Late at night, after a thunderstorm, the moon is in the sky.

The mountains and forests are full of life.

At this time, it was the time when the ghosts and mountain spirits were active, and the ghosts, driven by the tiger demons who had cultivated into the essence, poured into the abandoned ancient temple.

There is no Buddha statue in the main hall, and the ghosts are howling, and they have not really pounced on the people in the main hall, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere seems to be rendered to the extreme.

"Noise."

Accompanied by the voice of a young man, it was like the morning bell of an ancient temple ringing.

An invisible force has invaded the ghost's soul.

One by one, the ghosts showed frightened expressions.

Because the howls in their mouths turned into a sutra:

"Nam no Amitabha Night Dota Gadama Night ......"

Most of them had never even heard such Buddhist scriptures in their lifetimes, but they still opened their mouths and read them word by word.

The Jianghu people named Li Tie often participated in the ritual in the township, and said in horror: "The Sutra of Death." ”

This is a scriptural mantra used in Buddhism to give resentful spirits a transcendent rebirth. In the face of ghosts, it makes sense that the living people in the hall use the death spell to protect themselves.

However, the scripture incantation of this word actually came out of the mouth of the ghosts, and the scene itself was even more weird and terrifying than the appearance of the ghosts.

The ghost overtakes himself?

Whether it is Li Tie and other people in the rivers and lakes, or Ning Heng and others, they don't believe it. They had just heard the voice of a "noisy" young man.

Seems somewhat familiar.

But Ning Heng and the others were more shocked by the scene in front of them, and their minds hadn't turned around yet.

Every time the mantra of the Sutra of the Past Life is recited, there is one less ghost in the main hall.

Read one sentence, one less.

I don't know if it's overdone, or if the soul is scattered.

Of course, the crowd couldn't figure this out.

Ghosts recite Buddhist scriptures to surpass themselves in their own lives, and this kind of thing is simply unheard of, beyond their cognition. If there are ghosts in the world, with such consciousness, there will still be ghosts in the world?

Of course it won't be like this.

But what is the reason?

Seeing the ghosts disappear one by one, everyone's hearts gradually settled down, remembering what had just happened.

That "noise".

Gradually, someone reacted, and their eyes fell on Qin Chuan.

That voice?

Ning Heng began to realize that the young man's voice just now was not Qin Chuan's voice? The ghost recites Buddhist scriptures and surpasses himself, but it is actually Qin Chuan's doing?

Is he a human, a ghost, a god, a Buddha?

But Qin Chuan gently stroked Ying Ning's little head at the moment and coaxed her to sleep.

This calm and indifferent, not like being in a dilapidated and gloomy ancient temple that was still crowded with ghosts just now.

Without the invasion of ghosts, the gloomy atmosphere of the main hall suddenly dissipated a lot, the bonfire became bright again, and the moonlight falling from the glass in the patio was very friendly and moving.

Qingqing skillfully added firewood to the bonfire and used a piece of firewood to pull out the ashes to make the fire burn more vigorously.

Ning Heng looked at Qin Chuan, with a hint of uncertainty, and asked, "Brother Qin, is it you?" ”

Qin Chuan made a boo gesture and whispered softly: "It's coming." ”

With the disappearance of the last ghost, there was no Buddhist scripture to be recited again, and there was the crackling sound of firewood burning in the bonfire in the main hall, but everyone still listened attentively to Qin Chuan's soft whisper.

"It's coming?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the gate, and the fear that had just been subdued poured out like a tidal wave.

A fierce tiger appeared at the door of the Buddha hall, and the ridiculous and terrifying thing was that it was wearing a brocade robe.

But when the tiger put on his robe, he did not have the appearance of a monk, but looked more and more terrifying.

The tiger's eyes swept over the people in the hall, and no one dared to look at them.

In the end, his eyes fell on Qin Chuan.

"You did it?"

The tiger has refined the transverse bones and can speak with his mouth.

It's kind of a way.

What's more, as a tiger, his talent is far from being comparable to ordinary demons.

"Although the Buddhist temple is in the mountains, it is also a human building, and in the final analysis, it is still the territory of human beings.

The tiger's eyes widened, and he saw a primordial spirit phantom coming out of Qin Chuan's body, levitating in front of it, an invisible force that it could not resist.

In its sea of consciousness, a black sky demon god appeared, and the aura of the demon king who oppressed everything was simply not to be offended.

Even if it is the king of the mountains and forests, when it sees this black sky demon god, it has to bow down.

The tiger is like being suppressed by a nightmare.

