The fallen demon

When the crowd dispersed, Nangong Zui's eyes were not as disdainful as she was looking at Hong Yi. She still had three points of respect for Luo Yin, and asked crisply: "Mr. Luo, where do we start now?"

"Someone has something to say." Luo Yin smiled mysteriously, looking behind Nangong over her shoulder.As soon as Nangong turned around, he realized that Abbot Huiqing hadn't left.

Huiqing's face really does not look like a person who worships Buddha, it is slightly sallow, with a thin figure, only when talking and laughing, there is still a little bit of amiability.He said: "Amitabha, don't lie to the benefactor, the old monk has been in the temple for many years, and he has not noticed any spiritual beings. But there is another person, although he is a sweeping monk, but he is indeed the oldest person. Why don't you ask him, maybe There will be gains."

"Master," Luo Yin clasped his hands together, bent slightly, but his eyes revealed a sly look, "Why did you have to wait for them to leave just now? Is there something hidden about that floor-sweeping monk?"

"Hey..." Huiqing shook her head, her helplessness was beyond words, she clasped her hands slightly, but then let go, "He is Huiyuan's father, but... hey, I won't talk about this, you go to him first His name is Wuwei, and he should be found through the back hall of the guest room."

Nangong rolled his eyes, glanced at Luo Yin who had already thanked him, and followed suit, and after walking a few steps, he asked, "Master Huiyuan still has such a story? Do you think we should ask?"

"You want to help their father and son reconcile?" Luo Yin smiled slightly, turned her head and asked, and then walked straight forward.

"Well...forget it, I'm not very familiar with Master Huiyuan either."

Luo Yin looked at her thoughtfully, but didn't answer.

Through the back hall of the guest room, there is an open space with dense trees.A huge banyan tree was surrounded by a fence on the right side of the open space, and five or six people might need to surround the tree path.The branches of the banyan tree spread out to cover the blue sky, and dozens of branches fell to the ground and became roots, forming a small forest by itself.

In a hidden place under the woods, there is really a very old man, wearing a dark blue robe, with his right foot resting on his left knee, revealing his white trouser legs.He leisurely drank tea, gnawed on white flour steamed buns, and happily flipped through books with a smile.

Luo Yin took two steps towards him, before she could speak, she heard Nangong speak first: "Master Wuwei! What a coincidence! Why are you here?"

Luo Yin was taken aback, she didn't expect Nangong to react so quickly, so she decided to act as her flower protector first, and see how Nangong would deal with it.

Wu Wei seemed taken aback, choked a mouthful of steamed buns in his throat, stared at them for a long time before swallowing.

"Master, oh, don't scare me." Nangong rushed to him for a while, and then said, "Just now I met the master abbot and asked him some questions, but he couldn't answer, and said he must let me looking for you."

"Well, yes, what is it?" Wuwei managed to calm down, his face turned slightly pale, and soon returned to normal, "Then old boy, are you fooling people again? Bullying me is too free to find something for me to do? Huh? "

"How can it be! I really asked a lot of questions, but he couldn't answer this one!"

Nangong was talking nonsense with his eyes open, Luo Yin admired him so much, and stood aside quietly watching the changes.But Feng Mei on his body didn't have such a good attitude. He raised half of his eyes to look at the situation, and reminded Luo Yin: "Be careful with her, don't make trouble, this girl is smart and easy to be misled by her cleverness."

Luo Yin nodded, thinking to herself, Feng Meibai has such a cute appearance.

Wuwei said with a smile: "Then tell me, what did you ask?"

Nangong's eyes lit up, and he replied: "I asked the abbot, and they all said that the Buddha had no feelings or desires, so why did he want to save all sentient beings? Isn't saving sentient beings an emotion for the common people?"

This question... is wonderful.Luo Yin thought, but what does this have to do with their affairs?

Wuwei burst out laughing suddenly: "Hahahahaha, good guy! You won't be that brat's lobbyist, are you? Go back and tell him, when will you figure it out, and when will you come to me! If you want to talk to me, no way!"

Luo Yin was startled for a moment, and suddenly realized that the little girl Ganqing had a deep friendship with Huiyuan.However, he couldn't let her mess around anymore, so he took two steps forward and grabbed her arm, moved it away, and apologized to Wuwei.

"You are?" Wuwei's gaze was directly attracted by the charm on his shoulder, "This...isn't this a nightmare?"

"You recognize it?!"

"Oh, of course. This thing has caused panic among the people many times. When I was young, I fought against him countless times, but I never caught it. Now..." Wuwei's eyes seemed to see his comrades-in-arms. The charm is extremely nostalgic.

This also made Feng Mei look up again, and began to speak: "Old man, if you want to catch me, practice for another few hundred years."

"Oh, yes, what Master Feng Mei said is true." Wu Wei stood up and nodded repeatedly.Luo Yin is very curious about the relationship between them, why did they form such a speaking attitude now?

Just before he could think about it, Wuwei asked again: "Why are you looking for me? If you don't talk about it, I'm going to eat, old man."

"Tell me." Luo Yin put on a smile hastily, "Have you ever heard that this Fuze Temple is blessed by spirits?"

"Huh?" He looked at Feng Mei strangely again, "Can't it feel it?"

