The little monk got up from sleep and turned to the bell tower, but saw that the upper floor was empty, not only was there no figure of Cheng Jun, but even the body of the old Taoist was gone.

It's strange, how can there be such a big change in just half a day's effort, could it be ......

Could it be that the matter is solved?

The little monk was puzzled, because there was no one in the temple now, and his residence was next door to Cheng Jun, if Cheng Jun went back, he would naturally find out, but Cheng Jun didn't go back, and he wasn't in the bell tower, where was he?

Did you go out of the temple?

Thinking of this, the little monk was a little flustered, although he was introduced to the serious Buddhism by the Dabao monk, but after all, he had no experience, so that the boy who had never even been out of Wanma Mountain, went to Luzhou alone, and felt slim when he thought about it, but fortunately, there was Cheng Jun. Although he didn't know Cheng Jun's identity clearly, he also knew that Cheng Jun came from the same world as Monk Dabao. Because of Cheng Jun's presence, his dreams can be touched, and if there is no Cheng Jun, the future will be like seeing flowers in the fog, which is elusive.

Even though he still has a secret that no one knows, he would rather trust Cheng Jun more. It's not that Cheng Jun's performance is trustworthy, but that Cheng Jun is at least a person.

Thinking of this, a layer of sweat broke out on his head, but fortunately, he was usually a calm and steady surname, and he still did not panic, and went all the way from the bell tower, through the corridor, to the front hall.

As soon as he arrived at the front hall, a fragrance came, and the little monk was stunned and had stopped.

This smell is very familiar, in the early years in the Wanma Temple, three hundred and sixty days a year, it is said that there is this smell wafting in front of the Buddha hall - that is the smell of incense.

Once Wanma Temple is not as prosperous as the big Buddha temple outside the mountain, but there are a few days a month, there are also good men and women, come to the incense to worship the Buddha, at that time on the Buddha hall, there was also cigarette smoke, like a Buddhist holy land. It's just that after the collapse of the mountain gate of Wanma Temple, there is no such scenic spot.

The little monk was puzzled, followed the fragrance to find it, and sure enough, in the main hall, he saw a person holding incense and secretly praying, it was Cheng Jun.

The little monk was taken aback, and said in his heart: It's strange, the sky is falling, and he actually worships the Buddha here? Where is he a person who sincerely worships the Buddha? Could it be that he worships his Taoist Sanqing Daozun?

Although it is a little bad to want to worship the Taoist ancestor in the Buddha hall, but when I think that the Wanma Temple is occupied by people, the Buddha statues have been swept away, and the bald heads of all sizes in the courtyard are gone, what else can be inappropriate? Even if others worship other gods and Buddhas, it is not a big deal.

Taking a step closer, he saw clearly, there was no Buddha statue on the offering table, but there was no statue of the Daozun, only a wooden row, with a line of small characters engraved on it, although he didn't see who it was written at a glance, but he could also see that it was a god.

The little monk saw Cheng Jun silently offering incense and praying, without distraction, and did not make a sound, waiting in the back, curious in his heart, which one could ask Cheng Jun to offer incense and worship. Hengzhi was not far away, and his eyes were not bad, and he gradually saw clearly that the god seat was written "Chengmen Xiao's ......"

As soon as I saw this, I only heard Cheng Jun say: "You are here." ”

The little monk was excited, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to disturb you, I found this place by mistake, and I didn't mean to ......."

Cheng Jun turned his head for a moment and said, "It's okay, I don't have anything to carry back." As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Today is the taboo of Neiko, and Cheng Mou will put a stick of incense on her according to his habit." ”

The little monk was stunned, and saw that although Cheng Jun's expression was also faint, it was a little more solemn than before. Although he is young, he will also look at the high and low, although Cheng Jun usually does not have a hippie smile, but he is very indifferent in his bones, whether he is laughing or angry, in fact, his expression is very shallow, it seems that no matter what happens in the outside world, it will affect his emotions at most, and he will never enter his heart, and he will never be concerned. Only today, his expression was solemn as never before, and the little monk felt that only at this moment could he get a glimpse of Cheng Jun's sincerity.

It's just that...... The little monk patronized and was stunned, and now he realized what Cheng Jun said, and when he heard Cheng Jun say that Neizi was jealous, he was first ashamed, and then he was puzzled -- Neizi is a wife, right? Where did Cheng Jun come out with a dead wife? Don't say anything else, Cheng Jun's age is not a lie, no matter how you look at it, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, even if it is in the countryside, it is not the age of Cheng Ding to marry, right? Could it be that it is a baby kiss, and his fiancée died?

