"There are such miracles in the world." Wang Hong couldn't help but sigh.

The merchants listened to it and were even more amazed.

Although they had heard of this kind of strange thing from the storyteller, and they often heard the old man tell about it, it was the first time they had seen it with their own eyes.

"You white-clothed ghost, drunk and beheaded people when you were alive, just to sweep away the injustices in the world, and you can be regarded as a clear stream. After death, there should be no distraction. But you can't be allowed to wander around and make people panic.

On this road, there are already rumors that white-clothed ghosts are infesting and harming people. If you are allowed to continue, few people will dare to take this prosperous trade route in the future, and it will inevitably alarm the government, and someone superior will come to collect you.

I'll give you a chance, would you like to come with me? I dare not say that you will enjoy the sacrifice, but not so that you will die of thirst and starvation.

As for the theory of reincarnation, it is too slim, and I don't know whether it is true or not, so I can't guarantee it to you. ”

Chen Wang said to the white-clothed ghost.

The white-clothed ghost was pressed by the copper coin at this time, as if he was pressed by a scorching mountain of gold and iron, and he was in pain.

Hearing that there was a chance to get out, he nodded again and again.

Chen Wang raised his hand and took the copper coin.

Then, he gently squeezed the bamboo cane in his hand to the ground and said, "Come in." ”

In front of the window of the master's bedroom, there is a small bamboo forest, I don't know which ancestor planted it, and I listen to the ancestors of the ancestors every year, and the spirit is extraordinary.

Before Chen Wang went down the mountain, his father broke off one of his hands, rubbed his fingers into a sword, cut off the branches, and made a bamboo cane to help Chen Wang walk.

Seeing this bamboo cane, Chen Wang would think of Master.

After he went down the mountain, the master was the only one left on the mountain, and he should sit by the window in a daze like he did on weekdays, right?

It's just that there is no longer that bright young man, who suddenly jumped out and shouted in her ear, and then laughed......

The white-clothed ghost did not hesitate, shook his body, and sank into the bamboo cane.

Bamboo is a hollow thing, which is just right for white-clothed ghosts to live in.

"I took the white-clothed ghost, this Zhao Kangning, I'll bother you." Chen looked at Wang Hongdao.

"It should be." Wang Hong immediately said, "I will escort him to Yuyang City, hand him over to the Yamen, and deal with him according to the law." ”

Hearing that he would be handed over to the yamen, Zhao Kangning knew that he could save his life, and while he breathed a sigh, he couldn't help but look bitter.

According to the law he committed, he entered the yamen, and he did not know what year or month he could come out again.

What's more, he lost the ghost in white, even if he came out, he would no longer be as chic as these days in the future, and when he thought of the future, he really couldn't see any hope.

As he spoke, the rain had stopped.

Several merchants gathered together and whispered something.

Chen Wang smiled faintly.

He hears superhuman and listens to it really.

These people want to thank him with some money, but they don't know how much to take, after all, there are rules like birthday visits.

Take too much, they feel distressed; If you take less, you don't want to talk about it, and you are afraid of provoking Chen Wang, a master, who is dissatisfied, and if there are other branches, you will regret it.

The white-clothed ghost can be among the bamboo canes of this master.

They were discussing, but when they turned their heads, they saw that Chen Wang had already gone out, holding a bamboo cane and stepping on the low grass on the side of the road, avoiding the mud, and walking into the distance.

"It's all you! If it weren't for this gentleman, we would all be gone. This is to save the lives of our whole family, and you are still careful. That's all, you don't share mine. ”

A merchant with a long beard picked up a bag of money, quickly chased after Chen Wang, and stuffed it into Chen Wang's hand to express his gratitude.

I wanted to invite Chen Wang to go along, but after looking at the bamboo cane in Chen Wang's hand, the words that came to my mouth finally couldn't be spoken.

Fortunately, Chen Wang took the money bag, and there was no joy or displeasure.

It made them all breathe a sigh of relief.

The bearded merchant wanted to get closer a few more words, but Chen Wang had already stepped away.

And the nobleman and his attendant also departed.

