Liu Juan silently took Liu Jia back to the house.

In the middle of the courtyard, the sun sets. In the middle of the light and half darkness, Fang Wenqing still stood in a daze, but his mind was trying his best to analyze everything that happened here: yin and yang reversed, shopping at night, dancing during the day, "babbling" in his mouth, Songlin Academy, the bank of the Nanyang River, the rumored monk, the nine stones that flew up, two warnings, one temptation. Fang Wenqing has ruled out Liu Jia's psychological problems, Liu Jia is not a psychological problem at all, but a demonic disorder!

You are in the light, and the other party is in the dark.

It seemed that Fang Wenqing had already thought of a countermeasure, his eyes looked sharply at the west wing, and he looked at the nine stones in front of him, and entered the east wing room to take out his magic weapon. Holding the sword in his right hand, his left hand became a sword finger, and there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, a spirit rune flew out and rotated in mid-air, and at this time, the peachwood sword cut through his left thumb, and a stream of blood spurted out, mixed with the spirit rune in the air. I saw Fang Wenqing pointing with his left hand, and the spirit rune burned into flames and flew into the nine stones, burning into ashes. With the same move, another spirit rune flew into the sky above the West Wing, burning out. Several movements are done in one go, and they are extremely skillful.

These two spirit runes are pure yang runes, and with their own pure yang blood, they are enough to hold this house until three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. But he seemed to hesitate, so he took out an ancient coin from the wine gourd and threw it into the sky, this ancient coin immediately spun around, and with the movement in Fang Wenqing's mouth, bursts of golden light shot out from the square hole, covering the entire house, this is the enchantment.

After doing this, he silently walked into the east wing, packed up his things, and prepared to leave. Before she reached the door, Liu Juan came out of the back room, "Let's leave after eating." At this time, Liu Yuqiang also went home from work, Fang Wenqing did not answer, and silently walked into the back room.

on the dining table.

Everyone ate their own food, and it was strangely quiet, and it was terriblely cold.

In between eating, Fang Wenqing secretly lucked Jin Dan, released a trace of true qi, and wrapped Liu Jia, she didn't feel anything unusual about Liu Jia, but she felt that she should know what happened before, because she was very arrogant in front of Fang Wenqing before, but now she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, and whenever Fang Wenqing looked at her, her face would rise a little blush.

The meal was quickly finished, Fang Wenqing got up, and when he walked to the door, Liu Yuqiang and his wife chased them out, Liu Yuqiang stuffed a stack of banknotes to Fang Wenqing, but Fang Wenqing refused, Liu Juan took a burden, there were a few steamed buns and a few pickles in the baggage. After Fang Wenqing thanked him, he accepted it unceremoniously, stomach problems are more important than anything else.

If such a thing happens, no matter what the reason, no matter who it is, it will not accept it, Fang Wenqing knows very well in his heart that he will not wait for others to take the initiative to drive him away.

Tonight, it was extremely quiet, and the bright moonlight shone on the road under Fang Wenqing's feet, and the figure became longer and longer.

Loneliness is the test that every practitioner must go through, loneliness is the companion of every practitioner, and ruthlessness is the essential fountain of every practitioner.

In the past two days, due to the appearance of the little fire snake, Fang Wenqing's dream of the old mountain spring has been shattered, compared to the carefree years on the mountain, Hongchen is definitely purgatory, especially for cultivators. However, by encountering Liu Jia's situation, he deeply felt that there were still so many things in the world that needed to be managed by cultivators, and that the victims lived in nightmares day and night, and that their beautiful and happy lives were shattered by some restless demons. At this time, a certain belief had been deeply planted in Fang Wenqing's heart: instead of guarding one side on the mountain, it was better to eliminate demons and subdue demons in the world!

Walking to a fork in the road, Fang Wenqing walked to the door of a house and asked the person outside the door who was enjoying the shade: "May I ask how to get to Longling Temple?"

"Dragon Spirit Death Temple, turn left at the fork in the road. A middle-aged woman said.

