Conspiracy

Chapter 480
Tang Yinchen was worried about his injury, how could he care about other things.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

"It's okay, I'm just not used to it. Just tell me, what's around us?"

Tang Yinchen glanced around casually, "The water in the lake is colorful, and I don't know what it is floating around. There are a lot of flowers planted around it. Hey, it could be that these flowers are poisonous, so that your eyesight is not good. gone?"

"anything else?"

"Anything else? Except for the little broken island under our feet, there is nothing else."

"Little Broken Island?"

"Yes? Otherwise, what else can there be? There are many spiritual plants on the ground, but they are not as high as the young master's knees. Let alone the girl, I can't even find a tree when I look around."

"Yin Chen, we should be in a stone building. The first floor is full of bookshelves with scriptures, and the second floor is planted with many sporadic spiritual herbs. Full of bluish-purple flowers."

Tang Yinchen listened to him with a blank face, scratched his head, "Are you hallucinating? There is no such thing here at all!"

"No! There must be!"

Yang Huanzhi explained to Tang Yinchen one by one what happened after he woke up, but Tang Yinchen shook his head.

"How could I have experienced thunder disasters, it must be that goblin who used illusion to deceive you."

"No Thunder Tribulation?"

"Naturally, I'm a mere mortal, and a single thunderbolt can chop me into ashes. How could it be possible that countless thunderbolts strike me, and I can still see you alive and well?"

Tang Yinchen's tone was very casual, and Yang Huanzhi was slightly shaken, but he remembered the scene he had seen before.
"Shilou and that girl must exist. Yinchen, do you still believe me?"

"you guess?"

Yang Huanzhi smiled lightly, held Tang Yinchen's hand, and closed his eyes again.

Recite the mantra silently again to calm down completely
In an instant, golden fluctuations of spiritual power continuously flashed around them. Under Tang Yinchen's surprised eyes, the picture changed suddenly, and the two of them came directly to the stone building that Yang Huanzhi had mentioned.

"." Tang Yinchen blinked, "So you didn't play tricks on me? Is there really a stone building?"

"Ah."

"But I still haven't seen the flower tree and girl you mentioned."

"Then look again, is there a staircase leading to the third floor?"

"The third floor? At first glance, there are stone walls in all directions, and there is only one door leading to the first floor."

"Could it be that the two of us are not sincere enough, so that eminent monk is unwilling to meet?"

"Eminent monk? I haven't seen the eminent monk and the girl, but there is one in front of the nerdy young master."

"Okay, Yin Chen, stop making trouble."

"I'm not fooling around! It's clear that you've been talking nonsense." Tang Yinchen spread his hands.

Yang Huanzhi saluted again, "Huanzhi and his younger brother strayed into the master's pure land and disturbed your meditation. It is my brother's fault. I hope the master will make it easier for us to leave this place."

After waiting for a while, no one answered, and Tang Yinchen hadn't laughed out loud yet, the sound of chanting scriptures and knocking on the wooden fish clearly came to his ears.

Yang Huanzhi was overjoyed, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips and eyebrows.

Following the direction of the sound, they walked towards the southeast together.

The two of them approached the stone wall just now, only to see that the stone wall opened directly, and a gust of cold air rushed towards their faces.

Yang Huanzhi, who was blind in both eyes, raised his hands and rubbed his arms. When the two looked around, they saw a winding staircase of ice steps in front of them, allowing them to walk side by side.

The left and right sides are still made of ice, and every three steps or so, it can be seen that there is a Buddha statue inlaid in it.

Seeing Yang Huanzhi looking towards him, Tang Yinchen's eyes crossed with him, and he held his wrist with his backhand through his sleeve.

"Lao Yang, I found my way, follow me."

The latter nodded slightly, and the two stepped forward at the same time, stepping onto the first ice step.

Tang Yinchen's hand stood in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, his sword eyebrows were tightened, and his right hand clenched the folded frost-soaked umbrella.

Yang Huanzhi was taller than him, his right hand rested naturally on his shoulder, the warmth of his palm fell on his shoulder through his clothes, and the corners of their lips curved slightly.

"Yin Chen, where's Brother Su?"

Mentioning Su Zhen, Tang Yinchen's smile suddenly subsided.

"He's still fighting those undead up there, we have to get out as soon as possible."

"Is he injured?"

Tang Yinchen shook his head, remembering that he couldn't see it, and said, "I don't know, I didn't see it."

Hearing that his voice was not quite right, Yang Huanzhi asked, "Yinchen, are you hiding something from me?"

"No"

Yang Huanzhi stopped walking immediately, and asked in a concentrated voice, "Tell me the truth, but something happened to Brother Su? Don't hide it from me!"

"I just think that Zhenzi is not a mortal. We underestimated him in the past." Tang Yinchen's tone was dark and unclear.

"Brother Su's spiritual practice is not comparable to mere mortals like you and me."

"No. I mean."

Tang Yinchen was at a loss for words, he would never tell Yang Huanzhi that he thought Su Zhen belonged to the demon clan, or had entered the way of the demon.
Moreover, Lao Yang's resurrection is also inseparable from Su Zhen, maybe even Lao Yang was assimilated.
"I can't tell for a while, but no matter how I say it, Hazel is my Tang Yinchen's brother who died. He is a man or a god, or a demon or a demon. I have recognized him."

His voice was firm, but something was wrong with what he said. Yang Huanzhi wanted to ask a few more questions, but Tang Yinchen said, "Here we are."

Inside the stone gate in front of him, the sound of chanting scriptures and beating wooden fish became more and more clear, and strands of sandalwood entered his mouth and nose.

Without hesitation, Tang Yinchen raised his hand and pushed the stone door open.

The space inside the door is not large, and there is an ice wall in front of it, and a monk in a white cassock sits cross-legged with his back facing them.

Looking from the rear, one can see his thin figure, with a string of translucent white jade Buddha beads twisted in his wrinkle-free left hand, one of which is blue-purple, and the transparent waves flowing in it can be faintly seen.With his right hand, he was beating the wooden fish in front of him, and he was chanting Buddhist scriptures incessantly.

The bed on the left side is made of wood, with a white gauze curtain hanging outside it, and a chess board is placed on the bed in front of the window.

And on the table on the right, there was an incense burner and a translucent glass bottle with a flower in it. Not long ago, they had seen it on the flower tree.

Yang Huanzhi sniffed, the familiar fragrance of flowers made him frowned. It was jacaranda again.

Although he had doubts, he still pulled Tang Yinchen's sleeves, bowed his head solemnly to the source of the sound, and saluted.

"Huanzhi met the eminent monk."

Tang Yinchen pursed his lips, nodded reluctantly and said, "I'm next to Tang Yinchen."

However, the eminent monk didn't pay attention to the two of them, he just read the Buddhist scriptures to himself, turning a deaf ear to their voices.

Tang Yinchen has a hot temper, so he is not as good-tempered as he is.

"Monk! You."

As soon as he spoke, Yang Huanzhi covered his mouth.

The latter shook his head at him, turned back and walked towards the front of the cave, took the two futons away, and put them not far behind the eminent monk.

(End of this chapter)