One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 425

"By the way, Master, you haven't asked them what the boundary is here, have you?" Sun Wukong looked at the young monks going away, and turned his head to look at Tang Sanzang who was lighting a fire.

"That's right, I forgot, forget it, I'll ask again when I leave tomorrow morning." Tang Sanzang just remembered this, shook his head and said.

The rabbit and pheasant were roasted quickly, and the rich aroma attracted many monks in the temple. You can tell from the bald heads that are faintly visible outside the yard, but this amount is just enough for them to eat, and those outside are all monks after all. , Tang Sanzang didn't want to spoil their ideas, so he ignored them directly.

After eating, the monks outside seemed to be coaxed away by the abbot, and the small courtyard became quiet again.

Tang Sanzang walked around the small courtyard twice, his cloth shoes made a rustling sound as he stepped on the thick snow, and a bright moon was shining in the sky. When he walked to the ancient well, he stretched out his head and took a look. The moon was reflected in the clear In the well water, there is quite a charm.

"Master, you can sleep in this room, we will sleep in the room over there." Zhu Tianpeng pointed to the room next to the ancient well.

"Okay." Tang Sanzang nodded. There are four rooms in the small courtyard, three of which are connected in a row, and the other room is separated from the other three by two trees, facing the ancient well.

"Then I want to sleep with Third Senior Sister." Ao Xiaobai said with a smile while hugging Sha Wanjing's arm.

"Xiaobai, how about sleeping with Second Senior Sister, I can sing too..." Zhu Tianpeng looked at Ao Xiaobai and said with a smile.

"No, Master said you can't sleep with Second Senior Sister." Ao Xiaobai shook his head and said.

"Master, you will be punished by God if you teach Xiaobai badly like this." Zhu Tianpeng turned his head and bared his teeth at Tang Sanzang.

"Really, why don't I think so." Tang Sanzang spread his hands, yawned, turned and walked towards the house, "I'm a little sleepy today, go to bed first, you guys should rest early too."

"Then I want to sleep in the middle room." Zhu Tianpeng walked towards the middle room first.

"I'll sleep in this room." Sun Wukong chose the room on the left.

Ao Xiaobai and Sha Wanjing entered the last remaining room.

Tang Sanzang pushed the door in and lit the candles on the table. The room was not small, and the layout was quite elegant. The most important thing was that it was very clean. There was not even a trace of dust on the ceiling, and there was a faint fragrance in the air. When Laisha Wanjing cleaned it, he really put his heart into it.

There is a wooden bed in the innermost room, a wooden table in the middle of the room, three stools, and a picture of Guanyin hanging on the wall. Tang Sanzang stopped to look at it for a while, but he wanted to laugh.

I don't know who painted this portrait, it doesn't look like Guanyin at all, the graceful and luxurious appearance, there is really no way to connect with the Guanyin in memory.

Seeing the statue of Avalokitesvara, Tang Sanzang suddenly missed her. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen her for a long time. I don't know if he was punished by the Buddha the last time he went back to Lingshan.

There was a futon on the ground beside him. Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged and recited sutras for a while, his mind quickly calmed down, and then he got up and prepared to blow out the candles and go to sleep.

But just as Tang Sanzang was about to blow, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from nowhere, Tang Sanzang couldn't help shivering, the candle on the table also flickered and almost went out.

"You forgot to close the window?" Tang Sanzang looked in the direction of the window with some doubts, but the windows in the room were tightly closed, covered with a layer of kraft paper, so no wind could get in at all, and the door was also closed. And the direction the wind was blowing from earlier was obviously not the direction of the door.

"Hiss..." Tang Sanzang sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling the hairs on his body stand on end, where did the cold wind come from in the airtight room, could it be... met a ghost?
Tang Sanzang slowly clenched his fists, and suddenly felt a figure flashing behind him, turned around and punched out, but there was nothing in front of him, only the shadow on the ground alternated in light and dark with the shaking of the candle.

"It should be an illusion. If there is a ghost, Wukong and the others must have discovered it a long time ago." Tang Sanzang heaved a sigh of relief, let go of his fist, and comforted himself talking to himself, looking at the candles on the table, hesitating for a moment or not. Didn't blow off, went straight to bed.

Covered with two thick quilts, Tang Sanzang felt his body warmer, but his mood calmed down by chanting sutras before was a little chaotic, and he couldn't help but listen carefully to the sound of the wind blowing in the yard. , the sound of Sha Wanjing singing to Ao Xiaobai, the sound of wooden fish in the meditation room farther away... Tang Sanzang felt that his hearing seemed to be getting better and better.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Sanzang's eyelids twitched, and he finally felt tired. The moment he closed his eyes, the candle on the table suddenly went out.

Tang Sanzang opened his eyes all of a sudden, and it was pitch black. Although his eyesight and hearing were better than ordinary people, Tang Sanzang still hadn't developed the ability of night vision.

However, the sudden extinguishing of the candle also made him wake up with a jolt. He instinctively felt that this was the prelude to the appearance of the ghosts in the ghost movies he watched in his previous life. Bow down and prepare to deliver the fatal blow to the approaching ghost, or make an optional retreat through the window.

The air seemed to be frozen and quiet, and it seemed that only the wind outside was still blowing in the whole world.

"Could it be that the candles have burned out?" Tang Sanzang maintained that posture for a quarter of an hour, but there was not even a trace of abnormality, and he couldn't help wondering if he was too suspicious. Fortunately, he didn't scream just now, otherwise he would definitely It will become the laughing stock of several apprentices for a long time to come.

Just when Tang Sanzang was about to lie down again and prepare for sleep, there was a slight knocking sound from the direction of the door.

Tang Sanzang froze again immediately, and the hairs that had been soothed with great difficulty stood up again. He stared at the direction of the dark door, and could clearly hear the sound of the door pin being pushed aside.

The dead silence continued, and Tang Sanzang felt that he could already hear the violent sound of his heart beating, and the window frame was slowly deformed in his hands, and even a few cracks appeared.

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The door latch was finally pushed open, and Tang Sanzang's heart rose to his throat all of a sudden, his muscles tensed, as if he would be ejected the next moment, but he didn't know whether the direction was the window on the side or the door facing him.

The door opened slowly and silently. The white moonlight reflected on the snow and reflected into the room. A figure stood at the door. He couldn't see clearly against the light. He seemed to be a head taller than ordinary people. As if caught by the door, without lifting his leg, he floated directly into the room.

"Ghost!" Tang Sanzang's brain was trembling, the bed frame he was holding in his hand was instantly shattered, and the bed board he was stepping on was also broken. He stepped out and kicked the face of the ghost who had just entered the door.

(End of this chapter)