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Chapter 276 The Enthusiastic Monk Temple
The temple is located at a mountain pass, behind it is a mountain filled with white mist. The bricks and tiles are relatively new. It can be seen that it was newly built not long ago. The three golden characters of "Nanguo Temple" are written on the plaque. It is solemn and solemn, and the bell of the temple rings at dusk. across the valley.

Jiang Fan walked towards the temple along the long stairs, and there were occasional fallen leaves beside him, as if he had gone to a secluded place outside the world, and the whole temple looked quiet and elegant.

Walking to the courtyard dam outside the temple, a young monk was sweeping the floor at the door, Jiang Fan stepped forward to salute, the young monk glanced at Jiang Fan, made a bow, and continued to sweep the floor.

"Little master." Jiang Fan learned how to make a bow, and said to the young monk: "I strayed into the deep mountains by mistake, and I don't know where to go. Can I borrow a night in your temple?" , or the bed is more comfortable to sleep on.

"Amitabha." A resounding Dharma call, an old monk came out from inside, with kind brows and kind eyes, full of energy, Jiang Fan could feel that this was also an ancient warrior with extremely strong cultivation, Jiang Fan was a little strange, such a It's not a big temple, how could there be such a powerful old monk? Is this Nanguo Temple also some kind of ancient martial arts sect?

"It's a visitor from afar, and it's rare to come here. If a benefactor can come, he should be a person with predestined relationship. Buddhism is vast, and only if you have a destiny, please come from the benefactor." The old monk bowed to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan carefully looked at the old monk's bald head, full seal, black and white eyebrows, calm and solemn expression, and he looked like an eminent monk.

"Thank you, master." After bowing, Jiang Fan followed the old monk to the temple, and asked casually, "Master, do you know that there is a Badilin family deep in Shennongjia, where are they?"

"Hehehe." The old monk smiled calmly, "The Bati Lin family is one of the seven major sects. As an eunuch from the Southern Kingdom, how can I not know, but I don't know where the Bati Lin family is. This is not Shennongjia. In the depths, the benefactor can continue to go deeper, if there is a destiny, he will naturally find it, but don't force everything, for fear of harming yourself, hehehe."

The old monk smiled again after finishing speaking, Jiang Fan shook his head, it seems that he has to find other ways to find this Badilin family, and Zhixueqing loves that girl, you voluntarily go with her, you didn’t see me come to rescue you when you died , don't blame me.

"Elder Fakong, Elder Fakong..."

At this moment, a few mountain men in sloppy clothes ran up from the stairs below, holding a thing in their hands. At first glance, they looked like bandits, and the things in their hands were not weak. Large caliber shotgun.

Several people ran over, and the old monk chuckled: "don't be alarmed, these are hunters from outer mountains, not bandits."

Jiang Fan didn't seem to have any internal strength at all. He wasn't an ancient warrior. He must be afraid of bandits with guns. The old monk naturally comforted Jiang Fan and met the three hunters who ran up panting.

"The three benefactors want to stay overnight again? Please come inside." The old monk seemed to be so polite to everyone, and from the tone of his voice, it was not the first time for the three hunters to come here.

"No, no, Elder Fakong... Oh, no, no, it should be called Fakong presided over now, we don't stay overnight, we go hunting in the mountains, just put some of these supplies in Nanguo Temple, add some water by the way, Fakong presides do you think it's okay?"

"Enter the mountain? But Jinwu Mountain?" Host Fakong changed his expression slightly, and glanced at the smoggy mountains behind Nanguo Temple. Jiang Fan frowned. Is there any mystery about this mountain?Looking at the cloud and mist, it looks like there is a vixen.

"It's the Golden Crow Mountain." Orion replied.

"Impossible." Host Fakong quickly waved his hand, bowed and said: "Amitabha, benefactor, didn't I tell you last time? There is miasma outside Jinwu Mountain, and there are evil spirits inside. Thousand-year-old dragons have transformed into spirits. They have entered before." Everyone is dead.

Because of this, our Nanguo Temple is a Buddhist gate in the southwest, and a special temple was built here, and monks were sent into the mountain. Before the monks of our Nanguo Temple wiped out the evil spirits, we hope that the benefactor will not take risks.

Although the monks in my Nanguo Temple are not as eminent as the monks in ancient times, they still have some skills. If the benefactor does not believe the advice of the old monk, and dies in the mountains, it is another sin of our Nanguo Temple, Amitabha. "

Hearing this, Jiang Fan was even more confused. Could there really be monsters in Jinwu Mountain?A vixen or a jackal?Should I go in and have a look?The former was accepted as a girlfriend, and the latter was beaten to death.

Of course I want to think about it, Jiang Fan doesn't believe there are any monsters in this world at all, could it be that some ancient warriors are harming people inside?The monks of Nanguo Temple are all dead. If this is true, then there must be something stronger than ordinary ancient warriors. These three hunters will definitely die if they enter.

