Nightmare Attack

Taoist Ling Xiao's face suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind. At the last moment of last night, Taoist Ling Xiao told them not to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion until dawn.

If Taoist Ling Xiao really has a problem, then the location of the Sutra Pavilion today is the most important thing.

Having seen the corpses of Song Tianming and the others, it would be meaningless to go to the courtyard again. Everyone excused themselves and went back, perhaps because they wanted to make a good impression on the three of Jiangcheng and try to save Fatty from his bad feelings towards Qingfeng Temple. Impression, on the way back Xuan Yi became more and more enthusiastic, and told the three of them about the history of Qingfeng Temple.

According to him, this Qingfeng Temple is an ancient temple with a history of 300 years. The real Bixu who founded Qingfeng Temple back then is even more remarkable. With a white jade whisk, he entered the devil's lair alone and beheaded the seven major demon heads of the devil sect.

The topic changed, and this Xuan Yi started talking about his master Taoist Ling Xiao again. In his mouth, Taoist Ling Xiao was a fairy figure that was not inferior to the real Bixu. He is known as a chivalrous man in the whole rivers and lakes, and heroes from all walks of life have come to make friends with him. Unfortunately, Taoist Ling Xiao has always been indifferent to fame and fortune. In recent years, he has only been with Master Fuji, the abbot of Wuwei Temple, and Master Jingchen of Jingci Temple. Waiting for the relationship between a few people is irreversible.

Xuan Yi was full of admiration when he mentioned his master, Taoist Ling Xiao, but Jiang Cheng cared more about the name of Master Fuji. After thinking for a while, Jiang Cheng turned to Xuan Yi, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "Master Ling Xiao is so If you are a god, then those who can make friends with him are definitely not ordinary people, I wonder if we and other less fortunate people will be lucky enough to meet once in this life."

These words are humble, but it is obviously very useful to hear Xuan Yi's ears, "Where did the pilgrim say that, it is a coincidence, this Master Fuji and a group of eminent monks are in this contemplation."

"Such a coincidence?" Ye Qiutang pretended to be surprised, and she vaguely felt that she had touched the crux of the problem.

"That's right, but Master Fuji and his party came in a hurry, and it seems that they have important matters to discuss with the master, so... So whether we can see each other depends on the chance of the three pilgrims."

"Hehe, so Daoist Xuan Yi has met Master Fuji himself, what a blessing." Ye Qiutang and Jiang Cheng sang together, while observing the possible flaws that Xuan Yi might reveal.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Yi shook his head hastily, "Where, I'm poor and blessed, and I have never seen Master Fuji himself. I just heard about it by chance from Senior Brother Xuande, so I know about it."

"So that's how it is."

Several people chatted while walking, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. Xuan Yi was not as restrained as he was at the beginning. Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Cheng looked at the road ahead and asked in a casual tone: "This is the road leading to Tibet. Is it the way through the pavilion?"

Xuan Yi, who was introducing the scenery along the way with Ye Qiutang, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jiang Cheng with puzzled eyes, "Pilgrim, this temple is a Taoist temple, why come to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to say, what you are asking is the sutra chanting hall of this temple?"

Jiang Cheng slapped his forehead, and hastily confessed, "Oh, look at my memory, climbing a mountain gate to worship a mountain **** is a sin, and I hope Taoist Xuan Yi will forgive me."

Xuan Yi waved his hands indifferently, and comforted with a smile: "The pilgrims are serious, the master once taught that as long as the pilgrims who go up the mountain are dedicated to goodness, what difference does it make if they worship Buddha or believe in it, or are some other immortals? "

After several encounters, Fatty felt very good about Xuan Yi, he was very open-minded, he spoke pleasantly, and most importantly, he was very sincere, which actually made him a little embarrassed.

Some of the temple disciples I met on the road also greeted the three of Jiangcheng very politely. It can be seen that the disciples in Qingfeng Temple live a simple life, and some Taoist robes are still patched.

