Chapter 373: Ancient Evil Array

Monk?

Where did the monk come from?

Didn't Puhua Temple sternly refuse, what's the matter, repented, or did it repair the plank road in the dark?

Or maybe it's not a monk from Puhua Temple, but in addition to Puhua Temple, how can there be such a powerful monk in Changping County?

Pretend?

Feng Zhiping recalled the information in his mind, and his eyes examined the details of the monk's dress inch by inch.

The material of the monk's robe is ordinary, but the workmanship is very detailed, especially the outermost robe, each stripe is outlined layer by layer with pure gold or gold-covered wire, a single fineness is comparable to the thinnest silk thread, which is obviously specially customized, and it is difficult to see such a fine but laborious workmanship used in the troupe and sold on the market, those robes are often cut and pasted on, or directly depicted with special pigments mixed with gold powder, and will never use embroidery This difficult, efficient, time-consuming and laborious method will never be used.

The other party's robe is not worn by ordinary monks, and they are not qualified to wear it.

Feng Zhiping had heard him say when chatting with the resentment, the monk temple also has the same level as the imperial court, from high to low is roughly divided into monks, back halls, hall masters, secretaries, Tibetan masters, incense burning, waiters seven orders and four levels, of which the monk (that is, the host, the abbot) is the first level, and then it is the second, from the second, from the second, from the third, from the third, etc., the monks with the temple have their own ranks, and the wild monks without the temple are classified as waiters, even if the Buddhism is profound, the cultivation is exquisite, and can only obtain the honorific title and respect, and cannot improve their own rating in orthodoxy.

And the robe on the other party's body is more delicate and complicated than the grudge, that is to say, at least the Tibetan master level monk can wear it, and it must be a monk of a big temple like Puhua Temple, and the monk of the small temple is estimated to be able to wear it only by the host, this guy is dressed on his body in a grand manner, is he not afraid of provoking the Buddha's anger?

In addition to the clothes, the other party's Buddha beads are also very rigorous, the wrist hanging on the neck and the waist are all available in the arms, and the color is the top grade.

Not counting the Zen staff, just this one, the more than 1,000 taels of silver went to two or three out of ten, and then counting the Zen staff that is obviously a spiritual treasure, the reward is not enough when all the silver is spent!

So, is this guy real?

Feng Zhiping was looking at the monk, and the monk was also looking at him, and after a long time, the two met their eyes, the monk's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be smiling, I don't know if it was an illusion, Feng Zhiping felt that the other party's eyes were a little familiar.

If you can't think of a reason, then ask with your mouth.

Feng Zhiping raised his chin slightly, and scolded arrogantly: "Where did the evil monk come from, he dared to sneak attack this young master, don't you know who I am, I'm tired of being alive, aren't you?"

The smile in the monk's eyes became more obvious, he didn't reply, he shook the Zen staff gently, and the copper ring on the head of the stick collided with the crisp sound of jingle bells, which was very pleasant, and there was a kind of magical magic, which made people can't help but calm down, and their hearts were full of peace.

Feng Zhiping shook his head, and his vigilance against the monk climbed several levels.

Disturbed by phantom sounds twice a night, grandma's, do you want to learn something yourself, or you can't fight back!

I look at suona is good, the sound is loud, it's okay if you don't know illusion, as long as the internal force is enough, the shock can also shock him to death!

"Okay, don't play closed-mouth meditation, Young Master Ben hates guessing riddles the most!" Feng Zhiping plucked his ears and blew his little finger, "Seeing that you are a monk, Young Master Ben is merciful and gives you a chance, surrender yourself, kowtow to me three times, I can spare you from dying, otherwise... Hmph, young master, I haven't had enough fun tonight!"

The staff stopped shaking and the monk raised his hand.

Feng Zhiping immediately put on a posture of attacking, and secretly scolded Niu Chunhan in his heart why he hadn't come over yet, the other party's treasure blade was in his hand, and he would definitely suffer a loss if he dealt with it empty-handed!

