Li Ping'an packed all his things.

In the end, I closed the door, and I was somewhat reluctant to live in this house where I had lived for a few months.

But after all, I still have to leave.

Before leaving, he picked a small red flower.

Carrying a bamboo pole and leading the old cow, he walked slowly.

Changqing also decided to go back to the temple, and the two said goodbye in the suburbs.

A goodbye, and goodbye to the infinite world

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the breeze blows over the hills.

The evergreen monk looked at Li Ping'an's back.

The figure walked like that, as if it didn't care about the road ahead, watching the sunrise and sunset.

It is already carefree, no regrets, no regrets.

The two little foxes, Ah Bai and Ah Hong, also waved at Li Ping'an on the hillside.

The man hangs the case of sow postpartum care high and waits for the next person to step into the demon level.

The little greyhound stuck out his tongue and practiced hard, dreaming of one day trampling the great enemy Jing Yu under his feet.

In front of Zhang Song's tombstone, a small red flower went away with the wind.

The mountain wind blew and rustled the forest.

Li Ping'an hummed a song and walked briskly.

Spirited, it seems that there is an endless road under his feet.

.............

Above the ancient road.

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly.

Inside the carriage sat a middle-aged man dressed in a green silk shirt, with a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows.

The plump woman on the side chattered and complained.

"What do you say you are not doing well, but you went to a poor and remote place to be an official!"

The woman was also carrying a child less than three years old in her arms.

The middle-aged man just smiled honestly in the face of his daughter-in-law's accusation.

The middle-aged man's name is Chang Jian, and he is a seven-rank petty official.

is an honest official, and it is precisely because of this that he has been repeatedly reprimanded.

In the end, he was demoted to a small county, and at this time he was preparing to take up his post with his family.

"Sir, it looks like it's going to rain.

There seems to be a temple over there, so let's go to the temple and rest for the night. ”

The black-faced man who drove the car said.

Among the mountains, there is an ancient temple.

The ancient temple has existed for many years, and even in this poor place, there are still more than 100 monks.

Chang Jian walked into the temple with his wife and children, as well as the only domestic servant, the black-faced man.

He showed his official appointment letter to the monk in charge of the temple, and euphemistically explained that he wanted to stay here for a night.

The temple itself will not refuse, because it counts.

The county under the jurisdiction of Changjian includes this ancient temple.

"Oh yes, why is it so dirty in here!"

The woman chattered and complained.

She's in a bad mood today, so she doesn't feel good about anything.

Chang Jian just smiled and didn't speak.

Speaking of which, I really haven't enjoyed a day of happiness since I followed my wife.

The woman used to be the daughter of a big family, and she didn't like those gentlemen, but she took a fancy to the poor boy Chang Jian.

Later, Chang Jian was admitted to fame.

But Chang Jian's character is not suitable for officialdom.

In this world, it is not easy to mix up with good officials.

Although the woman complained, she always silently supported her husband behind her back.

Looking at the woman's busy figure, Chang Jian smiled.

"If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for."

"Ma'am, I'll take a look outside."

The woman did not know whether she had not listened or had deliberately ignored him.

Chang Jiancheng walked in the temple, everything was so quiet, so quiet.

It makes people feel as if they are in a no-man's land.

The rain will fall, and the wind will blow.

The temple is shrouded in rain and mist, and there is a faint feeling of heavenly palace.

At this time, Chang Jian suddenly noticed that he was outside the temple.

A man wearing a hat with a cow by his side.

A man and a cow hid under a tree to avoid the rain.

The man squatted on the ground, holding half a cake in his hand and a flask in one hand.

"Why don't you come in and hide from the rain?" Chang Jian asked.

Li Ping'an raised his head, "There was a monk who said how much money he had to give to let me in, and I had no money on me." ”

Chang Jian glanced at what the other party was wearing.

It is estimated that he dislikes this person because he is too poor and has no oil and water to squeeze.

