Fifty miles outside Sioux City, Bayin Mountain.

This is a shortcut from the northwest to Sioux City, and it is also one of only two mountains near Sioux City.

Although the mountain is not high, there are many trees in the forest; the pine is inserted into the Han, and the trees are dry. It's the middle of summer, but the day is like spring, and the night is like autumn, and there is no sense of ordinary heat and dryness.

Although the mountains are good, there are very few people who come and go. When it comes to the reason, it is all because there is a bandit's den on this mountain, and there are "eight kings" in the nest.

The "Eight Kings", although they have occupied the mountain for many years, it has been a matter of recent years. In the ordinary world, he led a group of mountain bandits to sweep houses and houses, plunder, and did not pay attention to morality, regardless of good or evil, and only sought to do what he wanted; when he was rising, he did not shy away from even the obscene things of pouring dung on the Buddha's head and scraping gold in the face of the gods, and he really became a local tyrant who talked about the small people.

At this moment, it is time to enter the Yin. And the bandit nest in the Eight Sound Mountain is still bright.

A long table, twenty wooden chairs on the left and right; on the table, the birds are on the plate, the beasts are in the bowl, the mountains are not spared, the seafood is not stingy, the cups and plates are messy, and the chips are staggered, so it is a hot feasting scene. At the top of the long table, about half a stone's throw away, is a high platform, on which a tiger skin Taishi chair is placed. On the chair sat a man with a rotten face: black hair tied together and braided to the sky; his right eye seemed to be injured, covered with an ochre-colored mucer skin blindfold, and his left eye was hanged and quite incongruous; his face was gray and bearded; there was a swollen sore in the middle of his left cheek, and there was a lot of pus, a little of which had been ulcerated. Although the figure is not very burly, the face is dull and uncomfortable at a glance.

This one, who is not a person, is the well-known leader of the mountain bandits, the Eight Kings.

Under the banquet, there was a person, holding a bowl in both hands, got up and saluted the eight kings.

"Eight kings, I heard that on the Baoji Nunnery in the suburbs of Suzhou City, Fang got a sitting sister-in-law, described as a life, sitting upright and not crooked. The day after tomorrow, a dozen bhikshunis in the nunnery will perform the grand ceremony of the ascension of the living Buddha, and the people from near and far will bow down and pay respects, and then they will be incinerated by throwing themselves into the fire, using their bodies as a key to open the door of convenience and lead the path of Bodhi. ”

When the rest of the people heard it, they were all speechless, and the wine bowls touched each other, and they spoke one after another.

When the time comes, the believers will be so afraid that they will break through the door of the treasure hermitage. ”

"In this way, the sesame oil money, I am afraid that it will break your and my hemp pockets. ”

"Oil money is secondary, but I don't know that there are some beautiful sisters in the nunnery? If there are some people who look like Mao Yan and look like Sai Xizi in the empty door, they will be willing to be strong, and they will also do the good of sacrificing themselves to feed the tiger, and accumulate the virtue of crossing people's bliss. ”

After some foul language, I saw that the eight kings shook the wine bowl in their palms, bowed their bodies slightly, picked up the boots scattered under the seat and threw them on the extremely girl-colored head shell, raised their eyebrows and were angry, "You little killer with no liver and no lungs! Didn't Lao Tzu say it earlier, whether it is to rob the rich and help the poor, or to deceive the good and far from the evil, on our mountain, there is nothing black and white, nothing good or bad, the picture is a happy one! Only one is the same - women, if Lao Tzu doesn't touch it, you group of little forgetful eight can't touch it." A bunch of spine-beating stuff! I can't remember what grandpa said, but I just forgot eight?"

The eight kings scolded and scolded, and at the beginning of their necks went to the lotus support, hesitated for a moment, raised their palms and scratched the back of their heads, and rubbed their backs on the chair twice. After scratching half a cup of tea, it seemed that he was not very effective, and he was about to scratch the foot bag in addition to being happy, but he was stunned again, smacking his lips, but he put his hands to the ankles and made the foot bag firm.

"What is so good about the nun temple? Lao Tzu, this Eight Sound Mountain is short of food, and one by one, the poor have broken their backbones, and they are still thinking about a few hangs of oil money in the upper nunnery...... "The eight kings opened their eyes again, and their mouths couldn't stop coming out, "Lao Tzu asked, did you forget the eight lambs raised by your parents? Is it raised by a little lady or a son of a bitch?"

The person who just spoke foul words knew the temperament of the Eight Great Kings, and let him pour down his head and face with a good meal, but he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyelids, and he didn't dare to say a word more.