This is the idea of the Black Heaven Demon God of Buddhism, and it is the first-class protector of Esoteric Buddhism, subduing demons and suppressing ghosts, and exorcising demons.

Qin Chuan used the power of the Yuan Shen, even if the monks who practiced this method in Qingliang Temple performed this method, it was nothing more than that.

If it is carried out by the original Yuanye, it is far from it.

The tiger in his robe suddenly knelt on the ground and recited a Buddha's name from his mouth.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

As soon as the Buddha horn sounded, the demonic aura on its body was lightened.

"Qingqing, put the gourd in front of it."

Qingqing took the green gourd and put it in front of the tiger.

The fierce tiger's body was accompanied by a sound of Buddha horns, and as the demonic qi dissipated, it poured into the gourd. In the end, the tiger withered, and finally could not support it, and fell to the ground, and the minions gave birth to a trace of strength.

"Let's go."

Qin Chuan's words fell softly.

The Tiger suddenly vanished.

Qin Chuan hugged Ying Ning, the little green donkey next to him got up and followed, Qingqing picked up the green gourd and followed behind. Before arriving at the gate, he turned around and glanced at Ning Heng deeply,

"Brother Ning, goodbye."

"Eh, Brother Qin, goodbye." Ning Heng subconsciously replied, and then wanted to catch up and talk to Qin Chuan, but found that his legs were numb, and he couldn't use his strength, and when he struggled to get up and went to the door, the figures of Qin Chuan and his party had already gone far in the moonlight.

Right now, he was no longer sure if Qin Chuan was the first genius in Lingzhou, Qin Chuan.

Is the young man we met just now a human being, an immortal, a Buddha, or a god?

In any case, this encounter is firmly engraved in the hearts of everyone in the Buddha hall. It's too bizarre, too terrifying, and the ending is too incredible.

Where did the tiger demon who cultivated to perfection end up?

This is a deep doubt in the hearts of everyone.

"Those ghosts and tiger demons just now are reciting Buddhist scriptures, could it be that Qin Gongzi is the Buddha's incarnation in the world?"

"It's not like it, it's a bit fairy." Li Tie said, quite envious of Qin Chuan's attitude of drifting away just now, like a master of the romance of the script.

"Hmph, it's not that there are no Confucianists in my Confucianism who are proficient in Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism." Ning Heng said.

When everyone saw that he was close to Qin Chuan just now, they were afraid in their hearts, but they didn't refute it.

What's more, the scholar is indeed a higher level.

When it was dawn, the crowd hurried away.

As for the tiger demon that caused trouble in the mountains and forests, it had been eliminated, and this matter began to spread as these people left the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one believes the story they tell.

The ghost recites the Sutra of the Past Life, and the Tiger Demon speaks loudly to the Buddha?

It's not so outrageous to make up stories.

However, after Ning Heng went back, he did not talk about it.

Scholars worship ghosts and gods and stay away.

He didn't want to put a veil of gods and monsters on Qin Chuan.

It's hard to say whether it's Qinchuan of Lingzhou Mansion or not.

He asked someone to go to the Lingzhou Mansion next door to inquire about Qin Chuan's appearance, and when he came back, he found that it was really a good match. Then Qin Chuan should be a master of cultivation.

Ning Heng could only make such an explanation.

It's a pity that if it weren't for the tiger demon and the ghost, they would still be able to go all the way.

Qin Chuan left abruptly, and he didn't want the two to get along anymore, it was very embarrassing.

…

…

After entering Huaning Mansion, Qin Chuan first went to Nanke Town, and then further, it was the boundary of Jinhua County, Huaning Prefecture. On the road, a scholar rode a horse, followed by two scholars.

"Brother Qin?"

The scholar saw Qin Chuan.

"Huang Meng." Qin Chuan was a little surprised, he was thinking about it on the road, he didn't care about the people around him, and indulged in the mountains and rivers.

It wasn't until Huang Meng called out his name that he came back to his senses.

He put away his surprise and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, it is really a place in life where we don't meet." ”

Although there are some holidays with Huang Meng, there is no real conflict.

What's more, Huang Meng also went to the government to report the news before.

When people are in other places and meet fellow villagers, even if they have any grievances, they will be temporarily abandoned.

Huang Meng was quite happy when he saw Qin Chuan, he was still convinced of Qin Chuan, and he recognized the title of the first genius in Lingzhou.

"Where don't we meet in life, good sentence. Brother Qin is still a consistent talent, and his exports are chapters. ”

After Huang Meng heard this, he got off the horse and approached Qin Chuan, and couldn't help but praise.

He couldn't help but pantothenic acid in his heart, how could he compare with this person.

