Under the withered Bodhi tree in the backyard of the temple, the old monk has white eyebrows, a kind face, novice eyes are slightly narrowed, a modest and honest smile, a small mouth and thin lips, and a childish face.

They sat motionless, as if they were carved clay sculptures of wood.

Yan Qing and the crow gasped, and after a long while, the crow said, "They don't seem to be real bodies, just an afterimage left by ancient times......"

"This afterimage is too terrifying, so much time has passed, and the afterimage left behind is still so realistic, it almost makes people unable to distinguish the real from the fake. Yan Qing sighed and said, her footsteps slowly approached, but the two monks who were not moving suddenly moved.

"Huh, moved?"

At this time, the crow also came up and watched them carefully.

"Crow, can you tell what they're talking about?" Yan Qing asked curiously, wondering what the old monk had said to the little monk.

The crow didn't speak, but carefully observed the every move of the old monk and the little monk, and said after a while: "I know." ”

"Know?"

Yan Qing glanced at the crow slightly puzzled, and asked curiously, "What did the old monk say?"

The old monk said that once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple. One day, the old monk said to the young monk, 'Once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple. One day, the old monk said to the little monk, once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain, ......'"

Yan Qing didn't finish listening, she immediately rolled her eyes.

"You don't believe me?"

Raven asked with a wicked grin.

"Do I have the word idiot written on my face?" Yan Qing pointed to her cheek, and there was an urge to beat it hard in her heart.

"Hehe, this is not what this seat said, but that guy said it, don't you believe this seat and still believe him?"

The crow said that the guy it was talking about was Litu.

Yan Qing frowned and asked, "Why did you get involved with Brother Li?"

"This old monk and the little monk, much like the guy said that those two people, according to the current situation, they should not be wrong. The raven said with certainty, then looked at the afterimage and said, "I don't know what they're talking about, but I've heard the guy tell their story. ”

"Can I believe you?" Yan Qing was very skeptical.

"Believe it or not. ”

The crow rolled his eyes and circled around the old and young monks, observing very carefully and carefully.

"Tell me about it. ”

"The story I told just now is true, if it's not true, it's that guy who deceived this seat......" At this time, the crow organized the language and told Yan Qing the story that Li Tu had told in detail.

Yan Qing's eyes immediately widened after hearing this, and she said, "How is this possible?"

"How could it be?" asked the crow.

In this story, the old monk took the little monk to the "past" at the source, and walked back one by one, but he never came to the end, which is indescribably weird.

Into a dream, into reincarnation, or what?

Yan Qing was speechless for a long time, could this be a practice method of Buddhism?

It feels ridiculous.

After a long time, he asked, "Crow, is this really what Brother Li said?"

"Cut, believe it or not. The crow said very haughtily, and then seemed to think of something, "Yes, their Dharma names seem to be Daqian and Xiaoqian. ”

After a while, the crow screamed again, jumping up and down, which startled Yan Qing for a moment.

"Dead Bird, what's your ghost name?"

"I remembered that the little monk Shenxiu was also there at that time, and he also knew about it. Could it be that he came here to find the footprints of those two monks?" the crow said in amazement, and then said after a while, "It seems that at that time, an ancient demon was being suppressed under that temple, and then the ancient demon became a small ......."

"Xiao Budian is an ancient demon?" Yan Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

"Listening to that guy, Xiao Budian seems to be some kind of nine-tailed fox, and he has a big background. Raven said.

“......”

"Wouldn't this temple also suppress an ancient demon?" said the crow suddenly, faintly expecting it.

"Crow's beak!"

Yan Qing couldn't help but squirt, thinking about it now, it was not strange that there was really an ancient demon suppressed under his feet.

At this time, the Buddha chant in the Daxiong Treasure Hall in front of it is disappearing little by little.

Yan Qing and the crow glanced at each other, and immediately ran out, finding that the little monk Shenxiu was gone.

"Hey, where did the little monk Shenxiu go?"

Raven asked, looking around, but still nowhere to be seen.

When they returned to the backyard, they saw the little monk Shenxiu sitting under the Bodhi tree.

"Yan boy, this seat has determined that the little monk Shenxiu is also an afterimage. The crow said as he walked around the linden a few times.

"I see. ”

Yan Qing nodded.

After a while, Yan Qing and the crow saw that the little monk Shenxiu didn't know what method to use, and suddenly walked into another afterimage. It's just that when the little monk Shenxiu walked into another afterimage, the old monk and the little monk had disappeared.

The picture looks very weird.

Sure enough, the little monk Shenxiu really went to follow their traces. The crow thought for a moment and said.

Soon after, Yan Qing and the crow walked out of the temple and sat on the Black Stone Mountain to watch the stormy sea of blood. At this time, the crow knocked on the Black Stone Mountain, and asked with a crooked mouth: "Yan boy, did you say that under the Black Stone Mountain, is it suppressing an ancient demon?"

"It's only right to think about how we're going to get out of this sea of blood. Yan Qing glanced at it coldly.

"The devil knows how to leave. ”

At this time, the Black Stone Mountain shook suddenly, and the sea of blood seemed to be boiling, and the blood waves set off were even more terrifying.

"Dead Bird, you're a crow's mouth!"

Yan Qing immediately knew that it was not good, and it seemed that there would be a big disaster, so she scolded the crow with her head and face.

"What's the matter with Sekimoto?" the crow replied.

At this time, the entire sea of blood was stirred, setting off a frighteningly high blood wave, like a river of blood falling from the sky.

Roar –

An earth-shattering roar came from under his feet, shaking Yan Qing and the crow to death, wanting to die, and almost fainted.

"His grandmother, is there really an ancient demon suppressed under the temple?"

The crow glared, trying to smack himself a few times.

In the midst of the tremors, the Black Rock Mountain continued to rise, revealing some of its true colors.

"Oh my god, it's not a stone mountain at all, it's a skull......" The crow was so frightened that she almost fainted.

At this time, Yan Qing also probably saw the true face of the Black Stone Mountain, just as the crow said, this is not a mountain at all, but a big head.

At his feet was a huge humanoid creature.

The humanoid creature had a hideous and terrifying face, and its body was covered with countless blue-black scale armor, which was extremely hard and flashed with bursts of cold light.

At first glance, you can see that it is an incomparably terrifying existence.

And this dilapidated temple was built on the head of this gigantic humanoid creature.

......