Since the battle of Xingzhou City, the prince Yuanhao fell into the spiritual gate and disappeared, and Li Deming, the king of Xiping, was unpleasant to eat every day, and often woke up in his dreams. Although many sentinels were sent to inquire about the news, there was never Yuan Hao's whereabouts. He also asked Wujuntang to practice divination, and asked the royal shaman bishop to observe the sky at night, and said that the main star was shining, and it should be the successor of the royal family, and the blood was prosperous.

But there is no news after Yuan Hao fell into the spiritual gate, but it is also an indisputable fact.

In the Xuanwu treasure box, a turtle and a snake poked their heads out from time to time to point in a certain direction, Li Deming knew that it must be the spiritual gate that was opened everywhere again, and he didn't know how many demons and evil beasts were released to come out for the suffering. At the same time, the military divisions in various parts of Western Xia also reported that some people were infested by evil beasts, and documents asking for help were constantly handed to the desk of King Xiping.

At this time, the psychic messenger disappeared mysteriously, and the matter of closing the spiritual door became even more confusing. Helpless, Li Deming had no choice but to ask Fengbeard to send disciples again to inquire about Wu Shijiu's news.

failed to protect Wu Shijiu, and the fat man was reprimanded by the wind beard. However, he traveled very widely in the rivers and lakes, and it didn't take long for him to find out that Mo Qizi, the thunder runner in Mr. Shiling, had a relationship with Wu Shijiu, and learned that Wu Shijiu had appeared in Jizhou, so he rushed over, and sure enough, he heard that Wu Shijiu and Shuangxi were in Liangfu.

The fat man Feige sent a message to inform Fengbeard about Wu Shijiu's whereabouts, and Fengbeard replied, asking them not to return to Xingzhou City, and immediately set off to Chang'an Zhongnan Mountain Guanyin Longxiang Temple. Wu Shijiu heard that the master had a task to explain, so he didn't dare to delay, although he had the intention to invite him to go together, but he didn't know for what reason.

Seeing that the fat man always avoided himself and whispered to Wu Shijiu, it was obvious that there were important matters that were inconvenient for him to participate. She has always had a strong temperament, and at this time, she knew that Wu Shijiu had made up her mind, and if he didn't speak, why should she bother with this. Then he quietly left the "Hugging Xuan Heart Sutra" in Wu Shijiu's room and said goodbye without saying goodbye.

When she left, Wu Shijiu couldn't help but feel sad in her heart: the two of them have been walking together for more than three months, and the tacit understanding is increasing day by day, and they can't go through the rivers and lakes together after that, so they are a little reluctant. But the master urged him tightly, how could he allow him to grow in love with his children at this time. I had to follow the fat man day and night and go to Chang'an.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Jingzhao Prefecture had thirteen counties under its jurisdiction, including Chang'an, Xianyang and other large counties. That Chang'an is the ancient capital of the six dynasties, since the Tang Dynasty, although turbulent and warful, but densely populated, abundant products, since ancient times there are mountains and rivers four stops. During the Song Dynasty, the demand for land transportation was greater, and Chang'an gradually faded out of people's field of vision because it was not suitable for transportation, and the political center slowly shifted to the "four capitals".

However, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties has its own irreplaceable place, where the ancient style and ancient appearance, the towers, halls, temples and temples are numerous, and it also attracts the people of the world and the people of the rivers and lakes to stop.

More than 60 miles south of Chang'an, there is a hundred-year-old ancient temple under the mountain of Zhongnan, it is famous for enshrined in the statue of Guanyin Buddha, it is said that Wei Zheng went to heaven to enforce the law, cut the dragon eighteen sections, the dragon head fell down and turned into the dragon head village, the dragon tail turned into the eight villages of Zhang, the dragon body fell on the east and west sides of a sacred spring, incarnated into eighteen ravines, there is the dragon to protect the Guanyin said, therefore, this ancient temple is also called the Guanyin Dragon Elephant Temple.

On this day, Wu Shijiu and Fat Ye came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. It is already late autumn, Guanyin Longxiang Temple a huge mountain gate stands quietly, the ancient trees in front of the door are towering, the fallen leaves are colorful, it seems that no one has cleaned for a period of time. The two vermilion lacquer doors were closed, a thin layer of ash fell on the knocker, and the plaque was covered with cobwebs, and it was solemn.

Wu Shijiu said: "Senior brother, the incense in this temple doesn't seem to be prosperous, are you sure that the master wants us to come here?"

The fat man took out the letter and unfolded it, and the upper right corner of the letter read "Chang'an Zhongnan Mountain Guanyin Longxiang Temple", and in the middle there were two big characters "Emperor Tree", and there was no other information.