After the bearded merchant returned, he complained that his companions were too stingy and missed the opportunity to make friends with masters, otherwise, he would ask for a talisman or something like that, and he would be able to walk in the house in the future.

While making noise, the group checked whether the goods were leaking rain and wet, and reloaded the truck.

After the rain, the green mountains are dripping.

Chen Wang stepped on the wet grass, felt the gentle cool breeze, and walked briskly.

A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind.

After Wang Hong left the temple, he wanted to catch up with Chen Wang and talk again.

Just a few words of communication, I always feel that the meaning is still unfinished.

Especially listening to Chen Wang's reincarnation of ghosts and gods, if you don't ask for advice, it is like a fish in your throat.

However, looking at Chen Wang's back, he seemed to walk very calmly, but he chased all the way, but he couldn't catch up, but gradually he couldn't even see his back.

I knew that this was a real master, and the other party didn't want to entangle with him anymore, so he should feel that his fate was over.

I couldn't help but feel a little regretful and a little disappointed.

……

Chen Wang didn't bring much coiling with him when he went down the mountain this time, and the master didn't seem to remember to wrap it up for him.

Maybe I feel that making money to survive is also a kind of practice.

Or feel that the descendants of Li Yunshan, no matter where they go, they will not lack money.

And that's exactly what happened.

If Chen Wang is willing, he can easily wrap himself in his pocket.

But that's not his way.

A gentleman loves money, takes it in a proper way, and uses it in moderation.

He was already strapped for money. This time, a group of merchants gave him a bag of silver coins, of which there were a few pieces of broken silver, and the others were copper coins, a total of ten taels.

Chen Wang used it, and suddenly became much more relaxed.

It's just that this place is gradually approaching the state city, and there are more and more pedestrians, and it is inconvenient for some to form grass into donkeys.

There are always flaws in the spell, once you touch the taboo and expose your feet, it is easy to cause panic and cause trouble.

Relying only on his feet, he walked for half a day, crossed a ridge, and looked forward, only to see that there were about a dozen thatched huts under the dirt slope in the distance, beside the stream, and a wine curtain was picked out from the elm tree.

Chen Wang was a little hungry and had money in his hand, so he walked over and asked for a big bowl of mutton and two steamed cakes.

After a full meal, satisfied, he took out the copper coins from the money bag and settled the account, totaling more than 30 yuan.

Looking at the sunset in the west, I wanted to stay here.

I never thought that because of a heavy rain before, there were many travelers who delayed the trip, and this room was already full, and even the firewood room was full of people.

The shopkeeper was kind, pointed to the front, and said:

"Two miles further on, there is a temple. If you are willing to give away some incense money, you should be able to stay overnight. ”

Chen Wang looked up.

Not far from two miles, the shadow of the temple minaret can already be seen in the distance, hidden among the green trees.

"Guests need to be careful, if the temple can't take in, you have to come back, even if you will spend the night under my roof, don't travel overnight, let alone sleep on the side of the road in the wilderness. It's not a peaceful place. The store kindly admonished.

After Chen Wang thanked him, he picked up his basket and walked forward alone.

A few other diners sat leisurely drinking tea, and some asked the restaurant to fetch a basin of hot water and soak their feet in the door...... These are all one step in advance and the room is booked.

They didn't have to risk any more to hurry, looking at Chen Wang, there was a sense of superiority in their eyes.

The sun is getting twilight, and there is still a bit of heat on the road, but the cool breeze in the mountains has already blown.

The fine grass shook its head and ignored the nong, and the Confucian clothes won a west wind.

……

After passing through the inns, the pedestrians should have hurried and left in advance; Those who arrived now were also afraid that the night would not be peaceful, so they stayed at the inn.

Chen Wang was the only one left, and the mountains were silent, and even the sound of breathing and footsteps could be heard.

Suddenly, a bell rang, melodious and reassuring.

The temple arrived.

The name of the temple is Yunyin. Compared with the thatched huts that you are used to all the way, this temple has red bricks and blue tiles, and the bluestone pavement is clean, but it is quite a bit of a blessed land outside the world.