One end of the long table was close to the place of the Eight Great Kings, and the other person had a long shirt with wide sleeves and starry sideburns, looking as if he had read a book for a few years. Seeing this situation, he slowly fell down, arched his hand directly at the eight kings, and said to himself slowly: "What the eight kings said is very reasonable. Do you know why those guys in Sancai Mountain were suppressed by the officials and soldiers a few months ago?"

When the eight kings heard this, their heads and necks tilted, and they turned their heads lazily, "Military advisor, Sancai Mountain and Lao Tzu's Bayin Mountain are facing each other from east to west." Sioux City is surrounded by only our two hills. Although Lao Tzu and their well water are not in touch with the river water, but looking at the tragic strength of the bone accumulation plateau after the war...... "The eight kings shook their eyebrows and said coldly: "The so-called rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and things hurt it...... Lao Tzu saw that the three-colored mountain was taken by a nest, where can he be happy in his heart?" The voice fell, and the eight kings raised their eyelids, and saw the military advisor in front of him raising his eyebrows lightly, and his eyes were shining. The eight kings' hearts tightened, raised their palms and grabbed the small half leg of mutton on the side of the seat, and threw it straight to the military division.

"Strategist, I've rewarded you. Lao Tzu has nothing to do recently, glanced at the book you entered, picked up a few words and read them again. This look is not tight, Lao Tzu is more and more crepe when he speaks, and the saliva smells more and more sour. ”

When the military advisor heard the voice, he bowed his head in response, looked at the leg of mutton in front of him, and then glanced at the hand of the eight kings scratching their foot bags, the corners of their lips trembled, Gu Lan looked around, and hurriedly continued, "Eight kings, there are eighty-seven mouths up and down the Sancai Mountain, and all of them were spared overnight, and they all folded under the official saber. The military advisor paused, and then snorted coldly: "If you talk about the reason, I'm afraid it has something to do with the Linghe Temple in the north of Sancai Mountain." ”

"Linghe Temple?" the Eight Kings rolled their eyes and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, I've never heard of it. ”

Seeing this, the military advisor blinked twice, and said with a sneer: "On Sancai Mountain, there are also one or two of my Bayin Mountain brothers. The so-called confidant can take the lead. ”

The eight kings cocked one foot, sent their jaws, and signaled the military advisor to come carefully.

"It is said that earlier Sancai Mountain received a big deal - a hundred taels of gold, to buy the life of a remote temple in the south of the vertical elephant. Sancaishan received the fixed money, assigned the three people, immediately went north, slaughtered the eighteen monks of Linghe Temple at night, and buried them on the spot; and then carefully cleaned them, leaving no trace of the insects; when they were leaving, the three people still looted the plaque and candle wax statue in the temple, which was really a thunderous momentum and a thunderbolt method. ”

"Who's the one who bought the life?"

"It's a woman of unknown origin. The light veil hides the face, and it is not real, but the body is graceful, and it is quite graceful. The military advisor sighed and swallowed: "When I heard this letter, I was curious, and I sent someone to secretly inquire about the Linghe Temple." The people nearby, for unknown reasons, saw that the whole temple was like dew, did not see the heart, but rejoiced, and passed on the whole temple of the Linghe Temple to obtain the Tao, and became a Buddha overnight. In the day after tomorrow, some monks who walked on their feet chose to meditate and rest at the entrance of the temple and enjoyed the sesame oil offerings of the people in vain. The matter of Linghe Temple was completed, and Sancai Mountain was suppressed by the officers and soldiers in a few days, and the whole army was annihilated. I'm afraid that if it's a medium, there must be some joints that can't be broken. The old military teacher paused, his neck tilted, and his sorrowful voice rose again, "There is a vertical elephant spirit and the monks of the temple in front of the shrine on the Buddha, and secretly become a ghost under the knife; and then I heard that the old abbot of Wulu Jintai Temple is not rotten, and I think that every other three years and five years, he can be a golden bodhisattva who can be offered by 10,000 people when he opens the cylinder; now, it is finally our turn to Juyan, the name of the Buddha who sits and turns into a Buddha, and presses on the female sister-in-law of Baoji'an. The old man thought about it, I am afraid that it is a matter of Buddhism, which is not only valued by the lords of the three kingdoms, but also denied by the lords of the three kingdoms. The three-color mountain is a lesson for you and me. The so-called pulling a hair and moving the head, plucking a hair and changing the body, and making a mess all over the plate. The Eight Kings looked down on the small wealth in the Nunnery, so why should they let that little matter mess up the Bayin Mountain? But I beg the Eight Kings to listen to the old man's advice, Bao Ji'an, I will never go. ”

When the eight kings heard this, they didn't think about it, but they felt aggrieved in their hearts, and they were quite angry, and they spit out a round, and the sullenness did not stop, but it caused a hissing phlegm in the throat, and the spp was like thunder. After waiting for a moment, he put his eyes up, coughed violently, and with a blink of his eyebrows, he sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm in front of him, and coincidentally, the filth seemed to have eyes, and with a snap, it fell on the leg of mutton in front of the military division's seat.

