"You, you, you, you, you——it's all wasted! What a pity!" The old monk couldn't say a word for a long time, looked at the rice grains on the ground, and finally wailed with regret.

Tan Zhao: ... Blame me?

"Isn't it? By the way, it's not right, you..." The old monk came up and sniffed, with a suspicious expression on his face, "You haven't been to Lanruo Temple, how do you know!" Could it be that the man of destiny is really so mysterious?

Tan Zhaozi didn't hide it, he originally planned to visit Lanruo Temple today, so he went to Yan Chixia to ask for a topographic map, but Yan Chixia sent him a divination, saying that if he went to the Buddhist temple in the city today, he must have something Harvested, I just don’t know if this old monk has harvested: "I have a friend who went to Lanruo Temple to check and got some bad things."

The old monk took a bite of his meal and clicked his tongue: "It's hopeless, let's prepare for the funeral."

"...Farewell!" Tan Zhao stood up and left, taking the food box by the way.

When the old monk saw it, he screamed immediately: "It's saved! It's saved. He has you as a friend, so he shouldn't die!"

"Why shouldn't one die?" Tan Zhao turned around.

"Put it down first, put it down, it's for you to honor the old monk, how can you take it away!" The old monk stepped forward to snatch the food box, and then sat down cross-legged again, "The old monk asked you, what is this unclean thing? ?”

"Resentment, born resentment."

The old monk patted his leg: "That's right, then you know, how could this natural thing appear in a small Lanruo Temple?"

... If he knew, what was he doing here?

"I know that you, a young offspring, don't know it. Knowing it but not knowing why it is the most terrifying." The old monk spoke with a tone, "More than 300 years ago, there was a plague in Jinhua City. At that time, the entire city The city is isolated from the outside world, food, water, sickness, birth, old age, sickness and death, even the underworld can't hold ghosts, but these are not the most terrifying, guess what is the most terrifying?"

Tan Zhao didn't speak, but the smile on his face had faded.

"It's people's hearts."

"You want to say that this resentment comes from people's hearts?" Tan Zhao guessed, but denied it himself, "No, this is not enough. Plague, earth dragons turning upside down, and military affairs can destroy homes. Alone here..."

The old monk had already finished his meal. He wiped his mouth with admiration in his eyes: "That's right, you guessed it right. Lanruo Temple was not a Buddhist temple in the first place."

"what is that?"

The eyes of the old monk became ethereal: "It's an altar, an altar dedicated to the human heart."

Tan Zhao had an ominous premonition.

"It's human nature to seek survival, especially for those who are alone and helpless. Do you know the name of the barren mountain where Lanruo Temple is located?"

Of course Tan Zhao didn't know.

"It's Montenegro. At the foot of Montenegro, there are countless dead bones buried. Lanruo Temple is the temple built by my ancestors to suppress the undead here." The old monk didn't speak emotionally, even a little flatly, but it was obvious that he was in the mood It's not plain, "Those undead, some died of the plague, but more, they didn't."

"Is it a sacrifice?"

"That's right, it's the sacrifice. When these things happened, the people in the government had already evacuated. Those who knew would not say anything. Those who didn't know thought they all died of the plague. In the past, the world would disappear, but the underworld would be ruled by evil spirits." .”

The following narration is more biased towards the mentorship of the old monk Wufan’s family. The former owner of Lanruo Temple was indeed a Buddhist practitioner, but Buddhist practitioners have always had their own personalities. The life of an ascetic monk has passed three generations without complaint or regret. When it comes to the generation of the old monk, the inheritance is... broken.

"I was adopted by my master. I have only learned Buddhism for a few days. After my master sent me away, Lanruo Temple..." Everything is cause and effect.

When Wu Fan was naughty when he was a child, he accidentally touched the formation of the altar, and the resentment in the altar ran out, and was captured by an evil locust tree demon. .

If Wu Fan hadn't been sent down the mountain by the old monk, he would have entered reincarnation long ago.

"So, where's your ultimatum?" Tan Zhao asked suddenly.

Wu Fan: ...the current little Taoist priest is too good!not good.

So he said to himself: "I have been looking for the man of destiny that Master said all these years, and now I have finally found it, even if..."

Tan Zhaoyi raised his head: "No, no, wait, so what is the solution to that resentment?"

The old monk, the old monk was so angry that he turned his back, and then... accidentally snagged half of his sleeve, exposing half of his arm.

Tan Zhao: "..."

Pretentious but not pretending, the old monk directly stood up with his sleeves covered, with a stern look on his face: "You are a man of destiny, of course it is your idea! I will tell you the cause and effect. My master said that the seal can only last for 300 years. , if there is no reinforcement, all the common people in the world will be ruined!"

"...300 years? Since when?" He had never seen so much time in his life!

"Of course it starts from the initial time!"

"..." Goodbye, farewell, he is ready to play in the next world.

