My practice with the fairy

Chapter 252 The Law of Longevity

The quiet lake, the carcasses of huge fish in the water, will always make people feel a sense of panic like a dream.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady couldn't help speeding up, wanting to leave the lake as soon as possible.

At least until dark.

The calm lake surface left circles of ripples, the sun was about to set, and the two finally saw the shore.

There is also a tower on the shore, and a stone beast is engraved on the top, which echoes the previous tower.

The sky has completely darkened, but there are no stars and no moon tonight, but because of the reflection of the snow and ice, the surroundings are not completely dark.

Behind the stone tower is a frozen glacier, which is darker than the surrounding snow field.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady exhaled a breath of cold air at the same time, and started to slide along the glacier.

After a stick of incense, they saw the mountain gate of Zanghai Temple.

It was a bridge-like building across the glacier, with windows and doors, and it should be able to accommodate people.

Jing Yue and the young lady looked at each other, and then they leaped briskly to the outside of the window.

It is very dilapidated here, and the window paper is full of holes without poking, which is easy for peeping.

Jing Yue's eyes quickly scanned the inside, but he didn't find any trace of the person, so he pushed lightly with his hand, and the whole person slid in along the window, followed by the eldest lady.

After checking carefully in this dim environment and confirming that no human traces were found, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

This land has indeed been abandoned for a long time, even the floor is tattered, and the larger hole can even see the glacier below.

The house was pushing firewood, covered with dust, and there was always a smell of spices in the house.

This should be a traditional Tibetan incense with a strong taste.

Jing Yue came to the other side of the room and opened the window. From here, one could see the glaciers spreading upwards.

In the distance, the outline of a building appeared in sight, which should be the main hall of Zanghai Temple or something.

It's just that I can clearly feel that there is a dead silence here, and I can't feel any anger.

Perhaps just as recorded in the dossier, the monks of Canghai Temple seemed to have disappeared overnight, and no one saw them again.

To Jing Yue and the eldest lady, this statement seemed weird and gloomy, like a story with a tinge of horror.

But such a result might be easier for them. After all, they can get Zanghaihua without facing these monks?
But at this moment, the eldest lady suddenly pointed in a certain direction, Jing Yue followed her gaze, and found that there seemed to be a little fire on the high places of those buildings.

The flame is very small, it should be similar to an oil lamp, and it is even smaller after such a distance. If there is no star, no moon, and the darkness of the sky and earth, otherwise it would be impossible to find it.

Since there are lights, does that mean there are people?

Could it be that the monks of Zanghai Temple no longer walk in the world because they practice behind closed doors?
At this moment, Jing Yue and the eldest lady's mood became complicated again.

I have to say that whether there is anyone here will give them pressure.

The two sat there to rest for a while, and decided to go deeper.

If there are people inside, night is the best time to investigate.

The open window moved and closed again, and the two of them landed on the glacier lightly like two fallen leaves, and continued on their way.

At this time, the two of them had already lightened their steps, as if there were pads on their feet, they landed silently.

The entire Zanghai Temple is built from bottom to top along the slope formed by this glacier, which looks like a small mountain city.

However, the architecture of the temple is quite different from that in the hinterland of Qiguo. It has the local style of Tibet. Whether it is the materials or the shape, it seems a bit rough.

The winding glacier formed an ice waterfall here, which looked quite spectacular.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady walked up the ice waterfall with agility.

After that, they suddenly stopped at the top of the icefall.

It is very close to the core area of ​​Zanghai Temple.

On the right bank above the icefall is a piece of Tallinn.

Tallinn is equally solemn in the night, but it looks a bit gloomy like a person standing there.

There are traces of melting snow here, revealing the background color of the soil one after another.

Because both of them are "water spirit bodies", you can know the reason just by touching the surface with your hands.

There are hot springs down here.

The temperature of the hot spring water melted a lot of the surrounding snow.

In front is a tall palace, which should be the main hall of Zanghai Temple.

And the attic behind the main hall is where they saw candles burning before.

At this time, the two of them could see the light like beans on the attic more clearly.

Jing Yue and the young miss headed towards the main hall in the dark.

