When the monk saw that the master had passed away, he fell to the ground and cried loudly.

Wu Shijiu remembered that he had told him that Master Wansi's Shui Lingdu attainment had been perfected, and he was also a rare monk in contemporary times, and he didn't want to see it for the first time today, but he said goodbye forever.

The three of them mourned for a while, and the fat master said to Monk Yizhen: "The master has passed away, and the master also asks for condolences." ”

After a while, Monk Yizhen kowtowed three times to Master Wansi's real body, stood up and wiped his tears, and said, "Master explained before his death that he wanted to take that thing for you, and you should come with me." ”

Without looking back, he put the iron broom on his shoulder and strode towards the backyard. Wu Shijiu and the fat man glanced at each other, and they also followed. The three of them walked through Yunshuiliao, and after a few more entrances to the temple, they came to an empty courtyard.

A towering tree in the courtyard is swaying in the wind, the branches are full of golden leaves, a gust of wind blows, the yellow leaves fall down, it is very beautiful.

Monk Yizhen walked to the big tree and saluted respectfully, pointed to a ground at the root of the tree, and said to Wu Shijiu and the fat man: "This Gongsun tree was planted by Li Shimin, Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Master said that someone buried a secret under the tree later, and it was very important. The Sprinkle family is highly poisonous at this time, and the two of them are tired of digging up this place and taking it out. ”

Wu Shijiu walked to the bottom of the tree, leaned over to dig up the soil at the root of the tree, and dug out a linoleum wrap after a while. Monk Yizhen said: "Master said that this thing must be handed over to Mr. Feng's disciple. In the future, the psychic messenger closes the spiritual gate to end the catastrophe, and it is necessary to gather the power of the nine spirits, as for how to find the nine psychic messengers, the clues are in it, you can understand it yourself. ”

The fat man said: "I haven't consulted the master yet, what happened in the temple? How could so many monks be murdered? Even Master Wansi ......."

This time when he asked about the sadness, Monk Yizhen could no longer control himself, and sat on the ground and cried. The fat man and Wu Shijiu glanced at each other, and they both thought that he had encountered great changes one after another, and it was difficult to control himself for a while, but it was also understandable.

After crying for a while, Monk Yizhen stopped crying, wiped his tears, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and collected his mind, and then said: "Five days ago, a group of people suddenly came, claiming to be the princes and ministers of Xu Guo, and they wanted to come to pay homage to the master. ”

The fat man said strangely: "Prince Xu?"

Monk Yizhen said: "That's what they said, and the Sprinkle family didn't ask much, so they went to tell the master." The Master talked with them in the main hall. The prince said that the prince of Xu said that Fang opened the spiritual gate everywhere today, which is the best time to reorganize the order of the world, saying that the four tribulations of the reincarnation of the world, the tribulation and the living calamity have passed, and the bad calamity and the empty calamity are about to arise, so we should conform to the reincarnation of the heavens, take this opportunity to overthrow the kingship of the four seas and eight desolations, and give the world the hope of rebirth. ”

Wu Shijiu didn't seem to understand it, but the fat man said: "It's all nonsense, but this person's ambition is not small." ”

Monk Yizhen said: "Master listened to him talk about the four tribulations of Buddhism, got up and put it together: If according to what the donor said, the order is restarted, there will definitely be killings all over the world, and the most suffering is the people of Limin." Such a catastrophe is not the original intention of our Buddhism's compassion. ”

Wu Shijiu thought to himself, this Ten Thousand Four Mages is really compassionate, this group of people who came here must not be good, they must have come with some kind of purpose, and if they talk to them about these truths, I am afraid that the other party will not listen to them at all.

Sure enough, I listened to the monk Yizhen say: "I don't know that these people can't listen to what the master says at all, and after chatting a few words without speculation, they said that the purpose of this trip is to ask the master to hand over this black wooden box, saying that there is a big secret hidden in it." Naturally, the master refused, and those people had to use their hands to persecute them. Originally, Master's Cloud Dust Finger and Water Spirit Secret Mantra had already taken the lead in martial arts, but those people swarmed up, and a few hard hands were really good. The master was entangled by them and couldn't get out, and except for the master and me, the other monks in this temple didn't know martial arts. Those people were extremely vicious and cruel, and in the blink of an eye, most of the monks in the temple were killed and injured. The master was heartbroken and his disciples died tragically, and he was momentarily distracted, and was hit by three people at the same time, suffering extremely serious internal injuries. Later, later ......"

Speaking of this, Monk Yizhen cried silently again, and the fat master and Wu Shijiu were silent when they thought about the tragic scene at that time. I think he desperately protected Master Wansi to break out of the siege and hid, but the other monks were not spared.

