Outside the Temple of Asking Hearts.

The old man looked up and looked at the smoke in the temple, and the strong sense of oppression made him feel suffocated as a demon clan.

However, when the hand of the young monk next to him gently rested on his arm, the original feeling of oppression softened like gurgling water.

The old man was convinced in his heart that the little master named Forget Huai next to him was definitely not an ordinary monk.

The eyes of forgetfulness are still as gentle as ever.

"Do you want to go in?" Forget asked.

The old man hesitated.

Forgetfulness seemed to see his discomfort, and smiled and led him to the stone bench on the other side to sit down.

"If you don't want to go in, it's fine, if you have anything, you can tell me." Forget Huai said with a smile.

The old man looked at him and burst into tears.

Sitting on the stone bench, forgetting to ask the old man about the purpose of coming to the Wenxin Temple, he heard that it was to pray for his grandson, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Little Master, I heard that there is really a Buddha manifestation in the Asking Heart Temple, is it true?" The old man asked, choked up.

Seeing that something was wrong with the old man's mood, Forget seemed to realize something, and asked, "But your grandson is not in good health?" ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "Only the Buddha can save him." ”

Forget to frown, a little puzzled.

If it is an ordinary person, he may also persuade a few words, if the child is not in good health, send it to the hospital immediately, and never pin your hope on the Buddha.

For so many years in the Wenxin Temple, it is not uncommon to forget such things, many old people, children at home are sick, they want to worship the Buddha on incense, but they miss the treatment time, which is simply a human tragedy.

But the old man in front of him is not a human, but a demon.

Such a statement will naturally not be applied to the other party.

After hesitating for a moment, he still said honestly: "The vision of the Temple of Asking Heart has nothing to do with the manifestation of the Buddha. ”

Hearing this, the old man's eyes suddenly dimmed.

But soon, he laughed again.

"That's right...... That's fine. ”

"Huh?" There are some surprises in forgetting.

"Actually, I also thought that it couldn't be the manifestation of the Buddha, if there really was a way to ......" The old man said this, stopped, and thought in his heart.

If there is really a Buddha manifestation and a way to save his grandson, the people of the Demon Town Division must know it first, so how can they not tell themselves?

When he decided to come to the Temple of Asking Hearts, the old man was already mentally prepared, he knew better than anyone how slim this hope was, even if he came, it was a trip in vain, but this world is like this, not everything has a close logic, more with emotion as a support.

Only when you come can you have peace of mind.

"In that case, then little master, I won't bother." The old man stood up, his hands behind his back, ready to descend the mountain.

Forget to look at him, suddenly think of something.

"You wait first."

The old man turned to look at Forgetfulness, his eyes filled with doubt.

Forget Huai took out a peace charm folded into a triangle from his monk's robe, and a red rope was hung on it, and handed it to the old man.

"This is the peace charm of Wenxin Temple, I hope your grandson is healthy and grows up safely." Forget to whisper.

The old man looked at him, suddenly choked a little, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say anything, just clutched the peace charm tightly, took the forgotten hand and nodded heavily, and then walked down the mountain road.

Forget to stand for a long time, sighed, the only role that the peace charm can play is to ask the old man for psychological comfort.

……

Walking on the way down the mountain, the old man's steps were much faster.

When going up the mountain, he needs to withstand the pressure of the Temple of Asking Hearts, like walking against the wind.

When you go down the mountain, it's much lighter.

The star city in winter is much colder, especially when walking on the mountain road, the wind blowing into the neck is biting cold, if it was young, as a demon clan, he wouldn't care at all, but as he grew older, the old soul demon with C-level strength declined in all aspects.

When he was young, he dared to bring it to drink, and the cold wind seemed to be able to ask for half an old knife at this time, but as a demon clan, he did not have any dissatisfaction with this, compared to ordinary people, his life span was long enough.

In the past, he was very afraid of death, especially before going to sleep at night, he was always worried that he would never be able to open his eyes as soon as he closed them, and his young grandson had no one to take care of him, so he shook his arms desperately when he cried, and then faced the cold pot at home alone.

Hiss......

It's a scary thing to think about.

Maybe the vast majority of people who are afraid of death are not really afraid of death, but they still have too many worries in this world.

But right now.

The old man seemed to sense something.

He raised his head, his gaze down the steps of the mountain path, and saw a group of people.

It was a group of strangely dressed people, the old man had never seen it, but there was a holy aura on their bodies.

This kind of qi made him feel very uncomfortable.

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man slowly left the mountain road and walked into the mountains and forests, wanting to avoid the other party.

As a demon clan, if you want to completely integrate into the human world, what you can do is to avoid meeting too many people as much as possible, let alone causing trouble, for so many years, he has been like this, even where he lives, is as remote as possible.

On the mountain road.

Ling Hongbo was still thinking about it.

"Father Alexander, I have already communicated with the people of the Temple of Asking Hearts, but they are still closed, and even if we come, we will not be able to enter."

Alexander disagreed, "It's okay, I'm just looking around, maybe I'll find something?" If you don't go in, don't you just do it? ”

Seeing that Alexander was so persistent, Ling Hongbo didn't want to say much.

Well......

Just go around outside, don't go in.

Theoretically, there's really nothing wrong with it.

Ling Hongbo only got the holy water from Alexander, and improved himself, and now he will not disagree with the other party at this juncture, let alone in such an innocuous trivial matter.

Anyway, the people of the Holy Bishop's See didn't cry and make trouble, so they had to enter the Wenxin Temple now, they just walked around the Zazen Mountain, even if the people from the Demon Control Division came, they couldn't find a reason, right?

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Alexander suddenly turned his face away, looked ahead to the right, and stopped.

Ling Hongbo took a few steps, and after stopping, he turned his face and looked at Alexander curiously.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Over there, there seems to be an evil spirit."

"Evil?" Ling Hongbo was a little surprised.

Alexander seemed intrigued by this, and likewise left the mountain trail.

"Let's go, go see what kind of evil it is."

Ling Hongbo, who was following behind, suddenly understood.

Alexander said that the evil was actually found here.

What surprised Ling Hongbo was that this was Zazen Mountain, and there was a Temple of Asking Hearts on the mountain, what kind of demon dared to come here?

Isn't this looking for death!

What made Ling Hongbo even more puzzled was that this "evil spirit" had already arrived at Zazen Mountain, and those monks in the Wenxin Temple were unaware of it?