[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

The shadow of the moon is blurred, the blue is faint and gloomy, hanging high above the middle sky, it doesn't look like a bright moon, but it looks like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Boom-"

A bell rang, echoing in the deep and dark black mountain, like a rusted hammer hitting the soft bluestone, the dull muffled sound was like an old man coughing in critical condition.

The entire Montenegro was silent.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment, and the light moonlight seems to be going away, making it look more and more treacherous.

The next moment, I don't know which bird was awakened, and it flapped its wings and jumped up in the forest.

Then, the whole forest became noisy.

One after another, the lights floated up in the forest, hanging on the treetops without any effort, and then transformed into dim yellow lanterns.

The voices of people were faintly rising and falling in the mountain forest. The voices of people became louder and more numerous. The trees in the entire mountain forest disappeared, and a market was exposed deep in the thick cold fog.

There is no one inhabited in a few miles around, only this black mountain, suddenly there is a market.

The lights were floating in the market, lighting up the market in a dim yellow, but from a distance, it was green and cold.

Suddenly, a stone moved on the small slope where no one was seen, and two foxes came out from under the stone.

The smooth fur seems to glow under the moon, one is blue and the other is yellow.

The cyan fox has slender eyebrows and beard, and looks a bit old-fashioned.The yellow fox's eyes are watery, and there are some black hairs on its two paws.

The two foxes stood like people and walked towards Montenegro.

As he walked, the cyan fox put on gray clothes and turned into an old man.

And the yellow fox turns into a child in yellow clothes with horns pierced.

"Grandpa, can I not go to Montenegro?"

"No, grandpa will take you to see the world."

The child in yellow said: "Grandpa, I heard that there is an old goblin in Black Mountain who has to drink people's hearts and livers every day in order to eat. When there is no one to eat, even monsters will eat."

The old man stopped, with a look of fear in his eyes, he covered the child's mouth and said: "Shut up, you are dying, you dare to say such nonsense!"

The child's eyes flickered with horror, and he quickly reached out to cover his mouth.

Only then did the old man relax, and said: "That lord is not something we can talk about, let alone whether the rumor is true or not, even if it is true, there will be no danger today."

"Lanruo Ghost City is newly opened. If that lord kills demons casually, no one will go to the ghost market again. And when the ghost market opens, all the ghosts and ghosts within a hundred miles will go to pay their respects. If we don't go... ..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the child had already understood the meaning of it.

Foxes are intelligent by nature, among many spirits and monsters, they are the easiest to develop spiritual wisdom, he can figure it out without saying anything.

Not only these two grandparents, but in all directions, there are black shadows walking towards Montenegro.

The mountains of Montenegro are not high, but they are full of vitality. There are countless plants, vines, pines and cypresses, grasses and wild flowers, which can be seen everywhere.

Going up the mountain, walking through the winding path, the mountainside is open and flat, and there is a deserted temple that has been covered by plants.

Around the temple is a ghost market.

When the ghosts on the black mountain hang up lanterns, set up stalls, and open small shops, ghost lanterns also appear in this temple. The lights will shine down, and a seven-story stone stone tower rises in front of the entire deserted temple. building.

The four corners of the stone building are eaves, and an octagonal copper bell is hung under the eaves of each floor. When the wind blows, it jingles, but it is like the sigh of a delicate woman in a boudoir.

Boys and girls who were born pink and white were busy decorating the stone building, and beautiful women who were born like flowers were covered with gauze scarves, going in and out of the building, arranging the scenery in the building.

At this time, a girl in a pink skirt pointed to the dilapidated plaque at the entrance of the stone building and asked, "Sister Xiaoqian, what should I do with this plaque?"

The plaque was old and covered with moss, a crack almost split the plaque, the gold characters on it had peeled off, and the three big characters written on the plaque could be vaguely recognized.

"Lanruo Temple"

The woman called Xiaoqian has a beautiful face, even if a woman sees her, she still has to say that she feels sorry for her.

It's just this plaque, but it really stumped her.

