I Made the World Mutate

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"Amitabha! Barren mountain temple, there are no attractions to visit."

A little monk in the barren hill could not hide the hidden surprise. "However, I do n’t want to give away the donor's sesame oil. How can I turn away the donor? Do you know the Qingshan Baocha of Qiwu Mountain? The donor can be reached by car."

Castle Peak?

Qiwu Mountain?

Isn't that near where the ancient battlefield is?

Thinking of the battlefield of ancient ruins, Xiao Mu's face could not help but a hint of anxiety.

While there, he had met curses.

Although that time only felt the existence of the curse ghost far away, and immediately stayed away, the power of the curse ghost left a deep impression on his heart.

Xiao Mu couldn't help snoring, thinking of a curse ghost near Qingshan Baocha.

However, the next moment, he made a decision.

What about curse ghosts?

I realized in advance that the big deal was to stay away immediately.

After all, the emergence of powerful evils at this level of curses and ghosts are all signs. Perhaps ordinary mutants can't find them, but they can never hide his eyes and eyes from practicing Taoist methods.

After packing up, I set off immediately and went to the ancient battlefield of Qiwu Mountain again.

After getting off the train at the station near the ancient battlefield, Xiao Mu followed the road to the hill where Qingshan Baocha was located according to the map.

He hired a car. It didn't take long for him to reach the hill where Qingshan Baocha was located.

Qingshan Baocha has a good name. In fact, it is a small and shabby temple with a small area and no believers. After the world mutates, fewer people come and it looks even worse.

The construction time of this small temple is not short. It is said that it has been hundreds of years old and was built in the late Ming Dynasty.

The person who built this ancient temple is said to be a senior official. The purpose of the ancient temple was to become a monk.

So in a sense, the original body of this Baocha is actually a private temple.

Looked at the plaque above the gate with the words Qingshan Baocha.

This plaque is obsolete and obviously has a history of hundreds of years. The pendant under the name is Qingshan Monk.

Qingshan, according to Xiao Mu's guess, may be the official name of the senior official who built the ancient temple.

"what!"

Standing at the door of Qingshan Baocha, Xiao Mu looked up to watch the weather above Baocha, but couldn't help but look a little surprised, his face appeared surprised.

Above the Baocha, there was a sacred breath in addition to the evil breath brought about by the evil spirits.

This sacred breath comes from the Buddhist gate, with a solemn and divine Purity of all sentient beings, as if it was released from some kind of great monk or some Buddhist gate.

"Interesting!"

Xiao Mu's face soon smiled.

Needless to say, from the weather we just saw, there must be evil spirits in this Castle Peak.

In addition to evil spirits, there may be a Buddhist monk or a treasure with Buddhist magic, both of which must be one.

Stepping in, the scene inside Baocha was to let Xiao Mu take a look.

Qingshan Baocha is very small. After entering, it is a small courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a bald young monk who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and definitely less than twenty years old, lying on a lounger and looking at mobile games leisurely.

Looking at his excitement, it was clear that he was at a critical juncture.

"Army attack!"

A sound suddenly came from the cell phone, and the little monk looked more focused. Holding the cell phone, a few fingers quickly became crazy on the screen.

This kind of scene made the solemn weather of Buddhism destroyed on the spot.

"Ahem!"

Feeling weird and funny, Xiao Mu couldn't help but cough, trying to attract the attention of the young monk.

The little monk who was addicted to mobile games did not raise his head. He said very skillfully, "For the table, there are incense, two hundred dollars a pillar, please put the incense on your own. Next to it is the merit box. If you want to give alms oil, It. "

Xiao Mu couldn't help crying and laughing, so he ignored the young monk for the time being, walked to the front of the temple, put on Zhu Xiang, and threw two hundred dollars into the merit box, and Xiao Mu returned.

"what!"

Xiao Mu, who was going to ask the little monk for a few words, looked at the little monk for a few moments, and then he couldn't help but look surprised.

This little monk, Xiao Mu guessed, should be the little monk on the Internet.

The little monk said on the Internet that he had dreamed about the evil spirit and wanted to eat it. At this time, Xiao Mu was able to make an absolute judgment. That was not a dream, but a true one.

This point can be seen from the insidiousness and obscurity of the young monk who can't be masked. Recently, the young monk must have had contact with creatures such as evil spirits.

In addition, it was close, Xiao Mu even smelled a strong **** gas from the monk's body.

Is it a blood ghost?

This strong **** gas is obviously left by the blood ghosts.

It seems that the evil demon who dreamed of the young monk in his dream was not an ordinary evil, but a blood ghost.

After realizing that he was a blood ghost, Xiao Mu's expression became even more surprised, and at the same time, he was a little happy.

Blood ghost means at least five energy points.

Killing it will hopefully break through to the middle of the psychic realm.

This little monk is obviously an ordinary person who neither practices Buddhism nor martial arts, not even mutants.

In this case, how did he escape from the blood ghost?

Why should he let him go?

Xiao Mu was puzzled.

After thinking about it, he didn't hurry to ask, just stood in front of the young monk and stared at the young monk.

After the game was over, the little monk who came back to God looked at Xiao Mu, "Er! Is there anything else for the donor?"

Xiao Mu smiled, "You are a little monk in the barren mountains, that is, you posted on the Internet and said that you have encountered evil in your dreams?"

"Uh! It's me."

The little monk is aunty.

Xiao Mu said: "May I ask the master's law?"

Little monk said: "Little monk knows the wrong way."

"Master Zhifei, is there only you in this temple?"

Xiao Mu asked again.

Zhifei Little Monk said: "Yeah ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Is the donor okay?"

"That's it, little master. I suspect that the dream you had last night was not a dream, but that you really met an evil spirit. Can you take me to your house?"

Xiao Mu asked.

"It turned out that the donor was for evil spirits."

Zhifei heard a smile, with a relieved expression. Soon, his face appeared sly, and a finger was raised. "A thousand pieces of incense money, I will bring the donor in to catch the ghost . "

"also."

Xiao Mu doesn't care, for a thousand dollars, it's nothing to him.

"Haha!"

Seeing Xiao Mu's promise, Zhifei Xiaomon jumped off the recliner with a smile and rejoiced: "A ghost in the house has turned into a good thing and can make money. Please don't hesitate to come with me."

Then, take Xiao Mu to his bedroom.