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Chapter 19 The military machine of the Buddhist Academy, thinking through the barrier of life and de

Perhaps even the ordinary time will be interesting when you are with a girl. In the past, Zhang Muyun sat on the hillside behind his house in the evening and watched the sunset, and stayed until the sunset disappeared and returned to the house. This time, he sat with Yuechan, after watching the clouds, after watching the clouds, when he saw the moon coming out, the night was dark, as if the gods of that night had arrived.

They sat on the rocks, and there was no idea when the wind blew the leaves. The sky was flowing clouds. The already hazy crescent moon was covered by the drowsy clouds. The reflections of the waterfalls in the distance were like burning candles, extinguished in sight. The mountains were pitch black. When the moon was dark and the wind was high, they could no longer sit on the hillside. So they jumped off the rocks, packed up and prepared to go back to the temple. Through a forest, bypassed a few huge rocks, and soon arrived at the cave when they arrived. Zhang Muyun put the bow and arrow cooking utensils back, and the two stepped up the mountain road to the temple.

When I stepped on the mountain road leading to Baolin Temple, it was already very deep. Because there was no moonlight, the stone steps under my feet seemed a little steep. Zhang Muyun helped Yuechan's hand and supported her to climb up carefully. She usually took half an incense stick of road, so she almost walked for half an hour. If she just walked slowly, she would be fine. For some reason, Zhang Muyun's eyelids kept beating along the way, and she felt that something was going to happen tonight.

"It's so evil!"

Zhang Muyun thought to himself:

"Is there really a Bodhisattva in this heaven? Today, I am just killing animals near the Pure Land of Buddhism, so the Buddha came to blame him. His eyelids were twitching!"

With a ghostly ulterior motive in my heart, Baolin Temple gradually became closer. Soon after, I saw the towering mountain gate. Seeing the familiar temple gate, Zhang Muyun's heart was relieved, and he laughed in his heart.

However, just as he approached the mountain gate, he suddenly stopped. In the night, he pulled his hand and signaled Yuechan to stop, then stretched out his nose and sniffed hard in the wind. He found that the wind echoing outside the mountain gate was full of the strong smell of indulgent oil. He smelled the strange smell and was surprised. He walked forward again. When he arrived at the stone pillar of the mountain gate, he saw at a glance that the square in front of the mountain gate that had always been quiet, there were shadows and bright lights!

"strangeness!"

Seeing this situation, Zhang Muyun hesitated and thought:

"It depends on this show, it should be a great ritual; but I haven't heard from the temple people mention it in the slightest few days..."

It's unclear, but it's logical that if you want to change someone else, you'll know it when you walk over and take a look. But Zhang Muyun has always been used to living a life and has done some illegal things in the eyes of ordinary people, so he was particularly alert. He didn't walk in in a daze, but pulled Yue Chan and hid next to the thick stone pillar on the left side of the mountain gate tower, protruding his head and looking inside.

"It's not doing a ritual."

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Muyun came to this conclusion. As far as he knew, these monks were always extravagant in their practices; in order to raise money for incense and oil, they blew snails and beat skin drums, and chanted Buddhist scriptures so loud that they were always afraid that others would not know. Although it was late at night and there were few people in the mountains, they should not change their habits for a while. And now, the square of the mountain gate hall behind the release pond seemed to be crowded, but it was quite quiet, which was very suspicious. After a while, he judged the gentleman with a villain's heart and thought:

"Is it because I was blamed for killing in the Buddhist Pure Land today? I didn't know which monk was watching in the afternoon, so I went to complain to the old monk. Now I was so desperate that I couldn't sleep. I lit a torch and waited for me to come back and punished me? But there was no need to be such a big battle!"

“…uh, not right.”

He soon overturned this idea. Even if he was not a Buddhist, he had been in love with the old abbot for many years and knew that the monk was really good at practicing. When encountering evil things, he would never use force to face each other. At most, he would only do some tricks and pay less money when checking out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"What happened?"

He was full of doubts. Seeing that the mountain gate hall was still far away, Zhang Muyun signaled Yuechan to stay in the same place. Then he stole his body and walked forward alone, quietly walked to a shadow in the corridor on the left, then raised his body and raised his head, and looked at the swaying figure there.

Zhang Muyun observed in front, but he didn't have much effort, but the girl hiding in the shadow of the stone pillar behind felt that she had been waiting for a long time. At this time, the boy who was looking around in front of him like a backbone did not know that for the girl behind, there was no need to observe so far. The memory was temporarily lost, but even the extraordinary Shenrui's inspiration, which did not disappear together; he watched Zhang Muyun come forward, and the girl recovered, but grabbed the wind tail and heard it, and knew that in the pure Zen sect of the ancient temple in the deep mountain tonight, there was a fog and murderous intent!

I realized this and many girls who have been accustomed to being gentle and obedient in many days are not only not afraid, but also a little excited when they look down on their eyes!

Something happened in Baolin Temple!

