My Weird Life

Withered vines cling to an old jujube tree. The old jujube tree's rugged branches stretch toward the sky, and clusters of branches hold up the bright moon in the dark sky.

The bright moon reflected a ruined temple under the **** in the distance.

A few tiles were no longer visible on the roof of the temple, and the bright moonlight carried the biting north wind and poured into the temple.

Even if the people in the temple closed the temple door tightly, they could not resist the cold air falling from the sky.

In the ruined temple, the young man took off the scabbard of his sword and threw the sheathed iron sword into the straw pile in the corner. He picked up a rafter that was lying upside down on the ground and used it to hold up the sword that was shaken by the wind. The temple door swayed, and then he turned to the corner of the temple wall, blew on the fire starter, and put the red fire head into the firewood in front of him.

 There is a fire gradually burning brightly in the firewood.

A puff of thick smoke billows out of the firewood pile along with the fire.

There has just been a cold rain here, and everything is wet.

 The pile of firewood piled in the temple was also soaked with moisture. It would take a lot of effort to completely ignite it.

The young man put the fire starter into the gap between the firewood with one hand, and gently fanned the firewood beside him with the other hand. The brighter the fire lit by the firewood, the brighter the light in his eyes.

At this time, the temple door, which was held up by the rafter not far away, suddenly shook violently.

 “Clang!”

 The rafters fell to the ground in response.

The dilapidated temple door with air leakage was pushed open, and a strong cold wind rolled in from outside the temple. The strong wind hit the wall and rolled around in the temple. There was only a small amount of firewood in the corner of the wall. All the flames were extinguished in an instant, leaving only a few sparks that were moistened by the thick smoke and moisture, and were eventually extinguished.

The young man was in a hurry and couldn't stop the flame from extinguishing. He cursed with some annoyance, raised his head and looked towards the temple door - along with the fierce cold wind rushing into the temple, there was also a field of frosty white moonlight. .

In the moonlight on the ground, a graceful figure was reflected.

Looking at the figure with disheveled long hair, the young man grasped the long sheathed sword in the straw pile next to him. He pulled out the polished iron sword, held it against the shadow on the ground, and murmured to himself: "Female Spook" ?Looking at her figure, she looks pretty.

A certain family has never had a female concubine before, and now it is impossible to say that it will be possible..."

His words were loose, but his expression was really nervous. He was just using these loose words to embolden himself. After all, this land was not close to any villages. He was the only one wandering around in a ruined temple in the wilderness. It was fine. , if any graceful woman appears... This kind of thing can only happen in story novels, but if it really happens in reality, then the so-called beautiful woman will definitely not be a kind person!

Now the sage wants to control the world's guile and sends an edict out of Chang'an. The bad people in the world take advantage of the situation and arrest Li guile everywhere. The murderous killings of li guili, which have not been stopped for thousands of years since ancient times, have sharply decreased now.

 However, the things that are harmful to people are only reduced sharply, not completely eliminated.

The young man can't guarantee that he won't encounter a dangerous person at the moment, and he can't be sure that he is safe until he sees the true form of the "kind" outside the temple.

Just as he was cursing in a low voice and spitting out all kinds of obscene words, the graceful figure that appeared in the open space in front of the temple suddenly turned to the side and disappeared into the open space in front of the temple, replaced by a cassock-clad figure. monks enter the temple.

 And this monk has no shadow!

 Cunning!

Li Wei!

 Young people suddenly have alarm bells ringing in their minds!

"Three Classics and Five Meanings", "Twelve Strategies for Suppressing Idiots", "Secret Keys to Expelling Idiots" and many other classics that he had learned in the village school flashed through his mind over and over again, but the movements of his hands did not follow his orders at all. The sword's wrist keeps trembling, and he can't make any movements now!

The monk wearing Futian robes stood still in the temple. The young man could see the monk's appearance clearly while trembling.

The other person’s face is wrinkled and haggard.

This image is more like evil...

 Fortunately, the 'ghost monk' didn't seem to care about his existence at the moment. He just looked up and stared at the clay Buddha statue sitting against the wall in the temple, without saying a word for a long time.

 Behind the ghost monk, a graceful woman in costume walked into the temple.

