In an instant, the cold wind whistled, and the wooden window was opened to enter the house, and the ice and snow flew in.

"Woo woo" The ghost cry outside the window lingered in the deep courtyard.

The old lama closed his eyes and said, "You are so vicious that you want to find a substitute?" The two donors have no grudges against you, how can they do harm? There are thousands of people, and there are only two stand-ins, even if you find a stand-in? After becoming a ghost, you will not be able to cause a lot of harm, and you will not be able to reincarnate, but you can only fall into hell and suffer for a hundred lifetimes. ”

After a long time, the wind gradually faded away.

"The two donors were frightened."

Since it is a person from Yuling, the gods and ghosts contract people naturally can't believe or disbelieve in ghosts and gods, but this old lama's set of evil ghosts looking for a stand-in really makes me disagree, "Even if this is Tibet, but Lao Tzu is a god and ghost contract person, where does the evil ghost who doesn't open his eyes want to come to me as a stand-in?" ”

"Although this ancient Tibetan witchcraft is powerful, it is not a ghost, it should be an extremely terrifying virus, making people look like they are not dead." So, I asked the old lama, "Master, are there other people in the monastery?" ”

"The donor noticed the extra three pairs of chopsticks, so let's ask." The lama sighed, "Alas, can the two benefactors know 'ignorance'? ”

I shook my head and said, "Please give me some advice." ”

The old lama told a story with great gravity. It is said that in the late Qing Dynasty, a landlord's aunt Taihong Xing went out of the east window of the wall and wanted to dip in the pig cage. And the person who committed adultery with her was the steward of the landlord's family. The landlord ordered the housekeeper to execute the aunt, and the aunt told the housekeeper that she was the woman he loved the most, and she couldn't die without help. The housekeeper knew that his aunt was going to die, and even if he had the heart to help her, he would end up dead without a place to be buried. So he coaxed and said, "When we get to the river, I'll help you escape."

My aunt naturally didn't believe it, and when that time came, I was afraid that she would really die. The housekeeper had no choice but to coax her, and after entering the pig cage, he left an escape passage at the bottom. In fact, once the pig cage is put down, where can it escape?

However, this aunt is too affectionate to the housekeeper and believes in it. On the day of the execution, the housekeeper put down the pig cage, and at the last moment, reminded the aunt that she must fight to escape. But as soon as he had said that, the pig cage sank, and in a few moments the corpse floated up.

At this time, this aunt remembered the housekeeper's words too much, so she fled desperately, ran from Xichuan to Dongchuan, and settled in that place, and even better, married and gave birth to several children. Twenty years later, the housekeeper went to Dongchuan on business and came to a hotel for dinner, and saw that the shopkeeper turned out to be the little aunt. He was stunned. And the proprietress was stunned when she saw the housekeeper, and tried to invite her inside, and then knelt down to thank the housekeeper for saving her life.

This made the housekeeper baffled, and when he returned to Chengdu, he mentioned this strange incident to his friends, and then went to the cemetery to dig up the corpse to see that the corpse had turned into white bones. Soon, this piece spread in the streets, and as a result, it finally reached the ears of the little aunt. She was stunned when she heard this, and knew that she had really been killed, and her whole person immediately turned into a pool of blood.

"I have heard a similar version of the story of the master's words, in the "Yuanjue Sutra".

"Amitabha, the Buddha is destined for people." The old lama said meaningfully, "Remember, two donors, whatever you see, it is all fake, not real!" ”

I was stunned, "Isn't that what Moxie said before he died?" ”

"But what if it's true?"

"Remember, no matter how true it is, you have to treat it as fake. Poor monks have taken refuge for many years, and naturally have the ability to soothe yin and yang, but the benefactor is a mortal person...... Remember, when it's false, don't believe it's true! ”

At this time, there are female voices playing in the deep courtyard. The old lama got up, opened the door, and called out to the courtyard: "It's almost home, it's cold outside." Rice is ready, go to bed early. ”

As he spoke, the old lama moved four chairs to the door, placed a bowl on each chair, and crossed the chopsticks on the bowl.

"Two donors, apart from the four of you and me, there are no more 'people' here. Whatever you see, don't say, 'You're dead,' and remember! Remember! ”

In a short time, a quiet wind hit the depths of the courtyard, and after a few turns around the house, the candles were extinguished. The old lama trembled and knocked on the wooden fish.

The chairs in front of the door creaked, and the dishes and chopsticks moved slightly.

A quarter of an hour later, the old lama carried the lantern and muttered, "It's time to sleep!" He carried the lantern and headed deeper into the courtyard.

In the darkness, there was no figure of the old lama, only a red lantern looming, and the laughter was extremely cold, and with the lantern away, it disappeared into the endless darkness.

"What's really fake?"

"But how did Moxie die?"

"Miasma can cause people to hallucinate, and it should be because of the miasma."

"I don't think it's that simple." Cheng Yiyun was puzzled, "Then what do you say about Moxi's dark voice after his death?" ”

"Echoes in the mountains!"

Facing Cheng Yiyun's doubts, in fact, I was the same in my heart, but I was tired at this time, and I didn't care about it, so I said: "Forget it, don't worry about it in advance, let's sleep well first!" ”

After that, I lay down and went to sleep.