After calming down his emotions, Monk Yizhen said: "What the monks of my temple risked their lives to save is the hand-drawn book of the disguised picture of hell treasured in this wooden box. ”

The fat man said: "This hell in disguise, is it Wu Daozi's work?"

Monk Yizhen said: "Amitabha, the donor is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is right, the disguised picture of hell is painted by Wu Daozi. ”

The fat man said: "I remember that the hell disguise picture was painted on the wall of Zhao Jinggong Temple in Chang'an City, and I have never heard of this picture and a hand-drawn book. ”

Wu Shijiu said: "Do you mean that the Tang Dynasty painted the saint Wu Daozi? I remember that this person was mentioned in the history textbook, and his achievements in calligraphy and painting were very high, but I had never heard of this hell in disguise. ”

The fat man said: "Master Xuanzong, the abbot of Zhaojinggong Temple, invited Wu Daozi to paint, but Wu Daozi was greedy for a cup and misunderstood, and Master Xuanzong waited for him for a long time, thinking that the other party had something to do, so he asked another young imperial city painter Huangfu Zhen to paint on his behalf. That Wu Daozi was drunk and learned that he was furious, and he impulsively bought a murder and killed the emperor. After waking up, he was annoyed, full of self-blame and remorse and had nowhere to vent, so he came to Zhao Jinggong Temple to ask for guilt and painted the most peculiar painting in the world. ”

Monk Yizhen said: "Amitabha, that's exactly the case. The brush is furious and eerie, depicting the horrified faces of those who have gone to hell when they are punished. Wu Daozi does not paint the horror of hell, but he can use it to produce a deterrent power that is more terrifying than evil ghosts, so as soon as the painting came out, the people in Chang'an City came to watch. But everyone who saw this painting began to reflect on the sins they had done, and even the butchers in the market did not want to kill again. ”

Wu Shijiu said: "A painting has such a shocking power, it is really powerful. But I have a question, Master, what do those people who came to Master Wansi want this hand-drawn book for?"

Monk Yizhen smiled bitterly: "This is the mystery, it is said that what Wu Daozi painted on the wall is just a painting to warn the world." If you want to save the people of the world from fire and water, you need to crack the way. So, he drafted a separate hand-drawn book. Wu Daozi understood the gods and ghosts, predicted the danger of the afterlife, and hid all the clues to save the world in this hand-painted book. For hundreds of years, generations of abbots of Guanyin Dragon Elephant Temple have guarded this secret. Just as the Venerable Yu Qia Man guarded the secrets of the spiritual gate all his life, and just as the Venerable Master fulfilled his friend's wish for a promise. The poor monk's mentor has been guarding this picture book all his life, just waiting for the most suitable person to appear. Until then, no one will want to take it. He just said that he would hand over this picture book to you, so I must know who is the most suitable person. ”

The fat man looked at Wu Shijiu and said: "My junior brother is one of the psychic messengers, and the master said that he came from the world after nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and he was the first person to pass through the spiritual gate. ”

Monk Yizhen said: "It turns out that the person the master said is Master Wushi. ”

Wu Shijiu scratched his head and said: "Actually, I haven't really understood, although everyone says that I have a long way to go and a heavy responsibility, but what should I do to close the spiritual gate, and where to find other psychic messengers, I myself am also confused." ”

Monk Yizhen said: "Presumably, this hand-painted book is the key. Those people who want to snatch this picture book may also know something. ”

Wu Shijiu said: "I take the liberty of asking the master, what are the characteristics of those murderers?"

Monk Yizhen hated and said: "These people are all wearing hats, veils to cover their faces, wearing brown robes, and the word 'Xu' is embroidered on everyone's chest. plus the self-proclaimed prince of the king, he has a lot of hard hands and good kung fu. ”

The fat master said: "In terms of the skill of the four masters, the water spirit mantra is unique in the world, if his old man carries the water spirit decision, and draws the water of the surrounding Guanyin Divine Spring, or the water of the river, the person who floods the attacker, it is not impossible to fight off the strong enemy with leisure and hard work." ”

Wu Shijiu's heart moved, and suddenly remembered that it was mentioned in the "Hug Xuan Heart Sutra" that the water spirit is practiced to the end, as long as there is a water source around, it can be mobilized for its own use. If you can mobilize the water sources of rivers, lakes and seas, you can even form huge waves to impact your opponents. Hearing what the fat master said, presumably the water spirit of the four mages has been cultivated to this realm.

