There are many ghosts on the road of alms

"You still want to be the king of the mountain? Can you sit still?" Lingji glanced at Xiaobai, and didn't believe that this monster could stay in Luoyan Mountain honestly.

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai didn't refute, instead, he thought about something seriously, and after a while he said: "Lingji is very right, why don't you lend me the yin soldiers from the sixth day, so that Even if I go out to play temporarily, it’s okay.”

"You little bastard, you actually plotted against the Yin soldiers." Seeing Xiaobai's treacherous expression, Ling Ji wanted to grab Xiaobai's ears.

"Lululu", Xiaobai made a grimace, and ducked away from Lingji's hand as soon as he lowered his body.

Chu Liu looked at the monster and ghost, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Okay, Patriarch Liu is still here, stop making trouble." Hearing Chu Liu's words, Ling Ji stopped, but her expression remained the same. Not good, obviously wanting to roast Xiaobai to relieve his anger.

"Ahem," Chu Liu coughed twice, and then poured a cup of tea for Ling Ji himself in front of everyone: "Actually, it's no problem for Xiaobai to want to be the king of the mountain. As for the Yin soldiers, Ming Che After dealing with the matter, I think you don't need any manpower when you come to Lingji."

Lingji looked at Chu Liu's courteousness, stared at Xiaobai, and said through gritted teeth: "Yes! The ghost car has been dealt with, but the ghost market has just been taken back, so no one should guard it?" That team of Yin soldiers was elite, She finally borrowed it from Chu Liu and wanted to take it back for herself, but it turned out that it was about to be taken back by Chu Liu before it was warmed up. It's no wonder she wasn't angry.

Chu Liu also knew that Lingji had taken a fancy to the ghost soldiers, but the Puchen Temple was obviously more important than the ghost market.

"Why don't you just transfer the Yin soldiers to Puchen Temple temporarily, and when Xiaobai forms his own men in the future, you can ask the Yin soldiers to help you, how about that?"

"You mean, the Yin soldiers will belong to me in the future?" Lingji asked with staring eyes.

Chu Liu shook his head with a smile: "You have to discuss this with the Yin soldier captain. After all, he has his own ideas, and I can't help you."

"Nonsense! They listen to you clearly, even if you let them die, they don't hesitate, you just don't want to give up!"

Chu Liu spread out his hands, as if she was not in her charge, Lingji angrily picked up Xiaobai, and threw it at Chu Liu.

The Patriarch Liu Yi next to him watched the interaction between Chu Liu and the others, and couldn't get in the way at all, and it was a bit awkward to sit there.

Chu Liu noticed this, stopped Lingji, and then cupped his hands to Patriarch Liu and said, "Patriarch Liu will be troubled by the rebuilding of Puchen Temple. I hope it can be completed as soon as possible, so as not to delay my future schedule."

"Don't worry, my sixth grader, the Liu family will do everything they can."

……

Due to the participation of the Liu family, the repair progress of Puchen Temple was accelerated, and it was restored to its original state in less than a week.

In order to better manage Puchen Temple, Zhixian first took over the position of the abbot of Ci Nian under the witness of the Buddhist Association and the aristocratic family, and became the new abbot of Puchen Temple.Immediately afterwards, it was announced that an hour later, a cremation ceremony would be held for Abbot Ci Nian.

The news quickly spread throughout N City. Some people who were not able to participate in the new abbot's testimony due to their lack of rank all rushed to mourn the death of the abbot of Ci Nian. Of course, some of them wanted to watch the excitement.

But for this kind, anyone who harbored ulterior motives and wanted to take the opportunity to hunt for treasure was stopped by Ling Ji on the mountainside.

At this time, in the ice cellar under the clock tower.

The body of Abbot Ci Nian sat upright in the wooden hole, and the worm in his body did not show much activity in the frozen state, which also allowed the body of Abbot Ci Nian to maintain the kindness and kindness of his life, as if he was just asleep same.

Chu Liu stood beside Mu Tong, looking at the abbot quietly, as if he wanted to engrave the abbot's face in his mind, and remained silent.

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, there should be many people attending the ceremony outside. Go and receive it, and leave it to me." Zhixian walked in from outside the door, dressed in cassock and holding a load of clothes in both hands.

Chu Liu turned his head slightly when he heard the sound, and glanced at Zhixian, "Senior Sister, is it time?"

Zhixian shook his head: "Not yet, the outside is still being prepared, but it should be almost done after changing the clothes for the abbot." After speaking, he walked to the wooden barrel and put the prepared clothes on the stone platform.

Looking at the familiar clothes, Chu Liu's eyes began to turn red, and he said slightly choked up: "Senior sister, do you need my... help?"

"Xiao Liu, you know it." Zhixian lowered his head, looking very sad.

"Well, I know, it's okay." Chu Liu took a deep breath, wiped the corners of his eyes, and knelt upright in front of Abbot Ci Nian, "Abbot, Chu Liu has survived until now, thanks to your compassion back then , brought me up, thank you for your kindness."

Bang!

He knocked his head firmly on the ground.

"Grandma abbot, although the sixth day is not your nominal disciple, you taught me the way of life and kindness, allowing me to return from the road of being enchanted again and again. I want to thank you for your kindness in preaching."

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and red spots appeared on the ground, Zhixian couldn't bear to turn his head away.

"The third head is my guarantee to you. I guarantee that as long as I am alive, Puchen Temple will not be damaged, and no disciple's life will be threatened."

"And thank you for your fulfillment..."