Huang Meng has been studying hard in the past few months, and it can be said that his head is hanging over the beam, and the degree of thorns and thorns is high.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to Huaning Mansion, he met Qin Chuan, an opponent he had been thinking about.

Before he could show his recent progress, a sentence about not meeting in life made those careful thoughts in his heart suddenly extinguished.

This man is getting more and more amazing, and the exit is a chapter.

Just a sentence of not meeting in life will not make him depressed, and what is frustrated is that Qin Chuan is out of his mouth. It can be seen that the rhetoric of the article has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

If Huang Meng had read martial arts, in the words inside, Qin Chuan's every move he raised his hand and foot were all exquisite sword moves, and in the face of such a character, what could he use to contend with.

Qin Chuan smiled, "It's just nonsense, Brother Huang is out to study?" ”

Huang Meng nodded, "The world is not peaceful, and there are two scholars who know martial arts at home. Is this Brother Qin's scholar? How to call it? What is the little girl? ”

"This is Qingqing, her throat is not very comfortable, it is inconvenient to greet her. This is the house-sister Ying Ning. ”

Ying Ning smiled at Huang Meng.

Huang Mengmeng saw that she was innocent and smiling, and his heart was quite happy.

Speaking of which, he didn't like children in the past, but when he saw Ying Ning, he treated him differently. Among them, it is not because of Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was the target he was chasing, and there was a veil of mystery that could not be explained, and he was also curious about the people around Qin Chuan.

Huang Meng untied a piece of jade pendant, "When we met for the first time, I didn't prepare a special gift. This piece of jade jue has the effect of raising people, so it was given to Miss Yingning. ”

Ying Ning didn't answer, and looked at Qin Chuan.

"Uncle Huang will give it to you, you can take it."

Huang Meng's smile stopped, he was only eighteen this year.

"Thank you, uncle."

Huang Meng laughed awkwardly, comforting himself in his heart, so I am a generation older than you. He thought that it was a lot more comfortable, after all, it seemed that he had defeated Qin Chuan somewhere.

Qin Chuan didn't care about this, anyway, if he really talked about seniority like this, Huang Meng's dead ghost ancestors would definitely not be able to bear it.

The gods of the land can't stand to worship him.

And Qin Chuan is used to talking about his own thing.

Huang Meng said again: "Nanke Town in front is a business and travel artery, and it is prosperous. There is a Changle restaurant in it, which produces a kind of fairy mash wine, which has always been famous. I invited Brother Qin to drink, I wonder if Brother Qin can appreciate his face? ”

"Then thank you Brother Huang for your kindness."

Huang Meng asked the scholar to lead the horse and walk side by side with Qin Chuan.

He took the opportunity to talk to Qin Chuan about the article on the way, intending to show his recent progress, but no matter what knowledge he talked about, Qin Chuan could easily follow it and effortlessly.

Some of these questions, he hadn't understood yet, Qin Chuan made a few words of understatement, and he saw the fog.

Huang Meng's heart was half uncomfortable, half admired: "His articles and poems are not all talent. I wonder who taught him this knowledge? ”

"What if I had a teacher like that?"

"Hey, even if there is, it's probably not as good as it gets."

There is no shortage of famous teachers in his life, and everyone praises him, thinking that he is a rare reading seed in ten years.

But since he met Qin Chuan, he has been frustrated everywhere.

If it had been changed to the children of other big families, he would have used ruthless means to teach Qin Chuan a lesson. Huang Meng thinks very highly of himself, wouldn't doing that mean that he completely admits defeat.

But now there is really no way to defeat Qin Chuan.

Fortunately, he has been hit many times, and he will not be discouraged, but more and more frustrated.

What my uncle said was that repeated defeats and repeated defeats were different after all.

Soon the group came to Changle Restaurant, which has a business of operating a store, and there is a small courtyard behind the restaurant.

Maybe they came early, and they didn't see much business.

It's just that it can support such a large restaurant, and it is in a small business lane, so the business is definitely not bad. Maybe it's not time.

Huang Meng was slightly surprised, and thought so.

They came in, and the junior who ran the hall came up to greet them, "Two sons, please inside." ”

Huang Meng and Qin Chuan are both dressed up in shows, and they are extraordinary.

Especially Huang Meng, the fabric of the clothes on his body surprised the well-informed Xiao Er.

