First Evolution

Latest website: Fang Linyan thought for a while. Even if such a huge temple is closed, there must be emergency measures. Otherwise, the monks, fire workers, etc. inside have reached the scale of thousands of people, just in the middle of the night. What if someone has an illness?

In addition, this temple will inevitably hide dragons and crouching tigers, and it is still a golden branch of the world's difficulty, so there is no need for side effects at all.

So Fang Linyan ran to the side door next to him, then knocked on the door knocker beside him loudly and shouted at the same time:

"I came here with Master Tang Jinchan's relics, and I want to see the abbot if I have important matters! Open the door, open the door!"

At this time, the storm was violent, and one after another thunderbolt blasted in the air, and Fang Linyan's shouts were directly dispersed in the wind and rain.

But soon, the doorman inside also came out and opened the door.

After all, this is not an ordinary temple. Because of the precious orbs on the Golden Light Pagoda, even the prosperity of the country has attracted the Siyi to the dynasty, so the rise and fall of the Golden Light Temple is even related to the national fortune.

Just like the guards at the gate of the White House will definitely do their duty, the gatehouse of the Golden Temple was also carefully selected. After all, there are often big people who enter and exit this gate.

When the concierge heard Fang Linyan's intention, he said in disbelief:

"You... don't babble, you will go to **** after you die!"

Fang Linyan knew that it was not as good as taking one thing to say a hundred sentences at this time, so he simply took out Tang Jinchan's relic: the Dafan Rosary.

"In the next Xie Wen, this is the token I brought!"

After all, this concierge is not of high status, but it can also be seen that the rosary in Fang Lin Yanshou is of extraordinary appearance. Ruoyu Ruoshi exudes a hazy light in the darkness! Faintly there is the sound of Sanskrit singing.

Not only that, beside the concierge, that is, among the statues of Vitus enshrined in the side hall next to the Jinguang Temple, there was also a vision of bells and drums ringing in unison.

Those who can be concierges still have basic winks, and immediately dare not neglect:

"Ah, it turned out to be the benefactor. You have also made a name for Nuo in the past few years. You are so famous as to meet. As expected, you are a chivalrous man, a dragon and a phoenix, and a phoenix dance for nine days..."

After throwing out a stack of compliments for no money, he invited Fang Linyan to the side to sit down, and then trot to inform his direct superiors, and then the three monks who were watching the night.

Half a minute later, a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe also rushed over. He was only about 30 years old, with handsome eyes, and it looked like the monk's robe was still a little untidy. He should have awakened in a hurry from his sleep:

As soon as the monk arrived, the two concierges who accompanied him immediately stood up, claiming to be a wise guest.

As soon as this wise knower arrived, he immediately said with joy:

"I said how my bodhi beads screamed for no reason in the middle of the night, because it turned out that Buddha Baokui came here at night!"

When Fang Linyan heard him say, he immediately went to look at his neck, but did not notice any beads, and then went to look at his wrists, and finally found that a string of jade-white beads was shining slightly, resonating with the Dafan Rosary. .

A known guest monk actually wore such a magic weapon on his body, and he was obviously placed in this position to exercise. There is actually a background behind him, so Fang Linyan did not dare to neglect, and put his hands together in a polite way:

"What is this master?"

The knowledgeable monk immediately replied:

"I dare not be a master, little monk Huiming, now a great confidant of this temple."

The knowledgeable monk can be understood as the front desk and receptionist of the temple. The Dazhike is the supervisor who manages the Zhike monk, also known as the Dazhibin.

The needs of a knowledgeable guest or a great knowledgeable guest is to be articulate and eloquent, and even at critical times, be able to make the monastery a blessing in disguise and turn danger into peace.

It is rumored that an emperor came to a famous temple to worship Buddha because he believed in religion. In fact, he was looking for trouble. He walked to the front of the temple and asked the abbot:

"I am the Lord of the Four Seas. You and other monks in monasteries are also on my king's soil, so do I need to bow down when I see your Buddhist statues?"

The abbot could not answer for a while.

Because he said that he needed to kneel and worship, he angered the monarch who was obviously here to find trouble. I am afraid that the monks all over the temple will not escape to death, and even the temple will be burned.

If you say not to bow down, then it violates the rules of Buddhism.

As a result, Zhike came out to the rescue at this time and cleverly resolved the crisis. What he said was: now the Buddha does not worship the Buddha.

It means that the emperor is the reincarnation of Buddhism, so it is the current Buddha, and the Buddha in the temple is like your own past Dharma body, so you don't have to worship it.

The emperor laughed, and this temple escaped.

Since then, all temples have attached great importance to the selection of scholars and monks.

In ordinary temples, there are often only two or three known guest monks.

A huge temple like the Jinguang Temple that can support the fortune of the nation, among other things, there is a constant stream of officials and nobles who burn incense since the first fifteenth day of the new year, and there must be a large number of scholars and monks under the jurisdiction, so as not to inadvertently offend the nobles.

Therefore, there are more than 20 scholars and monks. If Huiming can be a great knowledge, then he needs not only background but also ability.

