When the fog first appeared, some senior monks of Daliang Temple felt that the fog was too strange, but neither their own spiritual sense nor some of the arrangements in the temple reacted.

This makes this fog seem to be a natural ordinary fog, and this fog is not only in Daliang Temple, but also around Tongqiufu City.

But then some of the monks saw the vision in the fog, but while they were shocked, they immediately found that the pilgrims inside and outside the monastery were still very orderly, and there was no abnormal feeling.

And the vision born in the fog seems to be just a vision, and there is no dizziness feeling, which makes several senior monks of Daliang Temple breathe a sigh of relief, and they don't plan to close the temple after thinking about it.

If we talk about the people who are most affected, they are actually the three monks who are sitting under the tree in meditation, but these three people are now in such a special position under the tree, and they are in meditation, and they can't help themselves.

The three of them fell into the illusion of concentration, as if they were at the scene of the original discussion again, and they would not be able to get rid of it for a while, but in real terms, this is definitely not a bad thing, as for how much benefit they can get, it depends on their personal cultivation and concentration.

About a quarter of an hour after the fog appeared, the abbot of Daliang Temple and another old monk hurriedly ran to the forbidden place in the temple.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw that Huitong and the other two monks were still sitting under the tree and meditating, and occasionally the three of them would frown or sweat.

"Abbot, do you want to wake them up?"

The abbot of Daliang Temple waved his hand and said to the monk next to him.

"Don't wake them up, this is not necessarily a bad thing for them, at this moment there are many illusions, it is too late for me to wait for them to enter the meditation, and it is good for them to get this opportunity!"

The two monks just looked at the three settlers, silently protecting them at the edge of the courtyard, and they themselves also used the vision at this moment to appreciate the wonders of the original Dao, which would not dare to stay in the core area for a long time because of the limitations of the Tao's mind, but this time they could feast their eyes.

This fog began to appear in the morning, turning the originally sunny day of Tongqiufu City into a cloudy sky, and then it did not disperse until nightfall, but became more and more dense.

Perhaps because of the weakening of the power of the sun at night, or because the fog is thicker at night, the monks of Daliang Temple obviously feel that the vision at night is more miraculous, and even some monks fall into the illusion and cannot extricate themselves, many people are glad that there are no pilgrims at night, otherwise it will be chaotic for a while.

Early the next morning, the old monk who was in charge of striking the bell woke up, and after dressing up, he opened the door and saw that it was white and expansive.

"I'm King Buddha Ming, this fog hasn't cleared yet?"

Although I was surprised, I still had to hit the bell, and after a while, the bell rang on the bell tower of the temple as usual.

"When...... While...... When ......"

Many monks heard the noise, but when they went outside, they all found that the fog had not disappeared, but fortunately as the sky brightened, the fog became much thinner, but it still did not disperse all day.

On the seventh day, the abbot of Daliang Temple and several other monks hurriedly walked into the forbidden place, respectively, behind Huitong and the other two meditation monks to experience their aura, and the three of them rushed to wake up.

Huitong shook his head and came to his senses, rubbed his temples, felt sour and heavy, opened his eyes and looked around, and sure enough, he saw that the situation was special.

"Master Abbot, what is the cause of this mist?"

The old abbot, like several other monks, handed a bowl of warm water to Huitong and shook his head.

"Unbeknownst to the old man, about seven days ago in the morning, this fog suddenly appeared, permeating the surroundings of Tongqiufu City, and has not dispersed until today. ”

Huitong drank the water, stood up, and then turned to look at the tree behind her.

"I'm afraid that there are masters who do it!"

"Well, the old man thinks so too, but his humanity is much deeper than the old man, the old man can't see it, Huitong, can you detect anything?"

Monk Huitong has been using the Dharma to his eyes since he came to his senses, trying to see through the things behind this fog, but no matter how he investigates, it seems that the fog is still an ordinary fog.

"No, I can't see through it either. ”

Even the monk Huitong can't see through it, and basically no one in the Daliang Temple can see through it, and the abbot master is also temporarily dead and wants to find out the heart, so he can only comfort the monks.

"In any case, this mist seems to be beneficial and harmless at present, and it does not hurt the pilgrims, and some pilgrims seem to have seen some visions, but they are not frightened or too noisy, and it is also beneficial to the reputation of my Daliang Temple. ”

Daliang Temple is a temple into the world, the need for the people incense, need a certain popularity, also need some generous donors who are willing to donate money, the temple many Ming Wang Hall sculpture body inlaid gold is not shallow, this is all money.

"Let's go, you go eat something first, if there is really something that is not good for my temple and a group of pilgrims, the statue of King Ming in the Buddha Yin Ming King Hall will definitely have a warning. ”

"Yes, if this fog is really man-made, can that person still be comparable to the Dharma of my Buddha Ming King?"

