Su Hanjing greeted the blurred moonlight and walked out of the Buddhist Zen Temple.

Outside the Zen Temple, it is the deserted stone staircase road, after winding straight down for a while, it is the main hall in the Fangwai Temple, which enshrines the only Buddha statue of the Fangwai Temple, the ancient Moro Buddha.

Su Hanjing took a look from afar, and after seeing that he could only see darkness, he put away his extra thoughts, and walked straight to the direction of the main hall according to the memory of the old monk.

His destination was also the main hall of this Fangwai Temple.

In the memory of the monk who could not be old for nearly four hundred years, the word immortal appeared very frequently.

Those immortals, without exception, possess great power.

But it's a pity that the old monk couldn't see the last immortal until he chose to die out of himself in order to be freed.

However, the hundreds of years of life of the old monk are not in vain.

Over the years, the old monk has collected several ancient scriptures one after another through a friend he met by chance, "Lingyike", on which there are ways to become immortals, all of which were hidden in this hall by the old monk.

Right now, Su Hanjing was going to take out a few ancient scriptures in the main hall.

He was a simple-minded man.

There is a strange curse in Fangwai Temple, and there are immortals in this heaven and earth who have great power, so naturally they have to become immortals.

But here's a point of doubt.

In the memory of the old monk, there are no details, there are all kinds of memories, but there is no content of those ancient scriptures!

This is not normal.

Because I have worked hard to collect a few ancient scriptures, I still remember them, and there is no reason not to read them!

Speaking of which, the friend of the old monk, "Lingyike", every time he gave the ancient scriptures to the old monk, his expression was very strange, and he looked like he wanted to say something. ”

Thinking like this, Su Hanjing found that he had come to the front of the main hall.

Then he found that outside the main hall at this time, there were actually several monks squatting. The little monk who ran away just now was also here, but was pressed behind him by a young monk.

Seeing Su Hanjing's arrival, this group of monks was suddenly surprised.

"Abbot, can you get up?"

"The disciple has seen the abbot!"

In this group of monks, there are older monks who are not confused, and there are also young monks who are standing in the year.

And, of course, the little monk.

This is actually the son of a monk in the temple, because his parents are dead, and the old monk can't know about it, so he asked someone to send the monk's son to Fangwai Temple.

But this is not because the old monk can't bear it for a while, but because he has expected it.

Su Hanjing looked around, just nodded, didn't say much, and then he walked straight to the main hall.

At this time, the door of the main hall was closed, but the lights were faintly visible inside.

So Su Hanjing looked at a middle-aged monk on the side, and according to the title in his memory, he asked, "Criminal, why is this?" How can there be people in the temple? ”

The middle-aged monk who was called a criminal by Su Hanjing, under the cover of night, his face immediately showed a touch of resentment, but when he spoke, his tone was extremely respectful: "The abbot is the daughter of the Liu family who stays in the temple, and I want to worship the Buddha for a while and then go to rest, so I brought her later." ”

"Bastard!" Su Hanjing's face was gloomy.

And this angry shout, in addition to the consistent character of the old monk, also carried a little bit of Su Hanjing's emotions at this time.

Because Fangwai Temple's reputation over the years is not good.

Especially after the old monk lay in bed for thirty years, the reputation of Fangwai Temple, which was originally only supported by the old monk, can be said to have plummeted, and there are not many people who come to incense during the day, not to mention the young lady who stays in the temple?

The filth in the temple is clear, even if the old monk is lying on the couch.

At this time, Su Hanjing had a hunch that the daughter of the Liu family was probably here for the few volumes of immortal scriptures that the old monk could not collect!

Because something similar happened more than a hundred years ago.

"The abbot is angry! Take care of your body! ”

Hearing Su Hanjing's scolding, the monks couldn't help but kneel down in a hurry.

Even the middle-aged monk was so comforting at this time, and he didn't dare to refute or complain!

Su Hanjing glanced at the group of monks.

He knew very well that these monks were not actually afraid of him, the abbot of the temple, the "unable old monk", but worried that he would be angry at this time and die in anger.

The name of Fangwai Temple can be said to be supported by the gimmick that the old monk has lived for nearly 400 years.

So he said, "Don't take it as an example, step down!" ”

"Yes, Abbot."

Watching this group of monks who originally wanted to do something wrong leave, Su Hanjing opened the door of the main hall and walked in slowly.

In the main hall, what directly catches your eye is a strange-looking stone statue.

There are three heads and four arms, three heads, one of which is a normal human face; A hideous face, not like a living person; There is also a mouth with fangs, and a single horn on the top of the head.

Even though the statue is sitting cross-legged with all four arms folded, it still looks more like a demon than a Buddha.

And a beautiful girl with picturesque eyebrows and a slender figure was looking at him.

"Abbot?"

"It's the old monk." Su Hanjing looked at the memory in his mind and vaguely guessed the identity of this girl, so he took the initiative to ask, "Who are you from Aya?" ”

"Mrs. Grandpa, Grandmother Aya is my Mrs. Grandma." As she spoke, the girl knelt down on her knees and placed her hands on the ground.

In this world, this is worship, also called Jabai.

It is usually the most solemn salute that the younger generation performs when they meet their own parents, as a way to express respect.

Then, she took out a wooden hairpin and raised her hands in the air.

Looking at this wooden hairpin, Su Hanjing no longer doubted that this was the bloodline descendant left by this body after that affair more than a hundred years ago.

So Su Hanjing asked, "Did your parents ask you to come?" But something happened. ”

He wanted to take this opportunity to inquire and know how many people he had here in the Immortal Ancient Scriptures! In the memories left by the old monk, it is clear that this is extremely secret.

"No, it's just that my granddaughter doesn't want to get married, so I want to come to Mrs. Grandpa and ask for a scroll of fairy scriptures." The girl's little face was slightly red, and when she said this, her two hands couldn't help kneading the corners of her clothes, looking a little cramped and uneasy.

"Then who told you about the Immortal Sutra?" Su Hanjing asked.

"He claims to be Mrs. Grandpa, your friend, Clothier." The girl hurriedly replied.

"He's still alive?"

Su Hanjing was silent, and then beckoned the girl to come over: "You go to the Buddha and kowtow three times." ”

The girl didn't know why, but she did it obediently.

Seeing this, Su Hanjing quietly activated the mechanism hidden in the hall according to the information in his memory.

Suddenly, the Buddha statue, which was more than a foot high, slowly moved.

In the place where the statue of Ancient Mora was removed, a small recessed lattice appeared, in which several small wooden boxes were stored.

"The ancient scripture you want is inside, just take a box." Su Hanjing said.

When the girl heard this, her beautiful face immediately became a little excited, but she looked at several boxes below, and her expression became solemn and serious.

Then, Su Hanjing saw that the girl kowtowed several times, and her forehead was red, before she closed her eyes and grabbed a small wooden box from it.

The girl opened her eyes, looked at the small wooden box in her hand, and her face actually showed a look like "This is my true destiny", and then saw her look at Su Hanjing with hopeful eyes: "Mrs. Grandpa, this selection box, there should be some kind of fate in it, right?" ”

Su Hanjing finally understood what she was doing with the operation just now, so he said, "You think too much." ”