Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 143 Night Exploration of Zhenjun Temple

"This adulterer really took advantage of him!"

"It can't be helped. When we found out, it was already dead."

"Will it be killed by the real king?"

"It looks like it to me, but the twisted and shattered waist is more like a snake..."

In the dusk, the old crows stood on the branches and screamed, and the creaking wooden wheels drove on the rough road. Two guards pulled a donkey cart and parked in a pile of graves outside the city. Here are some unclaimed families. Or the place where the corpses of criminal officials and ministers are buried.

Piles of messy graves, covered with weeds, bathed in the twilight of the setting sun, there is a sense of horror, the two guards dragged the corpses swept by the grass, stepped over half of the tombstones on the ground, and came to the front In the dug mud pit, throw the adulterer's body into it.

"What's the matter with burying such a person? He's gone."

The older guard wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, shoveled a few shovels casually, barely covered some soil, and then waved to his companions. The two tidied up and pulled the donkey cart away.

Wow--

Wow!
Flocks of crows fluttered down from the trees and fell densely into the mud pit, tearing and pecking at the corpses under the mat. As if they heard something, they flapped their wings and flew away from the ground, and then fell back to the nearby treetops.

For a moment, the forest was shaking, rustling, and a figure in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe came out, holding a white flag in his hand, with a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, short beard and short beard, and the bells around his waist were ringing every time he took a step.

"I just said, why haven't you come these two days? It turns out he's dead."

The Taoist priest who was about forty years old let go of his hand, and the white flag stood upright on the ground without falling down. He squatted down, waved his hand gently, and opened the straw mat in the air, revealing the gray, black and swollen corpse inside, and looked away. The waist that was squeezed and deformed faintly smelled a bit of evil spirit, and he clicked twice in his mouth.

"Teach you a few small spells, let you get some women out, and serve as a furnace for the old man... It seems that you met a monster who changed a woman, but it's good for a monster, because a monster is a great tonic. Master-student friendship, when I train that demon, I will take revenge for you."

He didn't know what happened to this cheap apprentice, and he didn't want to pursue it too much. After all, he didn't have any sympathy. He taught him spells, but he wanted the other party to fool a few women into taking him outside the city to heal his injuries and improve his cultivation. .

During the Hezhou period, Tianshi Mansion, Juling Mansion, and Lihuo Gate were encircled and suppressed, causing him to be seriously injured. Fortunately, he had already trained three women, and his injuries were almost recovered. After a few days, when the appointed time came, he should leave. The head teacher should be waiting urgently.

But before leaving, it is also a beautiful thing to have a little demon in the psychic period in his pocket.

The Taoist looked at the sky, stood up, stuck a yellow talisman on his chest, walked slowly to the huge city in front of him with a white flag, mixed in with the caravans and pedestrians, entered the city gate, and squeezed into the bustling city. Walking through the streets, following the faint evil spirit.

Arriving near the Xinyang River in the north of the city, the Xiaguang is full of excitement and prosperity.

On the crude stage, there was the noise of gongs and drums, and several small wooden figures were interpreting the stories in the scriptures in their hands, "It is said that at the end of the Han Dynasty, the imperial court was tyrannical, and the people suffered for a long time. There are three Zhang brothers... ..."

The people watching this kind of stories like this kind of stories the most, and couldn't help but stop and listen for a while, applauding; in the sound of the long story, the pilgrims coming and going looked pious, kneeling in front of the temple in an endless stream; Pancake, the greedy fat boy took his father's hand and refused to leave.

The Taoist priest looked at the towering temple from a distance, and what caught his eyes was a faint golden light on the temple body, and a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

'That monster inhabits this temple?Zhenjun Temple... Could it be that a Taoist priest from the Tianshi Mansion became immortal and was canonized by the imperial court to stand here? '

But it's not right to think about it. Even if the Taoist priests in the Tianshifu become immortals, they will only be buried in the Tianshifu, not in the secular world.

