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The crowd did not bother the anteater's Yaxing, but followed it from a distance. About an hour later, the anteater suddenly burrowed into a narrow cave and disappeared. Look at this cave again, it is located in the stone crevices in the thatched grass under the cliff, the wind blows, and the bottom is not visible. The mountain is also very steep and majestic, looking up, the clouds are shrouded and the mist is rising. Everyone was observing, and Hu Bianzuo on the other side was shouting.

"Hey——, did you catch it?"

"No, you two try to get here. Li Yue'e said.

"You see, you can't do it without us. The Hu brothers gloated and were particularly proud, "It's just that this river is so wide, how can we get there?"

The two hurriedly ran over: "Boatman, send us over." ”

The boatman looked like a guest and a weapon, like Tianzun, and he dared to be verbose.

The ship sent them to the other side, and Ran Yi asked the boatman, "Old man, what kind of place is this?"

The boatman hurriedly replied while rowing back: "This place is called Hades' Nose, and it is Daling Lake downstream, leading to the sea. ”

"Hades' nose?!" This place is indeed dignified, strange and abnormal, Ran Yi couldn't help but raise his vigilance, and said to everyone, "We can't stay here for a long time, we have to find a way, catch it quickly, and leave quickly." ”

Li Yue'e said: "Attack the smoke with fire, maybe you can smoke it out." ”

"It's not good, it's not good!" Hu Bianzuo waved his hand again and again, "Little fairy, this method is not good, if it burns its fur, what should I do?"

Hu Biyouyou also took over the conversation: "No, it's not good to send you if it's roasted." I think it's better to go in and catch it. ”

"Hmph!" Murong Yan spat disdainfully, and suddenly stared at Hu Biyouyou and sneered, "Thin hemp pole said very well, I see that you are thin and spirited, and it is very suitable to drill this narrow hole." ”

"This, this—" Hu Bi's right mouth whined, and his eyes rolled straight.

"What, don't you want to? Don't you want to be loyal to you little fairies?" Murong Yan's beautiful eyes glowed with a cold light, but she said in a quirky tone.

Hu Bizuo was furious: "Lose the dead! Just be loyal to the little fairy, what's wrong, are you red-eyed? Right, you must not fight, this time brother, I will go in, for the sake of the little fairy, for the sake of fighting for breath, it is worth our death!" After he finished speaking, he gently put a pair of golden hammers in front of Hu Biyou, "Oh oh", resolutely, strutted to the entrance of the hole, the fat head drilled into the narrow hole, the short and fat body was stuck outside the hole, but still kicked short legs, as if desperately trying to drill into the hole.

"Brother, I'm so moved! Come out quickly, or I'll come." Hu Biyou's eyes were full of tears, and he saw that he put the purlin-like judge's pen against his brother's golden hammer and pulled out his waist knife.

"Right, be careful," Hu Biaozuo had already retreated, "This time the credit is yours, and my brother will never rob you again." ”

Suddenly, Hu Weiyou, who had just entered the hole, shouted, "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!" The two long legs were outside the hole, kicking and kicking wildly.

Everyone was taken aback, grabbed Hu Bian's legs with all hands and feet, and pulled them out.

Hu Biyou, who was rescued, was undecided, and sat at the mouth of the cave panting: "There is a ghost in the cave, and he wants to take away my waist knife, but the ghost is very strong, and the waist knife still asks it to take away." ”

Everyone drew their weapons, and they were shocked. Ran Yi said: "Everyone is looking back, I'll take a look." ”

He crawled at the entrance of the cave and looked inside for a while, and then patted the mountain stone with the Spirit Turtle Seven Treasure Knife and tried it, and suddenly said, "There are no ghosts, this is a natural magnet, which can absorb steel!" ”

Everyone sighed. Hu Pian stole a glance at Li Yue, and unconsciously turned red: "It turned out that it wasn't a ghost, everyone dodged and looked at me!"

This little cave is indeed a little strange: although it is dark and twisty, it is not damp, and there is a warm current from time to time. Hu Bi held a torch and crawled slowly in the narrow cave, he felt more and more warm, and his heart was also relaxed.

There is a river twenty miles west of Longcheng, called Longhe. On the bank of the Dragon River is Longtou Mountain. There is a temple at the foot of Longtou Mountain, which is too ordinary at this time of war, but see:

A temple is barren and cold,

The second house tile flies and the grass is raised,

Three Buddha statues are eroded by gold paint,

The four walls collapsed in the east and west,

The five halls are as empty as a valley,

Six little robes are rotten,

Seven (Qi) knocking on the mouth of the wooden fish is duplicitous,

The eight voices of "Amitabha" are weak,

When is the head of ninety-nine to one!

On this day, several monks in the temple were sitting in front of the Buddha statue, squinting at the scriptures and doing their homework. Suddenly, a group of Xianbei soldiers bravely poured into the main hall, and the person at the head was none other than Murong Chui, the Zuoxian King of the Great Yan Kingdom. An entourage had already brought the chair, only to see Murong sitting down steadily, and said arrogantly: "Who is the host?"

A middle-aged monk responded: "The poor monk knows that the prince has arrived, and he is disrespectful and rude! ”

"Oh, monk, the treasury is being expanded right now, and your monastery is too close to it, so it must be relocated immediately. Do you think you want to get out of here, or do you want this king to help?" Murong said.

"Lord Wang, poor monk-" The monk was about to argue, but saw Murong puffing his stomach and crying bitterly, "Amitabha, what's wrong with you?"

"Oops, it hurts me!"

"The prince must have collided with my Buddha, my Buddha is merciful, Amitabha Buddha ......" Knowing this, he said for a while, and Murong Chui really stopped in pain.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt, it's really good! Could it really be a god's fault?" Murong thought about it, but the god still didn't dare to offend, and hurriedly bowed to the Buddha statue.

"Lord, there has been very little incense in the small temple recently, this is a silver tattoo tael, please accept it with a smile. Amitabha!"

Murong Chui grabbed the silver and waved his hand to his subordinates again and again: "Fuck off, fucking unlucky." ”

Looking at the Xianbei soldiers fleeing in a hurry, an old man flashed out behind the Buddha statue, with a white beard fluttering, gray robes, bright eyes, and extraordinary bearing.

When the monks saw this, they were afraid of it, and hurriedly bowed to the worship: "Meet the deputy chief sect leader." ”

Wudou Mijiao (i.e., Heavenly Master Dao) was founded in Hanzhong by Zhang Xiu in the first year of Emperor Lingdi Zhongping of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The main thing is to do good healing: add a meditation room so that the patient can think about it. He also made people order to sacrifice wine, and the owner of the wine sacrificed to "Lao Tzu" in 5,000 words. Make the capital Xi, called the treacherous order. For the ghosts, the Lord prays for the sick. The method of prayer, the name of the patient, the convincing of sin. Make three links, one of which is on the sky, on the mountain, one of the burial places, and one of the sinking waters, which is called the three official handwritings. It is normal for the sick to produce five buckets of rice, so it is called five buckets of rice.

For more information on the future, see the next episode, "Treasury Theft".

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