Evil Spirit World: I Push This World with My Flesh

"Jiang Da?"

The group of people on the opposite side were all suspicious and frowned.

It sounds like a pseudonym!

But they also use pseudonyms.

"Brother Jiang, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to be from the Raging Flame Gang, right?"

Li San's eyes flashed, and he recognized the clothes on Jiang Dao and the others.

This kind of clothing can't hide it even if you want to hide it.

The clothing of the Flame Gang is mainly black, with red flames embroidered on the chest, which is likened to the fire in the dark, which means burning everything.

"Yes, are you all related to the imperial court?"

Jiang Da's tone was calm, and he glanced at the person who was wearing official boots and dressed as a businessman.

The faces of many people on the opposite side changed instantly, and the swords in their hands were clenched tightly again.

It seems that this person is extremely important and cannot be made known to others.

Li San immediately stabilized the brothers and said, "We do have something to do with the imperial court, but we have also dealt with the Raging Flame Gang, and have had a relationship with the gang leader of your faction. I believe Brother Jiang should not embarrass us. "

"I just do my own thing, nothing else."

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"That's good!"

Li San nodded slowly.

There are still many people behind him staring at Jiang Dao with bad intentions.

With just one sentence, they don't worry about Jiang Dao.

The best way is to kill someone.

However, Li San turned around and shook his head solemnly for the meaning of these people's eyes.

Jiang Dao's strength is unfathomable, even he can't see it through.

Once you do it, the consequences are unimaginable.

When the group of people saw Li San's expression, they were immediately startled, lowered their heads, and stopped thinking about it.

The sound of the little monk running sounded again, and he labored to open the door lock from the inside, saying, "Every donor, the master agrees."

"Thank you little master."

Jiang Dao nodded, took a stone Buddha statue, and walked towards the temple first.

Du Feng and a group of people hurriedly followed behind.

Then there are Li San and others.

The well water does not make the river water between each other.

"Little master, is your master asleep? Can I pay a visit?"

Jiang Dao suddenly asked.

"This... the master is still doing evening classes, and I don't know if I see anyone?"

The little novice hesitated.

"I also ask the little master to lead the way, and I am willing to donate some incense money to promote the Dharma."

Jiang Dao opened his mouth.

"okay then."

The little novice nodded, and after arranging accommodation for the two groups of people, he carried the paper lantern and led Jiang Dao and the others to the depths of the dark temple.

As he walked along, Jiang Dao gradually frowned.

I saw that the temple was so deep that I couldn't see a single light.

"Master, don't you light the lights at night?"

Jiang Dao asked casually.

"The incense in the temple is thin, and there is no money to light the lights. Only the master's room will be lit at night."

Said the little novice.

"I see!"

Jiang Dao bowed his head, called Du Feng, and ordered, "Let the brothers be careful."

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Du Feng nodded quickly and whispered to the others.

A group of people crossed the courtyard and walked forward.

On both sides are all gray, dark wing rooms.

After walking a long distance, I came to a courtyard.

The courtyard was pitch-dark, and only the front room had a shimmer of light.

The sound of the wooden fish knocking was continuously heard, accompanied by the sound of chanting sutras.

"Master, all the donors said that they would donate some incense money."

The little novice stood outside the door and said.

The sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped, and an old voice sounded in the room, "It's good, good, my Buddha is merciful, all benefactors, please come in."

Jiang Dao immediately strode forward and gently opened the door.

A strong scent of sandalwood came to me.

The room is simple, with only a Buddha statue, a futon, a huge wooden fish, and an old monk in his 60s or 70s.

The old monk was thin, with white beard and eyebrows.

"Have seen the master, dare to be the master's name?"

Jiang Dao folded his hands.

"Old Na Fanin."

The old monk put his hands together.

"Master, I'm here to donate some incense money, and secondly, I want to ask the master something."

Jiang Dao sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the stone Buddha statue on the ground, and said, "Is the master familiar with this thing?"

Monk Fanning was slightly puzzled, his hands stretched out, he picked up the Buddha statue, and watched it repeatedly.

"There is nothing unusual about the Buddha statue, dare to ask the donor what he wants to ask?"

