Moreover, the Crock Temple has been abandoned for hundreds of years.
It is feared that only lonely ghosts come to stay there.
It has always been full of weird things.
Zhang Xiaobian'er clearly heard the crow of roosters and saw that the sky was already bright outside the temple.
He thought that the third master had escaped the disaster in his life.
He missed his brothers in the camp and was eager to leave the Crock Temple.
He wanted to do it all at once.
After moving two steps, he unexpectedly came out of the back hall.
When he looked up, he felt that something was wrong.
He estimated that it was just after the third watch and not yet the fourth watch.
He panicked and turned around to escape.
Unexpectedly, there was a figure standing in the darkness behind them.
It was in the dark, and Zhang Xiaobian'er and Yan Ling'er couldn't see anything else.
They were very close, and saw that the other person's face was hairy and not human-like, with two eyes.
A strange cold light flashed through the room, and no matter how courageous the two of them were, they couldn't help but be frightened out of their wits and their calves would twist.
Zhang Xiaobian was inexplicably frightened, and suddenly he saw a wave of light in front of him, hesitating and hesitating.
He took a closer look and saw that there was an old fox standing in front of the palace gate like a human being.
The fox had a sneaky expression and a white spot on its forehead.
It looked somewhat familiar.
It was the three-eyed fox that he had met in the Burial Ridge.
The three-eyed fox had pearls and jade in its mouth, and killed a big rooster with a golden crown and purple feathers in front of it.
It was winking at Zhang Xiaopian'er.
Only then did Zhang Xiaobian realize that it was this old fox who tricked the copper cat into losing its luster, stole a big rooster from somewhere, and actually made a rooster crow in the middle of the night. play.
Although Zhang Xiaobian'er didn't know what the old fox was up to, he had ruined all his important affairs.
He hit the door with fire, took out the foreign gun from his arms, and wanted to kill the three-eyed fox on the spot.
But at this moment, he heard a loud sound like the earth was shattering above his head, the sound was like cracking silk, and it shook everyone's ears.
Ming.
Zhang Xiaopian'er, Yan Ling'er, as well as the three-eyed old fox and the long-faced arhat cat were all stunned by the sudden change.
They looked up together: In the dark sky covered with clouds, I don't know when A bloody gap opened , with the continuous thunder, I saw a big star in the southeast, bright as the bright moon, mixed with faint blue flames, falling from the sky, and falling into the back hall of the Crock Temple with a loud bang. , smashing the palace with cornices and brackets into pieces.
Zhang Xiaobian'er and Yan Ling'er stood in front of the hall.
When they saw the vision of falling from the sky, their faces turned earth-colored.
There was no more thoughts in their minds.
They felt a strange wind blowing, and it was extremely hot and intense.
They couldn't help themselves.
The ground was shaken by the heat, and I couldn't get up for a long time.
The phenomenon of stars falling from the sky has always been regarded as a bad omen in ancient times.
The three-eyed old fox and the arhat cat seemed to recognize it very well.
They both scurried away with their heads in hand, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
A raging fire immediately ignited where the sky fell, and the sky and the earth were reflected in red.
Although the ground was filled with water and formed channels, it still could not stop the fire from spreading, and even the beams, pillars and wooden pavilions of the thousand-year-old earthen jar temple were attracted.
At first it was just like a firefly, then like a light, it burned bigger and bigger, turned into thousands of pots of shark oil flames, turned into thousands of furnaces burning heavenly fire, it was like the God of Five Powers overthrowing the fire gourd, and Song Wuji overturned the red mule.
The fire was burning like a candle and the smoke was flying fiercely, just like "Zhou Lang Chibi gave a clever plan, and King Xiang set fire to Afang."
Zhang Xiaobian'er's helmet was crooked and water and mud rolled all over his body.
Thanks to Yan Ling'er, he dragged him and escaped outside the temple.
Turning back to look at the blazing flames soaring into the sky, both of them were filled with fear.
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If they had not left the back hall just now, they would have been crushed to pieces by the sky.
Both of them felt frightened.
It is said that before disasters such as the collapse of the sky and the earth, there are often many strange signs.
Creatures such as cats, rats, snakes and ants are far more sensitive than the world's people.
No wonder everything in the ancient temple in Qingluo Town is abnormal.
The clams and mice were scrambling for their lives, and it turned out that a big star had fallen here.
Zhang Xiaobian'er thought that he could live to this day because the old fox had lived for a long time and had good telepathy.
He deliberately lured the Third Master out of the Crock Temple to repay the previous capture and killing of the Mastiff in the Desolate Burial Ridge and Huang Tiandangli.
The kindness that repays pearls on water.
