White Bone Monkey King

"Since Taoist friend can't sleep, and I can't sleep either, why don't you and I go out of body together tonight to explore the reality of Yinyi River Dragon King Terrace?"

Facing the invitation from the abbot of Bailong Temple, Jin An's head was filled with surprise.

"Why did the abbot think of going to Dragon King Terrace today?" Jin An asked.

Amitabha.

The abbot of Bailong Temple still clasped his hands in front of his chest, shook his head and replied with a wry smile: "During the days when I was framed and imprisoned in the dungeon by my fellow disciples, I never expected that so many great things had happened in the city. Just today, when I was rescued from the dungeon, , someone handed a letter to Lao Na."

"That letter was sent to Bailong Temple by Master Fu Yin yesterday. When the civil strife in Bailong Temple was quelled today, this letter was found in Huichang's house and then handed over to Lao Na."

"The content of the letter is generally that Master Fu Yin plans to gather all kinds of capable people and experts within these two days to put an end to the Dragon King case."

"So I want to go to Longwangtai in person to explore the reality of the Yinyi River so that I can make some preparations in advance."

After finishing speaking, the abbot of Bailong Temple smiled and said: "Originally, I was a little worried about this trip. I am afraid that the road ahead to Longwangtai this time will be a bit dangerous. I just didn't expect to meet Taoist Jin'an outside the temple. , this is really an unexpected surprise.”

"There is no doubt about the superb ability of fellow Taoist Jin'an. If fellow Taoist Jin'an helps, great things can happen tonight, so I want to shamelessly invite fellow Taoist Jin'an to go to Dragon King Terrace with me."

"If you really talk about it, I am also taking advantage of fellow Taoist Jin'an."

The abbot of Bailong Temple spoke highly of Jin An.

Ahem, Jin An was embarrassed. He was so praised by the abbot that he blushed. Fortunately, he was in an out-of-body state and there were no capillaries on his face to make him blush.

However, Jin An was indeed somewhat interested in the proposal of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

Just thinking that Dragon King Terrace was dozens of miles away from Fucheng by water, Jin An hesitated a little.

Right now.

A spiritual voice sounded in Jin An's head, and Jin An looked surprised.

He saluted and thanked the golden Buddha statue, and then agreed to the invitation of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

Master Huizhen in the Buddha statue just now promised him that if Jin An can trust him and Bailong Temple, Jin An can entrust the safety of the Five Zang Taoist Temple to him and Bailong Temple.

Master Huizhen is there, and the Taoist contemplation of the five internal organs is there.

Jin An had confidence in Master Huizhen and the abbot of Bailong Temple, because anyone with evil intentions or those who had evil intentions against him would not dare to look him in the eyes.

The two people in front of him treated him calmly and had sincere eyes, which showed that both of them were eminent monks who acted aboveboard.

With Master Huizhen's promise, Jin An, who was already curious about Longwang Terrace and Dragon King Temple, immediately agreed to the invitation from the abbot of Bailong Temple.

Then, a Taoist priest in five-color robes and the Sakyamuni Buddha image of an old monk in cassocks flew together under the dark night sky to the Yinyi River Dragon King Platform dozens of miles away.

But Jin An was a little curious.

Dragon King Terrace is hundreds of miles away from Fucheng by water, and even the straight-line distance is tens of miles away. How did the abbot of Bailong Temple in front of him travel such a long distance at night after his soul left his body?

Because he has the Six Ding Liu Jia Talisman that has been sealed three times, he has tried it before. His current night travel limit is probably about a hundred miles.

soon.

Jin An got the answer.

The abbot of Bailong Temple in front of him is holding a Buddhist treasure, which is a string of Sakyamuni beads.

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands in front of his chest, twirled his rosary beads, and recited Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha's light was shining brightly on the rosary beads. Then he and he rode the wind and waves together, several feet above the ground, and went out for a night swim outside Xiangfu City.

As soon as the soul left the city, the river wind was howling and the wind was strong.

After nightfall, the sound of waves in the Yinyi River is overwhelming. A large amount of Yin evil vapor is carrying the sharp wind on the river, sweeping across in all directions, which can hurt people's souls.

Fortunately, Jin'an and the abbot of Bailong Temple are not ordinary people.

One is a powerful Buddhist abbot of the temple, and the other is a self-reliant protector of twelve Shinto souls.

Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, the river wind and damp cold water vapor that can attract people's souls are commonplace in the eyes of these two souls.

As long as you don't think too hard and the soul doesn't take the initiative to dive under the water, and doesn't take the initiative to touch the Yinsha mysterious water, it won't cause any real harm to the soul.

