Chapter 206 Is there a cave in the temple?
"Old Wu!"
When he came to the backyard, Chen Yang shouted directly.
The backyard was dimly lit. It took Chen Yang a while to find the switch and turn on the lights in the yard.
I don’t know if it’s just preconceptions or psychological effects.
Under the night, the sycamore tree spread its branches and leaves, like a beast with claws exposed, lying there quietly.
The flock of birds flying above brought up gusts of wind, making the leaves rustle.
At this time, there were also many hunted small animals piled under the sycamore tree.
The blood is boiling and it is difficult to move.
“Hey!”
The sigh of the sycamore tree came to my ears, "I was woken up just as I was about to fall asleep. You are really annoying."
Chen Yang's face was full of black lines, "In this environment, you also Can you sleep? "
If you think I'm noisy, why don't you think these birds and bats are noisy?
“It’s like this every night, I’m used to it.” Wutong said.
Chen Muyu frowned, "Are you so good every night?"
The sycamore tree shook its branches, as if stretching, "Not really, it was the most violent tonight, yes, it wasn't that violent during the Ghost Festival. I don't know if it's because of you. I'm here to give you a welcome party..."
"This battle is a bit too scary." A black line crossed Chen Yang's forehead.
The Wutong tree yawned, "Are you afraid? I still hope you can settle this matter!"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Wu, You said earlier that they were probably coming for the relics of Monk Jin Ming. Does that mean that as long as the relics are taken away, the matter will be solved? "
"What you said makes sense? , Go quickly, don't disturb my sleep." Wutongshu said very perfunctorily.
"Old Wu?"
"Longdeng and the others won't give you anything." The Wutong tree sighed, "They won't even let you come into contact with the relics."
"Why?"
"How do I know why? Just ask the dragon lantern."
The Wutong tree looked very impatient.
Chen Yang looked up at it. The sycamore tree looked so mysterious under the night.
"Mr. Wu, you seem to be sick!" Chen Yang said suddenly.
"Huh?"
Wutongshu was obviously startled for a moment, and then said, "I am not only sick, but also very sick. Do you still have the medicine you gave me during the day? Hurry up and take it again Give me some..."
"Yes, I didn't bring it with me. I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Of course that was not what he meant by illness. After some hesitation, he still did not reveal the truth.
Getting rid of the sycamore tree should not be difficult for Chen Yang.
He now has insecticide in his hand, and he can kill all the bugs on it in minutes.
But in this way, the person who raises the insects will be alarmed, and the other party will be wary and afraid to show up, which will be troublesome.
In addition, he was not sure whether Wutongshu was being coerced.
As the saying goes, to eliminate evil, things must be dealt with fundamentally.
What is the purpose of this person hiding behind such a show?
Just for a relic?
Chen Yang took a deep breath, "Can you drive these things away first? It's too noisy."
"As long as I'm here, they just don't dare to come close. I'm not that It’s important to drive them away. Besides, if you drive them away today, they will come back tomorrow. What’s the point?”
"Go and sleep, they will make a fuss for a while and then leave."
The sycamore tree had a tone of indifference, as if he didn't want to care about it at all.
Crack!
A fruit fell from the tree, and Chen Yang caught it in his hand.
No trace left, pinch it open and take a look.
Sure enough, it's also bad.
The bug inside is molting, transforming into a Class B worm.
“Alas!”
Chen Yang sighed softly, squeezed him to death, and left without saying anything.
“Alas!”
In the darkness, the sycamore tree also let out a long sigh.
"Zhizhizhizhi..."
In the sky, a shadow fell.
Soon, hundreds of bats were hanging upside down on the branches of the sycamore tree.
……
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Outside the Zen room, Liu Henghu was still picking up stones and hitting birds in the sky, while Qin Zhou stood beside him, already a little numb.
"How is it?"
Seeing Chen Yang come back, Qin Li asked immediately.
Liu Henghu also looked at him.
"There is indeed something wrong with this sycamore tree, but when I look at it, it seems to be a bit hidden!"
Chen Yang shook his head, "I'm afraid we have to have a good chat with Monk Long Deng!"
The door of the Zen room opposite was tightly closed. Despite such a big movement, Long Deng and Long Yun were not seen leaving the house.
Qinzhou walked over and knocked on the door, but no one answered.
Looking back at Chen Yang and the others.
