Datang.

In the autumn of the second year of Zhenguan, on the outskirts of Chang'an.

There has been no rain for a long time, the harvest in the fields is almost gone, the people of Chang'an City are starving all over the place, the people are not able to make a living, demons are rampant in the countryside, and ghosts and cholera are in the world.

Chang'an City has withered, and in contrast, the large and small Taoist temples and temples everywhere are becoming more and more prosperous.

Nowadays, whether it is a merchant or a prince or a grandson, or a scholar and a literati, a man and a woman, they all hope to the gods, worship the gods of heaven and earth, and worship the dragon kings of the four seas, day by day, hoping to get the blessing of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and save the people of Chang'an from fire and water.

On the outskirts of Chang'an City, in a remote wing room of Daci Temple.

A drop of cold water fell on Jiang Liu's face, and Jiang Liu brushed it and opened his eyes.

Well?

Jiang Liu found himself lying on a straw couch made of straw, looking around, it was a dark cave, and there was nothing in the cave except cold and damp.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What the hell is this place?

Well? Could it be that I crossed over?

Hiss—————

Jiang Liu covered his head, countless memories poured into his mind like a tide, and the fragmented images quickly continued to weave in his mind.

My head hurts.

Well! I really crossed over.

Jiang Liu sat cross-legged on the bed with his chin propped up, his mood slightly complicated.

As a contemporary stinking young man, Jiang Liu often reads some novels that cross the stream on the website.

As a heavy second-year youth, Jiang Liu naturally had the fantasy of crossing the other world, but he never expected that he would really cross it when he woke up.

At this time, Jiang Liu was very depressed, and he traveled to a dynasty similar to the ancient Tang Dynasty.

However, this dynasty is different, a bit similar to the Tang Dynasty in the Journey to the West.

According to the memory of the original owner of this body, there are demons and monsters in this world, there are powerful monks, and even the underworld, but there is no Heavenly Buddha and no Sanqing Jade Emperor.

The cultivation system of this world is also quite strange, and there is no clear division of realms, but it is roughly divided into four realms: refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning voids, and refining voids and combining paths.

This is different from the Journey to the West world seen in the previous life.

And he, now Jiang Liu, is a lay disciple of Daci Temple.

Due to the long-term drought and no rain, the people of Chang'an are not able to make a living, and the outer suburbs are even more white bones in the wild, and there is no rooster crying for thousands of miles.

In the past few years, the incense of Daci Temple is still quite vigorous, and there are many people who donate rice and grain, although the fields in the temple have also been harvested in recent years, but fortunately, there are still a lot of stored grain supply in the temple.

Although they are often hungry, they are not to the point of starving to death, and the monks in the temple are still lucky.

But just a few days ago, the visit of a group of uninvited guests broke the remaining tranquility of this treasure temple.

That group of people is very vicious, they kill people without saying a word, and they killed dozens of monks who protect the temple in Daci Temple with only three people, and the Bodhisattvas who chant and worship every day did not appear.

On that day, the blood flowed in Daci Temple, and even the Buddha statues enshrined in the treasure hall were stained with blood.

After they defeated the only resistance of Daci Temple, these three people did not drive out the other monks, but gathered all the monks of the temple together to appease them.

Could it be that these three people were influenced by the high monks, put down the butcher's knife and became Buddhas on the spot?

Obviously not, after ruling out this most unlikely cause, then they must have ulterior motives.

Jiang Liu, on the other hand, took advantage of the chaos to hide in this cave located under the main hall.

Jiang Liu took a deep breath, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, the most important thing at the moment was to figure out what the situation was outside.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Liu stood up, but his steps were vain.

Grunt~

He was so hungry that his soul penetrated into this weak body, but fortunately, his consciousness was very clear at the moment.

Enduring the hunger in his belly, Jiang Liu relied on the memory in his mind to touch the road in the direction of the main hall.

I don't know how long he walked, until the road ahead became narrower and narrower, and he even needed to hunch over to move on.

Jiang Liu knew that the exit was not far ahead, and at this moment, he cheered up his spirit and tried not to make the slightest sound.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Jiang Liu came to the end of the road, and he first held his breath and listened with his ears up for a while, and then carefully removed the objects that stood in front of the road.

Call!

Jiang Liu exhaled the turbid air in his chest and breathed in the fresh air from the outside while constantly scanning his surroundings.

As in memory, the end of the Yongdao is actually behind the Buddha statue enshrined in the main hall, and it is precisely because of the cover of the Buddha statue that this Yongdao has not been discovered for the time being.

Judging by the sky, it should be evening, and there should be a while before the sun goes down.

So, Jiang Liu retracted back into the corridor, and until he figured out what was going on outside, Jiang Liu didn't plan to take the risk, he was going to take advantage of the night to go out.

In this way, after about an hour, Jiang Liu thought that the time should be almost up, and he once again moved away from the cover and crept out of the corridor without making a sound.

It was completely dark outside, and there were no candles in the hall.

However, Jiang Liu's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he turned over and got down from the Buddha's lotus seat, tiptoed, and moved quickly to the door, carefully poking out half of his head, and surveying the scene outside.

Nobody?

Grunt~

Jiang Liu's stomach is protesting again.

I can't care so much, I haven't heard of a traverser who was starved to death, how humiliating it is.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Liu followed the root of the wall, relying on the memory in his mind, and walked in the direction of the room.

Just after taking two steps, he found that someone tugged on his sleeve, Jiang Liu was so shocked that he almost screamed subconsciously, but fortunately, a big hand behind him quickly covered his mouth.

"Don't shout, are you Senior Brother Jiangliu? I'm Huikong. ”

The familiar voice in his ears calmed Jiang Liu's throbbing heart a little.

Seeing that Jiang Liu's mood was slightly calmer, Huikong lowered his voice and said, "Jiang Liu is you, don't be afraid, let go now, can you guarantee that there will be no sound?" ”

Jiang Liu's mind quickly turned, and soon he remembered who the owner of this big hand was, so he nodded vigorously.

Huikong slowly let go of the hand covering Jiang Liu's mouth and whispered, "Don't make a sound, you come with me." ”

Regardless of whether Jiang Liu heard it or not, he dragged Jiang Liu to a remote meditation room, and did not forget to gently close the door after entering the door.

After doing all this, Huikong breathed a sigh of relief.

[The early plot is a little boring, so I just skip to chapter 46 and start watching, which doesn't affect the perception!]

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