In the middle of the street, the expansive mansion is particularly eye-catching.

The mountains are towering and green, the upper is out of the heavy sky, the flying pavilion is Liudan, and the lower is borderless and landless.

The strange thing is that it is obviously in the most prosperous street, but the outside of the house is empty at the moment, and a few pedestrians hurriedly walk by, and they are far away from the house.

Du Gong is the leading rich and noble family in Lin'an City, and Du Gong is kind and charitable, and has a wide range of friends, from high-ranking officials in temples to scholars who have fallen off the list, all of whom are his guests.

This also caused a grand occasion in the city, and the Du Mansion was full of people from morning to night.

And Du Mansion has a rule that the house is not closed at night.

At the gate, some soft treasures will be piled up every day, and people in difficulty, if they are embarrassed during the day, they can come to the door at night to pick them up.

The name of Du Gongle's benevolence has always been talked about in Lin'an City.

However, half a month ago, the gate of Du Mansion was closed tightly without warning, and everyone thought that there was something wrong with Du Mansion at first, and they didn't care much about it, but for several days, the door was closed, and even the entire Du family never even came out, everyone realized that something was wrong and hurried to report to the official.

Hearing that Du Gong had an accident, the government was also very nervous, and hurriedly sent a large group of officers and soldiers to Du Mansion in full armament.

It is also strange to say that no matter what method these officers and soldiers used, they could not open the gate of Dufu, and they did not even get a single piece of wood chips.

Until an officer knocked on the door.

A strange scene appeared, the red wooden door was slowly opened, the door was still dripping with blood, and a pair of ghost hands dragged everyone into the door......

A group of people listened intently to the white-haired old man at the front, a wonderful storyteller.

It just so happened that behind everyone, a monk passed by.

The storyteller's words were deeply imprinted in Buchen's heart, and compared to the panic of others, Buchen felt a little excited inexplicably.

He won't forget his mission this time.

This world is talking about demons dancing, but after all, there are still people in the majority, and there are not a few capable people, even if there are really demons, most of them are honestly hiding in the dark.

Just came down the mountain and met one, this kind of luck, not dusty feel that they can buy lottery tickets, but unfortunately there are no lottery tickets for sale here.

When the night ended, no color could be seen in the sky, and there was a sense of depression in the air, and occasionally a few unknown birds swept through the sky, and the heavens were even more suffocating.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha horn instantly dispelled this strange atmosphere.

Buchen stood at the door of the house, looking at the vermilion door in front of him, and looked at it for a long time.

"There's no resentment or yin, but there's something else, which is a little strange."

muttered a word in his mouth, Buchen's eyes showed some curiosity, and he raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

"Monk, stop."

A loud shout came from behind Buchen, and in the darkness, a man in a black official uniform who didn't know where the cat had just gone hurriedly walked over.

Looking at the monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes in front of him, Zheng Tianguang had a bad face.

"Monk, don't knock on any door, be careful of losing your life."

"Oh? Can this benefactor elaborate on what is wrong with the little monk's move? ”

Buchen said a little unhurriedly, this appearance made Zheng Tianguang burst into flames.

Ordinary people have to tremble when they see their Fengtiansi people, even some minor officials, how can they dare to ask themselves as dare to ask themselves like Buchen.

Fortunately, Zheng Tianguang's temper was quite gentle among the people in Fengtiansi, and he said patiently.

"Monk, do you know that this is the house of the great murderer, and this commander ordered the place to be guarded by the order of the head in order not to let the evil cause trouble."

"The donor's self-sacrificing and fearless spirit is worthy of praise."

Buchen nodded approvingly.

"Monk, what do you mean, if you are not a person from Fengtiansi, you will be afraid of these demons?"

Buchen's words of praise seemed to make Zheng Tianguang, who had always been proud, a little dissatisfied, and the pair of iconic sword eyebrows on his brows were heavily raised.

Hearing this, Buchen didn't say a word, and turned his eyes to the bushes next to him, where there was a deep trace, and at first glance, it was a cat that had just been there.

"You, a monk, are ordered to not startle the snake, do you think that this is really afraid of them."

Zheng Tianguang's handsome face flashed a little red, I don't know if he was angry or because of what.

"Amitabha, how dare the little monk, I have long heard that the big guys of Fengtiansi are all strange people, but now when I look at it, I just have a slight gap in my heart."

Buchen folded his hands and sighed slightly.

"Big guy?"

"It is a person with a noble identity and a thorough ability."

reacted, Zheng Tianguang was angry.

"Monk, you show me a good look, isn't it just a little demon, this is a big man, and he will be afraid of these things."

As he spoke, Zheng Tianguang raised his hand and smashed it on the wooden door twice.

The people of Fengtiansi are very strong, at least compared to ordinary people, they are not a little stronger.

Zheng Tianguang was angry with three hammers, and his powerful fist landed on the gate, not to mention wood, even if it was iron and stone, it would crack a gap.

Strangely, the gate seemed to be tightly wrapped in an invisible force, and there was no reaction except for two long drum-like sounds.

As soon as Zheng Tianguang smashed down the door, he was keenly aware that something was wrong.

He seemed to be being led by the monk all the time, and he seemed to be luring himself to knock on the door, especially after looking back and seeing the smile on Buchen's face, he was even more convinced of this.

Zheng Tianguang pointed at Buchen and was furious: "Monk, do you want to harm me?" ”

At the same time, the figure retreated at an incredible speed.

Thundered.

A dull voice rang out, and the door slowly opened.

didn't have time to see the scene inside, Zheng Tianguang only felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and a big living person disappeared like this.

Thundered.

The familiar voice sounded again, and the door was closed again.

"Stinky monk, Lao Tzu won't let you go if you're a ghost."

Zheng Tianguang's roar was faintly heard in his ears, and Buchen's face showed a sad and compassionate expression, and he silently recited the mantra of the past in his heart......

"I see."

Just now, Buchen's eyes never left the red door, but it really made him discover something.

The confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he raised his hand again and knocked on the door.

"The little monk Hanshui Temple is not dusty, I came to visit, and I asked the donor to open the door to meet."

In the darkness, loud voices continued to sound.

Then came the familiar rumbling sound, followed by a flash of white light......