It seems that even animals know that kindness must be repaid, which is a hundred times better than those ungrateful people in the world.
But Zhang Xiaobian'er was still puzzled.
If the Earthen Pot Temple was so dangerous, why did the old ghost in the forest arrange it for the third master and talk about some clever strategies to save his life?
As the saying goes, "There are thorns hidden under the branches and leaves, so how can one's heart not be poisonous?"
So what exactly was the old ghost in the forest thinking?
He was confused for a while and couldn't think of any clues.
When he was in a trance, Yanpai Li Si has led a large team to the town bravely.
It turned out that Yanying fought fiercely for a day and night, and finally defeated the besieging Cantonese invaders.
When they were resting on the mountain, they saw a large meteor falling, and there was a sound when it fell to the ground.
Tens of thousands of people in Yanying and the Taiping army were horrified to see it. .
Yan Pai Li Si was afraid that Zhang Xiaobian'er and Yan Ling'er would be killed by the falling sky, so he hurried down the ridge and felt relieved when he saw that both of them were safe and sound.
He told everyone that they could not stay here for long.
There were too many Cantonese invaders this time.
Once the siege was formed on Qingluoling, if there was no large group of officers and soldiers outside to support us, we would not be able to escape if we wanted to.
When the storm stopped, there were more The phenomenon of falling from the sky caused the Guangdong invaders to panic and they had to quickly gather their troops and rush out of the mountain.
Zhang Xiaopian'er was almost scared out of his wits by the sky pendant.
He just said that he bumped into Jiang Ziya's wife Broom Star Jun.
He didn't know what troubles were coming next.
A good man would not suffer the immediate loss and did not dare to stay here any longer.
He hurriedly said, "That's right."
It should be so."
Immediately, he led his troops to set up camp and killed the generals from the mountain pass at the foot of the ridge.
They broke a bloody road, abandoned their helmets and armor, stopped their flags and drums, and hurriedly returned to Lingzhou City without saying a word.
It’s just that the stars have changed many times, and the years have changed frequently.
Since the sky fell from the Crock Temple in Qingluo Town, the local people rebuilt their homes.
Thinking that the star fell was ominous, they gathered in front of the ruins of the burned ancient temple and started digging for star stones, planning to move them to Buried in a cave elsewhere.
Everyone found that the meteorite penetrated the ground for several feet and actually smashed a big hole in the ground of the palace.
When they cleared away the collapsed bricks and tiles, they saw a black stone in the hole.
The surface was bumpy and bumpy, and there was a slight heat that remained for a long time. , half like iron, half like copper, it is hard to tell what kind of material it is, but it weighs no less than a few hundred kilograms.
If it is chopped and ground with a shovel and ax, it will be flaming.
It is as hard as pig iron and cannot be broken down at all.
The officials came forward, recruited strong men from the army and civilians, and used oxen and horses to lead them.
They used various methods and spent a lot of effort to drag the meteorite out of the pit.
Looking again at the pit, there was a charred and smelly corpse.
The incomplete bones looked like cat bones.
They were probably those of a civet cat, but they were unusually large.
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They were not like ordinary cats.
They had been burnt by meteorites until they were unrecognizable.
If it hadn't been hidden in the deepest part of the ground, there wouldn't even be any charred remains left.
The ignorant people at that time thought that falling from the sky was just like a thunder strike, which would never happen without any reason, let alone kill the creatures in the world without any reason.
This must be some kind of evil spirit hiding in the Earthen Pot Temple, which this person did not know to create during his lifetime.
Too many evil deeds have been punished by ghosts and gods, and stars have fallen to hit them.
It seems that there is a god three feet above the head.
This earthen jar temple has been abandoned for many years, but it can still show such supernatural power.
It is true that Buddha and heaven are very close, retribution is never unfulfilled, and deception cannot be done.
So there were those wealthy families who wanted to get ahead.
They sincerely spent a lot of money to buy bricks, stones and wood, and hired skilled craftsmen to rebuild temples on the ruins and then sculpt the golden bodies.
Because a demon fell from the sky, the old name of Crock Temple was changed to Monster Temple, and a side hall was built to worship the meteorite separately.
After thousands of years of incense, the temple gradually became prosperous.
Whenever there is a temple fair or the birth of Bodhisattva, devotees from hundreds of miles around will come one after another in an endless stream.
These rumors spread widely, and Zhang Xiaobian had heard about it many times in Lingzhou City, but he still didn't know the reason.
He comforted himself that he shouldn't fall into his ambition just because he lost power for a while, and he stayed around for a while, until he saw it later.
