The hats and robes could not withstand the torrential rain, and one thunderbolt after another frightened the horses and neighed in terror.
Hoover hurriedly turned over and dismounted, yelling: "Everyone get off the horse and walk, cover the eyes of the horses with a cloth, and plug their ears so that the horses will not be frightened" He has dealt with horses for half his life, and he knows the temperament of horses very well.
Everyone dismounted one after another, and before they all came down, another thunder exploded above their heads, so frightened that everyone subconsciously shrank back, Liang Dazhuang dismounted like a thief, and the mount was frightened to the extreme by this thunder, his head was lowered down, his buttocks pouted, and his hind hooves were raised high, and Liang Dazhuang was thrown out of his back.
Liang Dazhuang fell on the mountain road and screamed in pain, the mount turned around and ran, although Hoover stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the horse, but unfortunately failed to pull the horse to the horse and galloped, the horse instantly dragged Hoover down, dragging him to the rear, Hoover had to let go of the reins, his body still slid out along the muddy road because of inertia, and almost crashed into the mountain rock in front of him.
Hoover looked in horror at the rocks less than a foot away from him, gasping for breath, and Li Jinhao rushed up to lift him up from the ground, and the frightened horse had already fled without a trace.
Shao Yijiao went to help Liang Dazhuang up, but fortunately, the guy just fell into a pile of mud and was not seriously injured.
The group continued to move forward, looking for a place to stay in the pouring rain, Murong Feiyan led the black horse to walk at the front of the team, she blocked the front of her pocket with her hand, and vaguely saw the hazy outline of the building in front of her through the layers of rain curtains, although it was not far away, but because of the heavy rain, it was not clear to see, but from the vague outline, it could be judged that the outline of the building should not be small.
When they approached, they found that the black pressing building was a dilapidated temple, the temple was built by the mountain, there was a horizontal plaque hanging above the mountain gate, and there were three big characters on the book Lanruo Temple, because the years were long, after the wind and rain, the gilt lacquer of the font was mottled, the courtyard wall of the temple was also very old, the wall was overgrown with wild grass, and it seemed that no one had repaired and maintained it for a long time.
The temple door was closed, the red vermilion paint also peeled off in many places, a few people walked to the mountain gate, just as a lightning bolt crossed, the three words of Lanruo Temple were reflected very clearly, Hu Xiaotian saw the plaque above, and couldn't help but gasp, I said, it won't be so coincidental, there is really a Lanruo Temple here, is it possible that there are Nie Xiaoqian and the old demon of Montenegro Shao Yijiao had already rushed over and knocked on the door, yelling, "Is there anyone?"
Hu Xiaotian was uneasy in his heart, and his mind was talking about things over and over again.
The lightning thunderbolts came one after another, and this thing whispered: "Or let's continue to hurry" He was still very afraid of the three words of Lanruo Temple.
Murong Feiyan glanced at him puzzled and said, "There is no way to rush with such a heavy rain, let's stay here to avoid the rain, and wait for the rain to stop." ” Shao Yijiao knocked on the temple door for a long time and did not respond, then turned around and said, "Maybe there is no one inside" Hu Xiaotian secretly thought in his heart, since it was Lanruo Temple, there was no one in this temple, and all the monks were eaten by Nie Xiaoqian.
Murong Fei said: "I'll go in and have a look" When she was about to enter over the wall, she heard a rough voice from inside: "What person" Shao Yijiao replied loudly: "The merchant passing by can't move forward in the heavy rain, so he asks to stay overnight." ” It didn't take long to hear the sound of shuffling footsteps, which were uneven, mixed with the sound of tuk-tuk and tuk-tuk.
There was a dim light shining through the mountain gate, and then the sound of the latch being pulled open, the door opened a crack from the inside, and a bare head peeked out of it, but it was a monk in his forties.
Shao Yijiao clasped his hands into fists and said respectfully: "This master, we are merchants going to Xichuan, passing through here, encountering heavy rain, people are sleepy and tired, unable to move forward, and I hope that the master is merciful and can provide us with a piece of tile."
Shao Yijiao can also be regarded as a person who has run through the rivers and lakes, and he is very polite in his words.
The monk looked at the six people outside with a pair of eyes, and grinned: "My Buddha is compassionate, since the donors are in trouble, don't think the temple is shabby, just come in."