"The monk's medicine really works, and Zhuoma's body is no longer cold." Cheng Yiyun and Zhuoma slept together.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with that lama?" I moved my body and leaned towards Cheng Yiyun, and the two whispered in their ears.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell. You women's instincts should be very accurate, that's why I asked you. ”

"No matter how much, let's take a step and watch one."

"Yes. Instead of being exhausted to death, it is better to sleep well, and to die is to die in a dream, without fear and without pain. ”

At noon, the wind and snow were all over the sky, the wooden house was swaying and leaking, and the charcoal in the brazier was about to go out.

I was woken up cold, and when I got up, I saw that Cheng Yiyun was curled up, and before she woke up, Zhuoma on the side was gone.

"Where's Dolma? Oops! I immediately stopped shooting and added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier, "I'll go out and look for Dolma, you stay here in case Dolma comes back and can't find us." ”

Pushing open the door, the snow mist and ice slag rushed to the face, and the cold wind poured into the mouth and nose. The distant mountains and mountains are covered with snow, the grass and trees are covered with snow, the cold dew condenses the ice slightly, and the ancient temple in the deep mountain snow wind is desolate and desolate.

"Dolma ......"

"Dolma, where are you?"

"What about the old lama?" My heart tightened, "Could it be that he's making trouble?" ”

Thinking of this, I quickened my pace and headed towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall. As soon as I stepped into the main hall, I saw Dolma standing there in despair, staring behind the door and not knowing what he was doing.

"Dolma? What are you doing? ”

"Brother, these big sisters are still waiting for me to guess the riddle."

"Big sister?"

Dolma pointed to the back of the door, and when I looked over, there were four people hiding behind the door, and when I looked closely, it was actually four women, all of whom were smiling at me.

"Who are you?" I wondered where the women came from in the wilderness, "They don't dress like people here, besides, where are there women in this place, if there are any, they have long been taken away by the people of Mawanggou." ”

I saw that these four women were all in their twenties, brightly dressed, and one of them was wearing a beige windbreaker, with big wavy curls, and they looked very fashionable.

At this time, the old lama came back from collecting firewood, took me and Zhuoma away, and from time to time turned back and shouted, "You guys stay for me!" ”

"Master, who are these people, didn't you say that there is no one else here?" I secretly thought that there must be a following here, or else this old lama had six impure roots, secretly raised women in the temple, and raised four at once.

"The donor doesn't know that the four girls have already turned over and died, and if the living people get close, they will find that they are different from the living, and they must not let them know that they are dead!"

After listening to it, I was suddenly shocked that the story of "Yuanjue Sutra" turned out to be true.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of killing outside the temple.

"Kill Maozi!"

"It's not good, the people from Mawanggou have found it."

The old lama was shocked, "Two donors, come with me!" ”

The old lama led Cheng Yiyun to the backyard to hide the scriptures, and I picked up a gun to cover the back.

"Donor, behind the Buddha statue in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a secret door, which can lead to the Holy King Cave of Dapeng Golden Wing Mountain. There are terrible ghosts out there, and now there is only one way out. Two donors, take care. ”

"Hey raw hair! Shave a raw hair! The shouts of killing are getting closer.

The old lama pushed open a stone door behind the Buddha statue, and I opened the way in front, and Cheng Yiyun led Zhuoma to follow. When we entered the secret passage, the old lama closed the stone door again.

At this time, the hunchbacked old man and the black-faced village woman led the villagers to arrive with knives and forks.

"Old Lama! What about the two raw hairs?! ”

"You have sinned so greatly, but you have not repented, and after you die you will fall into hell, and you will not be exalted forever! Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and the sea of bitterness is boundless, and it is the shore ,......"

"Hey, hey......" The villagers laughed wildly, "We are immortal, where will we go to hell?" You go to hell to accompany your dead ghost brothers! ”

After speaking, the villagers cut the old lama into eight pieces.

The secret passage is made of mud, narrow and long. The light of the flashlight gradually dimmed, and after a while, the battery ran out. Walking all the way in the dark, in the dark, I don't know how long I walked, there was light in front of me, and suddenly it was bright.

"It's a big cave." I raised my head to look at the top of the cave, more than ten zhang from the ground, a few rays of sunlight at the entrance of the cave dispersed, sometimes the clouds covered the sun, illuminating the cave flickering bright and dark. Stalactites stand everywhere, the dark river is quiet, bats are flying, the rocks are damp, the dark light is yin and yang, and the light of the cave is strange.

The inner wall of the cave is high and low, and the stalactites are separated from the cave by thousands of peaks and hundreds of gaps, and there are thousands of branch holes in the cave, which are intricately intertwined.

"So many holes? Which one should I enter? Cheng Yiyun took out her compass, "If it's like the 'Nine Old Caves' of Mount Emei, it will be bad." ”

"Zhuoma, have you heard your father talk about the Holy King's Grotto?" I remember mentioning this place a few times when Dolma was in a coma.

"Well, I've heard my dad talk about it before. The Cave of Ten Thousand Souls is 'you don't go to the Yangjian Avenue, and you break in without a door to hell'......"

"What does that mean?" Cheng Yiyun asked.