"Is this Buddha statue a product of the temple, and has it been lost recently?"

Jiang Do asked.

"Recently, the temple is full of Changping, and I have never lost any Buddha statues. Moreover, the Buddha statues in my temple are never this size, even the smallest Buddha statues are one meter high."

Monk Fanning said.

"Never lost it? What do the words under the base of the Buddha statue mean?"

Jiang Dao frowned.

"This old man really doesn't know."

Monk Faning shook his head gently and handed the Buddha statue to Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao accepted the Buddha statue, thought in his heart, and said, "Thank you, Master, this is one thousand taels of incense money, please accept it."

He casually put the thousand taels of silver notes next to Monk Faning, got up and left.

The Buddhist door was closed, and the sound of wooden fish and chanting sounded again in the room.

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes and looked back again.

Not right!

The sound of the old monk's chanting was the same as that of the two gang members before, which gave him a sense of emptiness.

The scriptures are different, but this sense of emptiness is absolutely true!

Is this old monk not human?

"Du Feng, tell the brothers not to go out at night!"

Jiang Dao ordered in a low voice, preparing to investigate in the dark at night.

"Yes, Hall Master."

Du Feng immediately ordered to go.

A group of people rushed towards the wing.

the other direction.

A group of men from all corners of the world are all crowded into the same wing, lighting up oil lamps, and discussing quietly.

"Brother Li, is that flame gang really so powerful? Even you are not an opponent?"

one of the women asked.

Li San shook his head gently, "Anyway, I can't see through this person, and it's not appropriate to make extracurricular branches. We will leave early tomorrow morning, and I will watch the night."

He suddenly looked at the middle-aged man wearing official boots, clasped his fists and said, "General Yue, now you still believe us, someone in the court wants to kill you, we are all invited to protect you. Yes, now I can only grieve General Yue for being with us temporarily."

The man wearing official boots sighed slightly, and said, "I never imagined that someone in the imperial court would actually collude with the captives and want to kill me, and I will be escorted by all the righteous men. Strike the Hulu and conquer the mountains and rivers!"

"Now the only one who can save the Great Ye Dynasty is General Yue!"

Li San said.

"Yes, General Yue, please put your body first!"

Others persuaded.

"If you can successfully enter the capital, you will never forget the kindness of the righteous people!"

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said.

The night is getting darker.

After Jiang Dao settled everyone, his eyes were cold and he walked out of the room lightly, looking towards the huge Xiaoshi Temple.

He suddenly jumped up, landed on the roof on one side, and glanced at it.

The environment is dark and the night wind is cool.

The entire Xiaoshi Temple was filled with an invisible Yin Qi out of thin air.

He acted directly and quickly and swept away.

Passing all the way, he stopped from time to time to glance around, hoping to find anomalies.

After half an hour, most of the small stone temples were turned around by him.

Jiang Dao finally stopped and thought.

The entire Xiaoshi Temple was surprisingly quiet, and apart from the old monk and the little novice, no third person could be seen.

What is even more bizarre is that most of the buildings in the temple are actually broken.

It was as if it had been uninhabited for a long time.

Many yards were overgrown with weeds and cobwebs, and even the roofs of some rooms were cracked.

"Not right, absolutely not right."

Jiang Dao frowned as he looked at the tattered Buddhist scriptures pavilion in front of him.

The Sutra Pavilion is generally the core of the temple, and it stands to reason that it should never be so abandoned, not to mention that the old monk likes chanting scriptures so much, it is even more impossible to let the Sutra Pavilion go to waste.

Jiang Dao once again swept towards the area where the old monk was before.

But after he came to the place, his face suddenly changed.

The room in front of me was shabby~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The door collapsed, the window shattered, it was extremely dark, and there was no trace of the previous appearance.

Jiang Dao held the steel knife in his hand, his eyes were solemn, and his body instantly rushed into the room.

The room was dust-tight and the Buddha statue collapsed.

The futons and wooden fish were all tilted to one side and covered with dust.

It seems that the previous scene is all an illusion.

Jiang Dao took a deep breath and suddenly thought of something.

"not good!"

He hurried to Du Feng and the others.

Since this old monk has a problem, then Du Feng and the others will most likely be in danger.

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