"Reasonable!"

"Good Ming King Buddha!"

Several monks went out of the forbidden place together, but no one found the old dragon still standing under the tree.

At this moment, the old dragon looked at the sky a little distractedly, sometimes puzzled, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes a little smiling.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that one side is mostly limited by the Dharma, and it's a pity that I wasn't on the side at the time, but even if it's just a glimpse like this, it's a great mood!"

......

The foggy scene during the New Year of Tongqiu Mansion City lasted for half a month, and in the early morning of the nineteenth day of the first lunar month, after the morning bell of Daliang Temple rang, a group of monks, including Huitong and the abbot of Daliang Temple, were having breakfast in the dining hall.

Suddenly.

"Roaring ————"

A strange sound that was clear and distant, but not particularly loud, sounded within the monastery, causing many monks to be subconsciously stunned, and then looked for the source of the sound to each other.

The sound lasted for about two or three breaths, and then gradually faded away with a faint echo, until it disappeared completely, and there seemed to be a lingering aftermath in everyone's hearts.

"What was the sound just now?" "I don't know."

"What kind of chanting does that sound like?"

"It's not like it, it's not like it

"Is it from the temple?"

"No, it feels like it's outside, and it doesn't sound like an animal. ”

The monks on the side turned their heads to each other, the old abbot held the day in his hand, and there were pickles on the chopsticks, and he turned his head to look at the monk Huitong who suddenly showed a sudden face.

"Huitong, do you know the source of this sound, why did it come from?"

Monk Huitong put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and said to the abbot.

"The poor monk has heard a similar sound, this sound must be a kind of dragon chanting!"

"...... so"

"Yes, the poor monk thinks that the reason why the fog was born in the previous half moon must be the owner of the voice just now, it seems that he has gained something and has left, I guess this fog will soon dissipate!"

As he spoke, Huitong stood up and folded his hands in the direction of the forbidden land, and made a slight Buddhist salute.

Sure enough, on this day, the sky was clear, and the sun shone brightly, and the fog inside and outside Tongqiu Mansion gradually melted.

Lao Long watched it for so long, not only did he enjoy it, but he also found some points that the two sides could not discuss in the process of discussing the Tao with the old monk of Buddha Yin, and he had to scrutinize it this time, so Lao Long was in a happier mood.

"Hey, the next time I see Ji Yuan, I can talk to him, this is also a bystander!"

......

Daejeong, Gyeonggi City.

The palace has resumed the early dynasty, Yin Zhaoxian and Yin Qing have to go to the palace every day to deal with government affairs, although Hu Yun wants to go in and have a look, but because of Ji Yuan's words, he can't follow Yin Qing to the palace.

After all, it wasn't when I went to school, the nature is different, and Dazhen is at the juncture of prosperity and development, the royal family has the qi of crape myrtle to protect itself, Hu Yun is a monster into the palace, after all, he may rush to the crape myrtle gas, and it will be a little unexpected if he doesn't do it well.

It is related to the Yin family's career and governing the world, Ji Yuan said this, and now Hu Yun can also distinguish the importance, and he is no longer like Yin Qing to make trouble, but to tinker with the mask.

That afternoon, Ji Yuan was playing chess with himself on a chessboard in the courtyard of the guest house, when he suddenly heard a scream.

"Aha! I've finally got it!"

Needless to say, this is Hu Yun's voice, thanks to Yin Zhaoxian's early order, except for one Chen Ayuan, no one is allowed to enter or exit casually in the several guest houses here, otherwise this scream may frighten people, and even lead people to find a fox in the mansion.

"Hahahaha...... Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, take a look at what I have refined, this mask!"

Hu Yun held the mask with his two front paws, ran on tiptoe with his two hind paws, and rushed all the way to Ji Yuan's side, this scene saw Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Ji, look at what I did, this is what I did alone, amazing!"

Ji Yuan took Hu Yun and handed him a fiery red fox mask, which looked more slender and more like a fox face than when he bought it before, and there were two holes in the eyes.

"Well, yes, what's the purpose of this side?"

Ji Yuan deliberately handed over the conversation, and Hu Yun immediately said flutteringly.

"Hehe, my mask is amazing, there are some shadows of my supernatural powers, as long as you wear it, you can imitate another person with the imagination you know in your heart, and you can also take it to deceive the eyes of ordinary people, if you really count it, it can be compared to a way of change!"

Ji Yuan flipped the mask up and down and nodded.

"Well, yes, many foxes are good at the way of psychic vision, but yours is very smart, very good, a good thing!"

This mask couldn't help but make Ji Yuan think of a painting skin in his hand, of course, Hu Yun's painting skin is not as fine as that painting skin, and the concealment ability is not so strong, but the functionality is not bad.

At least in Ji Yuan's opinion, Hu Yun really made a good baby, maybe he didn't even realize that the fox himself.