The third watch has long passed, and only the sound of insects outside the inn has become more and more noisy.Yan Xinglie sat at the table, stunned as he looked at the blue flames of the wick.At this moment, he has already unloaded the heroic calmness of the day, revealing the haggard misery and a trace of ...... under the mask Extrication?
It's been three days.For three days, instead of seizing the time to continue eastward, he came to this small town near the north.On the way, the scholar had already left because of an emergency, and only the Taoist priest accompanied him silently.He knew that the Taoist priest must have seen something, but Li Changan didn't ask, and he didn't have the intention to mention it, the huge despair had already shattered something in his heart.For three days, every night, as he did now, he sat all night, and there was only one word in his head."
Jokes."
Isn't it?
This decade is not a joke!
Refining the sword, the sword does not succeed.Relying on the imperial court, the imperial court recruited peace.Even this useless brute was defeated by the disease.Presumably, the family members and robes under the Nine Shadows are laughing at his cowardice and incompetence."
Crackle."
The lights exploded and pulled his thoughts back.It's almost time.He got up, took a letter from his bosom, put it on the table, and put it in the sword box.Quietly pushed the door open.………………………… The waning moon hung high, and Yan Xinglie stood alone in the middle of the street with a lamp.The sound of insects on the long street came and went.Orr, "quack" with the sound of flapping wings, it is a passing crow; "Meow" is accompanied by a hee hee shuttle, which is a chasing cat and mouse.Mixed with sporadic human language and dog barking, it can also be called a "lively".I don't know how long it took.The only remaining "bustle" suddenly disappeared, and in the dim and hazy light, a light mist wrapped around his trouser legs.He raised his head, and a guard of honor appeared silently on the originally empty long street.In the middle, there are gorgeous Luanyu, long flags and banners, warriors who guard, knights who open the way, and excellent people who preach...... and the servants in white cloaks, covering their bodies and faces, holding a white candle lamp in their hands, and lining up in a long queue, all the way into the depths of the fog.Yan Xinglie was not surprised at all, he only fell down and kowtowed."
Pinglu Yan Xinglie, knock on Taishan Mansion Jun."…………………… This is the last way that Yan Xinglie can think of.Follow the story of Pingye Chenghuang, stop Chen Chen, and exchange one life for another.The reward that Yan Xinglie received from the judge last time was something like a certificate of honor, although it was not very useful, but it could also make it convenient for ghosts and gods.He has been traveling all the way in the past few days, in fact, he used this thing to visit various city god temples and ask about the whereabouts of Taishan Fujun.............
"Have you figured it out?"
”The judge who looks like a scholar conveys inquiries on behalf of the gods.Yan Xinglie nodded and bowed again.The judge took out a scroll and looked through it."
Yan Xinglie is loyal and brave, has many good deeds, although his life is about to end in this life, but there will be blessings in the next life.If you take revenge, not to mention the good fortune, you will have to serve in the honor guard for hundreds of years. ”He spoke again, but there seemed to be a hint of dissuasion."
Have you figured it out?"
Yan Xinglie was categorical and did not hesitate."
I only wish for revenge, even if I fall into the netherworld forever, I will not hesitate to do it!""
Okay."
The fog surged, and the prince behind the heavy curtain on Luan Yu finally spoke."
Where is the Prison Investigation Division?""
The minister is here."
A judge stepped out of the crowd."
What Yan Xinglie said is true?""
It's true.""
Where's the treasurer?""
Where's the minister?"
Another judge came out with a wat board in his hand."
Is there a vacancie?""
The 500-year service period of Jiashen No. 293 lantern bearer is about to expire; There is still a shortage of a pair of ropes to tie the curtain in the warehouse. ”"Where's the Boss?""
Here."
A big man from Angzang came out loud."
Quickly take the back tendon of the sinner Li Kuiqi and fill it in the warehouse.""
If!"
The big man was resolute, ordered a team of knights, turned around and took the lead to the north, and disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Where's the Bitter Bitter Division?"
The scribe-like judge replied respectfully."
The minister is here.""
Shi Jiashen No. 293 lantern bearer."
Fu Jun's voice was indifferent and ruthless."
Yan Xinglie, a Pinglu person, replaced him.""
Obey."
The Judge of the Bitter Division turned around and led a lantern-bearer to the bearded man from the end of the line.Strange to say, the lantern-bearer got closer, and could see the old hands and gray beard, but when he took off the cloak, it was empty, and the soul was gone.Yan Xinglie's heart jumped, and he probably understood what the judge meant by "consumption", which was nothing more than a dissipation of his soul.But he did not hesitate, picked up the cloak of the lantern-bearer, calmly draped it on his body, and followed the judge towards the team.Every time he took a step closer to the team, the bearded man understood a little more in his heart: from now on, there will be no more Yan Xinglie in the world.At the last step of the procession, he paused slightly, raised his head, but saw that on the roof where the fog did not drown the street, the Taoist priest leaned on the waning moon and waved goodbye.The bearded man returned the salute solemnly, then turned around and stepped into the lantern-bearer.....................................
