Lanke Chess Edge

As soon as Lu Shanjun left Xiaoliang Mountain, Yufeng's speed immediately increased, and he flew towards the direction where Ji Yuan left. Naturally, he wondered whether he could catch up with his mentor. After all, he only said a few more words when he stayed. Words belong to the relationship between the front and rear feet leaving.

It's a pity that things backfired, you can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can't catch up with a person who deliberately hides from you, especially if this person is more capable than you.

With the Taixu Jade Talisman privately gifted by Yuhuaishan Qiufeng in his hand, and Ji Yuan deliberately concealing his aura, there are not many people who can find him, at least not Lu Shanjun.

So after chasing for half a day, after chasing from Xining Mansion to the land of almost one state before seeing Ji Yuan, Lu Shanjun finally gave up and started to turn back with the wind. After all, there is still something to do in Xining Mansion, isn't it? He has his own business, but that of the monk Jueming.

Ji Yuan watched Lu Shanjun go away in the sky, took out the dried leaf bag from his cuff, lowered his head and opened it, there was about a handful of sun-dried goji berries inside.

I took one and chewed it in my mouth, it tasted sweet and slightly sour, it was delicious.

Half a day later, the sky began to darken. In the wilderness outside Xining Prefecture, Lu Shanjun slowly fell from the sky. Seeing that there was no one around, he opened his mouth and let out a breath, turning into a ghost in front of him. Ming monk.

"Goodness, Great Ming King Buddha, is this a ghost body..."

After the monk Jueming finished reciting the Buddha's name, he stretched out his hand to look at himself, but he couldn't feel his heartbeat, and he wasn't sensitive to the temperature change of the outside world, at least there was no chill.

Lu Shanjun looked at the monk, at this moment the other party has become a ghost, although he cannot know the details of the other party's thoughts, but he can clearly feel the changes in his mood and obsession with good and evil.

So now to a certain extent, Lu Shanjun actually understands his Buddha nature better than Monk Jueming himself, and he also knows this monk's mind at the moment. If Lu Shanjun was reborn when he transformed into a new body, then Monk Jueming died once, even if he became a monk. Ghosts, but also have similar feelings.

Compared with the ghosts in the past, the aura of the monk Jueming at this moment is calm and there is no gloomy look. Lu Shanjun can understand why the group of monks in Daming Temple are so nervous. Jue Ming, but Jueming is not dead. There are such changes.

"Master Jueming, ghosts are also ghosts. They are afraid of the light of the sky and have the weakness of ghosts. But ghosts are different from ordinary ghosts. They are more like humans. You are more like humans. Here in the wilderness Suburban land, the front is Xining Mansion, I will let you go now!"

Lu Shanjun no longer called the monk in front of him "Zhao Long", but directly called "Master Jueming". When the words fell, he had already sucked back a thin wisp of smoke from the monk's ghost.

"After letting you go, you are no longer my ghost. Although you are free, you must also pay attention. My mana on you is only enough to last for one year. After one year, you will have to rely on your own yin life." Now, I'm not sure you can have a few years, but you need to hurry up to do what you want to do."

Monk Jueyuan bowed to the Buddha.

"Thank you, Benefactor Lu!"

Lu Shanjun cupped his hands in return.

"Master, take care, I hope to see you again one day. By the way, you can go to the places under the jurisdiction of river gods, land, and mountain gods, but you must be careful of ghosts and gods. , they probably won’t let it go.”

"Okay, the poor monk knows!"

Although the monster on the opposite side just ate him, Jueming was sincerely grateful at this time, seeing that Lu Shanjun seemed to be leaving, he hurriedly asked about something he cared about.

"Tiger, among the nine people, have you met all of them, and what happened?"

Lu Shanjun smiled, sat down on a nearby rock, opened his mouth and exhaled again, and summoned Lanningke, the ghost.

"This person is Lanningke, he's even more of a jerk than the former Zhao Long."

After Lanningke appeared, he immediately looked at Jueming, with a smile on his face, because his face hadn't changed much, even though his head was bald, he still recognized who it was immediately.

"Hahahaha... Zhao Long, you were also eaten, hahahaha, you are not a good person, you still pretend to be a monk!"

Jueming put his palms together in salute.

"What benefactor Lan said is very true. Buddhism is merciful. May you be freed from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. Great Ming Wang Buddha."

"you……"

Lanningke was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had punched cotton, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. His mood change made Lu Shanjun, who could feel it, find it extremely amusing.

Lu Shanjun continued with a smile.

"Luo Ningshuang is married as a woman. She takes care of her husband and raises her children at home. She still has a bit of chivalry. She should be able to raise some good children. He is upright; Wang Kenai, the chief arrester of the former mansion, has arrested countless criminals, and acts impartially; Du Heng is even more amazing. He thought that the loss of his arm would have broken the path of martial arts, but he switched to his left hand to strive for strength. Xingxia Dao is already a generation of famous heroes; as for the others, I haven't found them yet."

Jueming nodded, he had met Du Heng before, and he was a little envious of Du Heng when he met him in the monastery.

"Thank you, Lord Lu, for letting me know that the poor monk left, and Lord Lan, take care."