Xiaoqian waved her hand and said, "Let's go do other things first, and keep this plaque for now. After all, the golden plaque in Lanruo Temple is unusual, and I don't know what grandma thinks. I will deal with it after I ask grandma."

Holding the plaque, Xiaoqian walked through the stone building, walked through the courtyard behind the stone building, and walked straight into the deserted temple.

This plaque was carved out of a single piece of stone, but in Xiaoqian's hands, it was as light as nothing.

Most of the temples have been abandoned, all the Buddha statues have been smashed, and the gold paint on the Tathagata's body on the Daxiong Hall has been stripped away. In the whole temple, only a scripture library and a few monks' rooms are still empty.

Dongxi's monk's house has been abandoned, the door is ajar, and the ground is covered with vines and weeds.The bamboo grove on the east side of the main hall was not pruned, and it grew out in puffs, with sharp thorns in the corner of the wall.There is a lotus pond under the steps, full of lotus flowers blooming in the pond.

Xiaoqian came here with 12 points of energy.

Grandma is the master of these people, the ruler of the entire Black Mountain Bardo, and the owner of Lanruogui City.

Xiaoqian died near Heishan more than ten years ago, and was buried near Lanruo Temple. Because she died in another country, her soul had nowhere to go, so she was taken in by her grandmother and worked for her.

Even though Xiaoqian won her grandma's favor because of her politeness and beauty, she still knew very little about her.

Xiaoqian only knew that grandma's body was a tree that grew behind Lanruo Temple, and she didn't know anything about the rest.

Grandma is cruel, cruel and moody by nature. In order to practice the demon method, she often ordered these beautiful female ghosts to seduce passers-by. Only Xiaoqian has killed nearly a hundred people in the past ten years since she came here. Buried under a tree.

After walking to the Sutra Pavilion at the back of Lanruo Temple, Xiaoqian dared not move again.

She stood at the door of the Sutra Pavilion, knocked on the door, and called, "Grandma."

There was an indistinguishable voice from inside the scripture storage pavilion, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xiaoqian."

"Xiaoqian." The voice in the Sutra Pavilion was elusive and intriguing.

"Xiaoqian, you are not in the ghost market, what are you doing in the apse?"

Xiaoqian held the plaque of Lanruo Temple over her head and said, "Grandma, this plaque of Lanruo Temple..."

Squeak.

The door of the Sutra Pavilion opened by itself, and in the dim light and shadow, a mottled and ugly face covered with bark appeared in front of Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian shivered and lowered her head.

"Xiaoqian, what did you see?"

Cold sweat oozes from Xiaoqian's forehead, "Grandma... Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian..."

Grandma stretched out a hand that was mottled like old bark, and the slender claws gleamed coldly on the hand, carrying a bloody breath.

These hands gently stroked Xiaoqian's head.

Xiaoqian's heart was full of fear, her whole body was trembling, but she didn't dare to move.

However, grandma didn't do anything to her, she just stroked her twice lightly, and the gentle scent of grass and trees hovered on the tip of her nose.

Grandma's hand was a little warm, and the gentle touch seemed to comfort more than blame.

Xiaoqian felt that she had lost her head. At this moment, she could still think about these miscellaneous things.

Grandma took her hand away, and the black and large robe fell down in front of Xiaoqian's eyes.

With a light touch in her hand, the plaque has been taken away by grandma.

"carry on."

Grandma's voice was clear and cold, but it was extremely pleasant to Xiaoqian's eyes. She agreed and took two steps back cautiously.

The door of the Sutra Pavilion closed slowly in front of Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, stepped up and left Lanruo Temple.

It was deep and dark outside the Sutra Pavilion.

A huge locust tree almost blocks out the sky and the sun, covering the entire Sutra Library under the shade.

The wisteria hangs down from the locust tree, and its thick roots protrude from the ground, prying up the entire scripture pavilion to separate it from the ground.

Grandma was shrouded in a deep darkness, and the black cloak covered his figure.

"Lanruo Temple, Lanruo Temple! Hehe."

