The stars are like water, and the white snow-capped mountains stand proudly on the distant skyline, the snow is blue, and it has a sense of holiness and coldness.

Zhuo Tso rode on a donkey and went with Jiang You to the temple where his uncle sat in the mouth of the master.

For some reason, after Zhuo Cuo walked with Jiang You, he felt that the dark night that had made him chill before began to soften.

The peaceful, calm temperament that Jiang You naturally exuded from his body gave Zhuo Cuo a strong sense of security, as if with this person, no matter how powerful the devil was, he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Zhuo Cuo rode on the back of the donkey, Jiang You walked beside him, if Zhuo Cuo could not see the scenery of the rapid retreat on both sides, he thought that the donkey was pacing slowly, there was no cold wind blowing on the face, there was no bumps up and down, and the riding experience was excellent.

Jiang You's feet are full of light, and with one step, he can cross a distance of dozens of meters, and the speed of the donkey is the same as that of the donkey, chatting with Zhuo Cuo next to him.

After learning that Zhuo Cuo had not entered the water and rice for a long time, Jiang You took out the demon beast meat and spirit wine from the space ring.

"With your small body, just drink a small sip of wine and eat meat."

Zhuo Cuo saw that Jiang You had conjured wine and meat out of thin air, and thought to himself, and said that you are not an immortal, Buddha, otherwise where did these things come from?

Zhuo Cuo took over the fist-sized demon beast meat, and now he has been living as a herdsman for a long time and is indeed hungry, so he doesn't care about raw meat, and he will devour it.

As soon as the raw meat is eaten, it is not as fishy as I thought, but there is a faint fragrance of grass and trees, that is, this meat is extremely tough, and I have to chew it for a long time before I can swallow it.

After swallowing the meat, Zhuo Cuo felt that his stomach began to burn, and then his body went from warm to hot, like a sauna, and soon white gas emanated from his pores.

If other people saw Zhuo Cuo's appearance, they would definitely squat and beat their chests, scold the shaft for wasting good things, and the essence in the flesh and blood would escape.

Zhuo Cuo originally heard Jiang You say that he was small and the amount of food was small, so he was so unconvinced, his appetite was even his own father had to scold the existence of a rice bucket, and this small piece of meat was just a cushion for his stomach.

Who knows, after eating this small piece of meat, it turns out that the stomach that is always unfilled, suddenly feels supported.

Jiang You looked at Zhuo Cuo's appearance, poured a few sips of wine into his mouth with a smile, and then handed him the gourd, "A small sip, drink too much, get drunk to death!" ”

Zhuo Cuo now knew that what Jiang You had given him was extraordinary, so he took the wine gourd and took a sip in strict accordance with Jiang You's instructions.

This wine obviously has a fruity aroma, but the entrance is really strong, Zhuo Cuo grinned and returned the gourd to Jiang You, Jiang You laughed when he saw it, and after that, he poured a few more sips into his mouth, making Zhuo Cuo feel that the gourd was in Jiang You's hands, and it turned into water.

Zhuo Cuo originally wanted to thank Jiang You, save his life, and give himself food. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a surge of heat rushing up, and before he could say anything, he gave a fruity wine burp, and then under his drunken eyes, he saw that his wine burp was still colorful. Then the wine rushed to the top of his head, and as soon as his eyes were black, he fell on the back of the donkey and fell asleep.

Jiang You looked at Zhuo Cuo who was sleeping drunk on the back of a donkey, his gaze penetrated directly through his flesh and blood, and saw that the wine and meat that had just been eaten in his body turned into essence at a speed three or four times faster than that of ordinary people, and then nourished Zhuo Cuo's body.

"This kid has a top-notch martial arts talent!"

When Jiang You saw Zhuo Cuo for the first time, he sensed that this young Tibetan man, his qi and blood strength was about twice as abundant as that of ordinary people, and his bones and muscles were extremely strong, no wonder he was the only one who could persist until now from that strange pursuit.

