Chapter 21
At the beginning of the morning, the sky is slightly cool.

In the unnamed small village that must be passed through on the way to the Xiyue River, three people in a hurry greeted them.

All three of them were wearing gray monk robes and their heads were bald. They looked like monks who had left home.

Soon, when they came to the end of the village and saw the chaos, they stopped immediately.

One of the monks stopped in front of a pile of black ash, grabbed a handful of black ash with his hand and looked at it carefully, and saw some fragments of clothing scattered on the ground.

"It is exactly the same as the remains of the holy Bodhisattva, and the person who shot it is the same person."

"After all, we are still one step late. In this direction...he must have gone to the Xiyue River."

"Then do we still have to chase after it? That's the dojo of the real mother."

one of them asked.

"Xiyue River and our White Buddha Temple have always been in harmony with each other. Going there rashly will definitely cause dissatisfaction with the real mother, but right now, the food sharing meeting is coming up. We can go to the food sharing meeting in a fake way and act in secret."

"Should we inform the abbot of this matter? If we don't have the abbot's password, we will rush into the Xiyue River. If something happens, we can't afford it."

"It doesn't matter, the holy bodhisattva was destroyed and the holy bones were taken away. This matter is related to my Baifo Temple's century-old plan. If the holy bones can't be found, the abbot will not let me go.

But if we can bring back the sacred bone and the murderer together, then the ownership of this sacred bone will definitely make the three of us stand out, and no matter who it is, there will be a chance to inherit the sacred bone.

You two, are you going or not? "

"Then according to Brother Guangdu's words, let's go together!"

The other two hesitated for a while, but finally listened to the words of the monk named Guangdu.

The allure of the sacred bones was too great for them, and no one wanted to give up.

Soon, the three of them left the unnamed village and headed towards Xiyue River.

……

On the other side, after leaving the unnamed village, the three of Yang An traveled overnight. After one night, the rest of the distance was more than half. It is estimated that if the speed is faster, it will not be long after dark to arrive at Shelongdu by the Xiyue River .

At this time, the three of them were on their way, but their positions with each other were always a little weird.

Yang Yu silently followed behind the two, his eyes wandering, as if he was admiring the surrounding scenery, but he also dared not speak as if he was guilty of guilt.

And Panyu walked in the front alone, ignoring the two behind.

Pan Shi kept chasing after Pan Yu, chattering about something.

"Junior Sister! You must calm down! You must exercise restraint!"

"Yang Daoyou saved us. Without him, we might have been harmed by that filthy Taoist priest. In comparison, it is just to let your little sumeru bag be filled with something, so don't let it go because of a small mistake. big."

"Furthermore, your little Sumeru bag is a top-notch magic weapon. No matter what you put in it, it will be isolated separately, without any influence on each other. You... just treat it as an ordinary stick .”

"..."

Originally ignoring Pan Yu, who was walking briskly, when he heard this, he stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Pan Shi angrily.

"Bringing up the matter of the stick again, when I get back to the mountain, I will tell Master about you and Senior Sister Mi!"

"Okay! Don't mention it, don't mention it, you are really my ancestor."

"Humph!"

Panyu snorted angrily, then continued to turn her head away, no longer talking to Panshi.

Immediately, Pan Shi, like a defeated rooster, slowed down and walked together with Yang An, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

He smiled awkwardly at Yang An.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Yang, don't mind, what... women, you know, they love each other differently, don't worry, I still have a bit of face as a senior brother."

"Cough cough... What fellow Daoist Pan said is very true, what he said is very true!"

Yang Yu pretended not to see anything.

The two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, then quickly looked away as if tacitly knowing each other, and turned their heads to look elsewhere.

Time passed by, and soon it was night.

In a hurry, the three of them finally arrived at the snake dragon crossing by the Xiyue River in the middle of the night after nightfall.

According to Pan Shi, if you want to enter the Xiyue River, you have to cross the Snake Dragon Ferry first.

