The moon shadow is sparse, cold and gloomy.

"Boom-"

A bell rang, echoing in the overgrown wilderness, so abrupt.

The temple was covered with dust and the walls were covered with cobwebs.

The four monkeys were sleeping soundly in the temple at the moment, when they suddenly heard the bell and were startled at the same time.

The four of them quietly came outside, looked at the surrounding scenery, and were immediately dumbfounded.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the light moonlight seemed to be far away, and it seemed more and more treacherous.

A flock of night birds suddenly woke up in the dense forest not far away and scattered in all directions.

Then the whole forest was noisy.

A glimmer of fire lit up from the forest, like fireflies floating in the air, and then the fire turned into a dim lantern hanging from the treetops, and the whole forest lit up.

Gradually, there were voices rising and falling in the forest, and the voices of people became louder and louder, more and more, mysterious and mysterious, the trees in the entire mountain forest disappeared, and the thick fog slowly dispersed, revealing a bazaar.

There was no one in a radius of several miles, except for the sudden appearance of a bazaar.

"Monkey, what's going on?" Tang Xuansong looked at the forest in the distance and suddenly turned into a market, and asked the monkey.

The monkey looked at the sudden bazaar and found that it was not a trick, but a real one. This made him full of curiosity, so he said to the three people around him: "This market is very strange, let's go inside and take a look." ”

So, the four of them went to the market.

In the distance, two small shadows appeared in the weeds, and they were two rabbits with ghostly heads and brains looking around.

Their fur glows under the moon, one gray and one white.

The gray rabbit has long thin whiskers and is a little old. The white rabbit's eyes are bright and reddish, and it looks simple and cute.

The two rabbits stood like humans and walked towards the night market.

As he walked, the gray rabbit took on a gray cloth garment and turned into an old man.

The white rabbit turned into a child dressed in white and tied to the sky.

"Grandpa, can I not go to the Demon City?"

"No, grandpa will take you to see the world. ”

The child in white said: "Grandpa, I heard that there is an old monster in the demon market, who eats people's hearts raw every day, and makes wine with bile, and when no one eats it, even the monster eats it." ”

The old man suddenly stopped, showed a frightened look, covered the child's mouth and said, "Be quiet, you don't want to die, dare to say such nonsense!"

The child's eyes flashed with horror, and he quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

The old man then relieved his face and said, "That adult is not something we can discuss, not to mention whether the rumors are true or not, even if it is true, there will be no danger today." ”

"Lan Ruo Demon City is newly opened, if that adult kills the demon casually, no one will go to the demon market in the future. And when the demon market opens, all the demons and monsters in this radius will go to congratulate, if we don't go......"

Before he finished speaking, the child had already understood the meaning.

Not only this pair of ancestors and grandchildren, but there are monsters walking towards the demon city from all directions.

The mountain of the demon city is not high, but the vitality is abnormal, and there are countless plants growing in it, such as vines, pines and cypresses, grass and wild flowers, which can be seen everywhere.

Go up the mountain, walk through the zigzag path, the mountainside is open and flat, there is a barren temple, that is, Lanruo Temple, and only the vicinity of Lanruo Temple is desolate.

Around the temple is the demon market.

The ghosts and goblins in the demon market hung lanterns and set up stalls, and ghost lamps also appeared in this temple, and the lights shone down, and a nine-story stone tower rose in front of the entire deserted temple.

The four corners of the stone building cornice, each layer of the eaves are hung under an octagonal copper bell, when the wind blows up, it jingles, but it is like the sigh of a delicate woman in the boudoir.

Boys and girls who were born pink and white were busy decorating the stone building, and women who were born as beautiful as flowers were covered with scarves, entering and exiting the building, decorating the landscape in the building.

At this time, a girl in a pink skirt pointed to the broken plaque at the entrance of the stone building and asked, "Sister Xiaoqian, what should I do with this plaque?"

This plaque is old and crawling with moss, and a crack almost splits the plaque, and the gold characters on it have peeled off, and the three big characters written on the plaque can be vaguely recognized.

"Lanruoji Temple"

The woman called Xiaoqian was born with a beautiful face, even if the woman saw it, she had to say I was pitiful.

It's just this plaque, but it really stumped her.

Xiao Qian waved her hand and said, "Let's go do other things first, this plaque will be kept for the time being." After all, the golden plaque of Lanruo Temple is unusual, and I don't know my grandmother's mind, so I will ask my grandmother and then dispose of it. ”

Xiao Qian walked through the stone building with the plaque, walked through the courtyard behind the stone building, and walked straight into the abandoned temple.

This plaque is carved out of a cohesive stone, but in Xiao Qian's hands, it is as light as nothing.

Most of the temples have been abandoned, all the Buddha statues have been smashed, the gold paint on the Buddha on the Daxiong Treasure Hall has been stripped away, and the whole temple, only a scripture building and a few monks' rooms are still empty.