The woman's dress was embroidered with pink and white petals, which was somewhat similar to the clothes of the Tang Dynasty. However, the young man observed that there were many differences between the clothes and the clothes worn by the ladies of the Tang Dynasty. What were the specific differences? I can’t explain it, I just feel a little awkward no matter how I look at it.

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty respected Buddha and Taoism, and now even such a small dilapidated temple enshrines a clay statue of Buddha. The amount of money required to mold such a statue of Buddha is not a small amount..." The woman's eyelashes moved slightly, and her tone of voice To young people, it is also unpleasant to listen to.

 But when he heard the woman's words, the fear in his heart had disappeared too much.

Ji can also 'speak', but most of them are repetitive words and phrases. It is rare for a woman to say such a long and logical-sounding sentence like this woman at once.

Moreover, if both of them are serious, they will directly regard themselves as their primary target when they enter the door. How can they pay attention to a Buddha statue first?

 The young man was relieved a little, and he plucked up the courage to take a few more glances at the woman.

The woman's figure was graceful, but her face was reflected in the moonlight, but it was hazy. He hadn't recognized it clearly just now. Now that he confirmed that they were both living people, he should naturally take a look at her beautiful face -

In the wilderness, in a dilapidated temple, there was a haggard old monk who looked like he was about to die, leading a beautiful woman... Such things often only happen in storytellers' novels, but once they happen, for a ranger like Zhang Fang, For a child, that's a great thing.

 You can get a kiss if you go in, and you can ask for some money if you go out!

 Zhang Fang had wild thoughts in his mind.

The more he looked at the woman, the woman's face became hazy in his eyes.

It wasn’t until the woman turned her head and looked at him with a pair of beautiful smiling eyes that he realized that her face was covered with a veil the same color as the moonlight!

No wonder I can't see her face clearly...

This pair of eyes is also very seductive...

 Zhang Fang's mouth went dry for a moment, and he tightened his grip on the iron sword in his hand.

“I dare to ask Xiao Lang, have you ever seen anyone else come to this temple?” The woman spoke softly to Zhang Fang, her voice seemed to be entangled in Zhang Fang’s soul.

He licked his lips, with a smile on his face: "I came to this temple when it was just getting dark, and I haven't seen anyone else come there.

I wonder who the young lady is looking for here? "

 “He should be a tall warrior now.” The woman wearing a veil replied to Zhang Fang.

When Zhang Fang heard the woman's words, he suddenly felt that the woman was trying to seduce him - he walked with a sword, was a knight-errant, and had an outstanding figure. Wasn't he a tall warrior?

This little lady doesn't seem to be from an ordinary family - I originally thought she was some kind of noble girl in a white dragon fish costume, but now she listens to her frivolous words and is actually doing it in front of a dying old monk in a deserted temple. Flirting with yourself…

Then she must be a famous courtesan from some Goulanwashe house.

Maybe she was a lady from a noble family, but she had been lonely for a long time, and she happened to meet him, so she wanted to find some way to make trouble for herself, but I didn't mind... I don't know why, but evil thoughts were all over Zhang Fang's heart at this time.

With the frequent evil thoughts, his words became more and more improper, and the smile on his face was a little lewd: "Little lady, do you think I can grow up enough?"

At this time, the veiled woman turned around and glanced at the monk sitting in the corner. The haggard old monk lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha!"

As soon as the Buddha's chant sounded, Zhang Fang felt that the evil thoughts in his heart had dissipated a lot, but his mouth was still a little dry. But when he saw the lonely and lonely eyes of the veiled woman, most of the dryness in his heart also dissipated.

 The graceful woman turned around and stood in another corner of the temple.

The skinny monk sitting in the corner opposite Zhang Fang lowered his eyes and suddenly said: "He's here."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Fang didn't know why, so he looked at the woman standing in the opposite corner, and immediately saw the woman lowering her head and taking off the gauze covering her face.

The veil fell, and a face that eclipsed the beautiful moonlight was revealed in front of Zhang Fang's eyes.

No matter what the name of the Buddha is, it is difficult to suppress Zhang Fang's desire.

 —Am I not tall enough?

 What kind of warrior is she waiting for?

Thinking again that the person who was about to come to the temple might be the 'tall warrior' that this beautiful woman was waiting for, Zhang Fang suddenly became even more jealous. He wanted to ask the other person, but when he saw the light in the other person's eyes like a clear stream, he couldn't help it. I feel so ashamed that I can hardly ask the dirty questions in my heart.

