Chapter 1644 Ling Xiaozi
“This matter is important, Master, let me prepare for it.”
Although he said this, Jiang Cheng slowly backed away, and when he returned to Ye Qiutang’s side, he grabbed her He squeezed Ye Qiutang's hand holding the candle with his hand.
Ye Qiutang understood instantly and quietly took half a step back, hiding behind Fatty Jiangcheng. He took out the fire stick and planned to light the candle.
Almost at the same time, there were dense footsteps outside the Sutra Pavilion, and there was a faint flicker of fire. The monks holding torches were rushing here.
"Donor, don't move!" There was a hint of urging in the abbot's voice, "Those vain thoughts have noticed you, Donor Jiang, hurry! It's too late!"
See How could Jiang Cheng still not understand at this point that there is something very wrong with this so-called abbot, and this Sutra Pavilion is basically a trap!
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? Every time they planned to light the candles, the monks outside would come here.
This is clearly someone giving them a tip. No, no, it’s remote control! This abbot is in the same group as those evil monks outside!
Huicong is the only good person in the whole precepts-holding temple!
Jiang Cheng had heard similar stories about the obeisances and chants that the abbot asked Jiang Cheng to do. In the remote mountain villages in the northeast, there was a saying that Huang Pizi asked for a seal. It was said that Huang Pizi, who had the opportunity, would open the graves of the dead and follow them according to his wishes. They dress up like corpses and even take off the dead people's clothes to wear themselves.
Slowly learn to speak human language, learn to stand up straight, and walk on only two hind legs. After practicing to a certain level, you will hide on the side of a remote road in the dead of night, waiting for someone to appear, and then suddenly appear. Ask people what it looks like.
If someone is deceived, bows and kowtows to it three times, and says it looks like a human being, then this yellow-skinned person will greatly improve his cultivation and obtain human body.
But if you are determined and say that it is just a yellow-skinned person, or even slap it with the sole of your shoe, then the yellow-skinned person's moral character will be ruined, and even if it runs away, it will not survive for a few days. .
After thinking about this, Jiangcheng had an idea in mind. At this time, the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and the abbot's urging voice became more urgent, "Donor, what are you still hesitating about? Hurry up. ! ”
Jiang Cheng pushed the fat man away, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and knelt down in the direction where the abbot's voice came from. Jiang Cheng knocked his head firmly to the ground with a "bang" sound.
“Amitabha, good, good!” The abbot’s voice was full of joy.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng stood up and shouted: "Evil beast! Die!"
"Ah!! Donor, you are..."
" Bang!”
"You evil beast, die!"
"Bang!"
"You evil beast, die!"
As Jiang Cheng shouted louder and louder , the abbot let out a piercing scream, and Fatty and Ye Qiutang had to cover their ears. Even so, Ye Qiutang seemed to be greatly stimulated, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was twisted in pain and fell to his knees. .
At the same time, the footsteps and the flickering firelight outside also dispersed and left as if fleeing.
A moment later, when Jiang Cheng was dragging Ye Qiutang and planning to leave here with the fat man, a righteous voice sounded behind him.
"Immeasurable...Tianzun!!"
As soon as this voice came out, it dispersed the turbid air in the Golden Pavilion like wind and lingering clouds. This change also made Jiang Cheng pause.
“Huh——” Someone in the darkness let out a long breath, and later a slightly aged voice sounded, “Everyone, please stay, poor fellow Ling Xiaozi, thank you so much, little friend Jiang, for your help.”
< br>"Ling...Ling Xiaozi?" The fat man turned around and stared at the darkness in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment. He had just finished dealing with the abbot, but why did another Taoist priest appear?
"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng instinctively became wary.
"Don't panic, little friend Jiang. Ling Xiaozi, the poor master of Qingfeng Temple, would like to thank little friend Jiang again for his help."
This time Jiang Cheng was too lazy to play riddles with him and directly snatched the candle from Ye Qiutang's hand. Hehuo Zhezi was about to be lit, but he wanted to see what the hell was going on in this place.
"Little friend Jiang, wait a minute!" The Taoist who called himself Ling Xiaozi interrupted.
"What? You want to lie to us too?"
Anyway, they had already broken up. Instead of stopping, Jiang Cheng's movements moved faster. He was still worried about the situation outside. After all, the abbot was fake, so Huiqing's betrayal was most likely fake. Song Tianming and others The situation can be imagined.
“My little friend has misunderstood. Pindao does not mean any harm. He just wants to remind the little friend that everything is true at night and false during the day. But now Pindao looks miserable. I am worried that it has scared the little friend. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the candle in Jiang Cheng's hand lit up. As the light of the fire dissipated the darkness little by little, the scene in front of him made Ye Qiutang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
I saw a large wooden bed ten meters away in front of me, and an extremely fat monk lay on his side on the wooden bed. The monk's face was covered with sores, his facial features were blurred, and his two eyes were squeezed together. The seams all over his body were falling downwards, and they were piled there like a mountain of rotting meat.
The monk has more than a dozen swords inserted all over his body, and there are countless Taoist talismans attached to his flesh.
This is not the most terrifying thing. From the rotten flesh drooping under the monk's belly, half of his body actually grew out diagonally. The man's exposed upper body was dressed in yellow robes, with a purple gold crown on his head, and his hands were holding magic formulas. Although his body was dyed It's not hard to tell from the blood stains that he looks like an immortal.
"Don't be afraid. Not long ago, little friend Jiang destroyed this evil body. For the time being...it won't wake up for the time being." Ling Xiaozi said with relief.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng and others noticed that behind Monk Roshan and the swallowed Ling Xiaozi, there was a huge statue of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The three people in Jiangcheng were a little confused. Looking at the layout, it was the Sutra Pavilion of some temple. It was clearly a Taoist temple!
"You are right, this is not a precepts-holding temple at all. This is the Qingfeng Temple of Pindao. What you have seen before is an illusion created by this evil spirit! You have all been deceived by it. ! ”
Through Ling Xiaozi's next narration, the three people in Jiangcheng roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter. It turned out that Ling Xiaozi, who was in Qingfeng Temple not long ago, received a request for help from Buddhism, saying that his old acquaintance Master Fuji was possessed by evil thoughts during the retreat. Disturbed, there are already signs of being possessed.
After the unconscious Master Fuji was sent to Qingfeng Temple, Ling Xiaozi realized that this matter was not trivial, so he immediately gathered people, burned incense, and chose an auspicious day to hold the Demon Sealing Ceremony in the Sanqing Hall. .
But no one expected that this evil spirit had become a climate and suddenly broke out during the process of sealing the demon. Not only did it take away the body of Master Fuji, but it also used evil methods to devour all the people present. .
There were 8 eminent Buddhist monks and 26 Taoist monks present. Except for a direct disciple of Ling Xiao who had a lucky escape because he had a demon-suppressing picture tattooed on his back, the rest all died. In this Sanqing Palace. (End of this chapter)