After leaving Fucheng, one by one the souls of monks floated along the river bank in the direction of Dragon King Terrace.

But at this time, they passed by the place where the bride, the Water Goddess, was salvaged during the day yesterday.

Jin An was surprised to see a young girl in a red wedding dress floating on the river at night.

"Is there another village upstream that is offering sacrifices to the Yinyi River to marry the Dragon King to the Water Goddess?"

Jin An frowned in displeasure.

"Fellow Taoist Jin'an, let's go over and take a look."

The abbot of Bailong Temple couldn't bear to pronounce the Buddha's name and said to Jin An.

Jin An nodded, and when they got closer, they realized that this was not a corpse, but actually a soul. The woman's soul was floating motionless under the water, but she refused to leave.

Jin An was surprised.

"Abbott, why do I feel that this woman's age and appearance are so similar to the Water Goddess who was fished out of the river by the government yesterday?"

"Could this soul belong to the Water Goddess who was fished out of the river yesterday?"

Water is not only a road to the underworld, which can carry people to the underworld, but also a mysterious evil spirit, which can trap the souls of the dead and prevent the dead who fell into the water and died in vain or ran ashore to cause trouble.

Because people who drown in water either commit suicide or die in vain. Death in vain is full of resentment. Suicide is also caused by the intrigues of people's hearts.

Therefore, people who are drowned in water are more likely to escape and cause trouble.

That's why Jin An made the above guess.

He guessed that it was because the soul couldn't catch up with the physical body. After the physical body was salvaged ashore, the soul was still trapped in the water, so it kept lingering in the same place and refused to leave?

"Amitabha, I heard someone mention some recent events in Fucheng today, but I have some impressions of the Water Goddess who was salvaged from the shore yesterday."

The abbot of Bailong Temple pondered for a moment and continued: "Why don't we temporarily collect the deceased soul of the female donor today? After confirming the identity of the Water Goddess tomorrow, if it is really the same person, we will collect the deceased soul of the female donor. Return the body again."

"The bones of these three souls and seven souls cannot be found. They are like duckweeds without roots. A wanderer who has left home will only end up as a lonely ghost. He will die with his eyes closed and a resentment stuck in his throat. But with this mouth As long as resentment persists, people cannot be reincarnated and will never enter reincarnation in all their lifetimes.”

"This female benefactor was also a miserable person. She was in a sea of ​​misery, but she couldn't help it. She was also harmed by others. She died unwillingly. She is pitiful enough. There is no need to be a lonely ghost anymore. Amitabha. "

Jin An naturally had no objection to the proposal of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

Then, he saw the abbot of Bailong Temple beside him, taking out a copper bowl with swastikas engraved on it from the wide cuffs of his cassock.

"Amitabha."

"When will the injustice be repaid?"

"Donors should not be obsessed with anything, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

The abbot of Bailong Temple squatted down on the bank of the river, dragging the cuff of his cassock with one hand, and holding the swastika-shaped copper bowl in his other hand, and gently scooped the river water.

Something strange happened.

The swastika-shaped copper bowl seems to be as big as it can accommodate all rivers. It seems small, but when it scoops out the river water, the river water and the soul are collected into the swastika-shaped copper bowl.

Jin An looked at the scene in front of him with strange eyes.

In the swastika-shaped copper bowl, the clear water reflects the bright moon above the head. The swastika-shaped copper bowl is obviously only the size of two or three palms, but it feels like the bright moon is shining on the ancient pool, giving people a trace of the ancient pool that has been polished by the years, while the soul of a young woman is floating quietly in the ancient pool.

It seems that Bailong Temple has a really rich heritage.

Even Buddhist magical weapons can be brought out by the soul.

After collecting the dead souls in the water, the abbot of Bailong Temple put the swastika-shaped copper bowl into the cuffs of his cassock. It seemed that the eminent monk was not worried that the water in the swastika-shaped copper bowl would overturn.

Then the two continued their night tour along the river.

At this time, the river bank was completely dark and as quiet as the gate of hell. The river surface was deep and pitch-black. The water was generally 10 to 20 feet deep, and even reached 40 to 50 feet deep at the deepest point.

Therefore, the moonlight reflected on the vast river surface was swallowed up by the deep river water, and there was not even a sparkling reflection from the water.

"According to the past, the traffic of various ships on the river in Fucheng was dense and prosperous. Even after midnight, there was still an endless stream of passenger ships and merchant ships on the river. The docks were even brighter than daylight. The porters and oxcarts were busy all day long. Unloading is really like a city that never sleeps..."

