Heavenly Genius

Generalized county, Xiaonanshan.

The mountains are green and the trees are deep. In the evening, Sanqi rushed to break the tranquility in the mountains and from time to time frightened the birds and animals along the mountain road.

Aside from the roadside, a small pavilion shelters a standing monument inside the pavilion from the wind and rain. The monument is engraved with the words 'Nanshan Temple' eroded by the years.

Song Yanqing, Xu Yitian, and Chen Guishuo stopped and looked at the inscription to confirm that they did not come to the wrong place. They looked up at the stone steps that curled up around the mountain in front of their eyes. It was hidden that there was a cornice in the forest dense on the mountain.

Song Yanqing gestured with his head tilted, Xu Yitian knocked the horse's belly with his heel, and the horse rushed up the stone steps. Song Yanqing followed, and Chen Guishuo finally followed.

An antique temple on the top of the mountain, quiet environment, the monk sweeping the floor in front of the door looked at the three people who jumped off the horse, and came forward to the courtesy: "Three donors, it is too late, I do n’t know ..."

Song Yanqing squinted coldly, no one in sight, turned him away, strode into the courtyard, Xu Yitian and Chen Guishuo also led the horse directly into the temple from the main entrance. The monk quickly threw the broom and ran back to report.

Soon, a dozen young and strong monks rushed out, holding sticks in a row, stopping three people in the courtyard. The robes were washed white one by one, a bit shabby.

Song Yanqing grabbed the money from the purse around his waist and threw it out.

Huang Cancan, all gold coins, this is not a little money, a group of monks looked at each other.

"The incense money! The box room is ready for us, the horse will feed the finest forage." Song Yanqing said lightly.

"Several donors turned out to be pilgrims!" The monk in charge under the eaves of the main hall hurriedly came over and waved a group of stick monks to lay down their weapons and personally greeted Song Yanqing. "This year, the soldiers are wild and there are many bandits in the mountains. The donor took the lead and thought it was a bad guy, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, please inside, please inside. "Stretching out his hand to the living room.

The three horses were taken care of by others, and the stick monks began to pick up the gold coins on the ground.

"Are you the host of this courtyard?" Song Yanqing, who walked under the eaves corridor, asked.

"No, the poor monk is ruo, the first in the Eastern Court." Ruo Ke politely declared himself as if he looked like Song Yanqing as a gold lord.

Song Yanqing squinted him, "Let your host come to see me."

Ruddy shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, the host of outing friends, will come back tomorrow!"

It was night, and Song Yanqing and his three people stayed in the guest room.

Soon after the smoke of the temple room was extinguished, two young monks brought us a meal.

Zhaifan was laid out, the two little monks retreated, Xu Yitian went to the table and looked at it, just a pot of green rice with rice, it was simple enough.

Xu Yitian found out a small porcelain bottle, shook a little white powder into the rice bowl, and stirred it with a spoon. His face changed quickly. I saw that the color of the rice bowl was a little black. He turned around and gently called out, "Brother!"

When Song Yanqing and Chen Guishuo approached, their faces also changed. This meal was poisonous. Fortunately, it was checked. Otherwise, I do n’t know what will happen. Who would have thought that this seemingly normal temple can do this kind of thing? Come.

"A group of thieves are bald!" Chen Guishuo gritted his teeth and turned to find a group of monks to settle the bill.

Song Yanqing pulled out his hand and grabbed his arm, recruited the two to approach, and whispered for a while.

Looking back, Xu Yitian took the pot of vegetarian food and found a corner to deal with. After slightly decorating things on the table, the three nodded to each other and motioned to the ground one after another.

Half an hour, however, a window in the corner opened a gap, one eye looked into the room and disappeared.

After a while, there was a footstep outside, and two monks came into the door, followed by an old monk wearing a cassock, not tall, thin, slightly rickety, dark complexion, white beard, eyes shining brightly God, it is Nanshan Temple presided over the round side.

Followed by the influx of several stick monks outside, the former East Courtyard's first rumu followed the old monk's left, and on the right was the West Courtyard's first Ruming.

A disciple lit up with an empty pot and said, "Eat all."

Look at the people lying at the bottom of the feet, the first seat of the Western Court sighed together, "Sin has sinned, host, we have made another sin!"

The host Fang Yuan sighed, "The world is so chaotic, the people don't talk about their lives, the people don't care about themselves, who will come to donate sesame oil money? I do n’t have enough stomach. If people go away and go together, what are you talking about to revitalize Nanshan Temple? Give me a few more years and save enough money. I will definitely build a large temple in the city to fulfill my last wish. We do n’t have to do this anymore if we have incense money in our account. "

"Ah!" Several sighs sounded among the monks.

Ruwu waved his hand, and a few stick monks stepped forward to search for the bodies of the three people on the ground.

Anyone who knew the sudden change suddenly screamed "Ah", and Xu Yitian kicked out, kicking several people in a row.

Song Yanqing also got up, grabbed the neck of a stick monk, and sneered: "A bunch of thief monks who seek money and kill lives!" He directly twisted it off, grabbed it in the back of his hand, and the sword placed behind was sheathed, sucked in, and ingested into his hand.