Immediately, he gave him demon beast meat and spirit wine, and touched his bottom line, and sure enough, he was a natural martial arts embryo.

When Zhuo Cuo woke up, he felt that his whole body was warm and full of energy, he clenched his fists, and felt that he had inexhaustible strength, and as he got up from the donkey's back, his whole body immediately roared like a popping bean.

Then he found that the donkey had been grazing in a small wood, and it was dark and it was dusk, and it seemed that he had slept for a long time, and the fairy man had disappeared again.

The donkey found him awake and shook his body, as if to signal him to come down.

Zhuo Cuo knew that this donkey was a holy donkey that could repel the devil alone and was the same as the legendary holy beast Tibetan mastiff, so he did not dare to go against its ideas, so he hurried down and bowed to the donkey for a while.

"Zhuo Cuo, thank you Holy Beast for carrying me all the way!"

When Zhuo Cuo raised his head, the donkey in front of him also disappeared out of thin air, Zhuo Cuo thought to himself, "Is this the end of my relationship with the immortals?" ”

Suddenly there was a feeling of loss in his heart, and after a long time, when he had collected his mood and wondered where he was now, he found that there was a dirt road in the forest spreading forward.

He walked all the way out of the woods along the dirt road, and saw a golden snow-capped mountain reflected in the sun appear in front of him, and a group of buildings sat halfway up the snow-capped mountain.

It was a small temple of several bungalows, each with a black prayer curtain on top of the walls of each red-painted bungalow.

There are golden words twisted like earthworms on the prayer curtains, which are quite mysterious under the reflection of the sunset on the horizon.

The wind and clouds in the distant sky are changing, the clouds are rolling, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains are uncertain in front of them, except for the snow-capped mountains where the temple is located, which has been bathed in the sunset, which looks sacred and ethereal!

The bright red sunset shone on Zhuo Cuo's face, and Zhuo Cuo stared blankly at the magnificent beauty of the sunlit golden mountain in front of him, which he rarely saw as a herdsman in the snow area.

"This is the temple that the master said he wanted me to go to?"

Zhuo Cuo took out the token to descend the demon pestle, and held it tightly in his hand, after such a tragic experience, he is now extremely eager to get the power to deal with those devils, but unfortunately his fate with the immortals is too shallow, he failed to apprentice, and now he can only rely on the token given by the master to worship in this temple.

It's good to have the skills of a guru!

From the bottom of the mountain to the gate of the temple, it looked quite close, but by the time Zhuo Cuo arrived, it was already dark.

Standing at the threshold of the small temple, Zhuo Tso first knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time, and then he shouted that he had come with a token of the guru, and it was only then that he realized that the guru who had taken care of him all the way did not even know his name.

After shouting and still not responding, Zhuo Cuo pushed the wooden door, and found that the door was not locked at all, and with a squeak pushed open a crack, he stretched out his head to look in, and saw that under the dim sky, several rooms behind the door were hung with thick black felt cloth in front of the door.

That thick cloth insulates the cold wind from the outside world and also cuts off the transmission of light.

So that Zhuo Tso couldn't see the scene inside the house at all.

He hesitated, walked in, and continued to ask the owner of the place in the courtyard, and there was silence for Zhuo Cuo to feel if the monks had left, and he lifted the felt cloth in front of the door of the first room on his left hand and walked in.

Inside the house, the light is dim.

There was a thick dark red blanket on the floor.

A soybean oil lamp on the table illuminated the middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged on a futon next to him.

He wore a dark red monk's robe, green hair grew on his head, his face was expressionless in the folds of vicissitudes, and his eyes were dull and staring at Zhuo Cuo.

Zhuo Cuo was taken aback by this somewhat strange monk in his heart, and thought, "What's the matter with this person, he has been shouting outside for so long, and he is obviously in the house, and he doesn't respond." ”

But he was still extremely respectful, and showed the demon slaying pestle in his hand to the monk, and told the monk again how he had met the devil, how he had met the guru, and what the guru had said to himself.

