Before dawn, there were occasional roosters crowing, and Chen Yuzhi walked towards Rinshan Temple.

In the Xiaoxiang Building, Li Xiyang was unconscious, and six or seven attendants in the room were taking care of him, quite carefully.

Brother Cai was still a little timid, and only got better after seeing that the sky was slowly brightening, but he didn't have the heart to sleep again, let alone those who were carrying guns and riding horses.

Rinshan Temple is not difficult to find, look at the ancient pagoda with the sharp point standing vajra, walk away, green shirt across the diagonal bridge, and walk outside the temple wall. A piece of red came into view, Chen Yuzhi glanced left and right, all so, you must know that the outer wall of the ordinary Buddhist gate is mostly yellow for the palace, like the "golden temple", showing solemn respect, and yellow also represents the direction of the center of the five houses in the five elements. There are few temples with red exterior walls in the rivers and lakes, which is not to say that this color is unlucky, on the contrary, this red color is not only solemn and rich, but also represents a profound heritage, if there is no special origin, it will definitely not be so.

After all, the green shirt also came out of Panyang, and his vision was much higher than that of the people of a water town, and this trip was to ask the old monk some questions, such as the woman's background, such as what kind of evil was suppressed by Rinshan Temple, such as what kind of little doll with an asphalted face was...... He has a lot of questions that he can't figure out, whether the old monk is a good person or not, he will not easily believe it because of the other party's words, coupled with his kind eyebrows, so Rinshan Temple has to take a look.

The red walls of the temple are towering, but for the people in the rivers and lakes, it is also a matter of raising legs. The realm is layer by layer, thinking that the scene of hugging Qingluo over the wall is still in front of me, at that time my realm was not high, although the palace wall was not high, but it was still a little reluctant to jump out with Qingluo, but I used to cover it up very well, and always pretended to be relaxed.

The north wind was cold and cold, and a flat boat slowly crossed the river of memory, forgetting the time, but remembering the past......

The east gradually revealed the white belly of the fish, Chen Yuzhi entered the Rinshan Temple, swaggering like the abbot's father, leisurely and unruly, he passed through several halls, ignoring the angry eyes and benevolent eyebrows of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, let alone bowing......

This is not disrespectful, Tsing Yi is a swordsman, and he is not interested in the affairs of the three religions, but only has a heart of awe. For the people, burning incense and worshiping the Buddha is the belief of praying for trivial matters, but faith is not a god, it will never save anyone, in the final analysis, it is still what kind of faith you choose to save yourself. For temples, faith is the best way to control the people, and it is not known whether the gods and Buddhas or the saints of the three religions need the merit of incense. Chen Yuzhi was indifferent to this, thinking that Chen Yinzhen occupied his body that day, and went to Huanglong Temple, those big monks were like living Buddhas on land, but they were not shocked back by a sword, and finally the precept bell in the temple appeared Taoist cracks, Chen Yuzhi felt that it was the old master of Wudang who left his hand, so it seems that the power of incense merit and the belief of gods and Buddhas is also not enough.

Chen Yuzhi said: "The formations in this Rinshan Temple are really many and miscellaneous......

Walking all the way to the junction of the Flower Basket Building and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I finally saw a few monks, who were buried in repairing the floor tile wall, and there were still some Vajra Zen remnants on it, which was quite sharp. It's just that Chen Yuzhi couldn't understand why so many formations were laid out here? The Golden Seal and Jade Letter were all-encompassing, and he didn't have time to learn anything else, but his understanding of the formation was becoming more and more profound.

The old monk said that the evil cult was suppressed under the Rinshan Temple, so some formations were not exaggerated, but from the inside out, Chen Yuzhi found that they were all small formations that were blinding, besieging the city, and confusing, not like suppressing any evil at all, but like guarding against thieves, only the two big pillars in the distance seemed to hide some suppressive formations...... The temple is luxurious, much stronger than the Green Lantern Temple used by the royal family on the mountain.

Chen Yuzhi didn't find anything after some investigation, so he lost his patience, and directly stomped his feet to break a barrier formation beside him, and it didn't take long for the old monk to appear in front of him.

When the old monk saw Chen Yuzhi, he folded his hands and performed the Buddha salute, and asked, "Donor, I don't know what is the matter with looking for the old man?"