As the only ferry within a radius of tens of miles, Shelong Ferry belongs to Jinma County, and its location is Qishan Village in Jinma County.

According to local legend, there is a Jiaolong God hidden in the Xiyue River, and the boats passing through the Xiyue River are often overturned by giants in the water, so fewer and fewer people dare to cross the river through the snake dragon.

Coupled with these years of war and chaos, many people have been displaced by the flames of war, and Jinma County is no exception, and it has suffered a lot.

Even the county is already in depression and desolation, not to mention how many people are left in this village far away from the busy city.

Although people like to believe in ghosts and gods, many things are fabricated rumors, but there was indeed a dragon monster in the Xiyue River.

But what they didn't know was that, in fact, that flood dragon monster had already been beheaded and killed by Daoist Mulu more than ten years ago, and it had already been turned into dry bones, otherwise there would be no subsequent food sharing meeting.

"If we want to enter the real Xiyue River, we need to wait here for a while, and someone will come to welcome us."

Pan Shi had obviously learned how to enter the Xiyue River from his fellow disciples.

Fortunately, they arrived here before dawn, otherwise, they would have to wait another day until dark.

Sure enough, the three of them waited here for a while, and after a while, a faint light slowly appeared on the dark river in the distance.

As the light got closer and closer, finally, an ordinary wooden boat stopped at the ferry.

The light was nothing more than a lantern hanging on the wooden boat, emitting a dim yellow light.

Yang An glanced at it, but found that there was no one on the wooden boat, it was actually empty.

But the next moment, a voice suddenly came.

"A fellow daoist who came to participate in the food gathering? Please reveal your true identity before you can board this ship!
If there is any deceit, please stay away from this place, otherwise I, Xiyuejiang, do not welcome everyone! "

Yang An was shocked, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that the source of the sound came from the lantern on the boat.

"This is Panshi, this is my junior sister, Panyu. We are disciples of Sansongshan Roushu Daoist, and we are here to participate in the eating together meeting. As for this fellow Daoist Yang Yuyang..."

Pan Shi took the lead in reporting his family name, but when he talked about Yang An, he paused. Only then did he realize that Yang An had not mentioned where his mountain gate was, and neither he nor Pan Yu knew who Yang Daoyou was. Disciple of the world sect.

However, to participate in the Common Food Conference, one needs to reveal one's identity and one cannot resort to deception. Now that one finally knows where Daoyou Yang is, Pan Shi can't help looking at Yang An expectantly, and Pan Yu's eyes are also full of curiosity.

Feeling the eyes of several people looking at him, especially the lantern on the boat, there was no one on board, but Yang An always felt that someone was looking at him.

His sect?

How can he have any sects!

Unexpectedly, he had to declare his family name to participate in the food sharing conference, and Yang An suddenly became a little flustered. He hadn't heard Pan Shi talk about this earlier, and he thought he could get in with Pan Shi and the two of them.

In just a short moment, countless thoughts flashed through Yang An's mind.

From this point of view, if you want to lie about a false sect and identity, you can't get away with it.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he thought of the only two methods he has now.

A piece of bones came from the White Buddha Temple, but the White Buddha Temple is not far from the Xiyue River, nor is it close. Yang An, the head of the White Buddha Temple, dare not use it, fearing that it will be involved.

But the lighting method he knows comes from a sect that he has never heard of - Minghemen!

Even when he used the lamp lighting method in front of the Panshi brothers and sisters over and over again, they didn't know what kind of technique it was. It can be seen that Minghemen must be a little-known sect.

And since he has mastered the method of lighting lamps, from another perspective, the method of lighting lamps comes from the hands of old man Minghe of Minghemen, so he can be regarded as a half disciple of Minghemen.

In this way, it is not fake, right?After all, Minghemen is a real sect.

It's decided, use the name of Minghemen!
Thinking of this, Yang An also gained confidence, so he followed suit.

"Under Yang An, my teacher is Ming Hemen Minghe old man, and I also came here to participate in the eating together meeting!"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like