The proprietress came out after hearing the sound. She was holding a spatula in her hand and wearing an apron. She looked like she was in her early forties. Her face was not very similar to the girl who was looking after the store. She was shrewd and had a bit of power. At first glance, she looked like a proprietress.

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After some haggling, we finally agreed to stay at 30 yuan a night, but we had to stay at least five days, so we had to pay first.

The girl's nickname was Xiao Fei. She took me upstairs and opened the door. She said it was very hot on the top floor and there were more mosquitoes on the second floor. She chose a room on the third floor to the north. As Xiao Fei said before, the room was tidy and the sheets were clean.

, I am quite satisfied. The only drawback is that it is too hot, because the building is surrounded by empty space. How can it not be hot after being exposed to the sun for a whole day? Fortunately, I have my own air conditioner in my body, so I am not afraid of hot or cold, so I can pick it up.

Got a bargain.

"Xiao Fei, that person just lived here too?" I asked casually, because I felt something was wrong with that guest. He should be a rich man, how could he live in such a place?

Xiaofei smiled and said: "Yes, he is above you, he is very knowledgeable."

The top floor must be hotter, and I was even more surprised: "Isn't he afraid of the heat?"

Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "He is from Taiwan, maybe he is used to the hotter weather in Taiwan? He is a photographer, and he wants to take some night scenes of Xichan Temple, such as the full moon shining on the pagoda, etc.

My home’s angle is the best!”

In my impression, the Mandarin spoken by Taiwanese people is very non-standard, but the Mandarin spoken by the person just now was a bit rigid. However, I didn’t want to ask about their background anymore, so I nodded and said it was no problem. Xiao Fei said: "You haven’t done it yet.

Want to eat? There is a community a little further inside. There are snack bars and food stalls nearby. You can also buy food in my store. I will bring you boiled water later. "

"You really know how to do business."

"Haha, I learned it from my mother!"

Xiaofei went out. I put down my backpack and opened the window. The window happened to face Xizen Temple. Xizen Temple occupies a very large area. From this angle, I can't see the edge at a glance. I can only see stacks of buildings, no less than thirty or forty buildings.

, surrounded by green trees, the environment is quiet. There is a newly built main hall in the temple, which is magnificent and resplendent. Next to the main hall, a tall tower rises into the sky. It may be 70 to 80 meters high and has nearly 20 floors. It is extremely spectacular. If it reaches the full moon

At night, the moon hangs beside the tower, which is indeed a beautiful sight, but there are still several days until the full moon.

To be honest, a country boy like me has never seen such a spectacular Buddhist temple, and there are not many Buddhist temples of this size in the country. I was a little suspicious of the Taiwanese photographer upstairs, but now I am in awe, he must be a

A kid from a wealthy family would stay in a small inn like this and endure the high temperature in order to take pictures of the beautiful scenery. How dedicated he is!

I went downstairs to eat something at Shaxian Snack Bar, and took a hot water bottle upstairs. This small shop is too remote, the room is hot and there is no air conditioning, so there are very few people staying there, and there are only two rooms for rent on the entire third floor.

For migrant workers from Sichuan, the room next to mine was empty, and there was probably no one else upstairs except the photographer.

It was much cooler at night than during the day, and the heat in the room had no effect on me at all. I sat on the bed and took out the Kun Fu jade talisman. After getting this jade talisman, I gave it to the master for study, but I didn't do anything.

When I have time, I take it in my hand and rub it gently, feeling the pure spiritual energy inside.

Why does a small piece of jade give people such a sense of spaciousness inside? Are the treasure runes on it an invulnerable rune? How should this rune be sealed? What kind of gods and men should be imagined, and what kind of combination should be done?

Can the spell be used? There are too many questions. The master is very knowledgeable, but he can't figure out the origin of this jade talisman, and he can't even determine its age, let alone with my strength.

I couldn't figure it out, so I started to slowly inject spiritual energy into the jade talisman. My spiritual energy would not merge with the jade talisman's spiritual energy, but it could be "washed" in it. It felt like taking a warm bath.

It's very comfortable and purifies my spiritual energy.

On a whim, I poured almost all my spiritual energy into the jade talisman without any reservation. At this time, I had a strange hallucination. It seemed that there was light flashing in the sky, and I heard some kind of sound, but it was very distant and ethereal.

So fleeting.

I was stunned for a moment, could this be the way to crack the secret of the jade talisman? I took back the spiritual energy and injected it again...no response, injected it again...still no response.

Maybe I was overthinking just now, maybe it was just excessive output of spiritual energy that caused dizziness and tinnitus, just like a person's eyesight goes black when he exerts too much force. It's useless to dream about it, it's more important to practice.

About midnight, I suddenly felt an unusual smell approaching my door, and it stayed at the door without leaving. I was surprised, was there something unclean here? So I immediately stopped and jumped up.

He pinched his iron fingers.

The aura outside the door may have been alarmed by the aura I was emitting, and it immediately retreated along the corridor. Although I couldn't determine what it was, it was definitely not a good path, so I couldn't ignore it if I encountered it, so

He ran to the door in a few steps, opened the door and rushed out.

This was a very long corridor with windows at both ends. There was a draft blowing through it. The wind was still a bit strong and cold at this time, but I could no longer sense the evil atmosphere. I quickly chased along the corridor.

