readx;? The little monks carried the rice to cook, and the presiding monk led Yang Jing and others to this side hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As the presiding monk said, it is in disrepair and dilapidated, but fortunately there is no rain, it is very dry, and it is also warm.

There are several side rooms on both sides of the main hall, and there is a patio at the back, and there are seven or eight fine houses on three sides of the patio, which is enough for Yang Jing and others to live, because of the long-distance trip, everyone carries blankets, and it is not a problem to make do with one night.

Zong Yun and the others were all old rivers and lakes, and when they saw that there was a firewood room next to them, they were honest and polite, so they said hello to the presiding monk, stuffed him with some money, and brought firewood and lit a fire in the middle of the hall.

The fire was bright, and everyone finally saw the whole hall clearly, the statue of the Buddha enshrined in the middle had been mottled, one eye was cracked, the clay sculpture fell, the eyeball was a hollow, and it always looked like there was a kind of eerie weirdness.

Because everyone was tired after walking in the rain for most of the night, and it took time to cook, everyone gathered around the fire to roast their clothes, and a damp white steam suddenly diffused in the hall.

The abbot and the great monk saw that Yang Jing and others were giving rice and grain, and they were stuffing silver money, and they were also relieved, but they hoped that Yang Jing and others would stay for a few more days, so he proudly introduced the origin of this small temple.

According to him, this small temple is called Longbao Temple, which was built as early as the Northern Song Dynasty, and the owner of the temple is not small.

As soon as Yang Jing heard that there was a story about this small temple, he became interested, and realized that this small temple was actually built by the order of Di Qing Di Hanchen, the general of the Song Dynasty!

Di Qing won many battles on the border of the Western Xia and Song dynasties, because he was the most humble military background, with tattoos on his face, every time he fought with the party members, he would wear a copper mask, his hair was scattered, and he was invincible in the battlefield of conflict, and he was even extremely rare in the Northern Song Dynasty to serve as a privy envoy as a military general!

Regardless of the Southern Song Dynasty and the Northern Song Dynasty, throughout the Great Song Dynasty, every emperor followed the dogma of Emperor Taizu and was wary of and suppressed the generals, so that the status of the generals was very low, and Di Qing could be called the first person to be the prime minister with the background of the generals.

At that time, a rebellion broke out on Guangnan West Road, and in order to fight against the imperial court, the rebels even introduced the troops of Jiaozhi into the border of the Song Dynasty!

Di Qing was ordered to go south to Guangxi to quell the rebellion, break the Kunlun Pass, kill countless enemies, and return victorious.

But escorting the enemy chieftain and the captive squad to return to the court, when they arrived in Hunan, passing through this area, the black-clothed ghosts and witches among the captives found this place and even the ancient cemetery of yin and evil, so they used the method of ghosts and witches to pray and summoned the yin soldiers, so that Di Qing's troops had a camp roar, and the soldiers killed each other, and there were countless casualties!

The generals couldn't suppress it, so they begged General Di Qing for help, Di Qing saw that the soldiers were possessed by the Yin soldiers, for fear of harming the innocent, so he wanted to kill all these evil soldiers.

But at the critical moment, an old monk who lived in seclusion in the mountains found Di Qing, saying that he had a way to expel the evil spirits of the Yin soldiers, and Di Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The old monk pierced a Buddha statue, and then let Di Qing cut the blood and sprinkle it, and those Buddha statues were suddenly reincarnated, expelled the Yin soldiers, and the soldiers were saved.

Di Qing was amazed, and asked the reason, but the old monk said that there are Bodhisattvas in Buddhism who have low eyebrows, and there are also Vajra angry eyes, and these Yin soldiers come out to disturb the world, harm the living, and mess up the cause and effect of reincarnation, so they will naturally be punished by Buddhism.

At that time, many people didn't know why Di Qing's blood could reincarnate the Buddha statue, so they asked the old monk.

The old monk was silent for a long time before he replied that Di Qing had been fighting horses for half his life, killing decisively, every pore on his body was permeated with murderous energy, ghosts and demons were not allowed to get close, and his qi and blood were the most masculine and bright, and he also said that Di Qing was the reincarnation of an arhat under the throne of Immovable Ming, and the Yin soldiers naturally looked at the wind and fled from the clouds.

When the soldiers heard that Di Qing was the reincarnation of an Arhat, they admired Di Qing more and more, and then swore to follow Di Qing to the south and the north, and he was invincible.

Di Qing asked the soldiers to build a temple here, firstly, to use the magic of Buddhism to suppress the Yin soldiers in the ancient cemetery, and secondly, to thank this old monk, it is this Longbao Temple.

When everyone heard that this small temple still had such a origin, they couldn't help but be amazed, remembering that the underground of the temple was an ancient cemetery, and now the temple has fallen into disrepair, and even the statue of the King of Fudo Ming has been dilapidated, and the incense has withered.

Yang Jing is an atheist and never believes in the theory of demons and monsters, but the ancients were very superstitious, that is, heroes who stand up to the sky and the earth, and they are also convinced of the theory of ghosts and monsters.

The secret inspectors are all vigilant elves, suspicious by nature, and they are even more afraid of the things of gods and ghosts, so they hurriedly sent the presiding monk out.

Because Song Fengya, Lu Baiyu, Sun Erniang and other women were also wet, and it was inconvenient to be in the same room with the men, so they started another fire in the smaller side hall next to them.

Several women listened to the silence outside, so they pricked up their ears to listen, the old monk's low and hoarse voice, coupled with the colorful story, made the three women feel cold in their hearts, looking around, always feel that there are a pair of eyes staring at themselves in the dark place.