Chen Wang stepped forward and knocked lightly on the temple door.

A little monk came over, opened a crack in the door, and said:

"It's too late today, the mountain gate is already closed, if you want to worship the Buddha, please come back tomorrow."

"Excuse me, little master. I was greedy to hurry, missed the hour, it was difficult to walk on the mountain road at night, and suddenly I heard the bell of the treasure temple, and I was at peace and wanted to donate some incense money. ”

Chen Wang remembered what the store said, and he needed to give up some incense money to stay here.

He was not cynical, and he did not criticize the temple for only money.

The little monk's face softened a little, and before he could speak, he heard a voice behind him sing a Buddha horn and said:

"The door of Buddhism is wide open, and the people who are destined to cross it. This benefactor has the heart to worship the Buddha, how can we turn it away? Huicheng, please come in. ”

"Yes, Master."

The little monk agreed and opened the temple door.

Chen Wang thanked him and stepped in.

I saw that it was a white-faced monk sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he didn't seem to have the intention of opening his eyes.

Chen Wang immediately understood.

He took out dozens of texts from his money bag and put them in a wooden box in front of the Buddha statue.

When the white-faced bearded monk heard the sound, he opened his eyes, glanced at Chen Wang, and saw that Chen Wang was dressed in white clothes and had an elegant temperament, so he didn't say anything, and said to the little monk:

"Lead the donor to the squatter to rest."

Then, close your eyes again.

Chen Wang knew that the money he gave could not satisfy the great monk, but fortunately, it was enough to stay for one night.

The little monk took Chen Wang to the dormitory, settled it, and after a while, brought another oil lamp.

The bean-sized lights dimly lit the room.

"The donor rests early, there are wild beasts in the mountains, don't walk around at night." After a command, he left.

"Thank you, little master." Chen Wangdao thanked him.

There was nothing to do in the mountains, Chen Wang washed his feet, sat by the window, listened to the wind blowing the rustling of the bamboo forest, and the sound of chanting in the Buddhist hall came, the Sanskrit sound was melodious, the sandalwood bursts, the tiredness hit, and he didn't feel that he fell into a dream.

In a trance, I heard someone calling in my dream:

"Sir."

"Sir."

Chen Wang opened his eyes and saw a young monk standing in the middle of the dormitory.

It was this young monk who was calling out to him.

Seeing Chen Wang wake up, the monk folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." Please forgive me for disturbing my husband by visiting at night. ”

"Who are you? What is the matter in my dreams? Chen Wang asked.

"The poor monk's name is Hongyuan, unfortunately he was trapped here, and he came to ask Mr. for help." The monk said politely.

"Tell me something."

"The poor monk was originally a monk of this Yunyin Temple, and later, he met the immortal fate in Yuqing Mountain, learned the immortal arts, and then abandoned the Buddha from the immortal, was reborn, and became an immortal.

It is also the poor monk's heart is unstable, and he can't cut off the earthly edge, because he misses the earthly life, so he goes back to this Yunyin Temple to live for a while. Listen to the Buddhist hall chanting every day, listen to the pilgrims make wishes, and see the world......

When the poor monk wanted to go back, he found that his body was contaminated with too much worldly atmosphere, so that the immortal weighed as much as Mount Tai, and he couldn't fly up, and he couldn't leave here.

I think my husband is a person with real skills, so I took the liberty of dreaming and came to ask him for help. ”

"Since you used to be a monk of Yunyin Temple, you should have acquaintances in this temple, why don't you ask the great monk in the temple to help?" Chen Wang asked.

"Don't dare to deceive Mr., the poor monk abandons the Buddha and follows the immortals, although he has no face, but the stakes are very high, he still has the shame to find the senior brother in the temple, but unfortunately, the senior brother's mana is limited, and the practice of opening the altar can't help me get out of trouble."

"Oh? You came to ask me for help, and so far you refuse to tell the truth, this is what you said dare not deceive me? Chen Wang suddenly asked rhetorically.

"Why did you say that, sir?" The monk suddenly panicked.