No other abnormality appeared, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
This was "just because he felt safe on the shore and forgot about the time he fell into the water."
Not long after Yanying retreated from Qingluoling, another flying message arrived.
Zhang Xiaopian'er quickly accepted the order.
At first, he thought he was going to mobilize troops to continue to suppress the Cantonese invaders.
However, this time the matter was not trivial.
It turned out that the British and French allied forces were approaching.
In Beijing, the imperial court urgently mobilized elite soldiers from all over the country to Beijing to serve the king.
The governor personally ordered the brave and capable Lingzhou Yanying to go north.
Yanying did not dare to neglect, and immediately reorganized his troops and set off.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave the city, news came again that the imperial court had negotiated peace with the foreigners, and all the troops continued to suppress the Cantonese aggressors on the spot, and there was no need to go to Beijing to escort them.
Zhang Xiaobian'er was relieved after hearing the news, and discussed the past and present with his brothers in the camp.
Finally, he talked about what the British and French allied forces could do.
They only had a few thousand troops, but they could actually reach Beijing.
What if we went to Yanying?
, and even chopped off the head of the Yi chief with a knife and came back to drink wine.
Suddenly a subordinate came to report: "A storyteller is here to ask to see the camp officer."
When Zhang Xiaobian heard this, he immediately remembered the time before the bloody battle with Huang Tiandang, when he took everyone to the city to listen to a book.
At that time, Sun Mazi had not yet died, and it was so fun for the brothers to gather together.
Since old memories were brought up, a sigh was inevitable.
He knew in his heart that the storyteller was a very knowledgeable person and should be treated with courtesy.
He ordered his subordinates to invite this person in and greeted him as soon as they met: "Sir, you are here just in time. , I can’t bear to have such a sad free day, please tell us some anecdotes from past and present times.”
The gentleman first bowed to everyone and said with a smile: "Mr.
Zhang, I don't know what kind of speech I would like to teach you."
Zhang Xiaowei'er said: "There are only those kinds of speeches in public cases and history books, and I have long been tired of listening to them.
Sir, why don't you tell us about our story in Yanying today?"
He was so whimsical that he actually planned to teach the storyteller to make up a random paragraph.
Emperor Shan said that when he was in the Forbidden City, he learned that Yanying in Lingzhou had the means to quell the rebellion and was victorious in every battle, so he set up a royal banquet in the Jinluan Hall and sent a message to the entire Zhongyong Yanying team to come to the capital for review before the emperor.
By that time, the streets in the capital were empty, and everyone, regardless of age or sex, was rushing to see it.
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I saw Yanzi camp's bright helmets.
After going around nine gates, they passed in front of the martial arts building.
The short swordsmen, spearmen, crossbowmen, and rattan players were all lined up in rows and rows.
The clouds are like rain, the army is solemn, and the formation is majestic.
When all the sentry officers heard this, they laughed loudly and cheered in unison, making the noise like thunder.
The storyteller broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and thought to himself, "This boy really dares to boast, and he is not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue.
It's better to say the business is more important first."
Then he told Zhang Xiaobian'er: "Come here, there is something happening.
I have to tell Third Master about this strange thing, but it is of great importance and cannot be made public.
I just want to let you know and I know."
Zhang Xiaobian'er had known that this storyteller would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason.
He immediately stepped back and thought, "The walls have ears, so why is there no one outside the window?"
, so he lowered his voice and asked, "I have seen that Mr.
An extraordinary man with far-sightedness and sagacity.
He came here specially today, but he doesn’t know what he has learned.”
The storyteller also whispered: "Mr.
Zhang, we Ming people don't tell secrets.
Have you ever recognized the old ghost in the forest in the golden coffin tomb?"
Zhang Xiaobian'er was secretly shocked.
He had always been very tight-lipped.
Apart from Sun Mazi, who had already died in front of the battle, he had not revealed anything about this matter to anyone.
He did not expect that the storyteller would know about it.
Since he was taught to reveal the "undersea eye", he must be in the game, not to mention that there are many unanswered questions, so he had to open the skylight and speak openly.
He no longer concealed anything, nodded and acknowledged, and asked the husband how he knew it.
The storyteller said: "It's a long story.
The mountains are green and the water flows naturally.
If you want to know the reason, let me tell you from the beginning.
In the barren mountains outside Lingzhou City, there is a place buried with incense.
The ancient tomb of the bones is commonly known as the golden coffin tomb.
This tomb is not trivial.
If you talk about it, it is really: the words are like the mist and coldness of the ages, and the words are like the dark wind that penetrates the sky."
If you want to know what happened next, let’s leave the Golden Coffin Mausoleum Beast for another chapter
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