'However, the temple has not been established for a long time, even if there is a spirit in it, it is enough to scare ordinary people, but with me...hehehe. '

The Taoist smiled lightly, and sat down on the side of the nearby street, watching the sun sinking to the west, the bustling temple gradually became deserted, and in the dead of night, when the lights of the houses around him were turned off, he slowly opened his eyes and checked the time , stride

"The little demon should be coiled up in the temple... and take away the incense from the statue in the temple..."

Walking into the area of ​​the temple, I only felt a rush of incense, and the Taoist priest couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up with a smile. This is better than training three women. I don't know how many .

rustling...

The dense branches and leaves swayed in the wind. The Taoist priest walked up to the big tree covered in red and colorful, staring at the different leaves on it.

"When you're leaving, cut off a section. It's also good to use as an auxiliary material for refining magic weapons."

I couldn't help but patted the thick trunk of the tree and thought about it. I glanced at the popular houses, then ignored them, and walked around the temple to see if there were any magic circles such as prohibitions.

Behind him, the thick body turned slowly and silently, and the densely packed relief figures on it seemed to come to life, leaning on the tree to look at the back of the apricot yellow Taoist robe.

Over there, it seemed that countless eyes were watching him. The Taoist turned his head, but there was nothing but the dancing treetops in the wind.

'Could it be that the injury is still not healed, and there is an illusion? '

After thinking for a while, he continued to walk along the temple wall, and a thatched shed appeared in front of him. A huge old cow with a green back was lying on the haystack with his limbs upright, sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

'Heh...an old cow who has just become a genius and has no knowledge.It seems that they are also small monsters who gather in the temple to smoke incense. '

There was nothing to see around, and the Taoist didn't find any kind of forbidden magic circle, so he went straight to the temple gate.In the thatched shed, the sound of snoring did not stop, but the bull's head in the haystack on the pillow opened its eyes slightly, revealing a trace of light.

"Damn it, you actually compare me to a little monster..."

temple gate.

The Taoist squeaked open the heavy door, and a pure force of incense rushed over. Only at this moment did his face change a little, the previous smile gradually restrained and turned serious.

The power of such a strong incense is probably a little different from what he thought.

If the monster who killed his cheap apprentice lived here, it would probably only take half a month for his Taoism to grow by a thousand miles a day.

A few oil lamps in the temple were still burning quietly. In the dim field of vision, the inside of the temple was unusually quiet. Several altars on both sides were empty. Presumably there were still statues to be placed on them. Directly in front of you was a stone statue in Tsing Yi, nearly two feet tall. Her hair was in a neat bun, her robe fluttering, and she was doing the movement of casting spells. The eyes between her brows were full of energy, as if she was alive.

There are also many wooden carvings lined up below, with different expressions, some with heavy jujube faces, scorched as charcoal, and some with sallow faces and glaring, all of them are mighty and extraordinary, but the Taoist priests did not feel the power of incense from them.

Instead, there are four wood carvings, standing quietly on one side, edified by incense, one holding a certain book in his hand and leaning forward to grab the sky, one standing on the ground with his hands raised, and the last one riding on the back of a horse, holding a sword in his hand and glaring.

"The woodcarving also has spirits, which can be used to refine puppets. There are quite a lot of treasures here..."

The Taoist priest looked around, his eyes gradually lifted up and landed on the beam, and saw a white shadow coiled on it, his solemn face finally had a smile.

"So it's here!"

While whispering softly, a cough suddenly sounded in the temple, and the Taoist priest suddenly looked around. He could see the statues, wood carvings, and altars at a glance, and he couldn't hide others at all.

The next moment, his eyes gradually moved up and fell on the statue in the middle. The eyes of the ice-cold stone statue moved suddenly and met his gaze.

cough cough...

The cough sounded again, and the Taoist took a step back, only to notice that the movements of the three wooden sculptures under the statue had changed.

The empty eyes were full of ferocity, and they were looking over.

squeak~
Suddenly, the open temple door automatically closed inward with a bang in the absence of wind.

(End of this chapter)