After listening to this, the middle-aged monk still had no expression on his face, making Zhuo Tso feel that he was speaking towards a stone.

After waiting for a long time, the monk finally moved, and he opened his mouth blankly, making a rough sound like a steel knife rubbing against a stone.

"You haven't been drilled into the stomach by the Heart-Eater Devil and eaten the heart, I can't do it by my unsuccessful nephew alone, is there any other adventure on the road?"

Zhuo Cuo didn't expect that the middle-aged monk didn't react to the death of his master and nephew, and the first thing he said was to ask himself if he had any adventures.

Zhuo Cuo didn't know why, and subconsciously concealed his experience of meeting Jiang You. I knew that I had just listened to my guru, and I had been running for a day and a night, and I had come here.

"No way, it's not that simple." The middle-aged monk's eyes were sharp, staring at Zhuo Cuo, trying to see the clue from Zhuo Cuo's face.

Suddenly, Zhuo Tso felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the monk had come to him at some point, and his hand as thin as an eagle's claw was clutched at the place of his collarbone.

"I see, it's so good to be so angry and bloody, it's really good, not bad!"

Then Drocso felt his grip on his collarbone loosen, and the monk sat cross-legged in front of him again, but this time his eyes were no longer as cold as before, and there was a little eagerness.

"You said that my junior brother asked you to come to this temple to seek refuge, and now that you are in the temple, do you have any plans for the next step?"

When Zhuo Cuo heard this monk say this, he was originally going to apprentice, but after entering the door, the feeling that this monk gave him was diametrically opposed to the gods he had encountered, and it was a comfortable and reassuring feeling to be with Jiang You, and as soon as he entered the monk's room, he felt uncomfortable, especially the eyes of the monk after pinching his shoulder, as if he was not looking at a person, but more like looking at a treasure.

So he temporarily changed his words, "I want to avoid the devil behind me in the temple, and if the guru is inconvenient, then I will leave!" ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Cuo walked towards the door, and who knows, the monk suddenly appeared in front of his door and blocked the door.

"Entrusted by my nephew, I am naturally an uncle to shelter, a good body, you will definitely be caught up by the heart-eating devil when you go out, eat your heart, instead of living in my room for nothing, if the heart-eating devil dares to find it, I will kill it!"

Zhuo Cuo listened to the monk's words and turned around, and then looked at the monk's appearance of not letting him go, his heart suddenly trembled, and a thought came to him, but he is now a person who has experienced things, although his heart trembled, his face showed a happy expression.

"That's great, that's right, this demon pestle, the master said I was going to return it to you!"

"It's just a light-opening magic weapon, you can keep it."

"This is not good, the master saved my life, I can't help but listen to his words, and please accept it!"

"Okay, bring it!"

Seeing that Zhuo Cuo insisted, the monk didn't want to say more, so Zhuo Cuo raised his hand and when he handed down the magic pestle, he slammed his arm and inserted the demon pestle into the monk's chest.

Zhuo Tso's trick had failed twice in a row, but this time, God was pitiful, and he finally succeeded in inserting it into the monk's chest.

After the demon pestle was inserted, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and the monk didn't expect Zhuo Cuo to suddenly act like this, and the eager expression that he had forcibly pretended to be suddenly cold.

"Trouble!"

As he spoke, the oil lamp in the room suddenly turned a miserable green, and the green light covered the entire room.

In the miserable green light, the monk suddenly 'cracked'!

A crack suddenly burst open on the top of his' head, and with a tooth-aching sound of tearing bones and flesh, a dry head came out of the crack.

The dark eyes danced with a faint green firelight, and the dry lips sounded like death: "Instead of letting the heart-eater eat it, let me eat your heart!" ”

A dry corpse devil completely came out of the monk's skin, and Zhuo Tso's hair stood on end, but at this moment he couldn't move!

