Yin Fu Daojun

Chapter 31 Lan Ruo
After rescuing the maidservants who were fascinated by the mist, Xie Duan came to his room again. When the group of men saw the chopped ghost heads on the ground, they couldn't help feeling terrified.

Qian Mazi and his group even collapsed on the ground, their eyes blank, they just shouted "it's over", Xiangu is dead, and the curse on them cannot be broken, so they won't live long.

Ignoring their various reactions, Li Qing stepped forward at this time and looked at it carefully. Apart from being shocked, he was also a little surprised.

I can't believe that Xie Duan faced the ghost alone, and was not frightened by her terrifying appearance, but killed it instead. This requires a strong psychological quality. It seems that his martial arts training with Jiang County Wei was not in vain.

In the future, with both civil and military skills, the future is bright.

If it were me, I would probably be reduced to a lonely ghost by now.

In fact, he has always held a dubious attitude towards ghosts and goblins. He didn't have to believe until he met Hei Yao, was injured by him, and then saw children being abducted and sold by using the technique of making animals.

The world is so big that there are so many strange things, it is really beyond the reach of a ruler!
Xie Duan's attention was all on the hole in the wall at this time, he wanted to figure out what it was so as to eliminate future troubles.

It's just that the hole in the wall is too small, and the neck goes deep into it, and it doesn't know where it spreads. It's impossible to detect its origin easily.

"Please get me a hammer and break this wall down for me."

He said to one of his attendants, and that person immediately followed his words.

Not long after, I found a big hammer and pointed it at the wall to say hello, only to see mud and rocks crashing down, and then half of it collapsed.

The wall is hollow, and the countless root systems are intricate, almost occupying most of the wall. What is exposed right now is a mushroom, which is as thick as a human's thigh by visual inspection, and it can't be stewed in a pot.

The head of the mushroom is gone, only a white rod remains.

"Such a big mushroom, could it be that the mushroom has grown into a essence?"

The follower who smashed the wall was surprised when he saw this scene.

Xie Duan didn't take it seriously. Before beheading her, he opened his eyes and saw that the head was not a mushroom, but a real human head, wrapped in black mist, which was the appearance of a ghost.

That is to say, what he met was not a monster, but a little ghost. After all, if it was a monster, he couldn't be his opponent.

After thinking about it, he didn't have a definite answer, but he boldly guessed that it might be a lonely ghost, using the body of a mushroom, possessing it, and then relying on absorbing the blood of the living soul to achieve its current form.

If it continues, it must be possible to become a ghost.

It's a pity that he met himself and provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked.

"Whether it's a spirit or a monster, set it on fire to avoid future troubles!"

Xie Duan didn't bother to study further, so he gave the order directly.

The attendant promised, found kerosene, poured it on the mushroom, then took out the fire pocket, set it on fire and burned it clean.

After doing this, under the instructions of Qian Mazi and others, they found the bones of the person killed by the ghost under the patio in the backyard of the inn.

Li Qing couldn't bear it, so he ordered his followers to collect their bones, and dug a hole next to the post station to bury them, and buried them in peace.

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The sky was bright, and everyone packed their bags and continued on their way.

Since Qian Mazi and others were going to be sent to the officials, when they arrived at Xinxi County, they made a special trip to stay for two hours, and happened to see the wanted portraits of several of them on the wanted notice at the gate of the city.

It turns out that these people are all habitual thieves, who do everything from cheating to kidnapping. A few days ago, they stole jewelry from a rich family and were wanted on the case.

They hid everywhere, and finally broke into the Jingshan Post Station unintentionally. Seeing that there was no one in the post station, they temporarily stayed there. Unexpectedly, they encountered a ghost and became puppets of the ghost.

Originally, there were two of them together, but unfortunately they were already killed by that ghost. Speaking of which, they were a few of them, so they didn't die here.

Li Qing didn't want to get in touch with the local county yamen, so as to avoid getting involved, so he just sent someone to deliver them to the yamen, and then left in a low-key manner.

In the next few days, the journey was extremely smooth.

So until the morning of the seventh day, I finally arrived within the county range of Changshan County. At this time, I was walking along the official road, and there was another high mountain blocking the road in front of me, but I saw that the mountains stretched left and right, intertwined with each other.

The name of the mountain is Qiushan, which is located in the northern suburb of the county, towering and deep.

The trees in the mountains are extremely prosperous, and the shrubs and weeds are as high as one person. The spacious official road ends here, and it turns into a yellow mud trail.

Although the road is not very smooth, it is enough for horse-drawn carriages to pass.

Only after turning over this mountain, the opposite is Changshan County.

Three carriages entered the mountain road and slowly headed towards the county town.

Entering the mountain forest, the surrounding trees cover the sky and the sun, and even the gaps between the leaves cannot see through the sunlight. Although it is daytime, but in this mountain, there is an inexplicable sense of gloom both physically and mentally.

After walking for about an hour, I finally entered the hinterland of the mountain forest. The road is relatively flat and the surrounding environment is very open.

It was approaching noon, and with the mountain crossing, both the people and the horses were a little tired at this time. After the coachman asked Li Qing for instructions, he looked around from time to time, thinking about finding a place to rest for a while.

Driving over a hillside, looking around, I saw a temple not far ahead, which made the coachman very happy.

"My lord, there is a temple in front of us, just for us to rest."

The coachman replied with a sound, elated, and drove forward quickly.

Sitting at the front of the car, Xie Duan looked from a distance and saw that the temple was built on the left side of the mountain road, surrounded by towering old trees and overgrown with weeds, relatively hidden, if you don't look carefully, it is easy to be overlooked.

The coachman also wanted to find a spacious place to rest, so he checked the terrain carefully, if not, he might not be able to find it.

"There are so many ancient temples in the mountains!"

At this time, Xie Duan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Because along the way, over ten mountains, almost four or five have Buddhist temples, not including the bustling downtown, some are full of incense, and some are dilapidated and desolate. All in all, there are many believers.

"Young Master Duan, don't you know something? Since Master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty returned from his journey to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, Mahayana Buddhism has spread throughout the land of China. Even the current emperor believes in my Buddha. Temples have been built almost everywhere. But Mahayana teachings are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and admired by all peoples!"

The coachman heard him sigh and couldn't help explaining.

In fact, it is not unreasonable to think about it. People in the world, whenever they suffer or suffer, they instinctively put their hands together, recite "Amitabha", and pray for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

This is inseparable from the promotion and dissemination of Buddhism.

After a while, the carriage arrived at the gate of the temple and stopped. However, at first glance, it was a deserted ancient temple. The walls of the temple were already very dilapidated, including the steps in front of the gate, which were covered with moss.

The two big stone lions at the door have mottled bodies, and I don’t know how many years they have been placed here. A stone tablet stands on the right side. Weeds and moss have flooded the bottom of the stone tablet, and two large characters are engraved on the front of the stone tablet.

"Lan Ruo..."

Xie Duan jumped out of the carriage, stepped forward, and examined it carefully.

With the knife in his hand, he brushed away the weeds at the bottom of the stele, and all the handwriting carved on the stele was completely exposed before his eyes.

"Temple!"

At the bottom of the stele, there is a word "Temple".

"Lan Ruo Temple?"

(End of this chapter)