White Bone Monkey King

Jin An looked around at the dark, ghostly Buddhist temple:

"When I was in the ashram of the dojo, someone once told me about a strange thing that a temple builder had encountered."

"That village was called Leigongjian Village. They wanted to build a temple to pray for rain. The temple builders found a geomantic treasure and began to instruct the villagers to drive piles to build the temple. As a result, they accidentally hit an ancient tomb. Several villagers built the temple without telling them because they were greedy for money. People secretly entered the ancient tomb to steal treasures, but in the end only a bloody villager escaped who had his skin and facial features removed. Only then did the temple builder learn that someone was carrying him down to the ancient tomb, so he hurriedly brought some men with good zodiac signs. , possessing a heavy Yang Qi and a hard life, he went down to the ancient tomb to save someone, but the person was not rescued, and half of them were left in the tomb."

Mr. Yiyun: "What happened next?"

Jin An didn't say anything, and grabbed Master Yiyun's palm. Master Yiyun frowned and pulled away his hand, scolding Jin An for not being serious. Jin An didn't say anything, but wrote on the palm of Master Yiyun's hand, with the fingertips A light touch brought the tingling sensation of skin-to-skin contact. Young Master Yiyun saw that Jin An's eyes were calm and there was no dirty thoughts in them. She struggled a few times symbolically and continued to let Jin An hold her hand.

This was the first time she had been so close to someone.

The content of what Jin An wrote on his palm for the first time——

People are listening, and so are ghosts.

He looked up at the other person first, and when he saw the other person nodding, he continued to write a sentence——

"The temple builder knew that the problem lay with the tomb itself and not the owner of the tomb. He knelt down and kowtowed to the tomb three times and promised to kill pigs and sheep every year. Only then did he successfully escape with the villagers."

Mr. Yiyun was thoughtful.

It is not uncommon for some old objects to conjure up evil spirits. For example, the stairs in an old house will have one more step, for example, people often hang themselves in the old locust tree, and for example, the eyes of cats and dogs at home are becoming more and more narrow and human-like.

These have a limited scope of influence, and there are also those that have a larger scope of evil, such as dumpling shops that only appear in midnight alleys, ghost ships that wander at sea, and ghost tombs like the one encountered by the temple builders.

Some people say that this is an old object that has become spiritual.

Some people also say that this is a nourishment for the human heart.

Some people say that this is an obsession after death.

There are any explanations.

But one thing is for sure.

There is no shortage of folk stories about old objects coming back to life.

As the old saying goes.

No wind, no wave.

Some things don't just happen.

This was once a Buddhist country, with countless blessings from believers. A large number of monks and believers worshiped and chanted sutras devoutly at these Buddhist halls day and night. In addition, this place is also a very yin place, and there are too many blessings and obsessions from all living beings. It is reasonable for these old objects to come back to life one day.

Don't talk about ghosts in the middle of the night. People like to hear them, but ghosts like to hear them even more.

Since there are no evil spirits here, it is just an old object that cannot move or run around. The two of them did not want to cause trouble in the dark night. After safely exiting the temple, they turned to investigate the stone Buddhas carved on the cliffs.

In fact, there are no clues on these big stone Buddha statues. If there were any clues, Jin An would have discovered them long ago when he smashed them all up during the day.

It seems that whether it is a large stone Buddha statue or a Buddhist temple, they are all old objects that are attached to obsessions.

Because the yang energy is strong during the day, it will not cause trouble, and only the yin energy will come out to cause trouble at night.

Jin'an and Mr. Yiyun are both brave masters with great skills. After staying outside for so long, they have no intention of going back. They want to continue to study the secrets of this Buddhist country in the dark, but at this moment, a fierce force comes from the sky. The explosion exploded brightly, and the blazing thunder tore through the sky, followed by a huge explosion above the head, with a sound that shook the heaven and the earth.

"It's going to rain. Let's go back to Ayimaimaiti and the others first."

Not long after the two returned to their residence, it rained heavily again.

"What is the obsession with chanting sutras every night in these Buddhist halls and stone Buddhas? Are those Sanskrit sutras really the rain prayer mantras in the desert?" Standing in the house to hide from the rain, Jin An looked at the person standing next to him. Mr. Yiyun is watching the rain.

Speaking of those Sanskrit chants asking for life, even Mr. Yiyun shook his head solemnly: "Those Sanskrit scriptures are not like known orthodox scriptures, and I have never heard them. I can only know the original Buddhist scriptures with annotations. What is the purpose of them chanting sutras every night!”

The heavy rain tonight was still the same as last night, and it stopped soon.

A night of silence.

the next day.

In order to hurry up and discover this Buddhist country as soon as possible, the five people and one bird continued on their way at dawn.

In the next two days, the team encountered no danger, as if all their previous worries were unnecessary.

If there is anything unusual, it is that the deeper you go into the Buddhist Kingdom along the cliff paths on both sides, the more luxuriant the cold plants in the valley become. The valley is already covered with ancient vines and old trees, as well as those inexplicable and terrifying sounds and sounds after nightfall. The sound of the Ming Sanskrit became louder.

There is bad news and good news. The only good news is that if their direction is not too deviated and they have been going deep into the desert, they have already been deep into the Skyfire Desert for three days.

On this day, they went deeper into the Great Rift Valley. The vegetation and ancient vines they saw along the way were as lush as a primitive jungle. The ancient trees on the cliffs were lush and green, with many ugly musk roots hanging down like horned dragons. The cliffs were covered with green. Plants, no exposed earth and rocks can be seen. Even the cliff paths, plank roads, and buildings are almost completely covered with tangled old tree roots, ancient trees, and ancient vines as thick as a human arm.

People walking on the cliff paths and those suspended plank roads feel like walking in a heavenly palace, with vast and magnificent scenery.

At this point, they already needed to cut through thorns before they could move forward.

But there are only two places where no vegetation grows, namely the majestic and huge ancient Buddha statues on the cliff and the Buddhist temple.

There is no longer a Buddhist temple here, but a more grandiose golden-domed Buddhist temple. Even the buildings along the way have become much more refined. It should be that we have reached the upper level of the Buddhist kingdom.

"Even the Buddhist country likes to divide people into three, six or nine grades. It seems that there is no other shore or pure land in this world." Aheqi muttered.

Ayimaimaiti glared at Aheqi: "You don't believe in Buddha. You don't care whether he has a pure land or not."

Aheqi: "Aren't I just expressing my feelings about life casually?"

Ayimaimaiti: "You don't believe what kind of life the Buddha lamented about. This is a Buddhist country after all. Please be more careful what you say."

Aheqi was frustrated and waved his knife to clear the way.

Benny, who was also cutting through thorns and clearing the way, was gloating and snickering from the sidelines.

Just when Aheqi and Benny were arguing, scarlet blood stains appeared on the cliff path. The blood stains were still bright red, indicating that they were left recently.

Ayimaimaiti squatted beside the blood, looked at Jin An and guessed: "Could it be that the two waves of people who came down before bumped into each other and were killed?"

Jin An, who was also squatting next to the blood stains and observing, reached out and touched the blood. The temperature in the desert was cold at night and the blood had coagulated, indicating that the blood had been at least one night, but it should not have been longer, because the blood stains were still Bright red.

After listening to Ayimaimaiti's guess, Jin An shook his head: "The blood stains are very small, and they are not splash injuries. It should not be an encounter between the two parties, otherwise the blood stains on the ground cannot be just this small."

"What do you mean, Taoist Master Jin'an?"

Jin An stood up and said, "Let's go, follow the blood stains and catch up."