When Chu Liu lowered his head, he said something slightly, followed by another muffled sound, and his head hit the ground.

"Senior Sister, please take care of Abbot Ci Nian." Chu Liu raised his knees and stood up, looking at Zhixian and said.

"Amitabha, go." Zhixian clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, then took out a handkerchief from his clothes, and pointed to Chu Liu's forehead.

Chu Liu raised his hand to touch it and found blood.

"It's okay, Senior Sister, I have paper here." Chu Liu said, slapping the tissue to his forehead.

Seeing Chu Liu's reluctance to leave, Zhixian sighed.

She knew that Chu Liu wanted to stay and see Abbot Ci Nian for the last time, but Puchen Temple stipulated that the burial ceremony of the former abbot could only be presided over by the new abbot himself, and no one else could handle it, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the deceased. Zhixian has no choice.

"Amitabha." A younger disciple walked in, "Abbot, Mayor Xu is here and said he wants to find Xiao Liu."

"Looking for me?" Chu Liu asked after wiping off the blood.

"Yes, Mayor Xu's father seems to have come in person."

When Zhixian heard this, he felt that Mayor Xu might have something to do, "Xiao Liu, go up, Old General Xu may have something important to look for you, so leave it to me here."

"Okay." Chu Liu took a final deep look at the abbot before turning and leaving.

Because of the appearance of the wishing lineage, and the catastrophe of the Puchen Temple, which has not been born for a long time, it can be said that all human and ghost cultivators who are a little curious have rushed to Luoyan Mountain, and even Shennongjia sent wild wolves The leader came to attend the ceremony.

Some monks with good eyesight found a wolf walking towards the top of the mountain. At first they wanted to reprimand them for being unruly, but after a closer look, they found that it was a demon cultivator disguised as an ordinary animal, and quickly gave way to the mountain.

Generally speaking, it is expected that the Three Realms will gather in Luoyan Mountain, and they will be able to keep themselves safe and avoid conflicts.After all, Renxiu's current boss is the Zuo family; ghostxiu not only has Ling Ji, but also Yin soldiers patrolling around; plan to save.

What's more, the prestige of the sixth day is still spreading outside, and everyone is very disciplined and observes the funeral according to the level of cultivation.

"Dad, you said that your health is getting worse and worse, so you still have to come here in person. I told you that I will definitely come to invite the sixth grader respectfully. Can't you listen to your own son?" Mayor Xu Rui helped him personally. Looking at old general Xu, I was afraid that old general Xu's foot would not be steady and something would happen if he fell.

"You didn't listen to the report from your subordinates. Because of the funeral of the abbot of Puchen Temple, monks from the Three Realms gathered here. Just based on your eyesight, I am afraid that you will offend others."

Old General Xu waved his hands, leaning on a cane with both hands, and walked up step by step.Xu Rui had nothing to do with the old man, so he had to wink at the guards and get closer to the old man, lest the old man fall and be too late to be a backer.

"Mr. Xu and Mayor Xu are here." On the sixth day of the lunar new year, he calmed down and came to welcome General Xu in person.

Hearing the sound, Xu Rui raised his head to look at Chu Liu, blinked his eyes several times, and asked a little uncertainly, "Are you a junior Chu Liu?"

Chu Liu nodded: "Yes, I'm Chu Liu, Mayor Xu should support Old General Xu first, and come sit here." Seeing that General Xu's legs and feet were trembling, it was obvious that his body was aging and he was too tired. Liu saw a wooden bench under the tree, and quickly moved it over.

Old General Xu also knew his physical condition, so he stopped trying to be brave.

"Little friend, it's been a long time. The changes are really great." General Xu looked at Chu Liu's gentle face and the long hair that had been changed before, and felt that time flies.

"Old General Xu hasn't changed much. He is still healthy and strong, and he will live for more than ten years." Chu Liu observed the expression of Old General Xu and said.

When Mayor Xu Rui heard that the old man could live for more than ten years, he was even more excited than General Xu. He bowed again and again to express his gratitude to Chu Liu.

"Mayor Xu doesn't need to be like this. This is due to the merits of the old man. It has nothing to do with me to prolong his life. I just don't know that General Xu came here this time. Apart from mourning for the abbot, there is something else what's the matter?"

Chu Liu's expression was a little cold, and his words were not too much pleasantries. General Xu, who has been in the officialdom for so many years, naturally could tell at a glance that Chu Liu was not in the mood to talk at this time, so he didn't plan to talk anymore. Nonsense.

"Since the little friend said so, I won't go around with the old man." Old General Xu stood up leaning on his crutches, and even bowed to Chu Liu.

"You don't have to be like this, the old general. If you have something to say, just tell me. I will help if I can." Chu Liu hurriedly turned away and helped the old general onto the chair.

The incident at the police station was thanks to Mayor Xu who sent someone to help, otherwise she would not have been able to take Haozi and the others out of the police station so easily, and would not have rushed back to Puchen Temple as soon as possible.So no matter what, Mr. Xu's favor should be remembered.

Old General Xu could naturally tell that those were Chu Liu's sincere words, but for some reason, Old General Xu was hesitant to speak.

"Little friend on the sixth day of the junior high school, since my father is inconvenient to talk about it, let me say it." Seeing his father's appearance, Xu Rui had no choice but to say: "In an undeveloped mountain in N City, there is a treasure land of geomantic omen, which is suitable for Burial."

The author has something to say: It’s a bit late today, I’ve been waiting for a long time~