Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

"Why don't you go in?" Arowana lay his head and looked at the Taoist temple gate that was half missing, "You have been hesitant since you entered the mountain gate. Is it because you are more timid because of the proximity to your hometown, or because you feel ashamed and embarrassed to see each other? "

"You are so smooth-talking and eloquent," Yan Lan lowered her eyes, "I don't think you should follow me anymore. I recommend you to the Deyu Club to do cross talk."

Dragon Fish snorted: "I'm just more concerned about my future office environment, and I have no other intention. You are such a coward. Don't think that you can get rid of those tails with the sound array, they will come here soon." "

"I didn't want to get rid of them." Yan Lan said.

I just don't want those crazy people to take action on the street. It would be troublesome if they accidentally injure ordinary people.

"That's right. You told people where you were going, but those idiots are still following you. Didn't you think of coming here to ambush you? And you are too kind-hearted. They are the ones who take the blame for hurting others. Why do you have to..."

Arowana paused, pushed himself up, and tried his best to make Yanlan hold the cup in his hand, and said in shock: "Hey, stinky Taoist! Are you shaking? Are you okay?!"

"I am fine."

Yan Lan took a deep breath, raised her hand to hold the dusty bronze door knocker, and involuntarily knocked on the door twice.

Only half of the door was left shaky, like trembling fingertips.
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Boom, boom.

There were intermittent knocks on the door, and a ray of moonlight came into the Taoist temple.

"Who is it! It's already midnight. Donor, please come back tomorrow if you want to offer incense and pray for talismans."

dong dong.

"Why are you still knocking?"

"That's not right. The Taoist temple in this barren mountain is not very popular, so why would someone knock on the door in the middle of the night? Chongrou, please open the door first and take a look."

"Okay, I'll open the door right now!"

The closed door was opened by the Taoist priests of Yiqianyikun.

"Why is there blood all over the door?" Kun Dao was startled when he saw the child lying under the steps smelling of blood, "Where did this child come from?"

Taoist Qian immediately turned on the door light and ordered: "Go and tell Master Master first, go quickly!"

"Okay... ah, uncle!" Kundao Chongrou had just stood up when he saw someone stepping out. He instantly had a backbone and said hurriedly, "Uncle Yuxiao, here is a child covered in blood. Know how to climb up."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuxiao immediately went down the steps, put his palms on the back of the unconscious child's head, and took the pulse to make a diagnosis: "Excessive blood loss, damage to the five internal organs, and blood stasis on the brain - Chongrou, go ask the master."

Zhang Chongrou immediately ran to invite the master.

Zhang Yuxiao brushed away the messy long hair of the child in her arms, and used the light of the door light to see his face clearly. After being startled, he couldn't help but frown:

"Is this... the child of the Yan family? His name should be Yan Lan."

"The Yan family?" Qian Dao on the side was horrified, "Didn't the Yan family disappear due to a fire from the sky two years ago? Is this really a child of the Yan family?"

Zhang Yuxiao nodded, but before he could speak again, a blood-black tentacle as thick as a little finger emerged from the wound on the child's neck in his arms. He demonstrated with vigilance and resistance, driving away Zhang Yuxiao's palm that was pressing on the back of Yan Lan's head.

"what?"

Zhang Yuxiao threw a talisman with his backhand before the tentacle attacked. The talisman turned into ashes the moment it touched the tentacle. Countless spikes protruded from the attacked tentacle, and dense small gaps were opened, and the sharp teeth inside could be seen at a glance.

Zhang Yuxiao was afraid that if he let go, he would fall and hurt the back of Yan Lan's head. When he wanted to allow the tentacle to attack, the person in his arms suddenly raised his hand, grasped the arrogant tentacle, and then said: "Ahem..." The violent cough brought out blood foam, Yan Lan Grasping the tentacle hard, the blood-black tentacle twisted and finally retracted in compromise.The wound on the neck also disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuxiao stared at Yan Lan warily, and held her neck quietly with his palm. The man next to him was about to make a sound when Zhang Yuxiao stopped him with his eyes.

"Uncle Master! Master is here! Master is here!"