After saluting again, Jueming turned around and headed towards Xining Fucheng. Lanningke on the side came back to his senses at this time, looking a little excited.

"Tiger, you let him go? You gave him back his freedom? Why, why can he? Why!?"

"There are so many why, you have to understand why, and you will leave too!"

Lu Shanjun was too lazy to pay attention to him, and after putting down a word, he swallowed the ghost again, and let Lanningke return to that dark prison state. If Lu Shanjun didn't share a little sense, he would not be able to see or hear. Feel nothing.

This is the sorrow of ghosts. There is no freedom in the body, and there is not much privacy in the mind, but they cannot go crazy even if they want to go crazy.

Lu Shanjun flew away with the wind again, but Ji Yuan did not leave, but landed in Xining Fucheng, following Monk Jueming, he wanted to see what this monk would do.

After detours in the city, Monk Jueming came to the Zhao Mansion, which should be his secular home. He entered the mansion with ease and came to the inner courtyard. In a bedroom, he kowtowed three times to two old people on the bed. , and then left the house.

After following the monk for about a quarter of an hour, Ji Yuan suddenly looked up at the sky and couldn't help smiling.

It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the house, Lu Shanjun is actually watching from a distance, but he is not close, obviously he doesn't want Jueming to find out.

Being able to care about Jue Ming's views can in itself show how much Lu Shanjun has changed, or recognized, this monk.

Monk Jueming is like a living person at this moment, walking forward step by step, and finally arrived at Miaosifang in Xining Mansion.

His eyes were half-opened and half-closed, with a peaceful expression, and he was chanting Buddhist scriptures and walking towards the Town God's Temple.

The two night patrolmen came with a gloomy wind, glanced at the monk, and were about to pass by Jueming, but they were stopped when they didn't want to.

"The two are ghosts and ghosts, right?"

It was the first time for Jueming to see ghosts and gods, but he didn't feel too much novelty, and his mood didn't fluctuate too much. Instead, the two night patrols looked at each other and looked at him with interest.

"This master has some skills, and he can see us."

"That's right, we are the night parade under the jurisdiction of the City God of the Yin Division of Xining Prefecture. I am the envoy from the right, and he is the envoy from the left. What advice does this master have?"

Jueming performed a Buddhist ceremony.

"Excellent King Buddha of Ming Dynasty, you two night patrolling lords, the poor monk is a ghost with a heinous crime, please take me to the underworld, if possible, the poor monk would like to see some souls who died in vain."

"you?"

"ghost?"

The two Yeyoushen were surprised and looked at Jueming carefully.

The qi phase of the body is stable, the yin and yang are balanced, there is no evil spirit, no hostility, no evil karma, and there is also a hidden Buddhist aura. This kind of ghost has not been seen for so many years.

"That's right, the poor monk died not long ago, so maybe he's less ghostly."

Less spooky? This sounds a little ridiculous.

But seeing that the monk didn't look like a lunatic, You Cong Shi Yunfa squinted his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to slap the monk on the back of the head, knocking Jueming staggering.

"It's really a ghost!"

"Strange things... and ghosts like you?"

The two night wandering gods also thought it was a little funny, so they "invited" the monk to the Yin Division as a courtesy.

'I really went to the underworld! '

Ji Yuan and Lu Shanjun had similar thoughts at the moment, and they had actually guessed about this possibility before. Although it was not surprising to see it, it was inevitable that they felt a little emotional.

Ji Yuan was even thinking, if Lu Shanjun went to Daming Temple to eat Jueming, would it be a hindrance to Buddhism, or would it be beneficial?

. . .

At the beginning of summer, Lu Shanjun found Baodong in Youzhou. He didn't become a hero, but he didn't become a villain either. Now he is a steward in his sect.

Lu Shanjun showed up at Baodong's house at night after observing the other party for two days.

Bao Dong was terrified by the arrival of Tiger Lu, and the contact with Tiger Lu was also tense and sweaty throughout the whole process. Fortunately, he was not eaten, and the monster left afterward.

And Ji Yuan's appearance came after Baodong calmed down a bit, and he just chatted with him about the ups and downs of his life and the exhaustion of his ambition in the past twenty years.

Without any complaints or reprimands, I just listened and chatted quietly, and didn't leave until dawn.

In fact, among ordinary people, the situation of Bao Dong and Luo Ningshuang should be the most normal situation, but they have an extra layer of halo as the sons and daughters of the world.

A few days later, when Dong Bicheng was found, Lu Shanjun was a little surprised by the result. Dong Bicheng's aura was relatively weak in perception. I thought it might be a special situation, but the situation was indeed special, but it was not what Lu Shanjun thought.

At the foot of a mountain in Laoyang Mansion of Yanzhou, Lu Shanjun, standing in front of a tomb, looked at the writing on the stone tablet with some distress, and muttered to himself with a wry smile.

"Dong Bicheng, Dong Bicheng, why are you such a short-lived ghost, now I'm going to the underworld to find you, how can I get in?"

The agreement not only restrains Jiuxia, but also restrains Lu Shanjun. This is the situation of the so-called life or death.