He chuckled, stroked the stone plaque in his hand, and sighed softly.

A few days ago, grandma was still "grandma".

Appearing in the image of a stunning beauty, with gold hairpins in a bun and jingle rings.

But now, he is no longer "grandmother", and his whole body is like a straw puppet wrapped under the bark.

In fact, this is the real body of grandma—a tree without gender.

It's not just that the appearance has become ugly, the real one has changed from the core.

He also didn't understand why when he woke up, he left a world called Earth, became a lonely soul, and then woke up in his grandma's body.

Even with it, he has to bear all the karma and troubles brought about by this body.

Cause and effect, a word he got from his grandma's memory.

This is Montenegro. Hundreds of years ago, a demon was born on this mountain, called the old demon of Montenegro.

However, the old demon of Montenegro was suppressed in the shade, and the master Shamo who suppressed him established Lanruo Temple on Montenegro.

Hundreds of years later, the evil Buddha traveled to the south, using evil to rebel against evil, and Lanruo Temple declined, and then on this mountain, grandma was born.

Grandma is a pagoda tree in front of the window of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Hearing that the monks chanted sutras for a Jiazi, she opened her spiritual wisdom.

It's a pity that Lanruo Temple declined afterwards, the Buddha nature was defeated by the demon nature, and grandma fell into evil ways.

It's just a piece of cake to try to practice evil methods on pedestrians.

The real big evil is turning Lanruo Temple into a ghost market, attracting demons and humans from all over the world, and turning himself into a real big devil.

It's a pity that grandma's heart is not small, but her ability is not enough.

Grandma practiced the crude spells that the old Heishan demon left in the secret cave of Heishan back then. She swallowed the essence of the sun and the blood of people's hearts to practice kung fu.

It was not in vain that grandma listened to a scripture written by Jiazi outside the Sutra Pavilion, so he decided on a volume of Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion.

After several months of hard work, I finally broke the Buddha's light on the Sutra Pavilion today, but at the last moment, the Buddhist sutra flew out of the Sutra Pavilion, hit Tianling, shattered his soul and died.

Then he woke up from his grandma's body.

It was summer, and Sophora japonica bloomed on my grandma's body.

The cool fragrance permeated Lanruo Temple. He looked at the peace and joy in his heart, and named himself Huai Xu.

Huai Xu's memory as a lonely soul in another world and his memory as a grandma blend together, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other. This newborn person is Huai Xu.

The Buddhist scriptures that "grandmother" exchanged with her wealth and life were lying safely in Huai Xu's arms.

It's not considered useless.

New students and old students, anyway, he was alone.

Huai Xu stroked the plaque of Lanruo Temple, the moss peeled off under his hands, and the cracks gradually healed.

He also repainted the golden lacquer in the negative characters of "Lanruo Temple", and the brand-new plaque lay quietly in the Sutra Pavilion, just like the newly blooming Sophora japonica on the main body of Sophora japonica, quiet and elegant.

Huai Xu called to the outside of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, "Shan Bao."

From an old pine tree not far from the Tibetan scripture pavilion, a huge ghost with a green face and fangs jumped down. It was a ghost in the Black Mountain - a mandrill.

Shan Bao is huge, with one paw the size of a dustpan, he jumped in front of the Sutra Pavilion, but he was as cute as a cat.

"Shanbao, send this to Xiaoqian and ask her to hang it on the gate of the ghost market."

Shan Baoweng answered yes angrily, grabbed the plaque and jumped away.

Huai Xu covered the door, lit the oil lamp in the Sutra Pavilion, and was about to flip through the Buddhist scriptures that grandma wanted to get at the cost of her life.

Putting the Buddhist scriptures on the table, Huai Xu reached out to open the scriptures.

Snapped.

The scroll was opened, and a dazzling golden light flew out from the scripture, piercing Huai Xu's forehead like lightning.

Huai Xu let out a muffled snort, and fell straight on his back.

On the table, the Buddhist scriptures were flipped and then turned into a wisp of fly ash.

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