"The most unpleasant thing for Lao Tzu in his life is the word 'no'!" After a pause, the eight kings gritted their teeth, raised their palms with one palm, and greeted the military advisor's head in the air, "You are an old killer who harms natural disasters, you can't pick up your shoulders and can't lift your hands, and you will use some false words to bluff me in the day! The most good thing is that the donkey's lips are opened, and a spit star is used as a secret weapon! Lao Tzu occupies the mountain and is the king, and has been a fish that has slipped through the net for many years, but not only has he not seen disaster coming, but he is about to cultivate into a golden scale auspicious rui with horns on his head; I don't know which day I will soar into the sky, and Lao Tzu will go straight to the yamen with his guys, and come to the anti-guest! If you don't like it, you old bastard who beats the spine, you will climb down the Bayin Mountain with a rolling belt, pick up the scales and stick the hair, and clamp the tail to make a lost dog!"

The Eight Kings lightly touched the sores on their faces with their fingertips, bared their teeth and poured out a cool breath, and said to themselves: "Look, grandpa's birth, where is the sore, it is clear that it is the dragon's head and meat horns! Lao Tzu is so expensive, and he doesn't have much to do with you, the old forgetful eight." Anyway, the day after tomorrow, grandpa has to go to the treasure hermitage to have a good time. ”

This remark made the military division's face pale and uncertain, his eyebrows lowered, and when he saw the thick phlegm leg of mutton, he opened his lips sharply and wanted to vomit. However, after a moment, he immediately raised his palm, pressed down the stomach, bit his lower lip shallowly, and said to himself in a low voice: "Don't speak rashly, don't move your body, don't speak rashly, don't move your body......"

When the bandits in the hall heard this, they were all stupid in their hearts, and it was difficult to hide the smug look on their faces.

"You, pee, and fart hairy cubs, don't hide it from Lao Tzu. The eight kings waved their palms, raised their eyebrows and said again: "Money can be grabbed, and the Buddha can also be grabbed." It's just a woman, and no one is allowed to provoke Lao Tzu! As for Sancai Mountain and Naraush Zi Linghe Temple, who dare to mention half a word again, Lao Tzu picked his mouth with his bare hands, salted and smoked it dry!"

After speaking, the eight kings loosened their arms, leaned straight back, raised their eyebrows to look at the sky, and sighed leisurely: "Lao Tzu wants to see how this female bodhisattva in the flesh was born and turned into a Buddha." If you want to bluff your eighth grandfather and me, I'm afraid that it's not that the temple of the five organs is empty, the door of the seven chongs is destroyed, and there is only one gut in the skin!"

At this time, there was a green silk curtain with four people carrying a small sedan chair, and they were in a hurry to rush to the direction of Baoji Nunnery in Sucheng. In front of the sedan chair, there is a person, although he is wearing cloth clothes, he sees arrogance on his face, he is angry in front of him, the lantern is very large, the bright light can reach several zhang, and the book of the lampshade is the word "prolonged".

But for a moment, the sedan curtain is half open, and with the faint light, I see a woman sitting in the sedan chair: the face is like a peach blossom smiling, and the eyebrows are like willow leaves calling spring. Look at it, such a delicate jade person, just like a living Buddha with a fine brush, like a goddess of mercy splashed with ink.

Although the corners of the woman's lips were raised, she seemed to be smiling, but her jade teeth were buttoned, but her voice was annoyed, "Seeing that the sky is dawning, you are a troubled person with no eyesight, and it is not good to extinguish the lantern?"

When the servant who turned on the lamp heard this, he immediately stopped, secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, lowered his eyelids, and shook his brows, but he seemed to be surprised, carefully put away the lamp, and followed the side of the sedan car again. After a bag of cigarettes, the servant was still uneven, sighed, and said secretly: It's a pity that I have a good skin, but in the core, she is a female murderer who is prone to rough skin, shouting and killing. Fortunately, I received the lamp, but if others found out, wouldn't it be an insult to the lintel?

Thinking of this, the servant paused, his mind turned, and he stumbled under his feet, staggering forward.

The flower blooms twice, and the words are divided into two ends.

