Crossing the Book and Meeting the Reborn Villain

Ye Junzhu adjusted his breathing rhythm, and stood in a stalemate with the dark man all night until dawn the next day.

The next morning, the two young monks in the same room got up early, put on their clothes lightly, and prepared to go out to wash.

In the morning, the cold air became heavier, Ye Junzhu curled up in the bed and looked at the two young monks and said, "You two young friends wake up so early every day?"

A little monk with a round face smiled, "We have morning classes in the morning, did it bother you?"

Ye Junzhu shook his head and said, "No problem."

After the two young monks greeted Ye Junzhu, they went out together. Before leaving, they lit a pot of charcoal fire in the house.

"Dong dong dong..." After a while, the sound of wooden fish came.

Is the little monk back?Ye Junzhu poked his eyes out from the quilt, and saw the young Buddhist cultivator sitting upright on the bed on the left, knocking on the wooden fish in his hand.

Ye Junzhu said, "Do Buddhist practitioners of the Huanxi branch also chant scriptures?"

The young Buddhist cultivator stopped his hands and said with a smile, "It's just some ordinary rebirth scriptures. I think this place is too cloudy."

Ye Junzhu thought for a while and said, "The Jishi branch often does some things to save the dead. I think there should be unfinished souls here."

"Perhaps so."

After three poles in the sun, Ye Junzhu crawled out of the bed. He took a deep breath, rubbed his nose, got dressed and went to find the abbot.

The appearance of the abbot is completely opposite to that of the prison temple. He is a tall and thin old man. Because of his short lifespan, he no longer practices. He sits in his Zen room and recites sutras every day.

Ye Junzhu took out the mahogany sword from the storage ring, handed it to the abbot and said, "I got this by chance, and 81 resentful souls are sealed inside, I brought it to your temple, I hope you can save it. "

The abbot looked at Ye Junzhu with a smile and said, "The benefactor's heart is kind, and he will be favored by heaven in the future."

Ye Junzhu waved his hands and said with a smile, "The abbot has praised you."

The abbot shook his head and said with a smile, "There are karma and fruit, and the good deeds accumulated by the donor will inevitably lead to blessings in the future, which is what the immortals call luck. Luck is unpredictable, but it does exist. Some people He is born with superhuman luck and has no ups and downs in his life, but this luck can also be exhausted."

Ye Junzhu nodded knowingly, the luck superman is favored by heaven, doesn't this mean the hero?

"Most people's luck is mediocre, they can only do some good deeds, so the luck will increase little by little, although it's not obvious." The abbot continued after a pause, "Some people are born with very good luck, but they act unruly. If you do too many things against the way of heaven, you will consume all your luck, and end up with bad luck."

Ye Junzhu felt a little sad, didn't this mean all the cannon fodder?Oh, most of the cannon fodder is not lucky.

The abbot shifted his gaze to the mahogany sword in his hand, and said after a while, "It will take about seven days to save this thing. Does the benefactor want to stay here and wait?"

Ye Junzhu nodded and said, "I just happen to have some private matters here."

After finishing this matter, Ye Junzhu will concentrate on finding teammates.There are a hundred buddhist monks in the Jishi branch, and it is really tricky to find which one.When the sun was at its brightest in the afternoon, Ye Junzhu took Ning Qingyang around the temple, looking for candidates.

Ye Junzhu looked at a Buddha cultivator at the golden elixir stage not far away, with admiration in his eyes, and said with a smile, "This one is not bad." It is very good for the Jishi branch to be able to cultivate to the golden elixir stage.

Ning Qingyang looked at Ye Junzhu's "sexy" eyes, and then at the handsome Buddhist cultivator, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and said directly, "This Buddhist cultivator is not good, and he has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. I am afraid that he is a deceitful person. He is not too old. usefulness."

Ye Junzhu looked at the Buddha cultivator with some doubts, his melon-seeded face was pretty, could it be that the little apprentice's aesthetics was infected by Mu Qing?He tentatively asked, "How about being a teacher?"

Ning Qingyang glanced at Ye Junzhu and said, "Master is a celestial being." Alas, why is this immortal cultivator acting like a baby with this deity outside, well, this deity will praise him.

Ye Junzhu was a little embarrassed, but he was relieved, as long as Qingyang had normal aesthetics.

"Who is it?" The Golden Core Stage Buddha Cultivator suddenly looked over, his face, which was obviously pretty, was made to look like a glaring King Kong by his expression.

Ye Junzhu smiled and said, "My master and apprentice will stay in your temple for a few days."

The Buddhist cultivator glanced at Ye Junzhu, turned his head and stared straight at Ning Qingyang, and shouted after a long while, "The evil cultivator!" He said and suddenly threw the rosary in his hand at Ning Qingyang.

Ye Junzhu didn't have time to think and quickly blocked it, saying, "My apprentice is Xianxiu."

Ning Qingyang calmly took off the silk scarf around her waist and said, "Perhaps you are talking about this magical artifact? It was left by my late mother."

That Buddha Xiu looked at the silk scarf, and then at Ning Qingyang, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, obviously his brain was not enough, after a while he stared at Ning Qingyang sharply, and said sharply, "Sophistry!" As soon as he waved his hand, a golden light shot straight at Ning Qingyang.