Just when he thought the monk was going to make a move, the monk's hand was raised in front of him, and the black cloth on his head was torn off in circles, revealing his bare head and delicate face, squinting and raising his head to take a deep breath.

"Suffocate the little monk!"

Then he frowned and lowered his head, and spat out a few times: "It stinks!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned, and after looking at the monk for a long time, his head tilted, and he was stunned: "Resentment?"

"It's the little monk, the donor's brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Resentment beckoned and greeted warmly.

Feng Zhiping was not as enthusiastic as him, and said blankly: "Why are you, what are you doing here, why are you sneaking up on me? You, oh, I know, you are also here to exorcise demons!"

When we met for the first time, I still remember the fact that I was looking for the bustard to ask for more silver, and then I never hid my desire for money in the subsequent relationship, so there is no need to ask, this guy must be greedy for more than a thousand taels of silver to exorcise the demon, even if he knows who he is!

Sure enough, the resentful smiled and nodded: "That's right." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless, let down his guard, rubbed his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Then you just go to me directly, you don't know who I am, others don't see, you and I will definitely see you, why bother to do such a thing in the middle of the night!"

"Because the little monk is not sure if you are you!"

The voice of resentment is gentle, but the eyes are very meaningful.

Feng Zhiping was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean to wait a minute, first ask the donor's brother to cooperate with the little monk and put this thing on. The resentment took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and handed them over.

Feng Zhiping hesitated, took the bracelet, didn't wear it, and looked through it in his hand.

"What the hell do you mean, let me bring this thing, you don't really think I'm evil, do you?"

"You'll know right away if you're in the middle or not, it doesn't matter if you don't wear it, it's okay to hold it. ”

After the resentment was finished, his expression was solemn, he held the Zen staff with both hands and slammed it in front of him, his lips trembled rapidly, and he made a chanting sound that seemed to be out of nowhere.

Feng Zhiping was speechless.

Well, this guy is really, and he's really reciting the scriptures!

The grudge is not the group of guys just now, Feng Zhiping has seen him surpass the soul with his own eyes, and he will never forget the scene at that time.

Anyway, there is no evil, there is nothing left and right, it is time to purify the soul, Feng Zhiping took the initiative to wear Buddha beads, hugged his arms and faced it with a smile, and watched the resentment performance.

Not to mention, the grudge was really hard, his expression became more and more solemn, and his forehead was sweating.

Seeing that the sweat droplets slipped to his eyelids and were about to seep into his eyes, Feng Zhiping rubbed his eyes vigorously, and wanted to remind him to wipe it, but he couldn't bear to interrupt, so he looked at the sky and couldn't see it, saving himself from being uncomfortable.

After a long time, the chanting finally stopped, and the resentment wiped the sweat and smiled again.

"Yes, there is no evil, the donor's brother can rest assured. ”

"I'm relieved?" Feng Zhiping smiled strangely, pointing to his nose, "Please, monk brother, take a closer look at me, do I look like an evil person a little bit? If you want to make money, just say it, I'll cooperate with you and let's go through the motions, as for being so serious?"

He shook his head solemnly: "No, the incense money is secondary, even if there is no reward, the little monk wants to come to you!"

Feng Zhiping was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Underground. ”

Grumbling pointed to the ground, his eyes dark.

Feng Zhiping instantly understood, and said in amazement: "You mean, you suspect that I was corrupted by the resentment there?"

"That's right. ”

The resentment nodded, and said in a deep voice: "On the day of separation, I went back to the master as quickly as possible to report, and the abbot immediately assigned twenty-one senior monks to go to Daqiu Mountain led by an elder to practice excess, and the Falling Moon Temple also sent thirty-three high-ranking people to go with him. ”

Feng Zhiping exclaimed: "How many masters, Daqiu Mountain is estimated to be the cleanest pure land in Tianyuan, right?"

"No, it's more serious than expected. ”

The resentment sighed deeply, and recalled without hiding his fear: "Originally, we all thought that things would go well and end soon, until the Jing'an Zhenren of the Falling Moon Temple accidentally discovered a very deep hidden mine road, which led to a historical and ancient mining area, which is estimated to be at least five hundred years old, and it is illegal mining, the government has no record at all, and the miners with the longest family inheritance do not know about the existence there. ”

Feng Zhiping faintly felt that something was wrong: "There, what's there?"