Thinking of this, the little monk was a little embarrassed and said, "Mrs. Zun...... The face is thin, the young man dies, this ...... It's sad. "After all, he hasn't experienced anything, and his words are a bit nondescript.

Cheng Jun smiled faintly, a look of reminiscence, and said: "Although she has a thin life, she is not dying, but dying." If I hadn't been mistaken for the rest of my life, I would have been a blessed and long-lived person. Shaking his head as he spoke, he said, "After many years, of course she has already been reincarnated." She has a good life, so she can naturally be entrusted with a person, as long as she doesn't meet me by mistake again, she should be able to live a worry-free life. I incense her, not for her, but for me. After all, I have done too many sins, and there are too few memories worth recalling, even if it is for my best time, make a memorial. ”

When the words fell, the incense burned out, and the fire went out several times, turning into a pinch of ashes.

The little monk's experience was limited, and he didn't understand what he was talking about, so he said a few times, and when he saw Cheng Jun coming out of the Buddhist hall, he changed his mind and followed, and found a topic at random, and said, "Then Song Yunjiang, haven't you come yet?"

Cheng Jun said: "It's dead." ”

The little monk sighed, "Ah?", and lost his voice: "Why did you die?" In the past few days, he has been thinking about revenge, why the enemy has already died before he sees it.

Cheng Jun said: "I sent her to reunite with Yue Hua's old way." ”

Just as Song Yunjiang thought that he and Cheng Jun did not share the sky, Cheng Jun never thought of any compromise with Song Yunjiang at all, and he always used the fastest and most direct means to send the other party to hell for those who threatened him.

On the bell tower, he and Song Yunjiang bargained, naturally they had their own ghosts, Song Yunjiang thought that he would attract Cheng Jun's attention, let the avatar surprise sneak attack, and kill Cheng Jun The best, if not, he would snatch the body of Yue Hua Lao Dao.

Cheng Jun, on the other hand, wanted to return Yue Hua's body in an inconspicuous situation.

Yue Hua Lao Dao is alive and is the puppet of the old devil, and he is only a pile of stinky meat when he is dead, what does Cheng Jun want him to do? As early as when he had murderous intentions towards Song Yunjiang, he had already refined Yue Hua's corpse with a secret method, as long as Song Yunjiang touched her hands, her death would enter the countdown, and sooner or later she would die of poison. If she wants to hold on to the old way, it would be better to explode the corpse directly, saving two pieces of land.

This is neither glamorous nor ingenious, but it is undoubtedly the most effective. Don't say whether Song Yunjiang will think of it, even if she thinks of it, she will never bear it, and she won't even touch Yue Hua's old way. Because she loves him, she doesn't even care about her own surname.

It is not a good thing to calculate a widow who is deeply affectionate, but it does not matter if you count an enemy who kills his companion and threatens his life. This is still Cheng Jun's old age, not as wanton as when he was young, otherwise he wouldn't need to explain what he did, even if it was to himself.

Just now, he also put half a pillar of incense on Song Yunjiang, not to respect her for how affectionate she was, or to pity her for her hard work, just to thank her for evoking his good memories of his deceased wife. For the memory of this moment, she deserves this half pillar of incense.

"When will the people from Wanma Temple arrive?" Cheng Jun came back to his senses and asked this sentence, he also asked this sentence a few times, and the little monk had no answer, so he just said it in passing.

How do you know that the little monk smiled bitterly and said, "Within three days." ”

Cheng Junqi said: "How do you know?"

The little monk said: "The pigeon flew back, there are carrier pigeons in the temple, when I first released the news, I don't know where it flies, can I find it, I didn't expect to fly back yesterday, look at the date above, about three days later, the first batch of senior brothers will come back." ”

Cheng Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "It's fast enough." ”

The little monk said: "Anyway, it's a day earlier and a day later." I don't care, you...... Let's make some preparations, right?" The plan to replace the Dabao monk, he still feels absurd now, it is best for Cheng Jun to regret it and give up that idea, otherwise it will be revealed, and those monks will not say what they will do to him, the key is that it is very embarrassing.

Cheng Jun smiled, he really needed to prepare, not to welcome a group of monks, but that he still had one more thing to do.

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