In an instant, Zhang Muyun felt that the hairs on his body stood up, and the air around him seemed to be frozen in an instant. He calmed himself down. He held his breath and opened his eyes wide to watch the bright lights there. It was strange that such a bandit incident happened, and the square was very quiet now. Now he was not far away, but he could not hear much movement as before. In the square in front of the mountain gate hall, the monks from Baolin Temple seemed to have arrived. After a few counts, there were thirty or forty people, all kneeling on the stone floor of the square and forming a circle inside. On the open space in the center, there was a raging fire, and the fire was soaring into the sky. Zhang Muyun had a good look, and even saw that the wooden chairs and tables in the temple were burning.

However, he could see the shape of the wood burning in the dazzling fire, but at this time he had not seen the culprit who threatened the monks. He was so arrogant that he could hide in a long and wide man in black as if he could hide invisibly. Although his robe was very different from the flame smoke next to him, he looked like a ball of smoky smoke. Zhang Muyun discovered him until he spoke. He heard the crackling sound of the chair and stool burning, and the man suddenly spoke:

"Master Zhiguang, I came to visit the temple today, and I did not make things difficult for the temple. I just said it very clearly that a man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure; you are a monk and a monk, so why should you be so persistent!"

This man's voice was gloomy and his words were very clear; what was particularly strange was that although there were walls of mountain rock temples everywhere, his words did not echo at all. This was nothing at first, but when he came to his senses and thought about it, it made people creepy. Zhang Muyun noticed this and was surprised. He raised his head slightly to see the man's face, but found that although he was facing him, it seemed to be melted in the light of arrogance. Needless to say, he wanted to see his appearance and face shape, even his body outline was difficult to see clearly. Seeing this, he saw that so many monks in the huge square were kneeling honestly in front of this alone, Zhang Muyun felt even more nervous. Just as he was in his heart, the abbot Zhiguang also spoke:

"This hero is not an old monk. With your talent, you should have investigated my good life in the temple in advance. The donor think about it. I am a wise man, but I am an unwise man who cherishes my treasure and is careless."

The old abbot said calmly, calmly, and said:

"Donor, I know you are eager to seek treasures, but to say something monks shouldn't say. Although my Baolin Temple is high and far away from the dust, it is also far away in Dongting Hunan. Baolin Temple has always been incense and is good at donating countless things. There are often hundreds of thousands of silver in the temple. These are enough to promote Buddhism, so why should you hide the treasure? How about using it for money? Donor, you are not an ordinary person, why don't you want to understand this principle? Good, good!"

Zhiguang's words were very clear and also heard it into Zhang Muyun's ears without any word. This speech made Zhang Muyun secretly raise his thumbs up. Although he had always laughed and scolded the old abbot, he had always known that Zhiguang's cultivation was profound and was definitely not a general. Zhiguang said this just now in a reasonable and reasonable way, neither humble nor arrogant way. If it was him in front of him, he would be convinced before he could finish his words, and quickly untied the kneeling monk and helped him up respectfully, and maybe even apologize.

However, it was obvious that he guessed wrong. After Zhiguang finished speaking, the square was quiet for a while, and suddenly a sinister laugh suddenly floated up, and the man laughed wildly to the sky:

"Haha! What an old monk! I know that I am an extraordinary person, but I still want to lie to me! I am not afraid to tell you the truth. I am the best in the world in the world in the art of looking at Qi. I have long discovered that the treasure qi is revealed in the Dongting area, and it is now hidden. I have been visiting this area for many years. This treasure is rare in the world. Not only is the Baoze cloud and the light of the light, but I also know that the spiritual traces are suppressed and they have always been invisible. Even if I read countless treasures like this, I cannot tell the exact direction of such a spiritual treasure. It is just that the opportunity of this treasure, or the treasure has a spirit, knows that the period of birth has arrived, and the bright light was flourishing more than ten days ago. Even in just a moment, I have found that it is in Baolin Temple! Are you still lying to me?"

I'm afraid this matter is indeed proud, and no one has talked about it for a long time. This fearless black-robed stranger told the secret in front of the people in Heshen and also passed it into Zhang Muyun's ears.

After saying this without any scruples, the man in black robe suddenly turned soft, and it seemed as if the spring rain suddenly started to rise at night. He was extremely friendly and intriguing and tempted:

"Master, you are also a man of enlightenment, and you are old and virtuous. How can you bear to be covered with treasures? This is a waste of resources, in your Buddhist terms, you will be punished. Moreover, I am not afraid to show it to the master-"

As he spoke, the man bent down and lifted the black robe on his chest, as if he had seen some badge marks for Abbot Zhiguang. Originally, his movements were moved by light and shadows, and Zhang Muyun opened his eyes wide to take the opportunity to see what he looked like. Unexpectedly, even if there was no fire at this angle, the man's face was as hazy as if there was a layer of mist. Seeing that things were strange, Zhang Muyun immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

Not to mention his fear, let alone Abbot Zhiguang. At this time, he had seen the mark on the man's chest clearly, and his expression changed drastically. Even though he had been frightened so much before, he remained calm and calm, but at this time his old face was as if he had just bitten a bite of bitter melon.

Just when he was panicked and fearful, he accidentally glanced at him, but suddenly saw the piece of charcoal in front of the old monk Zhiguang. In the bizarre Naruto, the piece of charcoal shone with light, as if it was the poisonous eyes of beasts with ulterior motives, staring at him in the night without a moment. In the night sky, he looked at it. After a moment, he finally had a plan.
Chapter completed!
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