Seeing that the dried corpse was trembling, he gradually broke free from the monk's skin, walked to his side, and tore his clothes.

A sharp black nail came out of his dry finger and was about to pierce his heart.

At this moment, the demon slaying pestle that fell to the ground suddenly trembled, and then the red belt that was entwined automatically flew to the back of the dried corpse without wind, and stuck to it at once.

Immediately, Zhuo Cuo heard a voice, "Hum Mani Bei Mei boom!" ”

The voice was very familiar, it was the voice of the deceased Guru, and it was the same six-character mantra that I had recited!

The voice reached Zhuo Cuo's ears, and he found that he could finally move, but the dry corpse in front of him no longer moved.

Zhuo Cuo took this opportunity and rushed towards the door with one arrow step, but just when he arrived at the door, the red ribbon attached to the back of the dry corpse instantly spontaneously combusted, and the dry corpse rushed towards Zhuo Cuo with a turn.

Zhuo Tso threw himself forward, rushed out of the house, and fell to the ground outside, but the dry corpse did not follow, but a golden light appeared in the house, and then a tremor was heard.

Frightened, Zhuo Cuo fell backwards again and again.

At this moment, the wooden door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a long-faced monk with firewood on his back appeared, glanced at Zhuo Cuo on the ground with a solemn expression, and then walked quickly to the front of the house, recited a spell in his mouth, and then his palm emitted a golden light, and slapped on the wall, after a long time, the house returned to normal, and there was no more movement from inside.

"Who are you, how did you trespass!"

Zhuo Cuo looked at the long-faced monk with an angry face standing in front of him, but laughed, this is a normal person!

He quickly stood up and told him why he was here.

"What, Kang Zhushi's nephew is dead?"

Only then did Zhuo Cuo know that this person was the master's uncle!

With a sad face, the long-faced monk turned around and sat cross-legged towards the place where Guru Kangzhu died, reciting the scriptures.

At the same time, Chotso knelt down and kowtowed to the front, thanking Guru Kangzhu for saving his life.

After chanting the sutra, the long-faced monk stood up and said to Zhuo Cuo: "Before Kangzhu died, he saved your life and accumulated merit, believing that he went to the Buddha country!" ”

Then he asked how Zhuo Tso escaped from the house, and he told him all about it, and the long-faced monk frowned and nodded, and then asked him to follow him into the middle room.

Zhuo Tso was still apprehensive about the house, but he followed in.

After the two of them were seated, the long-faced monk explained to him the situation of the place.

This is the Monastery, far away from the crowds, and the monks who practice here are all ascetics, closed to the world, and there are only three of them, but the other two have problems with their practice, and when they are sane and conscious, they trap themselves in their rooms.

He agreed with him that within a month, if they could get out of the room on their own, everything would be fine, and if they couldn't get out for a month, they would let him lock the door and leave the place.

Only then did Zhuo Tso know why, and when he asked how long it had been, the long-faced monk smiled and said that it had been three months.

I was worried that after leaving, someone would enter by mistake, and after releasing his two senior brothers, it would be better to keep this place for the sake of disaster in the world.

Zhuo Tso was moved by this person's good deeds of being willing to paint the ground as a prison, that is, such a person, there will be a teacher and nephew like Master Kangzhu!

After the conversation, it was late at night, and the long-faced monk made his bed for Zhuo Cuo in his room, so that he could spend the night here, and tomorrow he escorted Zhuo Cuo to his place.

Zhuo Cuo had already slept beautifully before, so now he was lying on the bed, listening to the whistling wind outside the door, and it would be difficult to sleep for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but when he finally had a sense of sleep, he was suddenly awakened by the movement on the bed.

I felt that the long-faced monk who was sleeping opposite him suddenly sat up and did not move for a long time, and when Zhuo Cuo was about to ask, suddenly the long-faced monk stepped out of bed and stood beside his bed.