 So Zhang Fang also turned to look at the temple door.

 In the moonlight in front of the temple gate, a dark shadow suddenly appeared.

The huge shadow almost filled up the moonlight in front of the temple door.

Looking at the majestic and tall shadow, the corners of Zhang Fang's eyes twitched a few times and he shrank into the corner. He heard the sound of the collision of armor leaves, and along with the sound of the collision of armor leaves, a handsome figure covered with silver armor plates that overlapped and reciprocated to form a "mountain armor" squeezed into the temple door.

Zhang Fang looked at the armor on the tall figure, and his pupils shrank even more, so he squeezed hard into the corner, wishing he could squeeze his body into the gap in the wall!

The armor-clad figure held the head on his shoulders. He gently shook his hands and took off the head, which was covered with an iron mask with a ferocious face.

The face under his head is really handsome. If this face were placed in Chang'an, he would become the dream lover of all the girls in Chang'an. I don't know how many oiran ladies could be attracted to offer themselves pillow seats.

The pretty young lady waiting at the side of the temple gate was shocked and happy at the same time when she saw the man's face under his head. She looked at the man blankly for a long time, and then said in a trembling voice: "Zhuzhao Jun..."

Su Wu turned to look at the woman who had grown her eyebrows and became more and more beautiful. He had a gentle smile on his face: "It's me, Miss Haruko."

 “Zhuzhaojun!

 I thought I would never see you again when I was about to die——

 Abu…”

The woman in Wu clothes stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand towards Su Wu. Before her palm touched Su Wu's face, her whole body turned into a burst of light dust, which was carried by the wind and spread over Su Wu's body. shape.

Su Wu smelled a faint aroma of cherry blossoms between her nose.

He raised his eyes and looked at the withered monk in the corner - two figures suddenly appeared behind him at the same time.

Tao Tiaoyuan, who was tall and had bulging muscles under his clothes, looked around the ruined temple with his hands behind his back. He saw Zhang Fang in the corner who was so frightened by the sight of the woman who just turned into light and disappeared that his hair stood on end. He suddenly turned toward Zhang Fang. He stuck out his tongue - his tongue suddenly stretched to a foot long. When Zhang Fang saw his tongue, he rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.

Hong Renkun stood beside Tao Zu, looking at Tao Zu's actions with a look of disgust.

Behind the two people, a girl holding a big **** stood nervously.

Su Wu looked at the haggard monk in the corner. After a long time, he bowed slightly to him and said, "Master Jianzhen, are you okay now?"

The monk described as haggard is Jianzhen.

Hearing what Su Wu said, he raised his cloudy eyes with a stern expression: "The dead corpse is nothing more than the corpse becoming more rotten or shriveled up.

 Is anyone okay or okay?

Little friend Zhuzhao, the poor monk has been waiting for you for your appointment and now - finally he has waited for you. The poor monk has waited too long, and the complete charm remaining in the body has also dissipated too much...

 Nowadays, the suppression of ghosts and Buddhas cannot be guaranteed..."

"Could it be that Master Jianzhen was able to ensure that he suppressed ghosts and Buddhas in the past, and was foolproof?" Su Wu sat down cross-legged in the temple, looking at Jianzhen's figure, "You were already dead when we met. What is the difference between a dead body and a dead body two thousand years ago?

 ‘Tamamo-mae’ will continue to infect your thoughts, causing your evil thoughts to evolve into all kinds of weird ways.

The 'Kibutsu' is more terrifying than the 'Tamamo-mae'. With your 'Corpse with Complete Charm' and the 'Ten Destruction Swords', can you really suppress the Ghost Buddha?

 I still have doubts..."

Jianzhen heard Su Wu's words but did not answer.

He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and the whole temple could be heard chanting: "I vow to save all sentient beings..."

 I vow to put an end to endless troubles…



 The supreme vow of Buddhahood is fulfilled…



 In the sound of this chanting, the black sky became lower, the temple became darker and darker, and the thick and substantial darkness filled the entire temple.

 In the boundless darkness, there seemed to be countless dark Buddhas wrapped in chains.

 They surrounded Su Wu and kept chanting!