Huang Meng said: "Open the largest private room, first serve a pot of your signature fairy mash wine, and serve your best meals, remember, I want fresh dishes, if the taste is not right, I will immediately smash your signboard." ”

Xiao Er's face was bitter, "Childe, if you want anything else, it's okay to say, it's just this signature fairy mash wine, our restaurant really can't entertain it now." ”

Huang Meng: "Is there no original pulp?" ”

At this time, the shopkeeper of the restaurant came over and sighed: "This son, you have just come from other places. I'm really sorry, something happened to our restaurant, and now don't talk about the puree, it's the wine foam of the fairy mash wine, and we can't take it out. ”

Then the shopkeeper opened his mouth to explain the reason.

Changle Restaurant is a famous restaurant in Huaning Mansion, known as a unique restaurant in Huaning. Five years ago, a Taoist priest came to the restaurant to drink, and the shopkeeper saw that he had an extraordinary demeanor and had the heart to make friends, so he was exempted from drinking money.

In the following six months, the Taoist priest came over often.

The shopkeeper invited him back and bought him side dishes with wine.

Finally, the shopkeeper's wife couldn't stand it, and said to the Taoist priest: "This Taoist master, you calculate how much wine you have drunk in the past six months, and don't give a penny, if every guest is like you, then we can't do business." ”

The shopkeeper was told many times by his wife because of this incident, and there was even some disharmony in the family.

After hearing this, the Taoist priest smiled slightly, "It turns out that you are asking for wine money, so you should have said it earlier." ”

Immediately, he took out a piece of talisman paper and said to the shopkeeper, "Please bring a bowl of hot water." ”

The shopkeeper did as he was told.

So the Taoist priest lit the talisman paper, sprinkled the ashes into the hot water in the bowl, and then walked to the backyard of the restaurant and sprinkled a bowl of talisman water into the well in the courtyard.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper's wife asked him what he wanted to do.

The Taoist priest smiled, asked them to draw a bucket of well water, and then let them taste it.

Immediately, the shopkeeper's wife thanked the Taoist priest for her kindness.

It turned out that the rune water was sprinkled into it, and the well water turned into wine, which tasted absolutely beautiful, and it was better than the original fairy mash wine puree.

And the water source of the well is endless, which is equivalent to an extra hen that lays golden eggs in the restaurant.

The shopkeeper's wife was overjoyed and thanked the Taoist priest for her kindness.

The Taoist priest smiled but did not say a word, and then drifted away.

With a sakai that produces fine wine, Changle Restaurant's business has become more and more prosperous. But a few days ago, Taoist priest You Fang came to the restaurant again.

When the shopkeeper's wife saw it, she hurriedly stepped forward to say hello with a smile on her face.

The Taoist priest also smiled and asked her, "How is the wine in the well?" ”

The shopkeeper's wife naturally said a lot of good things, but at the end, she said the wrong thing,

"It's good, it's just that in the past, the sake lees could be fed to the pigs, but now there is only wine."

When the Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, then walked to the well, recited the incantation, and left. After that day, no more wine came out of the well.

Because of the existence of sakai in Changle Restaurant, the wine cellar at home has long been abandoned.

It was a wine cellar that had been raised for hundreds of years, and once it was abandoned, it would take several generations to raise such a wine cellar.

Freshly brewed sake is not to mention untimely, and even if it is brewed, it cannot be compared with before. Moreover, the guests have tasted the original sake, and even if the Changle Restaurant buys the sake from another store and sells it, it cannot be compared with the original Sakai sake.

As a result, business is visibly deserted.

This matter has long been spread, and it is said that the shopkeeper's wife is insatiable and angers the immortal, and the shopkeeper does not dare to hide it from outsiders.

Otherwise, the reputation of the restaurant will be completely ruined.

The shopkeeper's wife offended the Taoist priest because she said the wrong thing, and her family lost her livelihood, so she fell ill that night, was bedridden, and didn't think about tea and dinner.

I'm getting thinner and thinner day by day.

The shopkeeper was also worried about this, and he had to find a doctor to treat his wife.

After listening to this, Qin Chuan asked, "Shopkeeper, do you blame that Taoist priest in your heart?" ”

Shopkeeper: "I originally planned to invite the Taoist chief to drink, and Sakai has been producing alcohol for several years, far more than the wine money in those six months." To be honest, I am very grateful to him. In the past few years of business, the villain still saved some capital, and he was able to get through it, but my family couldn't afford to be sick, and I really didn't know what to do. The medicine prescribed by the doctor didn't work even after taking it. ”

Qin Chuan then said: "Shopkeeper, we are all hungry, let's serve the food first, and then make a pot of tea." ”

"Okay."

Everyone entered the private room.

Huang Meng: "Brother Qin, what do you think about this matter?" ”

(End of chapter)