"Hey, don't leave. In three days, the time limit will be up. I believe in you, fellow Taoist, you are talented, hardworking, skilled in both civil and martial arts, first-rate in Taoism, and good at singing and dancing..."

System: Host, I think you've wasted your time. This monk must be a fool. The one who praised you for not breathing is definitely a fake monk.

"..." God damn can sing and dance!

After getting rid of the inexplicable old monk Wufan, Tan Zhao returned to the yard with a tired face, and when he opened the door, he saw Zhang Sheng eating loquat, very happy.

What to do with itchy hands?

"Oh, Daoist, you are back. This loquat is so sweet. Daoist is not ordinary. The loquat you buy is even sweeter than the one I bought! It's so tall!"

"..." Tan Zhao snatched the loquat from the opponent's hand, very ruthlessly, "I bought this to brew loquat wine, since you have eaten my loquat, you must help."

Zhang Sheng: "...Actually, I also ate the pears, dates, peanuts, and some shortbread you bought."

"..." Are you a pig?

Tan Zhao was a little confused, so he ordered Zhang Sheng to work in a very "painful" way. Now that he has spiritual power, ordinary wine can no longer satisfy him. I heard that someone can brew spiritual wine, but I don't know how it is made.

"Spiritual wine, I brew it for Daoist Yan's monkeys. It is said that the fruit of the wine is a spiritual fruit, which only bears fruit once in a hundred years. This kind of ordinary fruit should not be brewed, right?"

Tan Zhao angrily threw a loquat in the past: "You are the only one who can talk!"

"Hey! Sweet!" Intuit is thick-faced, after eating two or three bites, Zhang Sheng spread out on the corridor, "Daoist, are you not in a good mood? When you go out today, did something happen to you? Don't just go Solo..."

So Tan Zhao threw another loquat in the past, but didn't say anything about Lanruo Temple.

Yan Chixia is good at divination. Before he came to Jinhua, he could not have considered the danger of this trip, but he brought Zhang Sheng, who was powerless, was it Zhang Sheng... Tan Zhao looked at Zhang Sheng tenderly. Little boy, trying to dig out some useful things from his crude physiognomy skills.

But obviously, he failed.

Zhang Sheng touched his face, and silently moved back a little: "No, is there wine koji or stains on my face?"

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, do you plan to be a dandy for the rest of your life?" Tan Zhao kindly handed over another loquat. Anyway, he bought a lot, so he is not afraid of man-made disasters.

Zhang Sheng naturally didn't dare not answer, but he was honest: "That's natural. I have fallen into a nest of blessings all my life. My father is rich and willing to support me. As for my elder brother, he is shrewd and capable with a cold face and a warm heart. My sister-in-law is also kind, so even if I don’t do anything, I will never have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of my life, so why should I be motivated!”

"..." You made a lot of sense, and he didn't have any reason to refute, "But your father and elder brother seem to want you to take the imperial examination?"

Mentioning this, Zhang Sheng complained full of complaints: "Hey, Daoist, don't talk about it, you all blame your fellow Taoists, oh no, those liars, I was sick when I was young, my father thought it was because of evil, so he hired a Taoist priest, then The Taoist priest didn’t get any better even after three days and three nights of ceremonies. The Taoist priest told my father that I was born to study. As long as I study hard, I will be able to stand out and be healthy. Smoke!"

"!" Can't see it at all.

"My father, as you know, he flew up in the sky with three beautiful words. After that, he forced me to study and worked hard. I finally passed the primary school exam, so I was a little breathless. "Zhang Sheng's face is full of despair.

"..." Then your father is probably quite desperate, "But your father loves you so much, it doesn't seem like he insists on you getting ahead?"

Zhang Sheng rolled his eyes to agree: "That's true, but that Taoist priest is so bad, I still wonder if that person was bribed by Qin Sheng to punish me, saying that if I don't study, I will die young. me……"

"..." At that time, Qin Sheng was just a little boy.

"Hey, just thinking about it gives me a headache. Do you know that because of the fox ghost incident, my father and elder brother started to force me to study again! Tongsheng is already the highest title in our old Zhang family, and they still want to Mr. Xiucai! The expectations are too high, and Xiaosheng really can't do it."

"..." Running away from home with you was not to avoid confinement at all.

Tan Zhao's mood suddenly improved a lot. Sure enough, people's sense of happiness is all based on contrast.

"Oh, by the way, Taoist priest, did my father ask you to count my fate? Did that wild Taoist tell nonsense? If it's false, you have to go back with me and explain it to my father! Why didn't I think about it so long ago?" This is what happened!" Zhang Sheng slapped his thigh, and his stomach was full of regret.

"..." That's really sorry, no :).

Tan Zhaogang was about to speak, but there was a third voice behind him, and he could only hear humanely: "That Taoist priest, what he said is true, if you study, you will be named on the gold list in the future, he is a good official who pleads for the people."

Zhang Sheng: "!!!!!!"

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