"Master said this, there must be a reason for him, let's hand over the prayer post first. As he spoke, the fat man took out the prayer note and stepped forward to knock on the door. Who knew that just after two slaps, the huge mountain gate fell inward with a "bang", raising a thick cloud of smoke and dust, choking the two of them straight back.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the two of them saw clearly that the temple was quiet and empty. The fat man slowly pulled out the kun double knife from his waist and walked in cautiously. A huge temple, visitors patted the mountain gate twice, the two gates actually fell in response, and no one came out for a long time, which made this ancient temple more mysterious and weird.

Suddenly, on the way to the main hall, a black shadow flew through the patio, making a "quack" sound, and when Wu Shijiu looked up, it was a group of crows that were frightened and flew up from the roof. A few of them landed on the ground, bouncing and getting closer, before flapping their wings and flying away. Wu Shijiu's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that the crow had flesh and blood hanging on its mouth, and he had eaten raw meat from nowhere, he was huge, his eyes were fierce, and he was not afraid of people at all.

"Senior brother, why do I think this temple is gloomy? You see that crow still has bloody raw meat hanging from its mouth, this is a vegetarian place, where do they eat the meat from?"

Wu Shijiu was talking, suddenly a gust of wind blew overhead, and the true qi in his body immediately gave birth to an induction, he didn't raise his head, slapped his palm into the air, and the flames erupted, only to hear a crow "ahhhhh At the same time, the fat man swung his double knife and cut an attacking crow into two pieces, and the other crows did not dare to approach when they saw this, and they all landed far away on the tree.

"This crow is so powerful that it dares to attack us. ”

"This is a man-eating crow, and it is also a strange beast that comes out of the spiritual gate, greedy for rotten flesh and blood, can smell flesh and blood from a hundred miles away, strange, how can this evil beast appear in the temple?"

As he spoke, the fat man raised his voice and said loudly: "Zhuge Leng of Fenghuo Hall, Wu Shijiu came to visit at the order of his mentor Fengbeard, is there anyone in the temple?"

The echo was heard far away, but no one answered. The two of them came to the door of the main hall with courage, and at this time the door of the main hall was empty, and it was dark inside, and it was hard to see clearly. The fat man stepped forward and patted the door gently, the door slowly opened with a "squeak", and a cloud of mung bean flies buzzed out of the temple door, and then the strong smell of blood came out, and the scene inside made the two stunned on the spot.

There were more than a dozen monks lying all over the ground, some wearing gray cloth robes and some wearing pale yellow robes, all of them covered in blood, each with at least two or three fatal wounds, some of them had their throats cut, some of their hearts were pierced with sharp weapons, and some of their arms or legs were cut off and scattered on the ground. The Buddha statue in the main hall was also pushed to the ground, and it was a mess.

The fat man walked to the corpses of several monks, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and examined it carefully.

The corpses were bloodstained with black and red, their wounds were eroded, and some even gave birth to maggots. Some of the wounds were cut by sharp weapons, some were crushed by blunt objects, some were hit by poisonous hidden weapons and turned purple, and some had no wounds on their bodies, but their faces were pale, apparently they were killed by heavy hands.

Throughout the whole hall, the incense case Buddha statues and other things are scattered, the victims are all monks, but the injuries of the dead are different, I think it is a vicious battle, the number of both sides is quite large.

"Shijiu, let's go to Yunshuiliao to see if there are any monks alive. ”

After all, the fat master has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, although he was inevitably surprised when he saw the corpses of the monks all over the ground for the first time, he quickly calmed down: "If someone suddenly comes to visit at this time, I am afraid that you and I will not be able to speak clearly, it is best to find the surviving monks and ask for clarification." It's okay for the two of us, even if we burden Master, then there is really no redemption for death. ”

Yunshuiliao is the residence of the monks, after the main hall, and through several side halls, it is to the area of the meditation room.

Along the way, I saw several monks' violent corpses on the road, all of them were seriously injured, and a few man-eating crows were pecking at the dead corpses, and the more the two of them went inside, the more their hearts sank.

Most of the doors of Yunshuiliao are open, and there are some monks' corpses lying inside, some of which have been pecked by cannibal crows to the skeleton, and the whole meditation room is full of terrifying and strange atmosphere.

Walking to the innermost meditation room, the door was empty, and when it was pushed open, it was empty. The two walked in and saw that although the space of the meditation room was large, the furnishings were very simple, a couch, a desk, and a tea set and a few scriptures were placed on the desk.

The fat man suddenly said loudly: "Shijiu, there is no one here, should we go somewhere else to see." ”

Wu Shijiu didn't understand why he suddenly raised his voice without a head, turned his head to look, and saw that he was talking while winking at himself, and pointed to a tea bowl on the table.

It turned out that the water in the tea bowl was still steaming, and I thought that someone had stayed here just now.

