, and although the sound of the brass bell was very different from the sound of the flute, the rhythm in it was much the same. As soon as Huang Lang heard the sound of this copper bell, he knew that it was the tone of the ancient song "Mirror Heart Ci".

Duyi sunset, thinking in the mirror, lonely and empty at night. The white feathers are still there, and the insects are chirping at night, and the mood is quiet. This is not drunk, laughter is not, this is drunk, regret and tears. The fragrance of the orchid, the branches in the mirror, the mountains and rivers under the moon can endure. The green leaves are still there, and they are fluorescent, and the mood is quiet. The painting of the sky, the charm of the night, the evil also retreats, and the night sleeps.

Huang Lang thought for a moment, memorized the mirror heart's words, and hummed to the tune again, as if it was exactly the same tone as the bell tone that Mo Yan heard every day.

This poem was originally a beautiful scene imagined by the ancient literati sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and they had the experience to make it into a speech, and later the musicians composed music and introduced it to Buddhism. The people of Buddhism deeply felt the wonder of calming the soul and calming the mind in music, so they used the copper bell as a tool, slightly modified, and became the magic music to expel the evil thoughts of the demons and make them calm their minds.

9

The sky was faintly bright, a ray of morning light came from the east, and the dull color of the trees gradually faded. The white pagoda of the pagoda temple is the first to appear in the morning light, the tower has seven layers, the bell of each layer is different, the middle layer is the most, there are sixteen, the top floor is the least, and the four sides have one.

Mo Yan was bent on rescuing the Heavenly Insect Zhuo Niu, and now he knew the seal of the White Tower, and the method of breaking the seal was hidden in the tower bell. But he didn't understand the rhythm of sound, and Zhuo Niu's demon soul was about to dissipate, and the only way to break the seal was through Huang Lang. Although he didn't believe that mere mortals could see through the seal, he had to give it a try.

Huang Lang slowly walked into the temple gate, Huang San followed, and Mo Yan also secretly manipulated the snake-scale corpse to carry in the cloth bag wrapped in the white-veined toothed beast.

Huang San's vigilance has never been lowered, and he has been vigilant since he first saw the black-robed man. When he entered the temple and saw that there was no one else in between, the uneasiness in his heart deepened a little. Suddenly, he faintly smelled a hint of decay, so he immediately stepped forward, blocking between Huang Lang and the black-robed man, and at the same time pulled out his long sword, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the black-robed man, and asked sharply, "Where are the monks in the courtyard?"

"Behind you. "Mo Gong means the monk who carries a cloth bag. That monk is no different from ordinary people, and Mo Gong believes that he can deceive the eyes of mortals.

"Okay, I'm going to ask you, why does this monk have no light in his eyes, but he moves freely at night?" Huang San has been through the rivers and lakes for a long time, and this escort is a rare cargo, and the owner of the cargo must be extraordinary. And when Huang San saw the monk who answered him late, he remembered the cold air emanating from the black-robed man, and he had seen the demon more than once, so he suspected that the owner of the goods was not human.

When Mo Yan heard this, he didn't know how to explain it. He had settled in River Town, and occasionally heard of the Huang family's reputation, otherwise he would not have found Huang Lang to escort the white-veined tooth beast. It's just that I didn't expect this Huang San to be so vigilant that he was seen as a clue. In that case, he thought, he would have to talk about it if he was captured alive.