Walk along the familiar road, and when you are almost at the Cangjing Pavilion, a little Taoist rushes over, and when you see Xuan Yi, you don't have time to say hello, "Senior Brother Xuan Yi, it's not good, Senior Brother Xuan Cong's epilepsy has returned. You made a mistake, senior brother Xuande told you to go over quickly!"

"What? I'll go right away."

Just as Xuan Yi took a few steps, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned around and looked at the three of Jiang Cheng with a troubled expression on his face.

Jiang Cheng nodded understandingly, "Don't worry about Taoist Xuan Yi, let's just go and walk around by ourselves."

"Hey, those three pilgrims, please go easy."

After saying this, Xuan Yi and the little Taoist hurriedly left.

Watching the figures of Xuan Yi and the two disappear completely, Ye Qiutang's brows gradually frowned, and he said after a long while: "What is this? Tune the tiger away from the mountain?"

Jiang Cheng naturally knew what Ye Qiutang meant. Not long ago, when they were about to check on Xuan Cong, Xuan De suddenly appeared and disrupted their plans. Now that they had just arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, there was a commotion at Xuan Cong's place. , No matter how you look at it, it's not right, it's like trying to draw their attention away from the Sutra Pavilion.

But of course Ye Qiutang in Jiangcheng couldn't be led by the nose, so they simply ignored it and let Xuan Yi leave. They wanted to stay and see what the Sutra Pavilion was supposed to be called the Chanting Hall.

Following the familiar road, led by Jiang Cheng, the three of them quickly passed through the Lost Forest and came to the open space in front of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

It's just that at this moment, the three of them were all stunned, and the scene in front of them was beyond everyone's expectations.

I saw Taoist priests in twos and threes chanting scriptures in the open space closest to them, and practicing sword skills with bamboo swords under the guidance of their senior brothers.

However, as the eyes moved away, a strange scene appeared. On the steps in front of the so-called chanting hall, several monks were bending over to sweep the floor, using bamboo brooms with thick front ends.

And there were two stick-wielding monks standing outside the door of the chanting hall, their faces were full of flesh, and they were not easy to mess with.

What's even weirder is that these Taoist priests and monks get along very harmoniously, and they don't stand out from each other, giving people the feeling that they are a whole.

As his eyes raised a little bit, the fat man's eyes straightened, his pupils were full of shock, and he saw that this chanting hall had indeed changed, but it hadn't completely changed, retaining the grandeur of the red pillars and golden tiles of the Buddhist gate. However, the wall was replaced by a gray and simple brick wall.

Wind chimes engraved with gossip pictures are hung under the raised eaves. The wind chimes sway with the wind and make crisp bell sounds.

There are countless similar details, and the characteristics of Buddhism and Taoism are reflected in one building at the same time, which feels indescribably weird.

After a brief hesitation, the three of Jiangcheng walked forward~www.wuxiamtl.com~A young Taoist priest put down the sword in his hand, walked over suspiciously and asked, "Poverty Tao Xuanqi, who are you looking for?"

The three people in Jiangcheng did not answer, and continued to walk towards the gate of the chanting hall.

"Liu Bu, who are you? What are you doing here?" The Taoist followed closely behind.

When the three of Jiangcheng were about to approach the cleaning monks, an angry voice behind them immediately made them stop.

"Stay here, three benefactors! I asked you why you didn't answer, and if you insist on going forward, poor monk Huiqi will have to offend you!"

Ye Qiutang turned her head abruptly, the scene in front of her eyes made her pupils tremble, and she saw that the little Taoist priest had changed into a monk's robe at some point, and his hair had disappeared, and was staring at them angrily. Desperate posture with one step.

"Xuanmen is the most important place to be presumptuous!" Behind the so-called Huiqi, the Taoist priests who were a little further away shouted in unison.

(end of this chapter)