Liu Henghu shook his head, "Let's talk tomorrow."
Everyone is afraid of such a movement. Long Deng and the others are just ordinary people, how can they dare to come out?
"That's it for tonight?" Qinzhou frowned.
“What else can we do?”
Chen Yang shook his head.
The three of them stood under the eaves for a while and then returned to the meditation room.
......
That night, there was noisy outside until after two o'clock, and then the noise slowly disappeared.
Early the next morning.
The courtyard was in a mess.
The monk who went down the mountain to return to secular life last night came to become a monk again early. Under the leadership of Monk Longdeng, he was cleaning the courtyard.
The corpses of various small animals were everywhere in the yard, and those who watched the scene were heartbroken.
These monks seemed to have been used to it for a long time. While cleaning up, some were still talking and laughing.
In the corner.
Liu Henghu was chatting with Monk Longdeng about what happened last night.
Chen Yang walked over, said hello, and interrupted, "Master Long Deng, I heard that there is a relic of Master Jin Ming enshrined in the Buddhist hall. I wonder if we can have the honor to pay homage to it?"
Go directly to the topic without any twists and turns.
Hearing this, Monk Long Deng was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Of course, Master's relics are enshrined in the Diamond Hall. You can see them anytime you want..."
Chen Yang heard this , but it was a bit unexpected.
He didn’t expect Monk Long Deng to agree so readily.
Listening to Wutongshu's tone last night, he thought it wouldn't go so smoothly.
King Kong Temple.
A small room houses several Vajra Bodhisattvas.
The clay statue has a layer of color on its surface, and the workmanship is a bit rough and not meticulous.
For a small temple like this to be able to do this, it’s pretty good.
On the wall facing the door, there is a shrine. Incense candles are burning in front of the shrine, and a black lacquered wooden box is placed in the shrine.
Monk Longdeng led them to the shrine, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the shrine respectfully.
He reached out and pressed on the box, and the lid popped up.
In the box, there is a small object, which should be a finger bone, light red, and looks like a translucent jade.
“This is the relic left by Master!”
Monk Longdeng looked pious, "After the master passed away, he burned two relics, one of which was sent to Baoguo Temple as an offering. This is the remaining one!"
Chen Yang said, "Why not Send them all to Baoguo Temple?"
Long Deng smiled bitterly and said, "This is Master Jin Ming's last wish!"
"Oh?"
Everyone heard this. Shocked.
Long Deng shook his head and said nothing.
“Can you take it out and take a look?”
Qinzhou said abruptly.
Everyone turned to look at him, and he realized that this request might be a bit offensive.
The dragon lantern announced the name of the Buddha and said, "If you think about it carefully, it seems that since this relic was enshrined here, strange things have happened at night!"
"Oh?"
Liu Henghu frowned, with a bit of surprise on his face, "Could it be that he really came here for the relic?"
Long Deng shook his head, expressing his understanding.
Chen Yang used the system to find out the physical condition of Long Deng. He was just an ordinary person with a physique of around 50.
I don’t know the dragon lantern, but in the entire Jianfeng Temple, there is not a dozen monks with a physique exceeding 100.
These are ordinary people.
"How about enshrining this relic in another place?" Liu Henghu said tentatively.
I want to know if it has something to do with the relic. Can I just remove it?
“No?”
Long Dengruo shook his head decisively, “Don’t move. Master Jin Ming ordered before he died that this relic can only be enshrined here and cannot go anywhere, otherwise the temple There will be a big disaster here!”
"Oh?"
The three of them were a little surprised. They never expected that the dragon lantern would have such a big reaction. Chen Yang asked in surprise, "What kind of disaster will happen?"
"I don't know!"
Long Deng shook his head, "Anyway, before his death, the master has repeatedly confessed that no matter what What happened? This relic must be kept in the temple. Since it is Master Jin Ming’s order, we must abide by it.”
"Hey, this monk Jin Ming is really good at beating dumb fans!" Qinzhou smiled, a little jokingly.
Chen Yang said abruptly, "Master Long Deng, do you know about the underground palace?"
"The underground palace?"
Long Deng was startled, "What underground palace?"
< br>“You don’t know?”
Chen Yang looked at him in surprise, "You are Master Jin Ming's apprentice. Master Jin Ming never told you about the Bamian Mountain Underground Palace before his death?"
Long Deng was a little confused.