"But look at it now. The lights on the pier are extinguished, the boats on the river have disappeared, the livelihood of the porters on the pier has plummeted, and the wives and children are waiting for their husbands to make money to support the family. The Dragon King case has caused uproar in the city. In the end, it is Puo Pu who suffers. Ordinary people, alas, Amitabha."

The abbot of Bailong Temple was very sad.

After all, Jin An has only arrived in Fucheng for a few months. Jin An may not have a deep understanding of the decline of Fucheng from prosperity, but the abbot of Bailong Temple, who has grown up in Fucheng since he was a child, is most familiar with Fucheng and also feels the changes in Fucheng today. The most profound person.

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Yinyi River.

Big corner.

Dragon King Temple.

The rainfall in the past few days has caused the water in the upper reaches of the river to surge. At the narrowest turning point of the Yinyi River where the Dragon King Temple is located, the water is surging into the sky. The rushing water is like a dragon and tiger roaring, deafening.

Every time the river collides with the cliffs on both sides, it sets off strong winds and waves ten feet high.

The sky collapsed.

Majestic and majestic.

Under the dark night, it is difficult to see the color of the river clearly at night, but if it is during the day, the raging river water must be like a yellow and turbid dragon winding thousands of miles long, reaching the sky and the earth, with majestic mountains and rivers.

It has been many days since the Dragon King came ashore. After the Dragon King came ashore, the Dragon King Temple here at Daguai Kou of the Yinyi River has already been completely controlled by the government.

The government posted a notice outside.

The general meaning is that recently, some people have used the case of the Dragon King to disembark to confuse the public and spread rumors to cause trouble. As a result, people in Wuzhou Prefecture who do not know the truth have been deceived. The number of people who come to the Dragon King Temple to offer incense is increasing day by day, which has caused several serious stampedes and riots. . The Dragon King Temple is temporarily under the control of the government and is temporarily closed to the public.

If there is an intruder!

If someone collides with the government office handling the case!

If there is anyone who spreads rumors and causes trouble!

The lighter case will be punished with twenty sticks, and the serious case will be punished on the spot!

Today, the Dragon King Temple has been tightly guarded by a circle of government officials and soldiers. Without the instructions from the superiors, ordinary people cannot enter at all.

Even at night, there are still many officers and soldiers patrolling outside the Dragon King Temple, and torches illuminate the Dragon King Temple.

It's raining in the sky.

The rain continued to fall so much that even the officers and soldiers on patrol were a little upset.

Everyone just likes to listen to the sound of rain quietly when they are at home. Listening to the rain hitting the mossy ancient alleys and stone steps makes people feel peaceful. But no one likes it to rain when they go out for business, because the mud on the road and wet shoe uppers can easily ruin people's mood.

When the souls of Jin'an and the abbot of Bailong Temple floated to the Dragon King Temple, they saw the scene in front of them.

This is the first time Jin An has seen the Dragon King Temple, and it is also the first time he has visited the Dragon King Temple so close. The Dragon King Temple is built on a protruding platform on the cliff.

The overall style of the Dragon King Temple is that the temple builders dug a large hole into the cliff, and then built the temple into the cliff hole, leaving only the eaves and lintel exposed.

On the platform, there are four dragon pillars carved from white marble.

The four dragon pillars are each as thick as two or three people holding them together.

This is the dry bone pile that nailed the Dragon King under the Yinyi River.

The platform protruding from the cliff in front of us is the Dragon King Platform.

On the top of the four dragon pillars, there is an iron chain as thick as a fist. The iron chain hangs in the air and extends into the Dragon King Temple.

In the Dragon King Temple at night, the river wind roars, just like the countless innocent souls who have been drowned by floods in the river since ancient times. They are trapped underwater and howl like ghosts and wolves, wailing and avenging their injustice.

Even though the Dragon King Temple was brightly lit and many candles were lit, it still gave people a dark and gloomy feeling.

Perhaps this is a common problem of all temples in the world.

Temples are neither Buddhist temples nor Taoist temples. They can easily become places that hide dirt and attract wild gods. Therefore, smaller temples usually give people the feeling of being in a haunted house.

The two souls flew into the Dragon King Temple, but the journey was smooth.

One of them is an eminent monk of Bailong Temple, adhering to the incense of the temple and the will of all living beings, and the other is the Shinto aura of the twelve righteous gods. This Dragon King Temple can only be regarded as a local temple, and it does not even have a tablet of the righteous gods. Naturally, it cannot stop the two of them. Human souls can come and go freely.

