Under the moonlit night, the ghost shadow is forested, the fog shadow is heavy, and in the heavy fog shadow is a thin and tall old monk with a fluttering monk's robe, and the soul voice is ethereal: "The sin monk Zhenning, there is something important to ask to see the abbot of this generation!"

'Squeak'

The door of the monk in the courtyard opened, and a middle-aged monk walked out inside, and saluted with one palm: "Disciple Qingyu, I have seen Patriarch Zhenning!"

"Don't dare! Master Qingyu is polite!"

The fluttering old monk Zhenning returned the salute, and the black Buddha beads on his chest were unusually conspicuous: "Please also ask Master Qingyu to report on your behalf, the old monk has something important to report!"

Qing Yu's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a faint voice: "Patriarch, please go back, the abbot has rested, and the ancestor forgive me!"

Zhen Ning's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, and he saluted again, and said respectfully: "I am tired of Master Qingyu's accommodation! What the old monk wants to say, it can set the foundation of my Qingshan Temple for a thousand years! The stakes are very high, and you must not slack off!"

Qing Yu frowned again, and said lightly: "Miscellaneous things in the temple, don't bother the patriarch, please come back!"

"Nan Mu Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

Zhen Ning saluted again, sighed lightly, and begged in a low voice: "What the old monk said, every word is true, Master Qingyu, please report!"

"Amitabha!"

Qing Yu's face gradually became gloomy: "Patriarch, there is training in my temple, and the yin soul is not allowed to interfere in the Ming Temple, and the ancestor should not make it difficult for his disciples!"

"Alas!"

Zhen Ning was speechless, his eyebrows were lowered, his soul shadow was floating uncertainly, and his voice was empty: "The old monk has no intention of messing with the precepts in my temple, but this time it is really a big deal, the old monk is ashamed of my Qingshan Temple before his death, how dare he not report it at this moment!

"Good!"

Qing Yu's face finally became gloomy: "Ancestor, you can't understand people's words at the moment!"

A sentence fell, the ghost shadow floated violently, and the black fog surged under the moonlight, and after a long time, the old monk sighed: "Nan Wu Di Zao King Bodhisattva... Master Qingyu, a monk, don't speak!"

"Good!"

Qing Yu's face remained unchanged, and he saluted with one palm, seemingly respectful, but in fact, he hurried: "What the patriarch taught is that the monks do not speak, and what the disciple said before is not a lie!

In fact, he is scolding Zhenning for meddling in his own affairs before he has finished it!

"Nam no Jizo King Bodhisattva"

Although Zhenning Buddha was determined, he was repeatedly humiliated by the younger generations, and his voice gradually deepened: "That Qingyu Master, is he unwilling to be accommodating?"

Qing Yu only whispered a Buddha horn: "Amitabha!"

"Alas!"

Seeing this, the old monk in the ghost sighed: "The old monk had no intention of breaking the precepts again, but this matter is really important! Master Qingyu, I have offended!"

After speaking, a black light under the moonlight melted into the light, and suddenly attacked the green feather in the courtyard!

Its speed is so fast, and the concealment of its form has long exceeded the limit that ordinary people and others can detect, and it is already about to hit Qing Yu in an instant!

However, there is no absoluteness in the world, although Zhenning's thousand-year-old ghost cultivation, the strength has been close to his life, but he uses the underworld body to do yang affairs, and he himself has no extremely strong magic weapon to protect the body, and the ghost is overflowing when he moves, and Qing Yu is a bell monk, and his strength has already far surpassed his peers, extraordinary, it is the moment Zhen Ning made a move, Qing Yu's face immediately turned solemn, and he put his palms together: "Amitabha!"

"Poof!"

There was a crashing sound as the words fell, and a yellow shield appeared on Qing Yu's body!

"Guangyun Zen Bell!"

Zhenning's face changed suddenly, and this temple is a treasure of defense!

He was anxious in his heart, and immediately said in a loud voice: "Master Qingyu, please listen to the old monk's explanation!"

"It's late!"

Qing Yu snorted coldly, unceremoniously: "You have made a big mistake in your lifetime, and the Buddha blessed you to allow you to meditate in my temple, and now you don't repent, and you openly attack the monks in my temple, how can I tolerate you!"

The words did not fall, and a finger of golden light suddenly hit the ghost in the air!

