Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 387 Qinglian Temple

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"jingle…!"

Accompanied by the crisp bell, a high priest holding a bamboo stick walked along a fairly wide mountain road.

It is Xu Junming who travels to the earth after five years of meditation in Dihuang Cave.

In recent years, people’s livelihoods have become increasingly difficult, and the government has imposed heavy taxes on businesses. Therefore, many business travelers have avoided tax cards on the main roads and detoured to save money.

Therefore, on this fairly smooth mountain road, it is not possible to see the traveling merchants carrying the cargo and the carriages full of all kinds of cargo.

However, mountain roads are difficult to navigate, and there are many potholes in the middle. Once those wagons that are loaded with a lot of cargo and are extremely heavy are caught in it, it will be a big trouble.

"Crack", there was a crisp sound.

Seeing the carriage in front fell into the stone pit, the axle was overwhelmed and broke directly.

The heavy cargo fell off instantly.

The bamboo stick in Xu Junming's hand lit up, like an invisible giant hand, grabbing the goods. At the same time, the stone pit, which was one foot deep, suddenly lifted up, lifting the wheels that fell into it.

Broken axles are also automatically connected, restored to their original shape, and even tougher.

Putting the goods back on the carriage, with a startled look beside him, wearing a gray robe, who seemed to be the owner of the goods, trot over and bowed deeply to Xu Junming.

"Zhang Youde of Jinhua County would like to thank the real man for his help."

"Are you from Jinhua County?" Xu Junming's heart moved.

"Exactly."

"How far is this place from Jinhua County?"

"About ninety miles!" After a pause, "The Daoist also wants to go to Jinhua?"

Xu Junming nodded.

"In that case, the Taoist leader may as well go with him, and I am familiar with the path to Jinhua."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard thunder in the air.

The thick black clouds from the southeast were rolling in, and it was obvious that a heavy rain fell in a short while.

"Dao Master, not far in front is an abandoned Buddhist temple for many years, where we can shelter from the rain."

Xu Junming had planned to play the world in this journey. After listening to him, he did not refuse.

Zhang Youde took a few guys, drove the cart, and walked along the mountain road for about half a mile with Xu Junming, and there was a trace of a cornice in the forest on the left front.

Although I haven't got the full picture, the scale of this Buddhist temple should be quite large.

Sure enough, when Zhang Youde led Xu Junming down the mountain road, he turned into the dense forest along a stone road, and after a bend, a magnificent Buddhist temple appeared in front of him.

The whole Buddhist temple is built on the mountain, from bottom to top, it is divided into Third Stage.

There are many branch buildings in each First Stage.

Adding all these forests together, there are probably 30 or 40 temples in this Buddhist temple.

It can be imagined that this Buddhist temple was so incense.

But now, except for a few halls, most of the rest are broken.

The magnificent mountain gate collapsed halfway, and there was no trace in the morning and evening. Half of the collapsed clay statue was shrouded in cobwebs and beast dung, and with the thick soil, it was long gone.

However, a crack at the broken wall was relatively clean. Zhang Youde drove the carriage from this gap into the yard.

In the spacious courtyard overgrown with weeds, many large cars have been parked.

Obviously, they are not the only merchants who come here to shelter from the rain.

Because most of the penthouses on both sides collapsed, the Great Hall in the middle became a common choice for everyone.

The plaque in the center of the Great Hall is gone, and I don’t know who set it on fire.

Stepping forward, a statue of Buddha without a head sits on the high platform in the middle. The image should be Buddha Shakyamuni.

The four big sa statues on both sides are also mostly damaged, and the only complete Guanyin Bodhisattva also has one arm missing.

The spacious hall, probably because people often come to spend the night, is still clean.

Seeing them coming in, the people who came first in the temple just took a look and went to work.

We are all proficient businessmen, and there is nothing curious about each other.

As for Xu Junming, this world has become a place for Taoists since the great emperor Martial Emperor destroyed the Buddha.

It's normal to meet one or two Taoist scholars.

After finding a relatively free place in the Great Hall, Xu Junming walked over.

"Master Dao, you do it first. I'll arrange the goods and bring the food by the way."

Before he could speak, Zhang Youde ran out in a hurry.

It took nearly half an hour to come in with four young men.

When he came to Xu Junming, he opened the package on his back.

A dozen full heads and a few oil paper bags were exposed inside.

After opening, there are pickles, salted fish, and a half-eaten chicken.

"Dao Master, I was in a hurry and didn't bring any good food. You will use some of these, right?"

Xu Junming waved his hand.

"You don't need to be polite. I have been training for many years and have long been bigu. You can just eat it."

After that, he closed his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Youde opened his mouth, saw the solemn and steady face in front of him, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

After arching the cupped hands, he took the food and shared it with some of the buddies.