"You're smart, how do you know I'm looking for you?"

The old monk smiled slightly and said, "The donor's heart is full of doubts, and the bewildered look on his face at this time can be seen by the old man. ”

"Can you help me?"

"Why not, donor, but it doesn't matter!"

"What is the evil suppressed under Rinsan Temple?"

The old monk pointed to a handful of green bamboos surrounded by a fence in the distance, and said, "Donor, do you know what it is?"

"It's just an ordinary green bamboo. ”

"It's really just a green bamboo, and the ordinary can't be more ordinary. ”

Chen Yuzhi felt that the old monk did not answer the question, and frowned: "So what?"

"Spring is Qingyang, summer is Zhu Ming, autumn is Baizang, winter is Xuanying, this green bamboo is not affected by the season, always standing upright...... Many years ago, it was a green bamboo forest, but it was destroyed by a fire, if only some green bamboo was burned, it would not hurt, but that day coincided with the auspicious day of the zodiac on New Year's Eve, the star of confusion was hidden in the night and was not seen, a fire piled up corpses all over the ground, the Pure Land of Buddhism suffered a catastrophe, and the unjust soul did not want to be reincarnated by excess, and the donor should have guessed what happened after that. ”

Tsing Yi pursed his lips, he always felt a little unreasonable, it would be so difficult to overtake the soul? The scene of the little monk in Jurong casually overspending the soul of the sky was still in front of him, how could it become so difficult to get to the Rinshan Temple in Sucheng, this old monk has the ability to hurt the little miscellaneous hair, how can he not have the ability to overtake the soul, is that Donkey Kong Zen an ornament?

Chen Yuzhi asked again, "Do you know the details of that demon girl?"

The old monk shook his head and said bitterly: "The old monk doesn't know, the demon girl acted strangely, and almost broke the Rinshan formation, and now the monks in the temple are chanting day and night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, just to suppress the resentment." ”

"Not long after you left, a few little ghosts appeared outside Xiaoxiang Building, all of them looked like children, with asphalt faces and dark eyes, do you know what they are?"

The old monk looked at pity and sighed: "Amitabha, sin and sin!"

"Those little ghosts are supposed to be innocent children who have been mutilated by the demon girl, they are called the Golden Boy or the Buddha Boy, and the refining process is extremely cruel, it is a vicious secret technique that tortures the little doll alive into a spirit, not to mention it...... The old man had a reluctant request, and hoped that the benefactor would agree. ”

Chen Yuzhi squinted his eyes, not showing too much emotion, it was not that his hands were numb because he was stained with too much blood, but he didn't want to show any emotions in front of the old monk, he said: "Since the demon girl is so vicious, why don't you suppress her?

The old monk sighed: "For some reason, the old man can't leave the Rinshan Temple, and it's a bad rule to go out without permission in the morning...... That demon girl has done a lot of evil, and the old man hopes that the donor will eliminate the harm for the people of Sioux City!"

Chen Yuzhi didn't answer, turned around and left the Rinshan Temple, passing by the fence and bamboo, the old monk watched the swordsman walk out of the Zen courtyard, half of his kind eyebrows and kind eyes were removed, revealing a very incongruous and strange smile.

Xiaoxiang Building, Chen Yuzhi just stepped into the small courtyard, and let the old bustard block it, today she took off her face of fat powder, changed into plain clothes, like a good woman as dignified, and maintained a slight distance from the green shirt in her demeanor.

"Yo, you're planning to change careers?"

Seeing that Chen Yuzhi took the initiative to talk, the old bustard was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was silent, thinking that his strategy was really useful, and said shyly: "Childe said that he laughed, he never had leisure on weekdays, and he had to cater to the wind and dust for business, and he had to make heavy makeup for business, and this plain clothes have been dusty for many years, which really makes you sigh......"

Qingyi looked at the bustard again, and she subconsciously straightened her chest, it seemed to be a habit for many years, and it was difficult to reverse it for a while, Chen Yuzhi smiled, walked towards the house, and said with his back to say: "You look good in this dress." ”

For the praise, Chen Yuzhi is not stingy, if he can make others happy, he is willing to do it, although he has no interest in the bustard, but this half-old is also attentive, the people in the rivers and lakes are the most particular, and the things that refute people's faces can not be done, and the truth is the same as that of being a person.