The Taoist Priest with gray hair on his temples hurriedly came in his Taoist robe, followed by many disciples who heard the sound and asked, "What's going on?"

"Master," Zhang Yuxiao said without saying anything strange in public, "she is the Yao Meier of the Yan family."

"Yao Mei'er...Xiao Lan?!" Daochang Zhang immediately squatted down and wiped away the blood on Yan Lan's cheek with trembling hands, "Yan family, what happened to the Yan family?"

"Uncle Shi," Yan Lan choked, her voice almost drowning in the tears rolling down her face, "My parents, second uncle and younger brother...sister and brother are all gone..."

"Don't be afraid. It's safe. It's already safe." Daochang Zhang breathed slowly, "Stop the bleeding first, and Uncle Shi will help you treat your injuries first."

"Uncle Shi," Yan Lan took the first step and tightly grasped the corner of his Taoist robe, "my mother asked me to bring you a message."

Zhang Daozhang looked at her, and Yanlan closed her eyes. The smell of rust forced her tears back, and her voice was hoarse, as if she was crying blood:

"The Yan family is full of heroes and heroes, and they will never settle down."
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Yan Lan suddenly pulled away from her memories, and the door of the Taoist temple in front of her had been pushed open.

The door is deserted, the antique wood carvings have been burned, the statues and altars are dark and damaged, the wooden pillars have been broken, weeds are growing everywhere, and it is unpopular.

Yan Lan stepped inside, and there seemed to be a distant voice in her ears:
[The Yan family has been killing evil spirits for generations, but because no one can use Heji, some evil spirits that threaten too much are directly suppressed. When Wang Taisui was cut into twelve eyes, the Yan family suppressed the most critical heart.After the sky fire, no other family found any trace of the sighted flesh. It turned out that it was swallowed by this child.I will accept her as my disciple, Yuxiao, and we will be a family from now on. 】

[Hemin, don't be impatient.We are pursuing "transcendence", but only by crossing the mundane mud, seeing inner nature and outer nature, and using what we have learned to benefit one party can we achieve complete merits. Those who do nothing can not be called Tao.You don’t have to be afraid. The ancestors are clay statues worshiped by believers, but once you step out of the Taoist gate, you will be protected by all the gods.No matter what happens, you still have your master, your brothers, and your entire sect. 】

[If your heart is not peaceful, you will be uneven wherever you go, and cause and effect will follow you. If your heart is peaceful, you will be calm externally, and you will naturally create less karma.Be kind, seek truth, hide your edge, hide your wisdom, abstain from desires, be self-conscious, and speak cautiously.The teacher’s instructions must be remembered. 】

【Don't be driven by things, correct your own mind.He Ming, if you have the Dao in your heart, just keep moving forward. Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers and many hardships, don't let go easily. The Dao is where thousands of people are going.What you have to cross is a narrow gate. 】

……

[Master doesn’t want to see you. You have been removed from Heming Mountain. From now on, anything that happens here has nothing to do with you. No matter the disaster, you don’t need to bear it.Donor, please cherish it. 】

"It's like this every year, the spring breeze blows the wild grass and trees, and they grow again," Yan Lan reached out and gently touched the burned railings, whispering, "Only this place has been burned to ashes, and it will never be the same as it was before."

"Don't chase after the dead. Let the past go. It's useless to dwell on it." Arowana didn't know how to comfort him, "Look at me, when I was a little fish, I couldn't hold anything in my head and I didn't have any karma. Practice quickly!"

Yan Lan placed the plastic cup containing the fish on the edge of the pond and said with a smile: "That is the memory of the fish."

The dragon fish didn't care. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so it simply jumped out of the cup into the water-filled fountain pool in the courtyard.

The sound of thunder and rain covered up some of the noise.

The sound of footsteps stepping through puddles slowly approached, and several unfamiliar smells surrounded him.

"Ah, you are surrounded." Arowana said with certainty, "Do you want to run?"

"Don't run."

Yanlan stood in the corridor and took out the thermos cup, took a sip of red date and wolfberry tea, and slowly exhaled to relieve some of the chill:
"I'm waiting for them to come and help me demolish it for free." (End of Chapter)