"Corpses. The resentment looked at Feng Zhiping's eyes, and his voice was extremely solemn, "It's all corpses, and there are six thousand three that can be cleared, this is the number of heads, and there are many who only have body skeletons and no skulls, and they are still being counted, in my opinion, breaking 10,000 is certain, but I don't know if it's 10,000 or 20,000!"

Feng Zhiping was terrified.

With so many people in one mining area, it was clear that they were not mining, but were summoned and hurried there.

It's a massacre!

You Yan glanced at him, and said quietly: "In addition to the bones, we also found some corpses that have not been decomposed, about a hundred or so, according to the joint confirmation of Elder Langtong, the Falling Moon Phosphorus Fire Master, and the twelve servants sent by the government, the time of death of these corpses is nearly forty years, the farthest thirty to forty years, and the latest less than two years. ”

"What!"

Feng Zhiping was shocked.

In this way, the pit is not dusty, but there are people going there all the time!

"Who is it?" Feng Zhiping clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Is there a clue?"

You sighed and shook your head: "No, in addition to the mine road discovered by Jing'an Zhenren, there are three underground tunnels, but they are all blocked, judging by the situation, the whole one should be blown up, and it can't be dug up, and there are no clues on the official side, so I can only speculate from a few minor earthquakes in the past, and there are still people who were active there two years ago, because something abandoned there, and all the clues and evidence were buried." ”

"Bastard!"

Feng Zhiping slammed down the wall, then thought of something, and suddenly raised his head: "You just said that the corpse is not rotten?"

Resentment's face was gloomy, and he nodded his head heavily.

Feng Zhiping was silent.

A year or two can barely be considered normal, but it has not been decomposed for more than ten years and Chinese New Year's Eve, and there is only one explanation - the corpses of these people have been taught, not even corpses, they have been concocted when they are alive!

And those who are capable and will do such things...

"Huangquan?" Feng Zhiping shook his head after speaking, "No, Huangquan's history is not that long, but who would they be? Could it be that there is an organization that is even more terrifying and evil than Huangquan that has been hidden in Tianyuan, and has been unscrupulously active in the dark for thousands of years?"

He said in a deep voice: "Your thoughts are the same as mine, Elder Langtong and several other seniors also guessed so, no matter who the bones here come from, they must have nothing to do with Huangquan, it just so happens that it has recently been rumored in the rivers and lakes that Huangquan's chief pharmacist Xiangjuke has appeared, and all factions have gone to look for him, hoping to find him and ask for some clues." ”

Feng Zhiping nodded and asked, "What about me, why do you suspect that I will be evil? Didn't you say that my cultivation will not be corrupted by evil qi?"

"Normally, this is the case, but according to the observation of the Venerable Phosphorus Fire, including the burial ground where you and I encountered, all the bones were not buried at random, but carefully arranged in arrays. The Phosphorus Fire Master was proficient in the formation, and had devoted himself to studying the dead things of the Yin Soul for many years, but even he didn't recognize the formation, and only speculated that it was related to the legendary Ghoul Immortal Array. This ghoul immortal array is a famous evil array in ancient times, it has long been lost, only some of the oldest classics can find the name, except for the name can not be examined, can only be speculated according to the name may have the effect of resurrecting the dead corpse or the dead corpse into immortals, left and right is not a good thing, not allowed to be common sense. And you and I have walked in the array, although the big array has not started, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other dangers, so after confirming that the little monk is okay, the little monk immediately set off to look for you. Fortunately, the little monk is worried, and you are fine!"

Feng Zhiping exhaled heavily, stepped forward and hugged his grievances.

"Thank you!"

"No thanks, the little monk didn't come in vain, there is incense money to earn. He raised his hand happily and compared it to six, "Six thousand six hundred taels of silver, the little monk is very satisfied, and it is the first time that the little monk has received so much incense money at one time!"