Wuluhun and his group of five people got the news from Grandma Song Lou, so they worked hard and didn't dare to delay, but they took advantage of the night to travel, and it was inconvenient after all. After walking for more than an hour, it has entered the middle of the day, seeing the sun on Taodu Mountain, the rooster crowing, everyone side by side, gradually slowing down; now, it is already far away from Xianpeng Mountain Villa for 100 miles.

Wulu Hun because of a pile of evil things, the heart was already worried, and for a long time disturbed by the dream, neither sleep, nor dare to sleep, under the repeated trekking, finally couldn't stay up, sleepy eyes opened and closed, actually on the back of the horse bumps and pretends to sleep.

In a trance, Wulu's spine was soft, his neck was cold, his shoulders trembled, and his eyelids opened.

Contemplating and contemplating, his heart can not be tightened: only to see the secluded room and the curved room, which are connected to each other; At hand is the golden and jade beast, the wall is built and light, and outside the body is the peach willow path, and the garden is connected to the sky. Wulu's lips opened slightly, knowing that he was in a dream, but he couldn't do it in his heart, but he hugged his arms and wandered around. Although it is said that it is believed in the reins of the horse, but Wulu Hun seems to have known the way early, and he walked about half a pillar of incense, turning around and turning around, and the ghost sent the god to a door.

Gently push with both palms and put your feet into a room.

As soon as he entered, Wulu shook his nose and nose, and he already smelled some strange aromas. Further in, you will see a wooden ingenious, about nine feet high, two shoulders wide, iron shackles at all four corners, gold handrails on all sides, a colored hanging rope on the top, and a jade pedal board hanging below.

Wulu didn't take a closer look, he was already frightened, and hurriedly took two steps back, facing each other with his back. On the one hand, he raised his palm, opened his bow left and right, and fanned himself seven or eight ear scrapers, and on the other hand, he secretly said: This time, how to wake up?

In the huge hall, only the sound of clapping hands was heard endlessly.

Wulu's cheeks were spicy and hot, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and when he was grinding, he heard a faint long moan behind him, followed by a glutinous smile.

"When you meet the scene, you need to have fun, and you can share the cup on the spot. ”

Wulu stopped his movements for a moment, raised his eyebrows and tilted his ears, stayed for a moment, and then made a stirring spirit, only to feel that the hair stood upside down, the top of his forehead sweated, and he trembled half of his cheeks.

Wulu secretly swallowed thick saliva, his lips opened at the beginning, but he felt that his upper and lower teeth couldn't touch each other, his ears trembled, and he heard that the person was miserable and miserable, and he laughed and said: "Do you know, what is this ingenuity, what is it called, what can it be used for?"

Wulu clenched his palms, shrunk his shoulders and slumped his back, shook his eyebrows and said angrily: "I don't know, I don't know!"

"You are a man here, why do you bother to have sex? Since you don't know, it's not good to be born, listen to me carefully?"

Although this statement comes out, Wulu Hun is rooted under his feet, unable to advance or retreat, and fluctuates in front of him, but the qi is not more in than out.

The person behind him seemed to be embarrassed by Wulu early, eating and laughing for a while, and then he whispered tactfully, and said in a coquettish voice: "This thing is said to be a torture tool, but it is not a torture tool." Whether it is suffering or happiness, whether it is a Buddha or a demon, it all depends on how the person above this skillful instrument judges himself. Thinking of my appearance, I didn't become a farmer, herd, fisherman, and woodcutter, but became a mandarin heron and phoenix. In this way, Fang is not a tyrannical thing, is it?"

Wulu frowned, snorted heavily, and before the man answered, he was already two palms and a pair, and with a click, he immediately turned around.

"In ancient times, there was a royal maiden arbitrary car, and now there is a fishing-colored swing frame. Lord Wang, do you take a look, do you see that I am beautiful?"

Wulu rolled his throat, only to feel that he had been captured by the man's words, and before he could parry, the man had already swept away from the wind, and was defeated for thousands of miles; his body swayed back and forth, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of silver and vermilion.

If you look closely, you can see that although she is a woman hanging on the fisher-colored shelf in front of her, she has a high nose and deep eyes, and she is heroic and martial.

Luan ...... Luan Luan ......"

Wulu Hun didn't say a word, blinked his eyebrows twice, and looked at it again, but at present, the person was completely black, the monk's clothes were half exposed, and on the top of his head, there were sixteen ring scars!

This one, where is the merry prince Wulu Lao, who is clearly the monk of Linghe Temple and the monk of Baoxiang Temple!

"My life is at stake!"

In an instant, the copper kettle was cold, and the duck was fragrant. There was no sound in the hall, and there was no light.