The monk's house was deserted, the door was empty, and the ground was crawling with vines and weeds.

Grandma is the master of these people, the master of the entire demon city, ruling everyone in Lanruo Demon City.

Xiaoqian died near the demon city more than ten years ago, and was buried around Lanruo Temple, because she died in a foreign land, her soul was helpless, and she was taken in by her grandmother to do things for her.

Even though Xiaoqian is pleased with her grandmother because of her politeness and beauty, she doesn't know much about her grandmother.

Xiao Qian only knew that her grandmother's body was a tree, which grew behind Lanruo Temple, and she didn't know anything about the rest.

Grandma is cold and cruel by nature, moody, in order to practice demon law, often order them, these beautiful female ghosts to seduce passers-by, only Xiao Qian came in the past ten years, she has killed nearly 100 lives, and the bones and remains are buried under the tree.

Walking to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion behind Lanruo Temple, Xiao Qian didn't dare to move anymore.

She stood at the door of the Scripture Pavilion, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Grandma." ”

An indistinguishable voice came from inside the Scripture Pavilion, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xiaoqian. ”

"Xiao Qian. The voice in the Pavilion was elusive and intriguing.

"Xiaoqian, you're not in the demon city, what are you doing in the apse?"

Xiao Qian held the plaque of Lanruo Temple above her head and said, "Grandma, this plaque of Lanruo Temple ......"

Squeak~

The door of the Scripture Pavilion opened by itself, and in the dim light and shadow, a mottled and ugly face covered with tree bark appeared in front of Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian was excited and lowered her head.

"Xiaoqian, what do you see?"

Xiaoqian's forehead oozed fine and dense cold sweat, "Grandma......"

Grandma stretched out her hand mottled like old bark, and her slender claws flashed with cold light on her hand, with a bloody breath.

These hands gently stroked Xiao Qian's head.

Xiao Qian's heart was full of fear, and her whole body was trembling, but she didn't dare to move.

However, Grandma didn't do anything to her, just gently stroked it twice, and the gentle smell of grass and trees fluttered on the tip of her nose.

Grandma's hands were a little warm, and the gentle touch seemed to soothe more than reproach.

Xiao Qian felt that she was dizzy, at this time, she could still think about these miscellaneous things.

Grandma took her hand away, and the black wide robe hung down in front of Xiao Qian's eyes.

Her hand was light, and the plaque had been taken away by her grandmother.

"Go get busy. ”

Grandma's voice was clear and cold, but in Xiaoqian's eyes, it was extremely pleasant, she answered yes and took two steps back cautiously.

The door of the Scripture Pavilion slowly closed in front of Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian breathed a sigh of relief, stepped up, and left Lanruo Temple.

It was dark outside the Scripture Pavilion.

A huge locust tree almost obscured the sky and the sun, covering the entire Pavilion in the shade.

The vine drooped down from the locust tree, and its thick roots sprouted out of the ground, priing up the entire pavilion and detaching it from the ground.

Grandma's whole body was shrouded in a deep darkness, and the black curtain covered his figure.

"Lanruo Temple, Lanruo Temple! ”

It chuckled, stroked the stone plaque in its hand, and sighed softly.

A few days ago, grandma was still "grandma".

Appears in the image of a stunning beauty, with a golden hairpin and a cloud bun, and a ring.

However, now, he is no longer a "grandmother", and the whole person, like a straw puppet, is wrapped under the bark of a tree.

In fact, this is Grandma's real body - a tree without gender.

This is the demon market, hundreds of years ago there was a demon born on this mountain, called the old demon of Montenegro.

However, the old demon of Montenegro was then suppressed in the yin soil, and the master who suppressed him established Lanruo Temple in the demon market.

Hundreds of years later, the evil Buddha came here, and the Lanruo Temple decayed, and then on this mountain, a grandmother was born.

Grandma is a locust tree in front of the window of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I heard that the monk chanted a Jiazi and opened up the spiritual wisdom.

It's a pity that then Lanruo Temple declined, the Buddha nature was defeated by the demonic nature, and the grandmother also fell into the evil way.

Eating a pedestrian to practice an evil method or something is just a piece of cake.

The real great evil is to turn Lanruo Temple into a demon city, attract demons and humans from all over the world to come, and turn yourself into a real great demon king.

It's a pity that grandma's heart is not small, but her ability is not enough.

Grandma's cultivation is the shoddy spells left in the secret cave of Montenegro by the old demon of Montenegro back then, swallowing the essence of Taiyin, devouring people's hearts and sucking blood, which is unsystematic and has endless troubles.

Grandma listened to a Jiazi's scriptures outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and it was not in vain that he listened to them, and he hit the idea on a Buddhist scripture in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

It took several months of hard work to finally break the Buddha's light on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today, but at the last moment, the Buddhist scriptures flew out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, hit the heavenly spirit, shattered the soul and died.

I don't know why, it was already gone, but it reunited and revived at the moment when its soul was broken, but it became ugly.