Fortunately, the old monk was gone, and the men outside were also lively, and some people took out the dried meat and wine gourd, roasted the meat on the fire, and drank wine.

Although this is a quiet place for Buddhism, it is offensive to drink wine and eat meat, but this temple has been dilapidated, and the gods of the Buddha and King Ming may no longer be there, and everyone is also a little unscrupulous in order to strengthen their courage and keep out the cold.

After half an hour, many monks in the temple carried buckets of white rice and walked into the main hall.

The fragrant and hot rice, which is still mixed with half of the red beans, red and white, soft and glutinous and sweet, looks at it and increases the appetite, packed in a clean wooden barrel, exuding an attractive smell, and with the newly picked vegetables of the monks, everyone suddenly has a big index finger!

Those monks brought over a jar of pickles, the jar was full of black brine, and there were a lot of black plant roots, but the pickle stalks were amber-like, although the secret inspectors were hungry, but after all, they were all old rivers and lakes, first tested the poison with a silver needle, and then fed the food to the falcon for hunting, to make sure that the food was not poisonous, so that they could eat with peace of mind.

Of course, the secret inspectors are all experienced and good at it, and this kind of thing cannot be operated in front of the old monk, when the brother who tested the poison walked in from outside and nodded at everyone, everyone showed a relaxed expression and began to eat like a storm.

Yang Jing was about to eat, but Zong Yun next to him handed over a bowl of wine and said to Yang Jing: Drink a bowl of wine with me.

Yang Jing knew that Zong Yun was not good at wine, and his heart was a little strange, but after thinking for a while, Yang Jing still dried the bowl of wine, and when he saw Zong Yun getting a bowl, he also ate casually.

Xu is everyone is too sleepy, after the wine and food are full, the big guys have found a dry place, wrapped in blankets and fell asleep, the whole hall soon sounded intertwined snoring, that is, the side hall where the girls lived, and there was also an even and heavy breathing.

Yang Jing felt a little lightheaded, maybe he caught a cold in the rain, shook his head vigorously, and still couldn't stay awake, and then looked into the hall, the surrounding things were blurred ghosting, Yang Jing frowned, and finally fell asleep!

I don't know how long it took, but all that was left of the hall was the crackling of rain on the roof, the sudden explosion of sparks from the firewood, and the intertwined snoring of everyone.

And it was at this time that the presiding monk walked in with a few little monks, holding a short knife in his hand, trembling his legs and feet!

These monks obviously don't know martial arts, otherwise it would be impossible for Zong Yun and Wang Buliu and even many secret inspectors not to see it.

After all, the old monk was bolder, walked ahead, squatted down, shook the secret inspector leaning against the door frame, and said softly: Donor... Donor...

After calling a few times, and shaking it vigorously, the secret inspector actually slid down the threshold to the ground, and his head hit the floor with a muffled sound!

But the secret inspector was completely asleep, just muttered a few words in a daze, smashed his mouth, and continued to sleep!

The old monk suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and many young monks walked into the main hall tremblingly, scattered, and shook the secret inspectors one by one, making sure that everyone was asleep, and then nodded to the old monk.

Big brother, it's done!

The old monk was still not at ease, walked to Yang Jing's side, called at Yang Jing twice, shook Yang Jing again, and even slapped Yang Jing in the face, and found that Yang Jing did not wake up, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and said: These are all old rivers and lakes, all of them are human spirits, and the brothers don't know martial arts, this time it is also a fluke, go and wake up the saint!

The old monk said this, and took the lead into the side hall, but saw that Sun Erniang, Song Fengya, and Lu Baiyu were all around the fire and were sleeping.

Although they didn't take off their clothes to roast the fire, the jade body was horizontal, and the undulating amazing curves still made people's blood gush!

The few little monks behind the old monk suddenly became distracted, and their eyes showed a light of greed and lewdness.

One of the skinny little monks finally couldn't help it, rubbed his hands and walked over, seeing that the chest of the deer and the white fish was the most proud, and he was about to catch it when he opened his claws!

Seeing that it was about to come true, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the grass shop in the corner!

Hell!

The little monk turned his head suddenly, looked at it by the light of the fire, and immediately sat down on the ground in fright!

But I saw a child with an extremely ugly face, standing on the grass with dull eyes, staring at these monks!

When the old monk saw the monk's appearance, he immediately stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head!

When is this? Crazy dog! First save the saint, how can you play first!

The monk trembled his hands, pointed to the god who stood up, and said in a trembling voice: But... But big brother... This thing...

The old monk snorted and said, "If my guess is correct, this should be the spirit child of the Holy Maiden, and the Great Protector is really an unpredictable prophet!"

Several monks heard that this ugly child turned out to be the spirit child of the saint, and their hearts couldn't help but be relieved, and the little monk behind handed over the thick licorice juice that had been prepared, and the old monk gently helped Sun Erniang up, and carefully poured the licorice juice into Sun Erniang's mouth.

After pouring a bowl of licorice juice into it, Sun Erniang was choked, coughed suddenly, and woke up!

Seeing this, the old monk hurriedly let go of his hand, as if Sun Erniang's body was full of poison and he would die, everyone took three steps back, and then bowed to Sun Erniang: His subordinates meet Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden, Our Lady of the White Cow, descended into the world, thousands of pains, all turned to dust!

Sun Erniang stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked all the remaining licorice juice on her lips, and the monks suddenly felt hot and dry, and their crotches couldn't help but bulge!

Sun Erniang looked at these ugly monks, glanced at them casually, and found that there was a dirty handprint on her shoulder, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she glanced around and said: Who touched me just now, stand up.

The old monk's heart tightened, his heart trembled, and the cold sweat was already soaking his back, what he was most worried about had finally happened!