In the world, even places like temples are not clean.

Chang Jian said jokingly: "Who said you have no money, don't you still have a cow?" ”

Li Ping'an said: "It? It's my brother. ”

Lao Niu nodded, very satisfied with this answer.

"Unless you add money...."

Before he finished speaking, Lao Niu had already bitten Li Ping'an's thigh.

"It's going to rain for a while, come in, I'll go and talk to the abbot."

Li Ping'an didn't talk much nonsense and thanked him.

So he took the old cow and walked in.

The abbot of the temple really didn't say anything more because of the constant construction.

also arranged a meditation room and a meal for Li Ping'an, and then asked someone to fetch water.

I took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and took good care of it.

"Comfortable!"

Li Ping'an took a bath, lay on the soft collapse, and yawned lazily.

Get ready for a good night's sleep and then continue your journey tomorrow.

Outside, the sound of breaking wind sounded.

Chang Jian's servant, the black-faced man, was wielding a halberd at this time.

The halberd dances, or chic, or fierce and swift.

Every move and every style carries a strong wind.

Li Ping'an admired it with interest for a while, and the black-faced man was called by the woman to work.

Soon, it was dark.

Li Ping'an was wrapped in a quilt.

It was pouring rain outside.

The monks in the temple had already slept, and the whole temple was almost dark.

Only the moon faintly reveals a glimmer of light, giving people a sense of oppression.

..............

In a side hall deep in the temple.

It was pitch black, except for an oil lamp, which emitted a dim glow.

Some of the monks dressed in red and gold-rimmed robes knock on wooden fish, and some pinch Buddhist beads.

Reciting the spell of Donkey Kong to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

They were armed with ritual vessels, or staffs, or singing music.

His eyes were intent, and his expression was calm.

And they are not facing gods and Buddhas, but a group of men and women trapped in copper locks.

These people are the people of the village below the mountain.

At this moment, without exception, they all looked numb and their eyes were dull.

It's as if he's fallen for some kind of magic.

The crows swept through the air, leaving behind a series of rattles.

Li Ping'an got up from the soft collapse.

Picking up his pants, he walked outside and came to the latrine.

In the darkness, someone came up with his pants just like him.

It's Chang Jian's domestic servant, the black-faced man with a halberd.

The black-faced man was still carrying the halberd behind him.

This reminded Li Ping'an of Zhang Song, that guy also slept and and carried a sword on his back.

Alas~

Li Ping'an sighed softly.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew in with a "whoosh".

Li Ping'an and the black-faced man both noticed it.

It's just that the two reacted very differently.

"What people!"

The black-faced man screamed, and immediately got up and chased after him.

Li Ping'an slowly lifted his pants, turned around and walked back.

The black shadow paused, and then instead of stopping, it fled faster.

"Stop!" The black-faced man chased after him.

The shadow quickly disappeared into the darkness

The black-faced man chased for a moment and looked around.

I don't know when I ran into the backyard of the temple.

The sound of prayer beads colliding can be faintly heard, and the occasional sound of clothes rubbing against each other can be heard.

The black-faced man frowned, looking suspiciously into the lighted room.

At first glance, he was taken aback.

It turned out that this spacious and gorgeous room was brightly lit.

There was a large bed covered with a thin sheet.

A carcass with a bump looms.

There were about five or six beautiful women.

The strange thing is that these women are all dull-looking.

It didn't move, like a statue.

A strange sound sounded, and then a series of small and narrow figures appeared in the room.

When the black-faced man saw it clearly, he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

It was a centipede with a short arm's length.

The black-faced man was about to reach for the halberd behind him, but was grabbed.

"Rest easy."

Li Ping'an's voice sounded.

The black-faced man frowned, "What are you doing with my halberd?" ”

Li Ping'an: ........

(Nearly 9,000 words of update, I'm sorry everyone, it's been a little slow for the past two days)