Monk Yizhen said: "If this is the case, how can those people live." Master often said that there are still 84,000 lives in a drop of water, not to mention that there are so many monks and visitors in the temple. He was an old man of compassion and had always opposed the use of magic to hurt people. ”

The fat man sighed: "The master is merciful, and the robbers are even more fearless, but it's a pity that the monks in this monastery are ......."

As he was talking, Monk Yizhen shook his body, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out: "The two of you take the picture book and leave, I am having a toxic attack at the moment, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it for long." ”

Wu Shijiu was about to step forward to help him, but Monk Yizhen waved his hand: "Don't come here, this is the poison of the beetle snake, it is the most powerful, and the person who touches it will be killed immediately." ”

"Snake venom?" the fat man said in surprise: "The offender is a member of the Heavenly Miasma Sect?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard someone chattering in the air and laughing: "Dead bald donkey, you don't know how to lift up good words, you have to meet with swords, you take it out early, won't you be spared the pain of this flesh and skin?"

As he spoke, a brown figure jumped down from the tree and rushed straight to Wu Shijiu, about to grab the wooden box. Monk Yi Zhen shouted, "Be careful, he is the one who injured me with poison." ”

Wu Shijiu's left foot retreated, and his right foot drew a circle and lifted three consecutive feet, which was no different from kicking Mo Qizi's three feet, which was exactly the trick in the innate twelve styles. Before the man could dodge, he was kicked in the chest and thrown out. Wu Shijiu's fire spirit skills at this time were already extraordinary, and he was annoyed that he had injured Monk Yizhen, and this kick used seventy percent of his strength. The man spurted blood from his mouth after falling, struggling to get up, but he fell down again and lay on the ground gasping for breath.

At this time, I heard someone on the roof: "One move to defeat the enemy, the child is really a little tricky." ”

Wu Shijiu followed the sound and looked, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, a gust of wind was blowing in his face, and he hadn't seen the enemy clearly, the opponent's fists had arrived, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, holding the wooden box with one hand, not dodging or dodging, and grabbing the other side with the other hand. This grasp was waiting for work, forcing the other party to turn sideways to save himself, at this time Wu Shijiu changed the grasp to peck, and the second move had arrived, and he went straight to the wind point behind the opponent's ear. The man was startled, hurriedly retreated, Wu Shijiu stepped on a foot and was stuck in the other party's position, slammed it with the elbow holding the wooden box, and hit the man's ribs, only to hear a soft sound, the man's left rib was all broken, and he fell to the ground with a painful "ahhhhhh

Only then did Wu Shijiu see clearly that the two of them were wearing brown robes, wearing hats, and their faces were covered by veils, so they couldn't see clearly. There is a big "Xu" character embroidered on the placket, which is exactly the group of people described by Monk Yizhen.

The two times he fought, he hit the other party seriously in one or two moves, although the monk Zhen was surprised, the fat man opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say, just a few months, this little junior brother's kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds, it is really unbelievable.

Wu Shijiu knew that Xianyu Qia was full of the poison of the beetle snake of the Heavenly Miasma Gate, and heard that the first attacker was the person who let the poisonous snake bite the monk Zhenzhen, so he walked quickly to the man and said, "Bring the antidote to the beetle snake." ”

The man was kicked by him and broke a row of ribs in front of his chest, and he was so painful that he didn't lie down or sit or sit down, but just covered his chest and groaned, and the fat man said: "The beetle snake is fed with different poisons, and the poison of each snake is different, and the antidote is not the same. ”

Wu Shijiu searched, and first found a skin bag, which seemed to have something wriggling inside, about the thickness of a finger, soft as boneless, and the fat man said: "Be careful, it may be the beetle snake he raised." ”

Wu Shijiu slammed the skin bag on the ground and stepped on it a few times: "This poisonous thing, it's also a scourge to keep it, so let's step on it as soon as possible." "Poor man, the beetle snake that the man had been carefully feeding for many years, was trampled into a pulp of flesh a few times.

Wu Shijiu went to the man's arms to look for it again, and sure enough, he found more than ten small porcelain bottles, but he didn't know which one was the antidote to the poison of the beetle snake, and asked, "Hey, which one can solve the poison of the beetle snake?"

I heard a shrill voice outside the backyard door: "The purple medicine bottle is the antidote to the poison of the beetle." ”

Wu Shijiu looked for prestige, but the man did not show up, and when he looked down, there was indeed a purple medicine bottle in this pile of small porcelain bottles, and after opening it, a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs came to his nose.

The voice said, "Three pills at a time, you can take it internally." It's just that detoxification takes two hours, and I'm afraid you won't live to that time, hahahaha......"