Zhuo Cuo felt that something was wrong, did not dare to make a sound, pretended to be asleep, and noticed that there had been no movement for a long time, so he secretly opened his eyes a slit.

When he saw the moonlight appear in front of him with a hideous face, he was so frightened that he almost screamed.

The long-faced monk's face was sometimes hideous, sometimes peaceful, as if there was a force fighting with each other within him.

After a while, the long-faced monk turned and went out.

Zhuo Cuo listened to the footsteps far away, and sat up suddenly, this long-faced monk is not right, is it the same as the other two, there is a problem, but now he is still in a state of semi-madness?

The other two noticed their problem and sealed themselves in the room, but the long-faced monk was completely ignorant of his situation, and he was still conscious during the day, but in the middle of the night, something went wrong!

Zhuo Cuo hurriedly got out of bed and went out, hurry up, this place is simply a magic temple now!

Except for himself, there is no normal person left!

He walked out of the door and walked towards it, and then he saw the long-faced monk standing in the doorway of a house, constantly scratching at the wall with his hand, right in the way of the door.

Zhuo Tso was too frightened to move, and after waiting for a while, he found that he didn't take care of himself, so he thought about climbing over the wall from elsewhere.

Just when he walked to the root of a wall and was about to climb over the wall, he suddenly saw a shadow appear behind him under the moonlight!

"Donor, what are you doing late at night?"

The voice of the long-faced monk suddenly emerged.

Zhuo Tso turned around in fright and looked at the long-faced monk with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Are you awake?" Thinking to himself, Zhuo Tso asked tentatively, "Master, why do you come out late at night?" ”

"Me? I came out to check it out because I heard something going on in the hospital! ”

"What? Didn't he know? ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the long-faced monk was now awake, Zhuo Tso said directly to him: "Master, I saw you suddenly get up at night, walk to the gate, stand still, and think about climbing over the wall to get out in a panic, don't you remember your actions?" ”

"What?"

The long-faced monk's face was shocked, it seemed that it was indeed the same as Zhuo Cuo guessed, this long-faced monk's cultivation also had a problem, but because he had lived alone for a long time and had no reminders from others, he didn't know it all the time!

The long-faced monk was also aware of his situation at this time, "Donor, you can't stay here for a long time, you leave quickly!" ”

As he spoke, the long-faced monk walked briskly towards his house, and as soon as he entered, he closed the door, and then a voice came out, "Follow here all the way to the east, go quickly!" ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Tso shouted, "Master, then you"

"Don't worry about me, I will be like my two senior brothers, and I will seal myself in the house tomorrow."

Zhuo Tso felt uncomfortable, why did the Guru turn himself into a devil when something went wrong with his practice? But he knew there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to leave quickly.

That's when the situation changed dramatically!

The prayer curtains hanging on the four walls of the small temple were windless and automatic, and large clumps of hair-like black gas hung down from the mantles, covering the red paint on the walls.

At the same time, a dry laugh came from the only house he had never entered, "Where did the little thing come from, dare to destroy my good deeds, but it's too late!" ”

Suddenly, the door to the room opened.

An old monk with his skin torn open and glowing black appeared at the door.

He rolled his dark eyes, and his mouth came out of a dry and crazy voice: "Senior brother, I have realized the supreme Dharma, come out and I will teach it to you!" ”

At this moment, the black qi suddenly skyrocketed, engulfing the entire temple with black hair.

The long-faced monk slammed down the door, and a pair of big hands with golden light hit the old monk, "Senior brother, go back quickly!" ”

A cloud of black gas rushed out and collided with the long-faced monk's golden handprint, causing it to retreat.

He turned his head to Zhuo Cuo and said, "You go quickly, I'll stop it!" ”

"Hahaha, from the blood food to the mouth, how can you let it go so easily, junior brother, you still haven't realized it!"

As he spoke, a stream of black hair slapped at another house, breaking its walls and revealing a dark shadow in the scattered dust and smoke.