The mountain gate slowly opened, but the monk was a lame man, with a cane under his right rib, no wonder he had just heard the sound of a wooden stick tapping to the ground, and there was a young monk who came with him, both of whom looked quite kind and smiling.
Shao Yijiao thanked the monk, led the horse into Lanruo Temple, behind him Hoover and others entered in turn, Hu Xiaotian fell last, this guy still looked at the plaque of the mountain gate, although Lanruo Temple also understood that this Lanruo Temple was not Bilanruo Temple, but he always felt a little hairy in his heart.
Murong Feiyan saw him standing at the door and couldn't help but say, "Hey, what are you doing in a daze, do you really want to spend the night in the wilderness?"
Hu Xiaotian came back to his senses at this time, thinking that with Murong Feiyan, she was strong in martial arts, even if she encountered any trouble, she would definitely be able to deal with it, be careful, so he smiled and followed Murong Feiyan into the temple together.
The scale of Lanruo Temple is not small, but it is a pity that the temple has been in disrepair for many years, dilapidated, on the way I asked the lame monk, including himself, there are four monks in this temple.
The place provided for them to stay temporarily was a side hall in the backyard, and the lame monk was quite friendly, and said with a smile: "Lanruo Temple is located in a remote area, and the incense is not prosperous, so we are also miserable to maintain, the conditions in this temple are very simple, and we can only grieve the donors." ” Shao Yijiao said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, we are already grateful to have a place to hide from the wind and rain, the master is not polite, dare to ask the master's number." ” The lame monk laughed and said, "Let me understand that," and after saying that, he took his leave to the crowd and walked away with the young monk on crutches.
Hoover tied the horses under the cloister outside, and several family members brought in the luggage they were carrying, because the rain was too heavy, most of their bedding was wet, and most of the dry food they carried had been soaked in water, Murong Feiyan saw this very lightly, it was a big deal to be hungry, she didn't have the slightest coquettishness on her body, and she could endure any kind of difficult conditions.
Hoover was busy checking the chili noodles he carried, he had never been spicy or happy, this time he went to Xichuan, brought a lot of chili powder, and found that the chili powder was so good that it was not damp and he was very happy.
The rain was still pouring outside, but it showed no signs of abating, and it seemed to be more intense than it had been before.
The clothes on their bodies were already soaked, and there was no gate in this side hall, and the cold wind mixed with rain and fog kept blowing into the room from the outside, Liang Dazhuang was so cold that he sneezed a few times one after another, he got up and said: "No, I have to find some chopping wood, build a fire, and it's good to keep warm." ” As soon as the words ended, two monks came over with braziers, but the monks in this temple thought that they were soaked with rain, so they sent the braziers to bake their clothes.
By the way, I also brought a pot of rice porridge and a basket of steamed buns.
In addition to thanking him, several family members all praised the monks and bodhisattvas of this Lanruo Temple, if they didn't come here by chance, they didn't know how to survive this miserable storm.
Several people sat around the brazier baking clothes, and Liang Dazhuang couldn't wait to grab the steamed buns and eat them.
Only Hu Xiaotian seemed restless, slipping around in the side hall, the lightning made the side hall flicker, and through the electric light, he could see that there were eighteen Arhat statues in the side hall, most of them were incomplete, full of cobwebs and dust, no matter how you look at it, there is a strange atmosphere.
Liang Dazhuang said: "Young master, don't you eat some" Hu Xiaotian shook his head, he turned around, Murong Feiyan had already tried it with a silver needle, and she said to Hu Xiaotian: "Don't worry, the food is fine." ” Hu Xiaotian said: "I just feel depressed in my heart, I want to go outside for a walk" He went out of the side hall, looking at the dense rain outside, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this rain doesn't know when it will fall, if it doesn't clear tomorrow, I'm afraid that I will have to continue to stay in this Lanruo Temple.
It may be that the impression left on him by Liao Zhai Zhiyi is too deep, since he entered Lanruo Temple, he feels uncomfortable, there are too many coincidences in this world, Hu Xiaotian's stomach growled at this time, he was indeed hungry, he turned around and was about to go back to eat, but the scene he saw surprised him.
The five companions who were still eating around the brazier just now all fainted on the ground at this moment, even Murong Feiyan.
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