There are many prayer flags hanging outside the main hall, which are already decayed, and the plaque of the main hall has also been removed, and the handwriting on it is also blurred, but the word "Cering" can be vaguely seen.

The file records that the monks in Zanghai Temple have always believed in Tsering Bodhisattva.

In the dim environment, the incomparably tall god statue in the main hall could be vaguely seen.

Looking from here, it can be found that it is a humanoid silhouette stepping on a lotus flower, which should be the statue of "Tsering Bodhisattva".

But what attracted Jing Yue and Missy's attention was the silhouette next to the statue.

This outline is not smaller than the statue of Tsering Bodhisattva, and even a bit overwhelming.

It's hard to describe the shape of the statue next to it, it always looks like a bird with many long necks and heads.

In the dim environment, it is impossible to see the specific appearance of the statue, but it gives people a great sense of fear.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

The two sensed the fear and accepted it.

Especially Jing Yue, who accepted it very quickly.

Because he has also experienced many bizarre incidents, and he is barely considered a master, which is the surplus of the strong.

After passing through the main hall, a path of stone steps leads to the lighted attic.

Jing Yue and the eldest lady lurked and approached without making any movement. Even the lightest cat walking here might not be able to perform better than them.

The oil lamp is on the third floor of the attic. From here, it can be seen that the attic is relatively well preserved. It looks like it is inhabited and maintained.

More intuitively, one can see that under the light of the candle, two figures are reflected on the window paper, and they seem to be sitting cross-legged, silently reciting the Heart Sutra.

Jing Yue asked the eldest lady to meet him below, and jumped up to the attic by himself.

The windows of the attic were not completely closed, Jing Yue went around half a circle and found an open window.

At this moment, the clothes on his body almost merged with the yellowed window paper, and he looked in along the edge.

This look made him more certain that there were indeed people inside.

Two monks were sitting there with their backs to him, muttering something in their mouths, their voices were small but audible.

Jing Yue didn't dare to go deeper for a while, but stuck there, wanting to observe more.

As a result, at this moment, the monk on the left suddenly let out a "hehe" laugh.

Jing Yue knew that he had been exposed.

So he stopped evading, and went straight into the attic along the window.

The two monks still turned their backs to him, but the shoulders of the one who just laughed were arched a lot.

Jing Yue knew that he was rude first, so he performed a Buddha ceremony and said, "I visited late at night, disturbing the cultivation of the two masters."

At this time, the two monks turned their heads at the same time, and the next moment, Jing Yue almost stopped breathing.

I saw that the skin on the faces of the two monks had completely festered, and branches protruded from the ulcers, and bright flowers grew on the branches.

Such scenes all reminded Jing Yue of bad memories of his childhood in his previous life, that is, when eating watermelon, he accidentally ate watermelon seeds into his stomach, so the adults at home teased him, saying that in a few days, watermelon vines would grow from his body, and watermelons would grow out of his body.

That can be said to be one of Jing Yue's childhood nightmares, in which the imaginary picture is similar to the two monks in front of him, the watermelon vine pierced the eyes and the skin of the face, hanging there.

It's just that he imagined it was a watermelon, but the two monks were like a flower tree.

After they saw Jing Yue, they laughed "hehe" at the same time.

This kind of laughter, coupled with their expressions, looked particularly terrifying in the flickering candlelight.

Such monks naturally cannot be called human beings.

Almost at the same time, the two monks were about to arrest him. Jing Yue was terrified, and smashed out the spear in his hand with a buzzing sound.

With two bangs, the heads of the two monks burst like watermelons, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Jing Yue didn't have time to catch his breath, so he quickly stepped back.

Because the bodies of the two headless monks who fell on the ground suddenly twitched violently, as if some tendons were twisting around their necks, pulling their bodies.

Jing Yue gradually saw clearly that the thing should be a branch or something, protruding from their necks, with blood-soaked flower petals sticking to it.

With two clicks, two soft blood-stained branches touched the ground, and the two headless monks stood up again.

The snake-like branch protruded from the neck, swayed, and faced Jing Yue, but it might not be accurate because of the lack of eyes.