, I ran to the window at the end, the night breeze was blowing softly, and there was no abnormality at all.

I frowned. This place is close to Xichan Temple. You can hear bells in the morning and drums in the evening. Sanskrit chants can be heard. It is impossible for evil things to breed, and the undead cannot stay nearby. Then they come from far away or are man-made. I immediately walked along

Go up the stairs to the fourth floor and walk briskly towards the room of "Taiwan Photographer".

Although this angle is suitable for shooting night scenes, it may not be the best angle as Xiaofei said. Besides, today is the 11th day of the seventh lunar month, and there are still several days before the full moon. There is no need for the photographer to live here and suffer so early, right?

So I still have some doubts about him.

I stood outside the door and listened attentively. There was the whirring sound of the fan inside, so I couldn't hear anyone's breathing, and I didn't sense any abnormal smell.

I couldn't knock on someone else's room without any evidence, so I had to go back to the room and go to sleep. Nothing unusual happened again.

I arrived at the gate of Xizen Temple very early the next day, but many people had arrived earlier than me. They walked into the temple in twos and threes, and there were also many magicians sitting on small horses and setting up stalls outside the door.

You have to buy a ticket to go in. I'm not here to burn incense, so I didn't buy a ticket to go in. I just stood at the door and looked inside. After entering the outer door, I turned a corner and there was an inner door. I couldn't see the depth. The antique stone gatehouse

, a couplet is engraved on the stone pillar: The lychee tree was passed down from the Song Dynasty to the Song Dynasty in four dynasties, and the bells have sounded the sound of the Tang Dynasty through the ages.

It seems to be a genuine thousand-year-old temple.

I was looking up when there was a sudden noise not far from the door. It was a young Taoist priest in his twenties pestering a pilgrim to tell his fortune. The pilgrim ignored him and walked into the temple, and the young Taoist priest followed him in.

, but was stopped by two young monks, and they started to quarrel.

The two young monks guarding the door are just young, but they are quite big. Their faces are sinister and their eyes are like bells. They are comparable to the four heavenly kings inside. The little Taoist priest is not tall and a bit thin. He stands in front of the two monks.

The pressure was great, but he was not afraid and shouted: "Why can't I go in? Was this temple built by your family or bought by your family? The land belongs to the state, and the temple was built with funds raised by tens of millions of donors.

Yes, why are you selling tickets here?"

These words touched the hearts of the pilgrims who were watching. Although they usually didn't say it, they all thought so in their hearts. They nodded their heads, and some even echoed.

The two monks were big and small-minded. One stared blankly, and the other stammered: "We are a national cultural relics protection unit. We charge money... charging admission tickets is a national regulation!"

The little Taoist priest raised his arms and shouted: "A temple built with money from the common people has to pay tolls to burn incense. What's the point? Isn't your Buddhist door open to convenience? Why do you only accept incense from rich people and not people with money?"

Do you think the Bodhisattva cannot burn incense?"

The staring little monk finally realized what he was doing, and pushed the little Taoist priest forward with his majestic body: "You guys are talking nonsense, you are obviously trying to grab business at our door. I didn't cause trouble for you, but you caused trouble for us. Come on, hurry up."

Get out of here!"

The little Taoist priest was not someone to be trifled with. Besides, there were many people supporting him. He was even more energetic and pushed back against the monk: "You thief, bald donkey, if you have the guts, hit me. Hit me! The monk is hitting someone. Come and see."

Ah, the monk hit someone..."

They were enemies in the same group. The magic sticks who read fortunes, touched bones, interpreted dreams, and drew lots near the door were usually angry with the monks. At this time, they shared the same enemy and gathered around to support the little Taoist priest. Several monks also rushed out of the temple.

Those who blocked the attack, both sides pushed and cursed each other, creating a chaotic scene.

The two young monks guarding the door were not eminent monks. They were the gatekeepers because of their physical strength. They probably had not even recited a few words of Buddhist scriptures and had no cultivation. When they got anxious, one of the young monks actually started to fight.

He punched Ling Fengpiao. This time it became even more lively. The two sides fought fiercely, with nosebleeds flying everywhere.

I didn’t want to wade into this muddy water. I wanted to retreat, but I was pushed by the people behind me and moved forward involuntarily. A young monk became furious and punched me in the face. I tilted my head.

He flashed past, grabbed his wrist and twisted it, and he immediately screamed and squatted down... It seemed that this monk was not from the Shaolin Temple and had never practiced martial arts.

There were some middle-aged magicians around me who took the opportunity to add insult to injury and kicked the young monk several times. I screamed inwardly that it had nothing to do with me, but now if I hurt or killed someone, I might be charged with it.

It's on top of me. How long will it take if I don't leave now? I immediately let go of the little monk and squeezed out.

Someone bumped into me from behind. At this moment, the spiritual energy in my body automatically produced resistance. At the same time, spiritual energy fluctuations occurred on his body. It felt very similar to my spiritual energy. Although the Yin Yang Jue is not suitable for fighting, it is used to hit people.

It is not very powerful, but it can be used to attack and defend. It will react naturally when encountering unexpected attacks.

I immediately turned around and saw the little Taoist priest who had caused the trouble. He also looked at me with a surprised expression.
Chapter completed!