Pretend to be a pig and eat the third brother

Habits have become natural, leading to the fact that when the Laughing Demon sets foot in the rivers and lakes, the first place to go is the Jingguang Temple, which is also acquiesced in the rivers and lakes. As long as something happens to the monks in the Jingguang Temple, it means laughing. The appearance of the devil.

As an enemy of Jingguang Temple and also a frequent visitor, Zijiang, wearing a mask, walked the steps of the back mountain leisurely along the mountain road, leaving behind the licorice for refining medicine in Anle Palace and Jian Chun who was recovering from his wounds.

Naturally, when the young monks and nuns at the foot of the mountain saw the mask representing death, they were so frightened that they dropped their sweeping brooms and ran up the mountain, shouting, "The laughing devil is coming! The laughing devil is coming!"

"There's no need to be so excited." Zijiang occasionally turned his head to look at the little monk Mi who was running away from him, and sighed.He also knew that the Laughing Demon had never done anything good, but in all fairness, he had never killed anyone for no reason, right?Especially those little guys who can't be called no matter whether they are from the back or the front are not interested.You see, those who died under the Laughing Demon Sword were not all the top figures in the Jianghu!

The Wanku Mountain where Jingguang Temple is located, as its name suggests, was originally a barren mountain with no grass. Jingguang Temple is a deserted temple on this mountain with only one abbot and two monks. The difficult mountain roads lead to few pilgrims. Before Fanshu brought ten disciples to register and settle down, it was completely unknown.But now it’s better, Fan Shu took over as the host for more than [-] years, and the current Wanku Mountain with beautiful mountains and rivers, singing birds and fragrant flowers, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.As for the pilgrims... Zijiang doesn't want to be disturbed by others to enjoy the scenery, so he specially walks the back mountain which is not open to the public.

To be precise, the back mountain should be called Beishan. Beishan is shaded and steep, so it is not open to ordinary pilgrims, and even the villagers at the foot of the mountain are kept outside.The opposite Nanshan is the main entrance of Jingguang Temple, which is open to the general public. The 390 nine steps are all made of white stone, a specialty nearby, and there is a tea shed on the mountainside for pilgrims to rest their feet for free tea.Climbing up the steps, there is a mahogany-covered gold mountain gate every hundred steps, and the last mountain gate is even more majestic. It has three black plaques with "Jingguang Temple" with iron paintings and silver hooks on it. Gold lettering shines in the sun.Since Jingguang Temple was conferred as the second largest temple by Bei Ji, there has been an endless stream of pilgrims coming to Jingguang Temple from all over the world every day, and even the unknown small mountain village at the foot of the mountain has become a bustling and bustling place. The small town is known as Jingguang Town.

Jingguang Town was full of people coming and going, and for unnecessary trouble, Zijiang naturally left the back mountain of presiding over the charter.

Climbing up the stairs, admiring the scenery of the forest along the way did not feel tired. Zijiang came to the back gate of the exquisite Jingguang Temple, perhaps because of the loud introduction from the previous disciples, there was a familiar face waiting Outside the door, after seeing Zijiang, he clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name, and then smiled like their host, "The host has been in poor health recently, and I hope you can forgive me for not being able to come to greet him in person."

If he hadn't known the notoriety of himself as a laughing devil in Jianghu, Zijiang would have mistakenly thought that he was a distinguished guest who came to offer incense, and he was worthy of being so polite as the first guardian monk of Jingguang Temple.

Relying on the cover of the mask, Zi Jiang's face was as muddy as it was, and he nodded naturally as if he had returned to the Anle Palace, and went to the meditation room where Fan Shu was presiding over.

A meditation room not far from the back door opened without wind when Zijiang approached, and Zijiang still stepped into it naturally, and found an elegant seat in the old place.Looking around, this house is almost the same as it was decades ago. It is not much bigger than the small kitchen in Anle Palace, and it is even more different than the magnificent front hall.

What Zijiang was facing was the couch and the bamboo platform for meditation. It was only made of a few bamboos and a thin layer of mattress was spread on top of the straw mat.In the middle of the room are tables and chairs made of fine rattan, and against the wall is a row of neatly arranged Buddhist scriptures, and there is nothing else in the dignified presiding room.Zi Jiang withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, and sighed secretly in his heart, not to mention the An Le Palace, even the head of a little-known sect is a hundred times more magnificent than this house.

Restraining his nosy thoughts, Zijiang looked down at the table at hand. There was a Buddhist scripture on it, and he opened the page he hadn't finished reading when he came last time. Zijiang casually flipped through two more pages. Finally, he raised his eyes and looked at the monk who was meditating opposite him, "You are so old and still strong, why didn't you get slapped to death?"

Zijiang only opened his mouth after counting Fanshu's two Zhou Tianyun skills, and once he was moved by his kindness and consideration, he didn't know that he opened his mouth with this irrespective of age and irritating tone.

Fan Shu was not angry when he heard this, and Zijiang didn't disturb him when his skills were most critical and most defenseless. This alone was enough to be a gentleman. "Little benefactor is right, the poor monk is beyond his control." Fan Shu didn't give any explanation, nodded obediently and still smiled, the long beard that had been grown for more than twenty years covered his face well The scar of the knife is more gentle.