After entering the Dragon King Temple, the furnishings inside are very simple. Because the rock on the cliff is hard and it is difficult to dig the cave, the space in the cave is limited and there is only one main hall with an unobstructed view.

The main hall is only about the size of two rooms. As soon as Shenhun enters the main hall, the first thing he sees is a huge dragon head opposite the door of the main hall.

The dragon's head was carved on the cliff. The dragon's head was the grayish white color of the rock, and the carving was lifelike. It had towering horns and scales on its head, and its eyes were wide open, glaring at the world.

It seems to be breaking free from the cliff, pouring out the overwhelming resentment of being crucified under the Yinyi River into the world, raining down majestic rain, and water filling the sky and the earth.

On both sides of the huge stone dragon head, there are rows of iron stands for candles commonly seen in temples on the left and right sides.

Each row of iron shelves is divided into several levels, and they are all lit with candles at the moment.

On the temporary wooden bench and bed in the Dragon King Temple, there was a female corpse. The female corpse was wearing a bright red wedding dress. She was young and should be a young girl between fifteen and sixteen years old.

There were a lot of water stains on the wooden bed and the ground under the body of the woman in the red wedding dress. Even the wedding dress on her body had not yet dried completely. It looked like it had just been fished out of the river not long ago.

"Abbott, is this another poor woman who was sacrificed by the ignorant people to the Dragon King to be the Water Goddess, praying for good weather and for the Dragon King to appease his anger?"

Jin An had an ugly look on his face.

This is a waste of human life.

Amitabha, the abbot of Bailong Temple sighed, there is one more dead person in this world, and one more innocent soul in the sea of ​​suffering.

At this time, the night outside was getting darker, making the officers and soldiers on guard a little drowsy.

Sob--

At this moment, the lively sound of gongs, drums and suonas came. The sound of suonas was festive, like a wedding procession walking at night.

And the sound is getting closer.

He was actually coming to the Dragon King Temple.

Who doesn't get married during the day but insists on getting married at night? If it were an ordinary person, I would probably be scared out of my wits at night. After all, getting married late at night is scarier than having a funeral at night.

The person getting married is probably not marrying a living person, but a dead person.

Jin An and the abbot of Bailong Temple looked at each other in surprise. Jin An frowned: "Abbot, I have a guess."

The abbot of Bailong Temple also frowned at this time: "Amitabha, I also have a guess, but I don't know if it is the same as your guess, fellow Taoist Jin'an."

"Why don't you, fellow Taoist Jin'an, say it first?"

Jin An did not pretend to be pretentious and directly stated his guess: "The Dragon King is getting married!"

"There were villagers along the coast who sacrificed young girls to the Dragon King to be the Water Goddess. Now the bodies have been fished out of the river by officers and soldiers. I'm afraid the Dragon King is planning to come to the Dragon King Temple to forcibly marry!"

After the abbot of Bailong Temple listened, he chanted the Buddha's name. It turned out that Jin An had guessed the same thing as him.

Jin An's eyes sneered: "Today I want to see what the Dragon King is trying to do with his marriage. I will let today's happy event turn into a funeral."

Amitabha, the abbot of Bailong Temple chanted a Buddha's name to express his approval.

At this time, the whimpering sound of the suona was getting closer. It was strange to say that there was such a big noise outside, but no one on guard noticed anything unusual.

The officers and soldiers keeping watch at night didn't even make a sound.

At this time, the sound of gongs, drums and suonas from the wedding team had already reached the door of the Dragon King Temple. The two of them were surprised to see that there was no obstruction from the wedding team. The officers and soldiers standing guard outside the temple did not stop them at all. The wedding team was so huge. He entered the Dragon King Temple mightily.

A big red sedan was carried by the bearers into the Dragon King Temple. As they marched, they took three steps forward and one step back, and three steps forward and one step back. The sedan swayed, giving people a feeling of joy.

Behind the bearers, there was a large group of lively people playing gongs and drums.

The ones leading the way were four silent, tall and burly men wearing black cloth hats and red robes. Although these four people were wearing festive red robes, they were not festive at all. Instead, they were lifeless, with a gloomy wind blowing, and their bodies were filled with an aura that was more gloomy than the dead.

A woman was sitting dignifiedly in the red sedan chair.

The woman sat motionless. Although her head was covered with a red hijab and her facial features could not be seen clearly, judging from her clothes, body shape, and the details of the patterns on her wedding dress, it was clear that the woman sitting in the sedan was from the same person as the corpse of the Dragon King Temple woman. .

This is the dead soul of a woman who fell into the water!

She was carried into the temple in a red sedan by the wedding team to find the body that had been fished ashore by the government.