Three swords flashed suddenly, a group of stick monks waved wooden sticks to resist, which block was instantly killed by a flesh and blood, screaming again and again, the rest were scared out, leaving only the presidency waving a zen stick Ding Ding Dang Dang resisted, covering the monks' evacuation, and there was a faint spirit on his body.

"It turns out to be a goblin!" Song Yanqing sneered with a sneer, slashed down with a sword, a round square Zen stick stopped, and the shocked Song Yanqing's arm numb.

Yuanfang is obviously not the opponent of Song Yanqing and others. Anyone who can almost fight him has no strength to fight back. In addition to his amazing brute force, Xiuwei is really not very good.

What is surprising to the three is that Yuan Fang has been hit by several swords, and the clothes on his body have been ragged, but it is difficult for Jian Feng to hurt his body. Xiaoming, from the cracks in the clothes, there were hairy things exposed, and the blade edge could actually make a metal friction.

However, the three quickly discovered the flaws of the round square. The sword blade was useless. Only the thorns could pierce the round square skin. Rao is a round, square-skinned and thick meat, which avoids the point repeatedly, and can't eat even under a few swords. The blood in the dodge ticks all the way.

Several people were killed in the yard. Song Yanqing raised his hand and gestured. Xu Yitian and Chen Guishuo stopped and stopped the attack. The three of them formed a horn and surrounded the terrified circle with a horrified face in the middle.

The monks in the monastery appeared to have all appeared. In addition to the dozen or so people who had just died in the hands of Song Yanqing, there were more than 20 monks on the scene. The guys holding them were all terrified. They saw Song Yanqing and others. He was so afraid to get close, and he didn't want to throw away the round side to escape.

The blood-tight round square panted heavily, crossed the Zen stick in his hand, and slowly turned around to alert the three.

"Want to die or want to live?" Song Yanqing asked lightly.

Yuanfang gritted his teeth and said: "I said that if you want to live, you can let me go?"

Song Yanqing said: "Of course there is no such good thing. If you want to live, you can help me. As long as you obediently obey, your wish to enter the city to build a temple will help you realize it. It will also allow the court to give you an official identity, otherwise you go anywhere. Worrying about life, those monks who kill monsters and eliminate demons will not let you go easily! "A token was revealed by turning your hand.

The word "punishment" on the token shrinks Yuanfang's pupils ...

After a while, the monks who died in the sorrows of the rabbits began to clean up their bodies. Song Yanqing and others went to another clean room.

In the guest room, in front of Song Yanqing and others, the rounded wound square made the disciple retreat, but the golden hair in that body made Song Yanqing and others see that the emotion is a climate-insensitive demon and could not fully humanize.

Watching Yuanfang put on his clothes again, Song Yanqing said strangely: "As far as I know, this Nanshan Temple seems to have some years. How can a group of monks let you be a goblin as the host?" The other monks confirmed it as soon as they fought. Real people, the host is a fairy, how can it not be strange.

Avoid pulling open the wound and slowly dressing Yuan Fang said with a bitter smile: "In fact, I am not the host of Yuan Fang ..."

After he told the truth, Song Yanqing and other talents understood that the original Yuanfang host had been dead two years ago, and he was a bear that the monks of Nanshan Temple picked up from the mountain two hundred years ago. Maybe It is because of the common knowledge of Buddhism that he gradually learned spirituality, and he realized a set of methods for absorbing the spirits of heaven and earth. He slowly developed cultivation practices, and then practiced in the mountains. When he had a certain revision to start the transformation ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The reference object of the transformation was the Yuanfang host, so it became the appearance of the Yuanfang, but the cultivation was not enough, the transformation was not yet complete, There is still room for improvement.

As he said, the world is too chaotic, and Nanshan Temple is very difficult to maintain. When Yuanfang Host was still alive, he kept getting supplies from outside, so that Nanshan Temple barely supported. Yuanfang did not want Nanshan Temple to collapse when he hosted Yuanji, but entrusted Nanshan Temple to him, but this guy started to lead a group of monks to do unspeakable activities in order to fulfill Yuanfang ’s last wish, not only in the temple. Fortune-telling, he also took the monks of Nanshan Temple to the roadside to fight in ambush. However, some monks used to be quietly nourished by the property he had obtained. I really couldn't bear to do this personally. What happened to the robbery of Buddhist disciples? When he left, there were only less than half of the hundreds of people left. As a result, the murder of money fell into the hands of Song Yanqing.

"I actually did a lot of good deeds. The groups of bandits who were in the mountains and forests nearby were all I quietly brought to Nanshan Temple disciples to clean them up. We will sweep them in batches. We robbed when we saw people, and robbed back to the cottage when we saw women. We are different. We only rob rich people. We are absolutely not guilty of the poor. When it comes to fruitful harvests, we occasionally go to nearby villages to give some food. I do n’t believe you can inquire, since I ’ve been the host, the nearby villages no longer have to worry about bandits, they do n’t have to close their doors at night. Although they do n’t know that Nanshan Temple helped them solve the problem, they will only say that Nanshan Temple is good, no. It ’s a bad word. The reputation of Nanshan Temple is absolutely okay in the vicinity! "Yuanfang emphasized this point in particular, intending to prove that he is actually a good person.

After listening to Song Yanqing, three people were stunned, and they were shocked to the host by heaven, which is the temple host? This is clearly the lead brother!