Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 1648 A blue lamp with ancient Buddha (2)

Song Yiyang went to his grandfather's Shenwu Sect and heard something that interested him.

The spies came to report that in the capital of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, someone who was suspected of being able to summon a group of beasts appeared.

Both my grandfather and father wanted to let people find out.

His peach blossom eyes shone brightly, revealing a few traces of interest, and self-reported that he was brave enough to go to the Xiaoyue Dynasty.

He went as he said, and he acted as he wanted, and he set off on the same day without anyone to bring him, only one saint, Xu Yuan, was forced to be sent by his grandfather.

The Dongchen Kingdom and the Xiaoyue Dynasty are far apart, and there is a sunset mountain range in the middle as a natural barrier.

"His Royal Highness, after passing this border city, the front is the territory of the Xiaoyue Dynasty."

When night fell, two figures appeared outside the mountain range, and looking from afar, a barren border town appeared within sight.

"Strange, why don't they light the lights?"

Xu Yuan frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

The sky was already dark, and only a bright moon hung in the starry sky, illuminating the whole earth.

There are households in the city over there, there are about a few hundred households, but it is pitch-dark, there is no light at all, and it looks a bit strange.

Song Yiyang hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his eyes, and said, "It seems a bit interesting, let's go and have a look."

The city gate was in disrepair, unguarded, and crunched by the wind.

The two figures slowly walked in.

Most of the city is still a mud house, which looks very poor, but not long after walking forward, there is an inn with lanterns hanging in front of the inn.

This kind of lantern is usually lit at night, but it is not lit tonight, and the door of the inn is closed, it does not seem to be doing business.

"Your Highness, there is no ash on the door."

Xu Yuan touched the door and said.

Song Yiyang nodded lightly. It seemed that there was no business today. In other words, the door was open during the day and closed at night.

"Didn't you come to Xiaoyue Dynasty once, is this the case?"

he asks.

Xu Yuan said: "The last time I came was during the day. Although this place is a little poorer, people can be seen everywhere. Unlike now, the doors of every household are closed."

Boom!

Song Yiyang stepped forward and knocked on the door of the inn a few times.

There was no movement inside, and naturally no one came to open the door.

"boom!"

With a hard kick, the door was kicked open by Song Yiyang, he patted the ashes stained on the corner of his robe, and walked in gracefully.

Xu Yuan followed behind, looking around vigilantly.

"what?"

Song Yiyang narrowed his eyes.

Even though it was dark all around, his eyesight was good. He saw the shopkeeper and the two guys lay on the table and were sleeping soundly, breathing steadily.

It was strange that the three of them didn't wake up after such a big movement.

Xu Yuan went up to check, and came back after a while: "They were neither poisoned nor drugged, they just fell asleep and entered a state of deep sleep."

So the door was broken, and a few people were still sleeping soundly.

But this is even more bizarre.

"Let's go."

Since there is nothing to see, there is nothing to look at.

Song Yiyang took out a piece of gold from the storage ring, and threw it on the counter at will, which was considered a compensation for kicking the door.

Next, he asked Xu Yuan to visit other households to see if this was the case.

Seeing the dignified son of Xuyuan, sneaking into and out of other people's bedrooms like a flower thief, Song Yiyang rubbed his chin with a wicked smile.

"Your Highness, it's all the same."

Xu Yuan stern face, not very happy.

"That is to say, the entire border town, nearly a thousand people, fell into a deep sleep state at the same time."

Song Yiyang was thoughtful.

At this moment, white fog appeared in the air, and in the direction of the Xiaoyue Dynasty from outside the city, bright lights suddenly lit up, and a building was looming in the thick night.

The good-looking brows frowned slightly, Song Yiyang closed his eyes and listened for a while, his blood-red lips moved slightly:

"Sanskrit."

"Sanskrit? What does Your Highness mean, is that a temple?"

Xu Yuan said suspiciously: "But why don't I remember that there is a temple over there, didn't I notice it before?"

"Pretend to be a ghost, I have to see what's going on alone."

Song Yiyang strode up, dressed in red under the thick fog of the night, flirting with beauty.

As they approached, a temple with red walls and green tiles appeared in front of the two of them.

The gate of the temple was open, Song Yiyang looked up, and the name of the temple was on the plaque.

"Anonymous Temple."

"Amitabha, the two benefactors, but you want to stay overnight?"

At this time, an old old monk walked out with a Zen stick.

He doesn't seem to have any cultivation base at all, just like a most ordinary mortal.

But the more so, the more alarming.

"Do not……"

Just as Xu Yuan was about to refuse, Song Yiyang stepped in.

"Yeah, the two of us want to stay overnight, presumably your temple should be convenient."

He looked around leisurely, and where he entered his eyes, although the lights were bright, there was no one there. It was so empty that he could hear echoes when he spoke.

"It's natural and convenient. The two have a relationship with the Buddha. Today, the two are staying overnight. There are already arrangements in the dark. Come with the old monk."

The old monk hunched his body, moved slowly, and took Song Yiyang and Xuyuan to the dormitory where the pilgrims lived.

"Why are you the only old monk in such a big temple?"

Song Yiyang asked casually.

"The nameless little temple can't hold other big Buddhas, the Buddha Dharma is boundless, and the old monk guarding the temple alone is enough."

The old monk said slowly.

After a while, he arrived at the dormitory.

"The donors will be here for one night, and they will leave after dawn."

"Thank you, Master."

Xu Yuan bent down.

The old monk laughed, looked at Song Yiyang one more time, and then walked back with his Zen stick. He moved very slowly, like an old man who was dying.

"His Royal Highness, everything here is weird, we have to be careful. The last time I came, I remember very clearly that I did not see this temple, but this temple is of a primitive age, and it does not seem to have been built in the past two years. of."

Closing the door, Xu Yuan frowned and said.

He felt that there must be something wrong with the old monk. The temple did not ask them, so they brought them in. Maybe they had another purpose.

"What are you afraid of, the soldiers will block the water and cover the soil."

Song Yiyang sat down on the humble earthen kang and began to practice breathing.

It's useless for Xu Yuan to be in a hurry. After all, the old monk didn't do anything. He just guessed that there was something wrong with the old monk, so he couldn't tie up people and torture them.

He couldn't calm down, but Song Yiyang meditated with calm breathing, and soon entered a state of cultivation, nothing else.

The night passed quickly, and the east showed fish white.

Nothing happened that night.

Song Yiyang slowly opened his eyes, got up, opened the door, and walked out.