Wu Shijiu took a breath of true breath and was secretly on guard, while deliberately raising his voice and said, "Okay, let's go to the backyard to have a look." ”

The fat man walked lightly to the couch, observed carefully, and gently lifted the futon, and sure enough, there was a small pull ring hidden underneath. The two looked at each other and nodded. The fat man jerked the ring upward, and a plank was lifted, revealing a boxy hole.

The two men were about to look in, when suddenly a huge broom stretched out and hit them in the face.

It came down very suddenly, but fortunately the two of them had been on guard, and each sideways avoided the blow, and then retreated out the door. I heard a loud shout in the cave, a fat monk rushed out with a broom in his hand, and rushed out to the door, he held the broom horizontally, and his huge body blocked the door and shouted: "I see which melon skin thief dares to come and die!"

This monk was born very tall and burly, with a big dark face, a pair of big eyes like copper bells, the fleshy head and nose accounted for almost one-third of the big face, two big lips turned up and down, the ring scars on the top of the head were the size of thumb covers, and two big hands like a fan held a broom cast of pig iron, standing at the door panting, sweating profusely, looking purple, as if poisoned.

When the fat man saw the iron broom in the monk's hand, he had already guessed eight or nine points in his heart, and hurriedly retreated a few steps, clenching his fists and arching his hands: "Dare to ask the monk if he is Master Zhen?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, panting and asked: "What's the matter, you melon skin dog thieves, don't want to hurt my master, see which one dares to take half a step forward, and the Sprinkle family will definitely fight with him." ”

The fat master hurriedly said: "The master misunderstood, in the lower wind and fire hall Zhuge cold, this is my junior brother Wu Shijiu, we came to visit on the order of the teacher Feng Huzi, today when I first arrived at the treasure temple, I found that the main hall suffered such a huge change, so I wanted to look near this meditation room to see if Master Wansi is safe?"

Monk Yizhen was about to answer, when he heard an old voice in the meditation room say: "It turns out that Mr. Feng has arrived, and the old man has lost his welcome, and I hope that the two donors will not be strange." As he spoke, an old monk in a white robe walked out of the door. The monk next to him hurriedly asked, "Master, why did you come out?" The old monk shook his head and said word by word: "All laws are empty, cause and effect are not bad, this is a fixed number." ”

The fat master hurriedly gave a deep salute: "The junior Zhuge is cold-hearted, and he has seen Master Wansi. ”

Wu Shijiu saw that the four mages had thin cheeks, two long white eyebrows drooped, and he looked to be in his eighties, and his gray beard was stained with a lot of blood.

He couldn't bear it in his heart, so he stepped forward and hugged Master Wansi with his hand and said, "Who injured the mage?

Master Wansi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that it was a strange young man, and he was very surprised: "The internal force of the little donor comes from Mr. Baiyun's Xuanyi faction, but it also has the pure yang nature of Bi Fang's fire sac. ”

"My name is Wu Shijiu. ”

Wu Shijiu...... Wu Shijiu...... You are a disciple of Mr. Feng, presumably you are...... Mmmm, yes, yes...... Very good, very good. ”

As he spoke, he gently shook off Wu Shijiu's hand and said: "Lord Wu is kind, the old man has understood it, and he is about to be an ancient person, so don't waste the true qi of the donor." ”

After saying this, Master Wan Si seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his body, slowly sat down, meditated cross-legged, and breathed for a long time. Monk Yizhen was so anxious that he rubbed his hands and stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to reach out to help him, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The fat man said: "Dare to ask the master, what happened in the temple? When we came, the front hall was full of monks' remains. ”

Master Wan Si smiled weakly: "I wrote to your master and asked him to send someone to my temple to pick up an important thing...... Those people are just one step ahead of you. ”

As he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The fat man was shocked and hurriedly said, "Master don't say it yet, I'll help you go to the meditation room to rest." The monk threw away the iron broom, knelt on the ground, and just kowtowed, his face full of tears.

Master Wansi shook his head: "Everything is a fixed number, there is a cause in the front, there is an effect in the after, the reincarnation of cause and effect, and there will be this calamity in the end." The four calamities of Buddhism, especially the bad calamities, will not escape this calamity. At the end of the catastrophe, the life expectancy of 84,000 years has ended, and it is time for my generation to fight to prevent the collapse of the hellish sentient realm. The two of you can follow me to the backyard under the Emperor's Tree, take out the thing, and then all kinds of fate will meet, and I hope you will seize the opportunity and do your best. ”

Afterwards, Master Wan Si stopped talking, but just meditated cross-legged with a kind smile on his face. After waiting for a while, he was still silent, and the fat man stepped forward to take his pulse, and his heart was gloomy.

"Mage...... The mage is dead. ”