Chapter 129 Mai Taoist Temple
"Well, woman?"

"Shopkeeper, is your boss surnamed Wang?"

"Also, is there a guy named Fifteen in your shop?"

After the shopkeeper's explanation, Yue Zhenshan's vague memory suddenly became clear.

In the movie "Legend of Mai", the owner of this inn is surnamed Wang, who is an LSP. In the plot, he takes three brides at once, and the result is to deliver food to the ghost king.

As for the fifteenth guy, he also has another identity, that is, the second disciple of Maimen.

"Yes!"

"It turns out that the boss knows our boss. However, the guy you mentioned, named Shiwu, was fired by us a few days ago. This person is so ambitious and not a down-to-earth person."

"Last time your guy named Shiwu told me that he is your boss' nephew."

"I didn't expect that he turned out to be such a person."

Yue Zhenshan said that, of course, it was nonsense.

The purpose is to dispel the shopkeeper's doubts, so as not to arouse the vigilance of others.

After talking with the shopkeeper for a while, after initially figuring out the situation in the town.

Yue Zhenshan took people to the second floor to rest.

Originally thought that the legendary ghost king would come to trouble him, but it turned out to be a peaceful night. In his team, he could guarantee that the dumb girl and Shao Axiu were still virgins.

As for Ren Zhuzhu, Yue Zhenshan couldn't be sure that she was still perfect before the unsealed inspection. After all, she had gone to the United States to study.

The next day! !
Yue Zhenshan and his party left the inn and left the carriage in the inn.

He personally took a group of people to visit Mai Pai.

I remember that in "Legend of Maid", the last place where the Ksitigarbha ghost king was killed was the Mai Taoist temple, so, in order to harvest this wave of experience points, Yue Zhenshan decided to go to the Mai Taoist temple, the heart of the ghost king is a good thing.

Even if he was hit by the cinnabar god fire sky thunder cannon, he did not completely wipe out the Ksitigarbha ghost king.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a clear knock on the door from outside, and the first-class juniors, who were in a state of high nervousness, all looked at each other anxiously.

"No way--"

"Just as Yan Hong was being sent away, someone knocked on the door. Could it be the Ksitigarbha Ghost King?"

"Oh, I told you to study, but you just didn't listen."

"It's daytime, how could the Ksitigarbha ghost king appear?"

Last night, on the first day of the lunar new year, when the ceremony was arranged, Brother Bian sincerely prayed, and with the power of Buddhism, he opened the way of reincarnation and let Yanhong reincarnate.

Fortunately, after a hard night, I didn't see the ghost king, and Shiwu seemed to have lost his head from busy work.

What a great misfortune for the master!

Back then, the Maiyi School was still a well-known sect with an extremely strong reputation, whoever told him to be able to pinch and count, and it was accurate.

If you do run into trouble, who doesn't want someone to point the way?

Who doesn't want to meet a noble person?

Who wouldn't want to eat soft food without working hard?
Coupled with the intentional friendship of high-ranking officials and nobles, Maimenmen can be said to have flourished for a while.

But I never expected that since the death of the head of the Maimen Sect, the King of Jizo, the current Maiyi Sect has been in extreme decline, with no inheritance, no elders, and no ZTE master for 200 years. In decline, only two disciples remained.

Not to mention any cultivation, he didn't even master the sackcloth physiognomy handed down from his ancestors.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that he is the descendant of Maimen.

There are only two remaining disciples of Maimen, one is called Chuyi and the other is named Shiwu.

Yesterday they used Buddhist methods to save Yan Hong, which is simply a shame for the Mai family.

"Senior brother, could it be that there is something wrong with your super-salvation instrument?"

"Could it be that Yan Hong is back?"

"Bright red—"

Hearing the word Yanhong, Big Brother Bian, who was originally depressed, suddenly regained his energy.

Although he knew that Yanhong had entered reincarnation, he couldn't help but look forward to Yanhong appearing in front of him again.

"Fifteen, you did it on purpose!"

"Obviously knowing that my brother has a story with Yanhong, but still mentioning Yanhong on purpose."

Fu Rong suddenly gave Shi Wu a slap in the face, and it was very loud.

"I didn't mention it on purpose. I was just worried that the people from the Buddhist sect would cheat me. I spent a lot of money to prepare the rite of passage for Yan Hong yesterday."

"Furong, you don't know!"

"The bald donkeys of Buddhism, they are very shrewd, Buddha does not save the poor."

"In order to help your elder brother, my senior brother and I sacrificed the golden crystal treasured by our master, which made Yan Hong successfully reincarnated."

"Hmph, you're right."

"However, you and your senior brother have eaten a lot of meals at my house. As the saying goes, you are short-handed and soft-mouthed. You assist my brother this time and let Yanhong reincarnate. Do you still want to collect money?"

Fu Rong stared at Fifteen with her eyes, as if the other party would severely punish him if he dared to say no.

I also made a rotating motion with my fingers.

The intent of the threat is self-evident.

"Boom boom boom——"

Yue Zhenshan standing outside the door could hear their conversation through the wall.

Unexpectedly, these people pretended to be auditory hallucinations, and regarded themselves as Yanhong, the bride ghost who was killed 200 years ago.

"Brother, someone is really knocking on the door!"

"Yes, is there someone else coming to the Taoist temple—"

This time, the four of them clearly heard Yue Zhenshan's knock on the door.

"In Xiamao Mountain, Paiyue Township, I heard that there are ghosts and ghosts making trouble in the town, so I came here uninvited, planning to cast down demons here."

In the Taoist temple, the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year suddenly turned their eyes to the door.

The Maoshan faction is not comparable to their linen sect.

It is the Maoshan faction who is now the leader of the righteous way.

If someone from the Maoshan faction assists in exterminating ghosts, the chances of eradicating the Ksitigarbha ghost king will be greatly increased.

"The original Maoshan faction's expert is here, please come inside—"

"You're welcome, my aptitude is average."

"I don't dare to be an expert, I just know a little bit about everything."

When he came to Mai Taoist Temple, Yue Zhenshan looked at the worried expressions of the two of them, and sensed their two cultivation bases.

Then he took a sip of the tea lightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

Sure enough, it is a catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the Dao eliminates the devil.

Now the entire supernatural world is full of orthodox sects withered, like the previous Taoist Ding Wenxi, the Changchun Valley where the Taoist Ding Wenxi lives belongs to the monks of the Danding sect, and he is the only one left in his lineage.

There is no difference between the declining Maiyi Gate and the Changchun Valley.

Passed down to their generation, only junior one and fifteenth are left. Not only that, but for the brothers and sisters of the Bian family who help each other from time to time, these two Taoist priests of the linen school would probably be hungry from time to time.

"Two priests, I wonder how much you know about the Ksitigarbha ghost king?"

"Know some information."

"Thanks to meeting a female ghost named Yanhong before, she provided us with some information about the Ksitigarbha ghost king"

(End of this chapter)

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