"crunch." ”The door that was covered by Yan Xinglie was pushed open again.Li Changan, who said goodbye to the bearded, lit the oil lamp and picked up the letter under the sword box.This "suicide note" is not long, it is only a few crosses, and it is as short as a bearded man's determination.But Li Changan saw it very slowly.After a long time, Li Changan put down the text message and was silent.For Yan Xinglie's choice, he couldn't do more than put his beak.Even though he knew what the bearded man was going through and understood his despair, he couldn't fully empathize.All he could do was a light sigh, not much heavier than the explosion of the lights in the lamp.Feeling heavy?
Some.But the many sorrows of this world have been seen too much, and they have become numb.In the ups and downs of troubled times, whose fate is not like the dew and the impermanence?
The bearded man at least begged for mercy.However, with the death of Yan Xinglie, the Taoist priest's unexpected journey has come to an end, and it is time for him to embark on the journey to find the corpse Buddha.But before that, Yan Xinglie still left three things to be solved.The first is Yan Xinglie's soothing division waist card.In the letter, the Taoist priest was entrusted to pass it on to the government to inform him of his death.The second is the essence of the sword embryo in the box and a volume of refining.The bearded man gave it to Li Chang'an to reward him for his righteous help, and hoped that the Taoist priest would take over his unfinished business and refine it successfully.As for the third......
The Taoist priest turned his head to look at the White Lotus Holy Maiden in the corner of the room, with her eyebrows closed.Yan Xinglie didn't force it, but only wrote one sentence: Whether to kill or release, the Taoist chief decides himself.Alas.It's a hot potato.……………… Yuzhou, Thousand Buddha Temple.In front of today's Demon Transformation Cave is a rare liveliness, the ropeway that used to be only floating with fog is now crowded with fat-headed and big-eared monks, carrying large and small objects in an endless stream, humming and pressing the iron rope creaking and swaying.Presiding Officer, Vena, Throne, Supervisor of the Temple......
The great monks in the temple gathered at the entrance of the cave, all of them with sad faces.Last night an envoy came to the imperial court, bringing a flurry of news.First, the Zhenfu Division caught the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect and named her name to fill in the Demon Transformation Cave.It was the White Lotus Holy Maiden who was actually the daughter of Pinglu Li Kuiqi, and this Li Kuiqi demoted the Yu Gonggong and became a celebrity in front of the "Emperor".At present, whether to kill or release, the DPRK and China are still arguing.The local officials also woke up, took a compromise method, and pushed it all to the Thousand Buddha Temple, and asked the monks to let the White Lotus Holy Maiden live in the Demon Transformation Cave for the time being.Straight thief!
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When the Demon Cave is a kiln on the side of the street?
If you want to enter?
Come up with it?
The great monk took the case on the spot.Really, I am a vegetarian at the Thousand Buddha Temple?
Look ahead!
Keep the White Lotus Saintess ......
Comfortable and homely.No way.I can't afford to offend either side, so I have to toss myself.So the great monks came to supervise the work in person early this morning.First of all, pick a single room outside to sprinkle and sweep.The dampness in the cave is heavy, and a charcoal stove should be placed; When the smell is strong, it is smoked with sandalwood; When the ground was cold, a blanket was spread.Add embroidery beds, soft collapses, screens, and coffee tables......
It is also decorated with calligraphy and painting, Luo Qi, pearl jade, flowers and plants......
In the end, a prison for suppressing evil spirits was a little more elegant and comfortable than the boudoir of the noble lady of Zhumen.By the way, the three-body Buddha hall inside can't be ambiguous.Maybe the adults of the court will come down to make an inspection.Sprinkle sweeping is secondary, the important thing is to sit with the ancestors of the past dynasties of the golden body, to wear a Pilu hat, put on a brocade robe, dress up a cluster of flowers, can not weaken my Buddhism.But if the Dharma body is lost, it is inevitable that there will be those who lack cultivation and lack a nose and few eyes, then they will be offended, and they will be troubled to move their seats, move to a dark place in the corner, and let the good-looking ones sit in the middle."
Did you hear that?"
The two novices carried their golden bodies and grinded foreign workers in the corner."
What's wrong?""
There is a rumor under the mountain that there is a monster who looks like a monk who specializes in sucking people's blood and picking people's heads at night.""
Monk?
Vampire?
Oh, these people!
”"No, it is said that the wooden fish in the temple are all made of human heads......
At this time, a gust of cold wind squeezed into the gaps all over the grotto, like the sound of a woman crying echoed in the cave.The novice shuddered."
Hey......
Where do you say those heads are?
”"it."
The other novice didn't care at all, and said with a grin."
Never in this ......"
The candlelight was dim in the corner, and he only cared about talking, not paying attention to his feet.Without paying attention, he knocked something over, and an object rolled to his feet.As he spoke, he looked down.A skull covered in a dry gray skin and yellow fat, its jaw falling off as if grinning, and a white maggot poaching out of the hole in the black hole.“…… Demon Cave. ”