Ye Junzhu blocked the golden light, feeling a little upset, you are the magic cultivator!All of you are demon cultivators!

"Stop!" Jian Si came over, stopped the Buddhist cultivator from attacking again, and yelled softly, "Fa Ming, don't be rude!"

Jiansi turned around to look at Ye Junzhu, and smiled apologetically, "Faming has been plotted against by demonic cultivators before, so he is quite disgusted with demonic cultivators, and his mind is not very bright, sometimes he can't tell the difference between demonic energy and demonic cultivators. .”

Having said all this, Ye Junzhu couldn't be unreasonable, so he could only smile helplessly, "No problem."

Ye Junzhu felt that Ming was really not suitable to be a companion, so he walked elsewhere, but the overall strength of the Jishi branch was really low, and there was only Fa Ming in the Jindan stage, and later I heard that he was an elder, and the rest were the abbots in the Yuanying stage up.

After searching for nothing all day, Ye Junzhu sighed, "The sun is setting and it's getting colder outside. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"it is good."

Ye Junzhu originally wanted to meditate at night, but it was even colder tonight, so he had no choice but to get into the bed and rest with all his clothes covered on the quilt, even so it was still freezing cold.Ye Junzhu was so cold that he couldn't sleep, he murmured tremblingly, "I, I, I am very hot, I am very hot...I am not hot..." He felt that the more hypnotized, the colder he became.

After an unknown period of time, the feeling of being stared at appeared again. This time, what Ye Junzhu felt was not one or two gazes, but gazes from all directions, as if a group of people surrounded him, silently Staring at him silently.Ye Junzhu suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was pitch black, the real blackness where he couldn't see his fingers.

Ye Junzhu clenched the ice jade beads tightly, and suddenly hit them around, but the ice jade beads seemed to have fallen into a black hole, and there was no sound of hitting the wall. If Ye Junzhu hadn't sensed them, he would have thought that the ice jade beads had passed through.He recalled Bing Yuzhu, frowned and thought hard, is there no one around?

At this time, a white ball of light suddenly appeared on the bed on the right, and a pale and gloomy face appeared behind the ball of light.

Ye Junzhu was slightly taken aback, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Qingyang, where did you get the luminous stone?"

Ning Qingyang sat up and said, "Last time I dug it out in the cave of the Taohua Forest."

"..." Ye Junzhu coughed lightly, "Afraid of the dark?"

Ning Qingyang said in a blunt tone, "I'm not afraid, it's just that this place is a bit too dark, there is no light at all."

Ye Junzhu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then said, "Did you feel that someone was staring at you just now?"

Ning Qingyang nodded and said, "Yes, actually I still have that feeling now." As soon as he finished speaking, the feeling of being stared at by others disappeared.

Ning Qingyang put on his clothes, got out of bed and walked around. The white night light in his hand illuminated him in a radius of two meters. After a while, Ning Qingyang's footsteps suddenly stopped. , where are they?"

Ye Junzhu got up and walked over to have a look. There were only two slumped ones on the bed, they didn't look like there were people.He casually lifted one of the quilts, a cloud of dust was raised, and the old cotton wadding flew out.He fanned the dust in front of his nose and said, "Why is this little monk's quilt so worn out?"

Ning Qingyang lifted the quilt of the other bed, which was also dilapidated.

"Amitabha." The young Buddhist cultivator had already stood behind them at some point. He raised his hand and lifted Ning Qingyang's quilt next to him, and the old cotton wadding still came out from inside.

Ye Junzhu frowned and said, "The Buddha's blindfold is really powerful."

"Hahahaha..." The laughter of many people came from all directions.The locked door was suddenly knocked open, hitting the wall next to it with a bang.

Ye Junzhu looked towards the door and shouted, "Who is pretending to be a ghost?" He slammed the ice jade beads out of the door.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and after a while, those people began to chant again, "Damn the devil, damn the devil..." They seemed to be chanting scriptures, with neither sad nor happy tone, repeating over and over again With those four words.

Ning Qingyang sneered silently, and threw the silk scarf around his waist towards the door, hitting someone right in the middle, a golden light flashed on the silk scarf, and saw many bloody faces crowded at the door.

"Amitabha." The young Buddha recited a sentence of Buddha, and suddenly sat on the ground, with his right hand on his right knee, his fingers touching the ground, and he silently recited a mantra, his whole body emitting bursts of golden light.

The golden light on the young Buddha's body became brighter and brighter, illuminating the whole room like daytime.

Only then did Ye Junzhu see the real house after clearing the eyes. The tables and chairs were already dilapidated and covered with dust, and there were still black blood stains in the room. The most important thing was that there were countless bloody people lying on the beams, doors and windows. , maybe it can no longer be called a human being, because what he saw was only a pile of mixed flesh and blood, with white teeth and black eyeballs in the flesh and blood.

The author has something to say: The gesture made by the young man is the magic seal

Suddenly, I found that the instruments used by my two protagonists are a bit girlish.

In the end, I didn't do anti-theft either...because I was too lazy to change...