Before a meal was finished, there was a roar of strong wind outside, and the surrounding trees shook as if they were broken. In my eyes, many people are worried that this temple will collapse.

‘Boom’.

Amidst lightning and thunder, heavy rain fell.

Fortunately, when this Buddhist temple was built, drainage was taken into consideration. In addition, the woods on the mountain are not too high.

Although the rain was not small, it did not cause waterlogging.

It's just that the thunderstorm has been intensified, and the rain splashed in at the corner of the Great Hall. Those who were resting here had to concentrate inside.

In the already crowded Great Hall, it instantly became more crowded.

"Uncle Zhou, there are too many people here. I think there are a few Great Halls behind this Buddhist temple that are still intact. Why don't we spend the night there?"

A young man's voice rang.

"Young Master, the back hall is not peaceful, let's wait here."

A strong man in his forties said.

"It's not peaceful, is there still a ghost in this Buddhist land?" Young Lang has never seen a ghost in his life, and coupled with his youthful vigor, he speaks quite arrogantly.

"Hey, if you don't believe me, you boy can go to the apse. Those dirty things like your thin skin and tender meat the most." A rough man with a knife teased.

The big guys around him also laughed loudly.

"you…!"

The young man was about to get angry when he was stopped by the man surnamed Zhou.

The rough guys on the other side danced with knives and guns, and at a glance, they knew that they weren't any good characters to deceive. They go out to ask for money, so naturally they don't want to cause trouble in vain.

However, what they said caused the people around to start the discussion.

"Lao Liu, you are the most familiar with this road. Is there really something dirty in this temple?"

Looking at his nervous-looking companion, the man named Liu nodded his head in a green cloth costume.

"You fucking, brought us to spend the night with something dirty?"

"Lao Si Zhang, don’t know what’s good or bad. It’s a shelter from the rain in a radius of fifty miles. If you don’t come here, do you want to get caught on the road? Look at it for yourself, it’s really going to be soaked by the heavy rain outside and infected with the wind and cold. , You have to lose half your life."

Zhang Laosi snorted, his tone weakened a lot.

"Half life is left in the rain, and it falls into the mouth of the dirty stuff. Ten lives are not enough to pay."

"Look at your prominence. Don't worry, this Qinglian Temple is haunted, but as long as you don't go to the two Great Halls in the back, you'll be fine. So, at night, your old boy, just be honest and don't run around. Save your life Wu You."

"real?"

"Who dares to lie about this kind of thing?"

Zhang Laosi stroked his hairless chin.

"Odd, there is still something that doesn't eat people?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the apse and try it yourself."

"Shit, daddy wants to live a few more days."

Everyone who walks outside knows the truth: One thing is better than one thing less.

These words fell in Xu Junming's ears. Under curiosity, Divine Sense swept through the temples behind him.

"I see."

With his current Cultivation Base and Realm, there are not many threats to his existence in the Great Eternal World, and the existence after Qinglian Temple is even farther away.

But they don't look like evil people, and Xu Junming doesn't bother to care.

As time passed, the wind and rain outside the temple gradually diminished.

The night became darker and thicker, shrouded the entire mountain temple in darkness.

With the fresh air in the mountains after the rain, drove a way in the Great Hall, and the tired people gradually fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, the dark clouds covering the sky slowly dissipated, and a silver moon hung on the treetops, spreading the sky full of silver brilliance to the mountains.

Like a layer of bright silver gauze, mysterious and beautiful.

Xu Junming, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, two brilliant lights, making the Great Hall shine.

It is a pity that those who have fallen asleep have not noticed this scene.

"Forget it, let's see what you plan to do?"

Closing his eyes, peace in the hall was restored.

Not long, a series of footsteps sounded from outside the Great Hall.

"Squeak", the heavy palace door was pushed open, and the hoarse rubbing sound instantly awakened many people who were dozing off.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that an old man wearing a gorgeous brown gown and a square cap, describing the wealthy state, walked in.

Behind him were four little servants carrying lanterns.

In response to the eyes of everyone, the old man smiled and arched his hands.

"I’m here for you. Here is the Hujiazhuang family behind this mountain. Tonight, my grandfather will marry a daughter and order the dealers. All merchants who pass by my Hujiazhuang will invite me to Hujiazhuang for a wedding banquet. Gift."

"It's a coincidence to rank today. If you don't dislike it, please follow the old man."

"Hujiazhuang, when is there a Hujiazhuang behind this mountain?"

"Follow it, since it is a wedding banquet, it must be a good wine and meat treat. I happened to go to his house to have a warm meal, and get a solid night's sleep. Isn't it better than the cold wind and rain in this Great Hall? Not to mention it. Have money to take."

After he said, everyone except Xu Junming's eyes lit up.

They seem to have forgotten the apse evil that feared like a tiger after talking about it before.

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