The temple is dilapidated, overgrown with grass, and even the clay statue of the Bodhisattva inside is missing an arm.

Yuan Xing didn't care about this, he took his tools in the afternoon and roughly cleaned up, although he was still dilapidated, he could live more or less.

He spread the baggage roll in the side hall, which was considered to be officially settled. This mission only provided a location, but did not give a specific time, and I don't know if he has recently come to reincarnate, even if it drags on for a few years, it is possible. Here, I'm afraid, is my own safe place.

That night, dark clouds obscured the moon, and the four fields were pitch black, and it was not long before the sound of rain came in.

Yuan Xing lit an oil lamp, and sat cross-legged under the beating light, but did not settle down, but waited quietly.

The haunted temple, the night rain at the beginning of summer, this is simply the artistic conception of chatting about fasting, the standard configuration of horror movies, to be honest, there are really some small expectations.

Unfortunately, things cannot be completely submissive.

waited until the early hours of the morning, the sound of rain was still there, but nothing unusual was found, and the female ghost rumored by the local people did not see it.

Yuanxing is used to going to bed early, it's okay to have something, but now it's calm and nothing, and the sleepiness can no longer be helped. He yawned, didn't bother to blow out the lamp, and just sat down and closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind blowing in from the broken window seemed stronger than before, and the bean-like fireworks on the lamp shook violently with the wind, trembling as if they could be extinguished at any time.

A wisp of black mist seeped in from the bottom of the temple door, winding its way like a long snake, and the target seemed to be the sleeping monk.

It's just that when the mist was about to approach the fate line, it suddenly stopped for a moment, and then quickly retreated.

The wind gradually subsided, and the flame in the lamp returned to normal after a few beats, and everything in the room seemed to have changed as before falling asleep.

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After finishing the morning class, Yuanxing began to get busy, and it is foreseeable that the future will be very busy for a period of time.

What kind of goods is a robber who can rob him of a poor monk? The reward of several donors was actually pitiful, and the copper coin, which used more than half of the axe and bedding alone, he calculated, and the rest of the money was used to buy miscellaneous grains for subsistence, and no matter how much he saved, it was only enough to eat for a month.

Although he has boasted that Haikou wants to repair this temple, he can't afford to buy building materials, let alone hire people, well, even if he has money, the name of this ghost temple is there, who dares to come?

Fortunately, there is a lot of heavy work done in the fate line, the stones are taken from the local materials, the wood is cut outside the town, and the sand is dug by the river.

Sometimes when I'm idle, I feel quite sad. He has been studying for so many years and has read so many books, it seems that it doesn't play much role in him, and after going through these few times, being a coolie is the most comfortable. Hey, why did he become a monk?

Of course, you can't work every day, after all, there are still tasks to be completed.

So at noon, he would take some time to go into the town, or hang out, or write something to eat, or at least make an appearance, so that people would know that they lived in a ghost temple and were still alive and well.

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If nearly ten days have passed, the repair progress of the temple has been carried out halfway, except for the outer wall, the main hall and the side hall where he lives have been roughly repaired, only the Bodhisattva statue with a broken arm can only be said later.

During this period, Yuanxing waited for the supernatural event to happen almost every day, but there was no gain. If it weren't for the abundance of spiritual energy in this world and the explanation of the golden cicada, he would really think that there were no ghosts in this world.

Wandering around every day, coupled with Jin Cicada's explanation, Yuan Xing already has a general idea of this era. The Li Dynasty has just been established for thirteen years, except for the war in the north and southwest, it is also the beginning of the world.

Unlike in times of war, the people are now at peace and haunted, but they are not as frequent as in the past. Perhaps out of nature, some horrific and evil stories have endured in people's mouths.

This is the case with this nameless little temple. Since the death of Ren Miaozhu, the people who live nearby have sworn that they have seen a white shadow with the cry of a baby at night, although no one has died, but a few years ago it was still quite fierce, and scared a lot of sick people. I also asked the mage to come and see it, but I found nothing, and gradually no one set foot here.

This world is different from the blue star and the earth, since the birth of human civilization, it has been neighboring with mountain spirits and wild monsters, and it is common for people to talk about ghosts and foxes. It doesn't make sense that you can't even tell the difference between ordinary evil and haunting. Not to mention the fact that there are practitioners involved.

The current node is generally stable, the invasion of the demon world will not occur until three hundred years later, there are many masters in the cultivation world who walk in the world, Yuan Xing does not think that he is much stronger than others, and it is normal to open the eyes of the sky and not see the clues, thinking of this, he is no longer entangled, he should work and work, he should recite scriptures, and sleep when he should sleep.

Even if there is really a big monster here, he can't go, who is afraid of whom?

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The prefectures and counties to which this place belongs are all famous places of fish and rice in the Li Dynasty, but they are only a remote town, and there are few outsiders who usually come, let alone really cultivate.

He is not a random choice, no matter whether he can get food or not, he will clean up the evil in other people's homes.

Because of begging, Yuan Xing lowered his posture very low, and it was much easier to get along with those cultivators who were nosed and eyed. The key is that this monk is good-looking and kind, and he can occasionally see some evil diseases. Gradually, people treated him no longer had the same vigilance and alienation as before, and they liked to chat with him for a few words, and after a long time, the small temple actually regained some popularity, and some people even took the initiative to help repair the wall.

So, in less than a month, Yuanxing had a foothold that could shelter from the wind and rain, and initially won the trust of the townspeople.

Of course, it's not without distress, there are many people who move around, although he has gained a lot of information about the townspeople, but he looks white and handsome, and can always meet the female benefactor with a flowery mouth, he is like water, and he also knows that people are just verbally asking for some cheapness, so he doesn't care much, but every time he has to face the hostility of the male owner of the family, it is inevitably not beautiful.

Just like now.

"The little master has a profound Dharma, and the little woman has recently become interested in the Dharma, I don't know when the master will be free to come to my room, let's discuss one or two."

It was a plump and stout woman who put two pieces of bread into the bowl of Yuanxing, and her small eyes kept rolling on Yuanxing's face.

Yuan Xing thanked solemnly, and the corner of his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little daughter-in-law with a blushing face behind her, and the corner of his eyes twitched, you are teasing the monk of the good family in front of your daughter-in-law, this, this is not very good.