Jing Yue once again chose to act first, with a sliding shovel, and his left and right legs kicked out at the same time.

There was only a sound of bones and flesh being broken, and the legs of the two monks were cut off at the same time, and their entire bodies spun in the air like a top.

The next moment, the Hunyuan ice in Jing Yue's body turned, and his hands were immediately covered with ice, as if wearing a pair of frost gloves.

With two slaps, Jing Yue accurately grasped the vines around the necks of the two of them. Afterwards, the strength of Tai Chi changed, and the two bodies collided with each other with a bang.

Because of the heavy force, the surrounding air became distorted.

Jing Yue kicked the two monks and was trampled by their bodies that were almost stuck together, and then pulled them out suddenly, like pulling out a carrot.

Two bloody tree-like things were pulled out, and then slammed on the floor.

I saw them writhing constantly, and one of them still had a heart and lungs hanging on it, which looked particularly hideous and bloody.

But after struggling for a while, these two small tree-like monsters stopped moving.

The eldest lady had already rushed over, watching the scene nervously with a small white flower in her hand.

This was indeed a considerable mental shock to her who rarely came into contact with such things.

Jing Yue took a breath, the frost gloves on his hands melted, his expression was calm, but he was actually a little flustered in his heart.

This thing is indeed evil, as if parasitic in the bodies of these two monks.

After confirming that this thing was indeed dead, Jing Yue began to check the things in the attic.

The eldest lady followed him step by step, looking a little nervous, in stark contrast to him who was looking at things like a corpse.

There is no way, the eldest lady has always been timid, but suddenly became bolder several times, all because of Jing Yue.

The attic is very simple, except for two futons, a stone table and an oil lamp, there is only one volume of scriptures.

The scriptures contained native Tibetan characters, but also the Central Plains characters that Jing Yue knew.

He read it carefully and found that these Tibetan characters should be for the attention of the Central Plains characters.

This is a scripture from "Luo Jia Dharma Interpretation". Jing Yue is not good at scriptures, but Jing Yue can probably translate a little meaning.

That is to recite this scripture silently and drink "clean water" regularly, and you will have the opportunity to see the deity of Tsering Bodhisattva in your dreams and get the spell of longevity.

It even records that Tsering Bodhisattva was in the middle of a mirror-like lake in a dream, and at the same time a bird demon with seventeen heads appeared.

These seventeen bird demons represent seventeen kinds of disasters, and only Tsering Bodhisattva can subdue them.

Jing Yue couldn't help thinking of the statue on the main hall before, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that the statue next to Tsering Bodhisattva is this kind of seventeen-headed bird demon?"

That overwhelming feeling reappeared in Jingyue Sea of ​​Consciousness again, so that he had a bold and slightly horrifying thought, that is, it was not the Bodhisattva who subdued the Bird Demon, but the Bird Demon surrendered the Bodhisattva and enslaved the Bodhisattva. The image is the incense in the world.

This kind of thinking is undoubtedly absurd, but Jing Yue has this illusion.

And what these two monks have been studying here is the longevity scriptures, so that it has become like this?
For a moment, Jing Yue felt that everything around him became unreal, as if he was in a nightmare with real details but absurdities.

"flower."

The next moment, the eldest lady suddenly said.

Jing Yue looked down and saw that the two blood trees that he had just pulled out and fell to death were suddenly full of delicate flowers.

Seeing these flowers, Jing Yue's expression became more serious.

He quickly took out the file in his arms and compared it, and found that the flower was very similar to the Tibetan sea flower he was looking for.

"Is this Tibetan sea flower?"

Jing Yue quickly denied this view, because although the flowers were similar in appearance, their colors were different.

Zanghai flowers are red, but this flower is blue, a blue that even blood cannot stain red.

However, such a change really surprised Jing Yue. He couldn't help but think of the "clean water" written in this scripture just now. It also has an inseparable relationship with the clean water.

Are they "polluted" by clean water?

Now, are there any other polluted monks in this temple?

At this moment, Jing Yue suddenly touched the young lady's shoulder and looked up.

Something was stepping on the roof tiles of the attic above their heads, moving slightly, which looked very strange in the silent night.

(End of this chapter)