"Chen Xiaojiu, the attendant has found out the whereabouts of the wine saint, I heard that it is in Su City, I believe that he will be found in a few days!"

Chen Yuzhi saw that Brother Cai was quite excited, and he didn't want to splash him with cold water, so he smiled and said, "It's so good, have you figured out how to apprentice?"

Gu Mao'er shook his head, like a little wild cat on the side of the road who was not afraid of strangers, and said: "I haven't thought about it yet, if the wine saint likes silver, it will be easy, if he doesn't like it...... I have to rely on Brother Jiu to say a few good words!"

Qingshan laughed, this guy was waiting for him here, Chen Xiaojiu swished up, and he had become the ninth brother, he hooked Brother Cai's shoulders and said: "Brother Cai, I am not familiar with Lao Tao, and this time I am also a requester, but you can rest assured! As long as you can interject, my brother will definitely help you fan the flames!"

Chen Yuzhi said sincerely, after all, after eating and drinking for nothing, he had to do something, and the other party's personality was generous, and he got along well, as the old saying goes, if you don't have the beauty of an adult, you will be kind to others, and this is a gesture of help...... Brother Cai looked at the green shirt and agreed, as if he had the chance to win, and said with a smile: "If I become a wine saint in the future, then I will be the glory of the ancestors! The old man always says that I have no interest, this is not a thick accumulation! If you want to make a big show, this is my style!"

"Brother Cai, how is the little miscellaneous hair?"

The green shirt interrupted Gu Mao'er's wanton delusions, and the more he looked forward to it, the more disappointed he was...... He already regarded himself as a wine saint at this time, and if Tao Tianming didn't give him a good look, he was afraid that this guy would not be able to think about it, so he diverted the topic.

"I just went to see it, and I haven't woken up yet...... This injury is really serious, I sent someone to buy some people to participate in the Ganoderma lucidum, but Su Cheng is too small after all, and the best wild ginseng is only forty years old, if it is in Qingzhou, the Thousand Whiskers Ginseng can be found, it must be helpful to Xiao Zamao's injury!"

This guy is the real spendthrift, there are only two or three thousand whisker ginseng in the royal treasury, and in the mouth of Brother Cai, it is worthless like a rock sugar gourd on the side of the road, but in any case, Chen Yuzhi thanked him for this concern.

Near noon, he smiled at the man in brocade and said, "Brother Cai, it's not good to always be wasteful, I'll give you something to eat?"

Gu Mao'er glanced at the crotch of the green shirt, then covered her mouth, and was speechless for a while......

Chen Yuzhi took the initiative to enter the kitchen of the small building, and brought out a large pot after some drumming, which was the craft he learned in Xiliang, and dough and awake dough are the essence of it, plus meat oil and many ingredients, a pot of Liangzhou knife-cut noodles is fragrant. The God of Wealth had never eaten such authentic noodles, and after three bowls in a row, he put down his chopsticks.

The old bustard and a few little ladies were also stained, and they could taste the knife cut noodles of the green shirt and black sword, and they could be regarded as having no regrets in this life.

"Brother Cai, I have to go out for a while, if Xiao Zamao wakes up, let him have a good rest!"

"Why did you come back and go out again? Don't be like the little miscellaneous hair, come back with a wound, be careful. ”

Looking at Brother Cai, who was like a little daughter-in-law, Chen Yu said: "The reason why Xiao Zamao was injured was because of a woman, and I want to check her bottom ......."

Outside the water town of Sucheng, next to a mottled old house, a persimmon tree is full of persimmons and no one picks them, the bricks and tiles can't bear the wind and rain, and it is already dilapidated.

The jingle bell came from behind the tree, and the little doll with an asphalt face poked out half of its face, and Ruotang was so frightened that she took a few steps back...... The little doll smiled cautiously, but always stayed in the shadows behind the persimmon tree, her dark eyes as if staring at herself.

After a stalemate for a while, Ruotang frowned and walked towards the back of the tree step by step.

A green-shirted swordsman walked into the mottled courtyard, saw the strange behavior of the woman and the little ghost, stepped out of the black sword and crossed Ruotang's neck, and said calmly: "Where are you going to escape?"