It was the dried corpse that was going to eat Zhuo Cuo before.

After the dry corpse came out, he smiled at the old monk and said: "It's still the senior brother who is so powerful that he can secretly influence our junior brother, didn't the junior brother say that you will leave in a month?" Since you don't want to go, let's stay forever! ”

"One for each person, just enough points!"

The old monk smiled and opened his mouth, spit out hair-like black gas, kept twisting, turned into black spears, and pierced Zhuo Cuo and the long-faced monk all over the world.

The next moment, the figure of the dry corpse flickered, and it stood in front of Zhuo Cuo, and his dry palms pinched Zhuo Cuo's neck - Zhuo Cuo's body was fixed again, and he could only watch as the pair of rancid palms approached his neck!

At this time, I saw the long-faced monks with golden light all over their bodies, and the prayer flags that were constantly blown by the wind in the temple also suddenly burst out of golden light, and I saw the golden fire rising from the temple!

The spear of hair piercing the two of them suddenly recoiled at this moment, and the dried corpse that was pinching Zhuo Cuo's neck was burned by the golden flames, and he retreated with a scream.

The long-faced monk shouted to Zhuo Tso, "It's now, go!" ”

The golden light on his body ignited the flame of Buddha light in the temple, which he was worried about when the two senior brothers broke the ban and arranged it, but he didn't expect it to really be used.

Zhuo Tso saw that the long-faced monk's body began to burn, and the golden flame that could force those two devils back was burned with his body as fuel!

"Guru!"

"Hurry up, I won't be able to hold on for long!"

"Where to go!"

The two devils who had just been caught off guard and were forced to retreat rushed up at this time, the old man's black hair rose up, and all the prayer flags were crushed, and the dry corpse opened its mouth and blew out a gust of cold wind, which actually blew out the flames burning on the long-faced monk directly.

"Senior brother, you haven't comprehended the true meaning of the Dharma, and your skills still haven't grown!"

The two of them were about to rush over with a smirk.

Just when Zhuo Tso thought that he would definitely die this time, suddenly a donkey's bark sounded in his ears.

Immediately, I heard Jiang You's voice, "Is it so easy to give birth to demons here?" “

Jiang You had been watching from the air before, and the reason why Zhuo Cuo was allowed to go in alone was to see the details of the inheritance of this Tibetan land, but he didn't expect to let him see two monks who were like him.

There is also a half-demon monk who has been impregnated with demonic energy for a long time.

It's just that these two people looked like they were talking, and their minds were not affected at all, it should be that the evil in their hearts completely swallowed up the good, and the change of heart was not the same as the disappearance of their own complete consciousness.

As Jiang You's voice appeared, a huge dragon groan was heard, as if a huge dragon was flying in the air, and then, not only Zhuo Cuo, but even the long-faced monk felt trembling all over, and he couldn't stand at all, so he knelt directly on the ground, supporting the ground with both hands, and barely able to hold on.

Then there was a loud noise, which almost shook the eardrums, and the strong wind blew his face like a knife, and his eyes could not be opened at all.

After a long time, Long Wei dispersed, and the long-faced monk relieved himself this time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was still a trace of the Nige Temple in front of him, and the entire mountainside was razed to the ground, except for the floor tiles under his knees and Zhuo Cuo, there was no trace in the world.

Just as he was about to stand up, another rumbling voice came from above, "Oh no, it's an avalanche!" ”

Jiang You saw that under his punch, he actually caused an avalanche, and his heart was too strong.

He originally looked at the means of Tibetan Buddhism, and planned to make a last-minute move to save the two, who knows, this long-faced monk came up is a trick to die together, and those two are still in the devil, and he knows in his heart that the situation of his own demon is that the strength has skyrocketed several times, but why haven't these two improved much, and they can't catch it with a punch?

Jiang You watched the avalanche rolling in, dodged one by one, picked up the two of them one by one, and flew towards the bottom of the mountain. (End of chapter)