Skilled in managing a house

After Jingyu, Jingshuang and Jingchan agreed, they quickly ran to the sixth floor.

Compared with the red brick wall downstairs, here it is a real steel plate. On top of the steel plate, it is just a symbolic decoration.

In the middle is a large iron door with a lock the size of a No. 2 bowl. The three of them came to the door. Jingyu took out a key from his arms and slowly put it into the keyhole.

With a click, the door lock opened. He took it off, and Jingshuang and Jingchan pushed the big iron door together.

It is not difficult to see that this big iron door is really heavy, and it took the two old monks a long time to push it open.

This is also a large cubicle. There are two oil lamps on the right side. It is dim and you can barely see what's inside.

On the left side of the compartment, there is a pile of dry grass, and an old man is sitting on the grass. The old man was naked from the waist up and was already skin and bones. He had white hair on his head and a messy white beard under his chin. There were no eyeballs in his eye sockets at all, they were empty. His hands and feet were tied with iron chains, which were as thick as two fingers.

It is not difficult to see that the old man has been imprisoned for a long time, and I'm afraid he can't even tell how old he is.

"Master, uncle." Jingyu stuttered a little when he saw the old man.

"Uncle." "Uncle." Jingshuang and Jingchan whispered quickly.

"Hehehehe." The chained old man suddenly laughed and said coldly: "No one has called me that for many years, Jingyu, Jingshuang, Jingzen. You three are acting weird today."

"Haha." Jingyu laughed dryly and said bravely: "Well, the main reason is that Leiming Temple has encountered some troubles and we want to ask you, uncle, to take action."

When he said this, he seemed very embarrassed, but the speed of his speech immediately increased, "This is also for the sake of the overall situation of Leiming Temple. If you don't take action, Master, I'm afraid that the millennium foundation of Leiming Temple will be destroyed tonight." Once it’s over”

"Isn't your master very powerful? By the way, he should have died in front of me. Are your senior brothers surprised?" the old man asked calmly.

"Senior Brother Jingjue passed away long ago. The abbot of Leiming Temple is now Brother Jingjue's disciple Fajiang. But a few days ago, Fajiang was beaten to death by a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest came to Leiming Temple tonight and was about to die. Let's kill the Thunder Tower. Once the Thunder Tower is destroyed, the Thunder Temple will be destroyed." Jing Yu said eagerly, with tears actually squeezing out of his eyes, and his voice became choked later.

"Where's Jing Lei? Using his cassocks to defeat demons, wouldn't all the Taoist priests be accepted?" the old man said calmly again.

"That Taoist priest is very cunning, and he has a large number of people. Senior Brother Jinglei, Senior Brother Jingfeng, and Senior Brother Jingyun were all plotted against him." This time, it was Jingchan who choked with sobs.

This guy can really tell lies with his eyes open. I don’t know where he saw that Zhang Yu was more powerful than others.

"So, you are about to be killed, so the three of you have no choice but to think of me and want me to send away the powerful enemy for you." The old man said in a disdainful tone.

"Uncle, I know it was my master's fault back then, but master was also affectionate and righteous to you. Otherwise, how could you live to this day? Master also told me before his death that he must not treat you badly, otherwise If you do, as long as we run out of food and water, you won't be able to survive today. Even if you look down on my master and don't think about us, you still have to think about the millennium foundation of Leiming Temple," Jingyu cried.

Jingshuang on the side also choked up and said at this moment: "Uncle, the past is like smoke, let it go in the past. As long as you fight off the powerful enemy, our brothers are willing to make you the abbot of Leiming Temple. And you will change your past and never dare to do anything wrong again." "

"Uncle! Please put the overall situation first." Jingchan also said quickly.

"Ha" the old man smiled bitterly and said with emotion: "I can also imagine that if there hadn't been a major change in Leiming Temple, if it hadn't happened to be a catastrophe, you wouldn't have come to see me. You must know that I am not helping you for any reason. The position of abbot is not to save you, but for the thousand-year foundation of Leiming Temple."

Hearing this, the three monks were overjoyed.

Jingyu said quickly: "Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle." "Thank you, uncle." Jingshuang and Jingchan also thanked them repeatedly.

Afterwards, Jingyu took out a bunch of keys from his arms, handed them to his two junior brothers respectively, and said, "Hurry up and unlock the door for your junior uncle!"

The three of them worked together and quickly opened the old man's handcuffs and anklets.

Jingyu then showed his courtesy, "Uncle, I helped you because you were wronged."

Although these words are unconscionable, there is nothing we can do about the current situation. If this uncle hadn't taken action, they would all have died when Zhang Yu came up.

Jingshuang also stepped forward to help and helped the old man up together.

The old man was skinny, his trousers were in tatters, and his arms were no different than reed sticks.

Jingchan said in a flattering manner: "Uncle, would you like to prepare something?"

"You probably don't have a chance to bring my magic weapon over." The old man said calmly.

"Haha." Jingyu and the other three were embarrassed for a while, but they just laughed dryly.

"Forget it." The old man said calmly: "Just make do with yours."

"Okay, okay." "Uncle, you can use mine. My cassock was burned by that man. I still have Buddhist beads and so on." "I also have wooden fish here."

The three monks quickly took off their magic weapons, but at this stall, the old man suddenly shouted: "The golden throne in front of the Buddha, Arhat returns to his seat! Drink!"

This voice only caused severe pain in the eardrums of the three monks. Their bodies trembled and they were unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the old man shouted again: "The Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

After the voice settled down, a golden light appeared on the old man's body, and there seemed to be a Buddha statue in the golden light.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The bodies of the three monks were immediately shaken by the golden light, fell far away, and hit the steel plate heavily.

Their bodies immediately slipped and collapsed to the ground. Looking at the appearance of the three of them, blood was dripping from their eyes, nostrils, ears and mouths. The seven orifices are bleeding, and he is no longer alive.

The old man smiled faintly and murmured to himself coldly, "I was deceived by your master once back then, and I don't know how long I have been locked up here. Even a Bodhisattva's heart should be filled with the fury of thunder. I just told you However, I am not helping you, but helping Leiming Temple. As for you guys who indulge in women, wine and meat, and six impure wastes, it’s better if you all die so as not to pollute this Buddhist holy land anymore.”

After saying this, the old man walked to Jingchan's body and picked up his cassock. Although the old man was blind, the old man seemed to know everything about Jingchan, Jingyu, and Jingshuang. He put on Jingchan's monk's robes and cassocks, and all the three people's magical instruments were put away before walking outside.

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