"Chair, Fakong, you misunderstood." Orion waved his hands quickly after hearing Fakong's words, and a simple and honest tall Orion stepped forward and bowed to Fakong: "Nanguo Temple is the most famous temple in our area. Thanks to eminent monks, especially Master Fakong, Master Fakong cured many diseases that were not cured in our township hospitals. We are all grateful to Master Fakong.

Fakong presided over the tour of the whole Shennongjia. He has seen a lot and brought monks to build temples here. Naturally, he has intentions. It must be to deal with evil spirits. How can we not believe that Fakong presided over the truth.

But now we really have no choice. Many mountainous areas outside have no prey, and several places with prey are either listed as forest reserves or animal protection areas. If we are found poaching, we will be fined heavily.

We came here because we really had no other choice. The host said that the evil spirit was a flood dragon, and we happened to kill him. I don't believe that any evil spirit is as powerful as our guy. "

The honest Orion said that he raised the shotgun in his hand and patted the stock of the gun. It was indeed a big guy. This kind of shotgun could shoot a cow flying at close range.

"That's right, we also brought military spotlights and flashes. I don't believe we can't kill him." Another young hunter said, Jiang Fan looked dumbfounded. Are these people hunters or warfighters?
But after thinking about it, I figured it out. Driven by profit, people can't do anything. If there is a dragon or something, kill it and sell it for money. Not only will the capital come back, but you can also make a fortune.

In modern society, not many people believe in evil spirits at all, especially the murderous Orion. I am afraid that these Orions told Fakong that they believed in him, just out of respect.

Orionmen didn't know how powerful the ancient warriors were, and only thought that nothing in this world was a match for bullets, so they were full of confidence in order to make a fortune.

"Okay, host Fakong, don't persuade me any more. I know that Nanguo Temple doesn't like killing. Don't worry, we only kill for survival. If we can't kill, we don't move. Even if we meet an ant in the mountains, Let's take a detour too." No.3 Orion said a little impatiently.

It seems that if the monk Fakong persuades them again, they will not supply water or store food, and continue to enter the mountain. Fakong has no choice but to agree to their request and ask the young monk to take some supplies into storage, Open the manhole cover of the courtyard dam and let the three hunters fetch water. There is miasma in the mountains and the water is undrinkable.

"Amitabha." Monk Fakong sighed as he watched the three hunters leave happily, and Jiang Fan asked: "Master, are there really monsters in Jinwu Mountain?"

"The monks don't tell lies, and I dare not say whether there are monsters in the mountains, but no one who entered the mountains, no matter monks, hunters, or herb pickers, could come out, and all of them died inside.

It is also because of this that the abbot of Nanguo Temple sent an old monk to build a temple here to prevent people from entering the mountain again. After we investigate and clear it, if there is any evil spirit, we will use the entire Nanguo Temple to eliminate it, so that the people can enter with peace of mind. "

"Master is really compassionate." Jiang Fan bowed. It sounds like this Nanguo Temple here is just a sub-temple of Nanguo Temple. The main temple is in other places. It seems that it is also a sect, but it is mixed with Buddhist elements at the same time.

Jiang Fan suddenly became curious about Jinwu Mountain, and isn't the Badilin family hiding in some poor mountain?Could it be that the Bati Lin family was in Jinwu Mountain, and everyone who entered was killed by the Lin family?

The conscience of the Lin family was really broken.

Jiang Fan walked into the temple, and a young monk came out with a food plate. On the food plate were a stack of fried potato slices, a stack of beans, a bowl of tomato soup, and three bowls of rice. There was no meat in it.

"Huijing, go get another fast meal for this little brother." Monk Fakong ordered.

"But we only did so much, and it was all for the other three benefactors." Monk Huijing said awkwardly.

"No need, no need." Jiang Fan quickly waved his hand. It seems that there are still many people staying overnight at Nanguo Temple. It is already very disturbing to come here for most of the night. Although he also wants to eat, he can still hold on. It's a big deal He will go out to hunt for prey and roast it, and he has brought a full set of picnic supplies in his hatred space.

"Being a monk will benefit all directions. Since you come to Buddhism, all living beings are equal, so you go and prepare your own meals." Fakong let Huijing go, and Huijing didn't say anything, and went directly to the back hall.

Jiang Fan had no choice but to accept the old abbot's kindness, and sat down at the only square table, waiting for the meal.

"Grandpa, is the vegetarian meal ready? I'm starving to death." A bearded man came out from a side door, striding forward, cursing and speaking in a strong Bashu accent (I'm from Sichuan, not black Sichuan) The meaning of human beings), as if the Nanguo Temple owed him millions.

Jiang Fan glanced slightly, this bearded man was an ancient martial artist, with an initial Xuan level cultivation, he was considered a very powerful person in the ancient martial arts world.

The bearded man saw the two dishes and one soup on the dinner table, and immediately became angry: "Mom, why don't you eat this bloody clear soup with little water, hurry up and get me some meat."

"Amitabha." A young monk bowed apologetically and said, "Almsgiver, Buddhism does not eat meat."

"Fart, I saw a grass dog in the backyard just now, it would be a waste not to get stewed meat."

(End of this chapter)