After Fang Linyan and Huiming talked a few words, they heard shouts outside:

"Uncle Jiansi is here!"

Then I heard a neat row of footsteps outside, and then thirty monks and soldiers entered with sticks, neatly arranged, they looked well-trained, and they were as sharp as the regular army.

Then a great monk strode in. It was called a dragon's spirit and a tiger's fierce stride. As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on the Dafan rosary in Fang Linyan's hand.

***

Just as Fang Linyan had imagined before, the Jinguang Temple was built by imperial authority, it was an out-and-out royal temple, and it was also related to the fortunes of the country, so precautions must be strict.

There are even 800 monks and soldiers in the monastery, led by three monks. When the night is at night, each monastery will lead two hundred monks and soldiers to patrol everywhere. If there is an emergency at night, then the monastery can be the master.

The one on duty tonight is the great monk Shang Zongyan, one of the three prison monasteries.

This great monk is already in his early sixties, but he is a burly figure with a red face, and he walks in a vigorous manner, and his eyes are full of power.

He was a member of Sand Pirates when he was young, and it only took three years to break out of Nuo Da's fame.

But then I met Sanger, the previous host of the Jinguang Temple, and felt that he was destined to the Buddha.

Needless to say, there is one less aggressive sand thief in the wilderness, and there is one more jealous and enmity monk in Buddhism.

Zong Yan heard that a believer had come at night, and he also had the relics of Tang Jinchan, a great virtue monk. To be honest, he didn't believe him at first, but he also hurried forward with a few disciples and heard it in the side hall next to him. The strangeness of the bell and drum ringing, most of the doubts in my heart have been eliminated first.

When he saw the real thing, his hands were already trembling slightly, and he felt that all the practice on his body seemed to be cheering and joy, and the gate that had stuck himself was about to loosen.

But at this moment, Fang Linyan simply took the Dafan rosary back again. Zong Yan was immediately lost, as if something precious was missing. He was irritable and said:

"Get it out quickly!"

Fang Linyan glanced at him suspiciously and defensively, and then seriously said:

"I didn't come thousands of miles away, and I was intercepted by many monsters on the way, and even my loyal servant who had been following me for thirty years died for it, because the person who had agreed to give this thing to me would bring a word to me. The current abbot of the Jinguang Temple, Master Ban Zhida! This relic of Master Tang Jin Chan is my reward and a token."

"Are you a monk from the Jinguang Temple? How come you have coveted thoughts when you see Buddha treasures, just like those monsters?"

Fang Linyan's remarks were justified and well-founded, not only pretending to be compelling, but also highlighting his sacrifice, and finally created a tall image of loyalty and promise.

When the several monks next to him heard Fang Linyan's words, they were all abruptly moved, and then joined their hands together and said:

"Amitabha."

But only Zong Yan is different. He is a typical "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha". He has tasted the taste of a woman, riding a horse in the desert, and doing wanton killings. These things have not disappeared with the passage of time. But it has been haunting him like a demon.

Since seeing the Dafan Rosary that Fang Linyan took out, Zong Yan has been screaming "I want it", "I want it", "I want it" in his heart. As for what Fang Linyan said, what he really said was a single word. I didn't even listen.

Then Fang Linyan said to the knowledgeable monk next to him:

"You can be sure of the authenticity now, I know, it is indeed inconvenient to visit on such a night, but the monster that hunts me is very powerful and brutal, and I can only come to see the abbot overnight."

The Zhike monk nodded, and immediately lowered his head and turned around to leave in a hurry.

However, as soon as this knowledgeable monk turned around, he immediately irritated Zong Yan, who had already fallen into a frenzied state, and he was immediately an agitated spirit.

Abbot?

Once this treasure is in the eyes of the abbot!

Doesn't it mean there is nothing more between me and it?

This is not possible!

This is absolutely impossible! !

At this moment, Zong Yan was gasping for breath, only feeling that an indescribable fire was burning in his heart.

Then he suddenly roared:

"stop!"

The Zhike Seng turned his head blankly, and said in confusion:

"Senior Brother Zong Yan, what's the order?"

Zong Yan immediately pointed to Fang Linyan with red eyes:

"This person is clearly a spy of the demon, and wants an excuse to ask for a meeting to harm Senior Brother Abbot!"

"The thing he took out looks like Master Tang Jinchan's legacy. In fact, there is clearly a vicious trap inside. If you really call the abbot, you are a sinner."

"Niezha! Still not handing over that magic weapon."

At this time, Zong Yan looked like a hungry tiger. He exuded a terrible aura from all over his body, as if he wanted to choose people and eat them. The rest of the monks knew that the monk’s nature was like a fiery fire and hatred like hatred. It's hard to say anything.

Only a few people felt something was wrong with Zong Yan! The aura exuding from his body is not the meaning of the anger of the Buddhist King Kong at all, but madness!

Fang Linyan sneered and was about to refute, but for some reason, the verdict on the sign drawn out today also flashed in front of his eyes instantly:

"If you want to get first, you will roll the Yellow River."

