Liangchen woke up again, and the person was already in an empty hall, with human skin lanterns, gray eyes, faceless female ghosts, and triangular ghosts, all gone.

A huge Buddha statue in the hall, incense in front of the desk, a faint sandalwood incense into the nose. The sound of chanting looms in the distance, giving people a feeling of being in a different world.

At the door of the hall, two monks, a fat and a thin, were arguing in a low voice, perhaps considering the feelings of others, the voices of the two were very low, and they could only be heard faintly, going down the mountain. A few words.

Liangchen sat up slowly, and when he heard the movement, the two monks immediately looked over in surprise.

"Amitabha, the donor has finally woken up!" the thin monk pronounced a Buddha call, staring at Liangchen as if he were looking at a treasure.

"Little donor, where is he now, senior brother, are you okay, why did he give you this broken bell?" The fat monk's face trembled, his eyebrows fluttered, and the gleam in his eyes was difficult to match with this robe.

"Senior Brother, who is Senior Brother?Where am I?Where is Ye Kai?" He tried to recall, while sensing the surrounding situation, making sure that he was no longer in the Demon Array, and then sensing that there was nothing abnormal in his body, and then he calmed down.

The two monks in front of him are all strange and abnormal, the thin monk is wearing a wide monk's robe, with an unfathomable expression, the fat monk is oily, and he is clearly a lazy person, although such a strange combination makes Liangchen a little confused, but from the words and attitudes of the two, you can clearly sense the sincere concern, I think it should not be a bad person, and Liangchen looked at the two of them and there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy in their hearts.

"Donor, this is Crimson County, Duzhou, and we found a temple on the mountain to rest for a while. The thin monk replied.

"Duzhou, isn't that already in the territory of the Fa Sect!" Liang Chen was stunned when he heard this, obviously he was at the junction of the Qingbai and Qing states, how could he wake up and run to the territory of the Fa Sect.

"Senior brother is our senior brother of Candle Tour, he is magnificent, proficient in Buddhism, kind and kind... Seeing this situation, the fat monk finally took the initiative to stop, he thought for a while and pointed directly to the small golden bell on his brother's waist and said: "It is the person who gave you the magic weapon of the golden bell." ”

As soon as Liangchen saw that the magic weapon was tied to the monk's waist, he wanted to go back when he opened his mouth, and suddenly thought that the other party should be his savior, and this magic weapon was their senior brother's, so he stopped talking.

"The one who gave me the Admiralty?"

As soon as I heard this, I immediately thought of the thrilling picture of Wujiang fighting for the inheritance of the witch king that day, but this bell was snatched by the white-robed man himself after his death.

The white-robed man is the king of Wujiang again, could it be that the king is their senior brother?

No, King Nazhi is an old monster who has lived in Wujiang for hundreds of years, how can he be the senior brother of the two of them!

Liangchen guessed in his heart, then became even more puzzled, and finally had to shake his head.

"This magic weapon was obtained by accident by chance, and I have never met your senior brother. ”

"You're lying, you still have the aura of a senior brother in you. You can fool others, but you can't fool me. The fat monk was a little unhappy when he heard this answer, and he sniffed his nose vigorously and said.

"Hugh is rude!"

"The donor is a guest of the master, how can he talk nonsense!" The thin monk next to him suddenly scolded the fat monk when he heard the voice, and then turned his head to look at Liangchen and chin slightly:

"Don't blame the donor, my junior disciple is impatient and open-mouthed, and I hope to forgive me. ”

"It doesn't matter. I was able to escape from the demon array, presumably thanks to the action of two eminent monks. Liangchen vaguely remembered that at the last moment, there were two more golden monks in the array, and then he was stunned by the sudden appearance of the faceless female ghost.

"The day of the little monk is short, and a small monk who practices is not a monk. The thin monk said with a frightened face, "This is my little junior brother, the night chief." ”

"What is the name of the donor?"

"My surname is Ye, the Lord of the Lotus South Peak of the Western Sword Sect, the Dongxi Sword. Liangchen thought for a moment and replied.

"May I have another friend, where is he now?" he suddenly found that Ye Kai was no longer around, and hurriedly asked.

"Master Ye, your friend has already woken up and left. The day was short and replied.

"Ahh

"Your friend's injuries are relatively minor, but he woke up in two days, he said that the elite disciples of the sect were all wiped out, and even the peak master fell into the formation, and he had to return to the sect as soon as possible to report the situation. ”

"And how long have I been asleep?" asked Liangchen, rubbing his groggy head.

"The donor has been sleeping for more than two months!" replied the fat monk.

"Ahh

After thinking about it, he slowly got up and bowed his hand to the two monks: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the two masters, I will also return to the sect to preach the news." ”

"The donor can't go!"

"Master Ye, you can't go!" the two monks said in unison.

"The master asked us to find you, we have been looking for you for several years to find you, where can we let you go!" the fat monk continued.

"Looking for me? Why? Who is your master?" Liangchen was immediately confused when he heard this.

"The master is the presiding officer of the Basket Temple, and he is looking for you because he knows that you are in trouble, so let us save you!" replied with the fat monk's eyes rolling.

"The monks are talking nonsense. The thin monk scolded when he heard this.

"The master told us to find you and take you back, and as for the rest, the old man didn't say anything. But the master naturally has his reason for doing things, you will know it at first sight. ”

"And you've been asleep for two months, and your friend has gone back to explain everything about the mountain, so you don't have to be in such a hurry. The thin monk continued.

"It makes sense, too. Liangchen thought in his heart, but groping for the jade plate of the South Peak Peak Master in his hand, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

"It's not far from here to the Basket Temple, I'm afraid it will take longer for you to go back now, so it's not too late to meet the master and make a decision. The thin monk said.

"That's it. Although Liangchen wanted to refuse, he thought that the other party was his savior after all, and it was meaningless to go back to Wanren Mountain now, after all, Ye Kai had already passed the news, and presumably the Qianqiu Sect Master also knew.

And the opponent is too strong, and his own realm is too low to help at all, so after thinking about it, it is better to take a look at what is going on with the presiding officer of this basket temple.

"I also asked the two little masters to lead the way. Liangchen arched his hand.

"Let's go. The thin monk got up and stepped out of the temple gate, and the whole person was like a cloud swaying, and Liangchen stepped on the sword.

"Are you really going to go into the city for a meal?" When the fat monk heard this, he was immediately a little disappointed, and followed out.