Zhen Ning floated and flashed easily: "Please Master Yu don't get angry, please listen to the old monk...."

"Boom!"

"What!"

Zhenning only heard a sound behind him, and the big array had risen!

He was stunned all of a sudden: "You actually used the mountain protection array!"

"Amitabha!"

Qing Yu's voice was low: "Ancestor, Buddha and demon are one, you have entered the demon, I can't help but be merciful!"

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, a 'boom' thunder sounded under Lang Yue, and Zhen Ning, who was shocked, sighed instantly, and he was helpless: "The monk is sad and the true Buddha's heart, and the monk is cold and empty...... That's it, Jizo Bodhisattva, disciple go!"

After speaking, the black shadow dissipated, turning into a black wind whistling, rolling up thousands of feet of black fog, and overwhelming the bright moon!

"Humph!"

"I want to escape!"

Qing Yu snorted coldly again, and the golden light Buddha spell in his hand slammed into the air!

"Boom!"

Another thunderbolt exploded in mid-air, followed by a purple thunder that smashed towards Tallinn in the back mountain!

"Boom!"

The thousand-year-old pagoda burst immediately!

'Smack'

The tablet fell to the ground, the black smoke shattered, and in the fragments, the words "fifteen generations", "Tibetan scripture pavilion" and "pavilion master" were vaguely visible!

"Alas!"

In the bursting stupa, a string of black Buddha beads gurgled and fell to the front of another stupa, the stupa seemed to have a spirit, the same sigh rose, a trace of black shadow is also condensed, a wave of the hand held up the black Buddha beads, and the intermittent sound of the Buddha beads came: ".. Bro.... Will... This bead... Sent in.... That.. Child.... I.. Zhenning.... Do not owe .... Aoyama..."

"Alas!"

The black shadow sighed bitterly again, Tallinn was silent under the moon, the ghost shadow was fluttering, and the monk's soul trembled and lost his voice...

Senior brother, yin and yang are bounded, people and ghosts are different, what is going on in this temple has nothing to do with us, why should senior brother be obsessed...

"Nan Nothing... Jizo King Bodhisattva..."

The soul monk whispered to the moon, and the moon sprinkled down, a burst of warmth and moisture...

Looking at the shattered stupa, it is pitiful!

Since then, coffins and coffins have turned into crumbs, souls and ashes!

"Senior brother is deeply meaningful... In that case, let's go."

The shadow of the monk in front of the pagoda is illusory, with a wave of his hand, the black Buddha beads float into the soft moonlight in front of the pagoda, without a trace...

.....

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Thunder?"

The sudden continuous thunder outside startled the two people in the house, and a young Qingbu monk stood up when he saw this, and saluted: "Senior brother, there is thunder, I'm afraid it's going to rain, and the junior brother won't stay long if he doesn't bring rain gear!"

"I'll send you!" Qingfeng on the other side hurriedly stood up, and his gratitude was overflowing: "I'll send my junior brother! I'll send my junior brother!"

"No, no, no!" Xiao Yun stopped Qingfeng: "Senior brother stays! Senior brother stays! Senior brother, as long as you remember, don't tell anyone that I gave you this book!"

"Don't worry, rest assured!" Qingfeng Heshi thanked again and again: "I just said that there is a pitiful gift from the senior brother in the inner door, and I will never affect the junior brother!"

"Then thank you, brother."

"Don't dare, don't dare, the junior brother saved the senior brother"!

"That junior brother has retired!

Stop the green wind and don't let him send it, Xiao Yun went out and was afraid of the rain, so he walked quickly to the house.

I just walked to the road and looked up, but I saw that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the sky, and it looked like it was raining.

"Strange!"

Xiao Yunxin said it was strange, but he didn't care much, he just continued to walk towards his house, but he walked to the door of the house, and was about to push the door in, when suddenly a foreign object smashed on his head with a 'bang' from behind, smashing Xiao Yun with an 'oops' sound, and then slid down his head, just on his neck!

"What's that?"

Xiao Yunden was surprised, what is it, smashing me for no reason?

Reaching out and touching it, he was surprised again: "Buddha beads?" The tactile sensation on his hand told him that it was a string of Buddha beads.

Shocked in his heart, Xiao Yun took it down and looked at the bright moonlight, it was indeed a string of Buddhist beads!