Luo Yin was overjoyed: "You mean it really does? Feng Mei can feel it, but because the thing mainly parasitizes others, it is invisible and formless, so we don't know what to do."

"Since it's a spirit thing, what else do you think? No, there have been some strange pilgrims these days. Do you want to catch the spirit thing and help them do things?" Wuwei is really sharp, this is a little bit of a question It's not as gentle as Huiyuan, forcing you to tell everything you know every sentence.

Nangong was aggrieved for a long time, unconvinced: "Master, how can you say that? We are all people with the world in our hearts, how could we hurt the spirit for trivial things? You should ask, the spirit did it by itself. What an outrageous thing!"

"Nangong!" Luo Yin sternly stopped her, this Nangong person is smart, he sees things clearly, but he is also a little impatient.

Nangong pouted, turned his eyes away and sat under the shade of a tree, completely silent.

Wuwei chuckled, with a nonchalant expression on his face: "The little girl is straightforward, that's good. But you also need to know that it is extremely difficult to demonize a spiritual creature with a deep fortune, unless there is something as a bait to make it fall for it."

bait?

Luo Yin asked: "Does that spirit have any hobbies?"

"I'll tell you a story, and when it's over, you'll know it naturally."

Wuwei's gaze looks far away, penetrating through the tree layers, as if he can see the past separated by time.His eyes flickered slightly, maybe those pasts were memories he couldn't take away.

Fuze Temple was established at the end of the Xing Dynasty four years ago in 130. At first it was just a ruined temple.

One year, there was a severe drought in the country of Sun, and the people were in dire straits. The emperor paid a private visit here and settled down to rest. In the dream, there was a yellow-haired child who claimed to be the spirit of this place, called Fuze, who could grant people's spiritual wishes.

Fuze said that if the emperor can build a temple here, he can protect Sun Guofu for a hundred years.

The emperor didn't believe it at first, thinking that the earth binding spirit was just a clever talk, but another sentence from Fuze made him change his mind.

"You offer three sticks of incense outside the temple, and I can leave with you for an hour to help a family make a wish. If it succeeds, you will build a temple for the next generation. If not, you can raze this place to the ground."

It doesn't seem like a bad deal, but...

"What are you planning?" the emperor asked back.

"I'm just a pilgrim's belief. As time goes on, I can go farther and farther. But the emperor doesn't need to worry. I will live and die with the temple. If it is not here, I will be wiped out."

That day, when the emperor woke up, regardless of the dissuasion of his attendants, he knelt down outside the ruined temple and worshiped the ground, and then he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders when he stood up.

"It's...Fukuzawa?"

"Yes." Fuze's voice seemed to be smiling happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty, let's go then."

That day changed both Qiang Lin and Sun Guo.Half a year later, the largest temple - Fuze Temple rose from the ground, and the emperor ordered people to slightly adapt his story and spread it to the Ming Dynasty.

Fukuzawa also fulfilled the promise made at that time, and has been keeping himself safe and doing his best for the people.However, in recent days, monsters have been scurrying around and attacking people's minds everywhere, which made Fuze greedy. He dismissed the beliefs of those mere people, and instead took a fancy to the blessings of pilgrims.

"I think...you should understand what's going on, right?" Wuwei explained the whole story in detail, as if he had experienced it himself, but he seemed to be out of it.

He drank cold tea, gnawed the remaining steamed buns with a grin, and looked at Luo Yin: "Do you have any questions?"

Luo Yin smiled wryly, of course, how could there not be?It's just that there is no need to get to the bottom of it right now, so I can only pick the key point and say: "Then can we find a person with deep fortune to be the bait and lure him to the bait?"

"Well, the idea is good, but those with deep fortunes often double their merits and virtues, and other things are extremely difficult to invade. Instead of subduing them, it is better to influence them. For spiritual things, influence can help them survive disasters, but subduing them is easy to backfire and fall into the devil's way .”

"What the master said is very true, this junior will follow the instructions." Luo Yin grabbed Nangong and bowed to Wuwei to express his thanks.

Wuwei shook his hands, unfathomable: "No thanks, no thanks, I have conditions."

Nangong pulled out his hand in an instant, hating Luo Yin for being blind: "Look, look! You still talk to him well, and he will ask you for a reward as soon as he turns around!"

"Nangong! Listen to the master!"

"Don't listen, you should be careful." Nangong waved his hands angrily, and retreated far away.

Wuwei looked at her back and smiled silently, and said to Luo Yin in a low voice: "The little girl has a fierce temper, but she seems to be quite capable. By the way, I want to ask you to borrow this... dream-eating tapir. Use it. "

Feng Mei quietly opened half of her eyes, did not give Luo Yin a chance to speak, and said to herself: "Old man, you can't think of it, just give up."

"If you don't try, how will you know? Since she left Huiyuan behind, she must have left traces too, but... I'm old... I forgot..."

"The little follower agrees, and I will go with you."

Luo Yin found out that there was nothing wrong with him, and the two of them discussed it on their own, so he simply grabbed Feng Mei's round neck and threw it to Wu Wei.

"It's okay, use it as you like, I'll pick it up after I'm done."

"Little follower! Are you the one who handed it over like this?!" Feng Mei grinned angrily, and Wuwei held down its head with a palm, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the benefactor, we will see you soon."