"Thank you, Auntie. Fang Wenqing said.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, Fang Wenqing's mentality seemed to improve, and at this time he was familiar with the journey, which was kind and natural, full of the power of challenge.

Soon, Fang Wenqing came to the door of Longling Temple, looked up, and three golden gilt characters came into view: Longling Temple. It's magnificent, Buddhism is indeed a big deal, compared to my dilapidated hall, it's really indescribable.

Fang Wenqing knocked on the door, and it was a little monk who opened the door, "Little monk Zhisong, may I ask if the donor is staying overnight?"

As soon as I heard it, he was a very witty monk, and naturally there were many people staying at night.

"Yes and no. Fang Wenqing said,

"Where did you come from, and where did you not come from?" asked Zhisong, clasping his hands together.

"It comes from the body, not from the heart. Fang Wenqing replied.

"It seems that the donor is well versed in Zen Buddhism, so can he ask the donor for advice if he has the opportunity?" said Zhisong.

"I don't dare to ask for advice, Zen Buddhism has a long history and profound heritage, how can I advise, and it doesn't hurt to learn from each other. Fang Wenqing said.

"Donor, please come in. Zhisong led Fang Wenqing into the temple.

After a winding corridor and a bumpy path, I came to a fasting room and opened the door on the far left, "Donor, rest here." ”

"Master Zhisong, I live in the fasting room, but I don't want to, how can I be good?" Fang Wenqing asked.

"Donor, if you have any other requirements, the little monk can tell you on your behalf. Zhisong said.

"Fang Wenqing of Yunmen Mountain wants to ask the abbot master, and he also asks the little master to tell him on his behalf, the matter is urgent and there is no room for mistakes. Fang Wenqing said solemnly.

Without waiting for an answer, Zhisong was gone. Soon, Zhisong trotted back, "Master Abbot please." ”

As he spoke, he led Fang Wenqing to the abbot's residence.

Pushing the door in, an old monk who was nearly sixty years old sat cross-legged, and when he saw someone coming, he opened his eyes slightly, "Fang Wenqing Fang Wenqing." ”

"The younger generation has seen the abbot master. Fang Wenqing said.

"I guess there must be an urgent matter when I came to your temple late at night?" asked the abbot.

"Please forgive the junior for not being guilty, dare to ask the abbot's number?" Fang Wenqing asked.

"A word of forgiveness is spoken, and there is already a sin. The old man is a Hong. "Abbot Yihong said.

"May I ask if there is a monk named Zhikong in your temple?" Fang Wenqing asked.

"Yes. "Abbot Yihong said.

"Can you see it?" Fang Wenqing asked.

"Yes, Zhisong, let's go. Yihong stood up.

After a few small roads, he came to a room, pushed the door in, and saw a young monk sitting next to the bed, in his twenties, with a trace of nervousness mixed with his delicate appearance, at this moment, he curled up in the corner of the bed, and looked at the abbot who came in stupidly, Zhisong, when his eyes fell on Fang Wenqing, he suddenly jumped up from the corner of the bed, shouted and pounced on Fang Wenqing, and the abbot and Zhisong quickly pulled Zhikong away, took out the rope from under the bed, and tied him up.

Fang Wenqing looked at this situation, and he must have thought of what happened. I only heard the abbot say, "It is my incompetence that has caused me to be like this, guilty of sin." ”

There was a solemn atmosphere in the air.

"Presumably, Daoist Fang Wenqing is here for the matter of Liu Jia, the county seat of Yidu. Abbot Yihong continued.

Fang Wenqing noticed that when he heard Liu Jia's words, Zhikong shouted hysterically, as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Exactly. Fang Wenqing said.

"Zhisong, stay and take care of your senior brother, Daoist Fang Wenqing, come with me. The abbot commanded.

Looking at Zhikong tied up in front of him, Zhisong who was full of confusion around him, and then looking at the abbot who walked out, Fang Wenqing followed.