Alas, it's so boring, this old monk won't even talk back.Zijiang threw down the Buddhist scriptures resentfully, and threw an emerald green jade bottle far away, "No one will cooperate with me after you die. It is a great tonic. Take one when you are about to die."

Fan Shu took the jade bottle and unscrewed the jade plug, and it turned out to be the Huiling Pill that the martial arts people wanted to get their hands on.Millennium ginseng is easy to get, but panacea is hard to find.It is said that only the big disciples on Youlin Mountain Yashan could refine this elixir. It only takes one pill to restore the power of six successes in a short time. The field is simply a life-saving golden pill to bring the dead back to life.However, it is precisely because of this that it is extremely difficult to refine the spirit pill this time. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the eldest disciple of Youlin Mountain Cliff can make it, but few people know that even Ze Qi, the son of the jade needle, cannot guarantee every One batch will do the trick.

"Sure enough." Fan Shu put away the bottle but hesitated to speak.

Zi Jiang raised his eyebrows, Fan Shu didn't seem like such an unhappy person.He rolled up the previous Buddhist scriptures and tapped them gently in his hand, looked at Fan Shu and waited for his next words.

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the little benefactor has a good relationship with Youlin Yaya, and it is indeed so when I saw it today."

As soon as these words came out, Zijiang was also taken aback, but then he laughed out loud, "It's not a day or two since the Laughing Devil and Youlin Yaya have been at loggerheads, you must have hurt yourself to the bone."

"The master Huai'an of Anle Palace is excellent in martial arts, but every time he goes on a killing spree, he will seriously injure people beyond his power and never take their lives. On the contrary, it is Youlin Cliff who came later to treat people and get his good reputation today. .Is what the poor monk said true?" Fan Shu's words were astonishing, and Yu Bi looked at the opposite side deliberately.

This sentence was too abrupt and too frank. If the relationship between Xiaomo and Anle Palace was revealed by other people, he might have already become a corpse at this moment, but the person in front of him was Fanshu, so Zijiang calmed down instead. "Since the host knows my identity, why does the temple door remain open?"

"Buddhism is open to the public and visitors are guests. The poor monk has no reason to reject small benefactors." Fan Shu still smiled, and Zijiang couldn't get angry when he saw it.

Faced with such a calm Fan Shu, Zijiang raised his eyebrows and picked up the Buddhist scriptures he had just read, looked around the meditation room and couldn't help but frowned and looked at the other side, "Why haven't you served tea yet?"

It is not without other reasons that Zijiang often comes to Jingguang Temple, and the unique rock water tea of ​​Jingguang Temple is one of them.Every time he came here before, a monk came to prepare tea leaves, rock spring water and tea sets for him, while Zi Jiang cooked tea himself, and when he met Fan Shu, he generously shared it with him, sipping tea and playing games for several hours. It's just a blink of an eye.However, he has been here for more than an hour today, waiting for Fan Shu Yungong to heal his wounds, but he can't even drink a sip of tea.

The service attitude is too bad, decisive bad review.In two days, I will find someone to take away all the tea leaves, as well as the rock spring water!Zi Jiang thought about it.

well.Fan Shu gave a rare sigh, why did he switch from the serious topic before to drinking tea? "Little benefactor, don't be angry, don't be in a hurry, they must not come in because they are afraid of disturbing my exercise and healing." Fan Shu got up and was about to lie down on the couch, probably because he was afraid that Zijiang would feel neglected, so he moved a little hastily He spat out the blood and coughed for a long time while leaning on the couch.

Zi Jiang originally just complained casually, and was not so attached to a cup of tea. Seeing Fan Shu vomiting blood, he couldn't help but stand up and hurried to him, "What's the matter with an old bone!" Having said that, Ke Zijiang carefully sat down Fu Fanshu, took the Huiling Pill from the side and fed it to him.

He didn't drink the rock water tea, but instead healed people's injuries. After helping Fanshu walk for another week, Zi Jiang's face became black, so he should have shaved his head and "Amitabha" every day.

"Thank you, little benefactor." With the help of someone with extraordinary skill to heal his wounds, Fan Shu is indeed much better than before, so he sincerely thanks Zijiang.

As a big devil but being thanked by others feels like being slapped in the mouth, Zi Jiang gave Fan Shu a side view of the darkened face just now, "Thank you." He rolled up the Buddhist scriptures in front of Fan Shu Tucking his face into his bosom, Zijiang was about to leave, but before going out, he stopped and turned around, "After five days, the Yeshan faction will cease to exist."

"Amitabha." Fan Shu recited the Buddha's name, and the smile on his face was gone.Although Zijiang still had the face of pretending to be angry and joking before, Fan Shu seemed to see the murderous aura that had turned into a real body, he knew that Zijiang was serious this time.Not long ago he heard that the Yeshan Party tripped up Anle Palace and used insidious tricks, causing the death and injury of nearly a hundred people in Anle Palace for no reason. It is already rare to kill Yeshan.

Fan Shu clasped his hands together and stared indifferently, and said lightly that the door was locked behind Zi Jiang's movements, "The poor monk is seriously injured, and he will not be able to travel far in the near future."