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On the same day, seven disciples led by two high-ranking monks of the common character generation left the temple and were ordered to go outside the mountain to investigate carefully. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the second day, as before, all the monks were getting up to wash, when suddenly they heard an exclamation in the courtyard, followed by a small novice who shouted and shouted all the way, shouting: "It's amazing, but it's amazing, they're all gone!"

In a row of meditation rooms, there were originally fifteen monks, but now the beds are still there, but everyone has disappeared without a trace.

"Master, they can't go down the mountain without permission, right?" a little monk asked timidly, but in exchange, the master glared at him fiercely, so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything more.

At this time, five or six people stood tall and low in this meditation room, everyone frowned, but they couldn't say one, two, three, four.

Fifteen people went down the mountain together, and they didn't bring any belongings, and they didn't even wear clothes, shoes and socks.

It seems that these fifteen people have almost disappeared directly from the bed!

On this day, no one entered the mountain, including the two deacons who had gone out to buy a long time ago, and the two eminent monks who went out on business yesterday and seven people from the same door.

At night, a group of black and dreary crows stood on several thousand-year-old cypress trees in the courtyard and "quacked" and screamed non-stop, until a little monk couldn't hold it back, rushed out and threw it with stones, and then flew away with a bang.

"Senior brother, the magpie is happy, and the crow is ...... Ahem, there shouldn't be any disasters in our temple, right?" The monk who liked to ask people questions was lying on the bed and whispered to the senior brother beside him.

The senior brother kicked him lightly and said, "You are stupid, our Lingyin Temple has been famous for thousands of years, and there are so many powerful monks, what can happen?"

Before the words fell, a miserable cry suddenly came from the Soul Lantern Hall in the distance, and in this silent night, it was even more ghostly, so frightened that the little novice who was still waiting to be questioned trembled all over his body, and grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly.

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At dawn, almost everyone in the temple already knew that last night, the soul lamps of the Soul Lantern Hall suddenly exploded as many as ten lights, to be exact, eleven lights!

It was still the little novice, who quietly counted his fingers and asked the senior brother beside him softly: "Senior brother, the two senior uncles and seven senior brothers who went out a few days ago, plus the two deacons and monks who were in charge of going out to buy earlier, there are exactly eleven people in total!"

The senior brother's face was extremely ugly at this time, how could he pay attention to him anymore, and shouted softly: "Silence." ”

On this day, the whole temple was on guard, and there were eight senior monks of the common character generation with dozens of disciples who went out again, vowing to find out the truth of the matter.

That night, the damned crows scattered and screamed everywhere, making the people in the mountain gate panic and almost sleepy, but no one was in the mood to go out and chase them away.

Finally, as if for a moment, the crow's cry suddenly stopped.

The monks recited "Amitofu" in their hearts, readjusted their moods one by one, and went to sleep.

At this moment, "Ahh

Hearing such a strange noise, some monks immediately opened the door and came out to check, but they heard the sound of "ah!" and "ah!" one after another.

"This, this, this ......"

"Amitabha. ”

"What is this?"

Soon, a high-ranking monk came to check it out in person.

"Look, look!" said someone in the crowd with his fingers up.

In the night sky, I saw seven or eight crows flying quietly, and under the sharp claws of each of them, all of them were clinging to a rattan, and on the rattan, or four, five, or seven or eight, all strung together were human heads!

"That's Uncle Pujing!" "And Brother Watanabe!" "And ......"

For a time, the monks recognized the same door they knew one by one, and more careful people counted them one by one, but there were no more or no less, it was the elders or fellow disciples who left the temple one after another in the temple.

"Quack-" A crow suddenly let out a cry on the side of the shadow, and more crows immediately followed, and for a while, the sound of "quack" was everywhere, one after another.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" a high-ranking monk of the common character generation opened his mouth and roared, "Roar-"

In the night sky, all the crows burst open in an instant, turning into pieces ......of confetti and falling one after another. At the same time, there were dozens of bare human heads.

A bold monk rushed forward, caught these heads one by one, and chanted Amitabha Buddha again and again.

At this moment, the confetti that was originally flying down gradually gathered into a lump and turned into pieces of paper, scattered in all directions.

"Look, there's writing on that piece of paper!"

A monk rushed forward to pick up the piece of paper and take a closer look, but saw that each piece of paper had four big characters written on it: The person who leaves the temple is dead!

......

Early in the morning, there were no less than 100 monks standing densely in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. On both sides of the Buddha statue, there is a monk sitting on each side, which is the presiding officer of Lingyin Temple, Jikong, and the only remaining Jizi disciple Jisheng.

"Abbot, at this moment, the people in the temple are panicking, and I also ask the abbot to get rid of the demons and evils, and return my treasure temple to a peaceful and peaceful place. Amitabha. After a senior monk who was responsible for reporting on the recent changes, he folded his hands and pleaded.

"Amitabha. All the monks followed the chanting of the Buddha.

"Senior brother," Jikong looked at Jisheng and said, "In just a few days, my Lingyin Temple has already lost eight disciples of the common character generation, and there are even dozens of people below the crossing generation. Can you think of any extremely powerful enemy who could slaughter the monks of our temple so easily?"

Jisheng's closed eyes finally opened, and said: "Senior brother, decades ago, anyone who had some grudges with our temple, whether it was a sect or a loose cultivator, had already been cut off one by one under the arrangement of the teacher. ”

"Today's opponent, I'm afraid it's only recently concluded a grudge with my mountain gate, in recent decades, the junior brother has been in retreat, why don't the senior brother ask the monks in the temple to see if anyone has inadvertently offended any extremely powerful forces?"

Jikong nodded and said, "What the senior brother said is very true. Purhui, it's up to you to investigate this matter in detail. ”

"Yes, in accordance with the law. A monk standing in the front answered with his hands folded.

"Hey, I didn't expect the teacher to leave on the front foot, and someone on the back foot dared to hit the door to seek revenge. It's just that this person behaves strangely and comes and goes without a trace, which makes people in the temple panic. Jikong sensed, but intentionally or unintentionally, the fear of dozens of people who had died in the temple was lightly summarized by the word "weird", which was to dispel everyone's fear.

"Pu Ming", Jikong called: "From today onwards, you will send more men to patrol day and night, and once you find an incoming enemy, you will immediately sound a gong to warn." We're going to get rid of it, but we're going to have to find him first, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master. Pu Ming said respectfully.

"In addition, tell the disciples in the temple that when it gets dark, remember not to act alone, even if you go to the toilet, you have to go together. Although Jikong's words were rough, they were also what everyone thought, and everyone couldn't help nodding.

Jikong's eyes narrowed slightly, turned his head slightly, looked at a strong monk in the class, and said: "Puquan, you have won the personal inheritance of the late junior brother Jishi, and your cultivation is not low among the ordinary people, the old man gave you a task, I don't know if you dare to take it?"

Puquan's scalp was numb for a while, he had the heart to refuse, and he felt that it was inappropriate, so after thinking about it, he still gritted his teeth and said: "The abbot has orders, and the disciple dares to disobey his orders." ”