Exactly at this moment, Zong Yan had already aimed at Fang Linyan and pounced straight up!

In this large crowd, in front of more than a dozen monks, they rushed forward like a hungry tiger.

This is really something Fang Linyan never expected:

"Is this guy crazy? How dare he do this?"

When Fang Linyan stayed for a while, he felt like Zong Yan was like a ferocious tiger, rushing straight in front of him, the hot breath rushing toward his face, even with a strong murderous aura.

Fang Linyan had just made a protective action, already hitting the face with a punch.

This punch hit his chest fiercely! Even if Athena's Blessing had been upgraded, Fang Linyan's eyes widened after hitting this punch, and he even felt that his internal organs had been stirred in an instant.

His eyes went black, and after a "poof" blood spurted out of his mouth, it turned into a large cloud of blood mist.

The whole person was also beaten to fly seven or eight meters, and even knocked down the two little novice monks behind him to the ground and turned into a ground gourd.

Looking at the battle record again, Zong Yan's punch directly caused him more than 900 points of damage. This is still on the premise of not hitting a critical strike or a critical attack.

Fortunately, after Zong Yan flew himself, Hui Ming was shocked to stop him, even though Hui Ming was kicked roughly right after that, it was a buffer time for Fang Linyan.

At this time, Fang Linyan knew very well that he underestimated Zong Yan's strength, and even his determination to **** the Dafan Rosary!

In this kind of rushed encounter environment, he would be crushed by Zong Yan at all, and maybe the guy with the next punch could put himself into a near-death state.

And now the only thing that can free oneself from the predicament is one thing! That is "abandon!"

Therefore, without saying anything, he raised his hand and threw Tang Jinchan's Dafan rosary directly. Then he didn't care about any decentness, as if he was throwing a grenade, he hurriedly hugged his head and chest protector, and rolled out to the side.

Obviously, Zong Yan’s behavior was only for the Dafan rosary, so after the Dafan rosary was thrown out, the whole person was already in the air like a vicious statue. Zong Yan fiercely kicked the beam next to him. Zhu Shang, then turned around and aimed at the Dafan Rosary and rushed forward.

The action was as if a vicious dog saw the bone...

The bucket-thick beams were kicked so fiercely by Zong Yan, and they immediately trembled. The roof tiles "cracked" and fell down a dozen pieces. The latter is estimated to be in disrepair for a long time, and even a rumbling collapse. The wall comes down.

After Zong Yan grabbed what he wanted, he went straight away without looking back.

Facing this sudden scene, a group of monks were really dumbfounded, and there were even fire-workers and the like poking out their heads curiously.

Fang Linyan clutched his chest with a pale face, sat up halfway against the wall, and gasped in grief:

"I think you and Master Tang Jinchan are in the same line of Buddhism. You risked your death to return the relics. You Jinguang Temple actually want to kill people at this time!"

He hadn't finished speaking, and another puff of blood spurted out, and the ground in front of him was dripping with blood, which looked very miserable.

However, Fang Linyan bit his tongue and spit out this bit of blood. Who is he?

Now that I have understood the hint of Mobius' mark, it is obviously time to act in a miserable drama. The more miserable I behave at this time, the better compensation will be given by Jinguang Temple.

Fang Linyan looked around by the way, and found that the movement of the previous wall collapsed was too great, so the surrounding monks gathered more and more. There were at least fifty or sixty people, all of them suspicious, scheming.

With the words of so many witnesses. Unless the people of Jinguang Temple are so frantic that they will kill them all, then their compensation will be stable.

The emergency mechanism of the Jinguang Temple at this time was obviously also doing a good job. Less than a minute after Zong Yan escaped, Huiming stood up with a pale face clutching his chest:

"Uncle Zong Yan has fallen into a demon. I can see clearly that he robbed the donor and fled directly outside the temple to get the jade bell!"

Obviously, this knowledgeable guest monk still speaks with great weight. He gave an order, and the concierge next to Liushen Wuzhu immediately stood up, as if he had a mastermind, and started to rush into the room directly, and then took out a small bell. Come out and put it in front of Huiming respectfully.

This small clock is about the size of an apple, but it looks simple and simple in appearance. It is a whole body, and there is a stick the size of a matchstick next to it. The material is like wood, jade, and bone.

Huiming coughed slightly, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and twisted the stick and tapped it lightly. The little bell immediately made a soft "ding".

Fang Linyan's eyes widened, what do you think this is?

As a result, five seconds later, in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the entire Golden Temple, the sonorous bells of "dong" rang at the same time!

At this time, Huiming struck three times in a row, and the Hong Bell in the Jinguang Temple also rang three times in a row. Such continuous roaring bells, not to mention the people of the entire temple, even the residents in the surrounding area, are estimated to be Was awakened together.

It turns out that this little jade bell is actually the hub of the Jinguang Temple! As the saying goes, when the jade bell moves, the alarm bells ring all over the place.

At this time, Fang Linyan finally let go, feeling that if he, the "victim" is awake, it would be too embarrassing for the great monks, so he simply closed his eyes, and then pretended to be unconscious.