He looked towards Liu Henghu.
Liu Henghu briefly explained the situation to him.
Long Deng suddenly understood, but there was a bit of surprise on his face, "Normally, Master only teaches us how to sing sutras, and has not told us about other things. You just mentioned the underground palace, I thought, You are talking about the crypts in our temple..."
"Is there a crypt in the temple?" Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly.
Long Deng nodded, "That was a place of retreat when Master was still alive. We were not allowed to enter!"
The three of them looked at each other, as if there was something wrong with them. Same hunch.
"Master Longdeng, can you take us to the cave to have a look?" Liu Henghu said immediately.
Since it is the place where Monk Jin Ming meditates, there may be some useful clues left behind.
"This..."
Long Deng was obviously in a dilemma.
Chen Yang said, "Now that something like this has happened, we have to find a way to figure out the reason..."
"Okay!"
Long Deng hesitated again and again, as if to do something After making a certain decision, he immediately asked Chen Yang and the others to help move the shrine in front of him.
A hole covered by wooden boards appeared on the ground under the shrine.
The three of them were a little surprised. The entrance to the cave was actually right here.
The dragon lantern opened the wooden board, and a dark hole appeared in front of the three people.
The entrance of the cave is one meter and a half wide, and a wooden ladder leans against the wall of the cave and extends to the bottom.
Long Deng took the lead and walked down directly.
Chen Yang was also cautious, fearing an accident, so he let Qin Zhou stay on the ground, and he followed Liu Henghu down.
......
Going down the wooden ladder, more than ten meters away, a passage appeared in front of Chen Yang.
The floor and walls are paved with bluestone, and the space is quite spacious. The light is dim, and it is difficult to see where the passage leads.
“This underground cave has existed since the temple was built. It has a history of one or two hundred years ago. It is said that one of the eight kings of Pingtian Sect, Yiwang Shidakai, sent people to build it. It is in our county. It is recorded in the county annals that the stones used to build the walls were all dug from the mountains. It must have cost a lot of manpower and material resources..."
Monk Long Deng acted like a tour guide. He also introduced the situation of this cave to Chen Yang and the others, and even sighed to himself as he spoke.
There was no electricity in the cave, but there were oil lamps on the walls. Monk Long Deng lit the oil lamps, and it soon became bright.
He took off the oil lamp and led the two of them inside.
There is no sunshine all year round. The air in the passage is still circulated, but it is a bit cold.
On both sides of the passage, there are about a dozen large and small stone rooms, but they are basically empty. There are only one or two rooms with some useless debris piled up.
When they reached the end of the passage, a larger wooden door appeared in front of them.
There is a big lock on the wooden door. At this time, the door is locked.
The dragon lamp monk took out a bunch of keys and asked Liu Henghu to hold the oil lamp for him. After rummaging for a while, he found the correct key and unlocked the door.
"Master usually meditates here, and usually we are not allowed to come close. You can go in and see for yourself."
Long Deng put away the key, left a word, and turned around Gone.
The two looked at each other and carefully opened the door.
Crunch.
As soon as the door of the stone room opened, Chen Yang's brows furrowed.
The air inside is a bit dirty, exuding a faint musty smell.
Liu Henghu also had the same serious expression.
They are all familiar with this smell.
In the stone room, the furnishings are very simple.
A cabinet, a row of bookshelves, and a futon.
There is a small table in front of the futon. On the table are a cup, a wooden fish, and a scripture.
It can be said that the family is surrounded by walls and can be seen at a glance.
The two walked around the stone room and found no useful clues.
"Brother Tiger, do you smell it? There seems to be a fishy smell in the stone room, like the smell of blood."
Chen Yang twitched his nose, trying to find the source of the fishy smell. source.
"Yeah."
Chen Yang could smell it, and there was no reason why Liu Henghu couldn't smell it. He stood in front of the bookshelf and directly pushed the bookshelf away.
On the stone wall behind the bookshelf, there is another wooden door.
As you get closer to the wooden door, the smell of blood becomes even more obvious.
There was no lock on the door, but it was a bit heavy. Liu Henghu stood in front and pushed it open with a lot of effort.
The smell of blood came to my face.
Chen Yang took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and took a photo inside.
Before he could see the situation clearly, a strong wind blew in his face.
A vague figure rushed towards him. This sudden move frightened Chen Yang. It was almost a conditioned reflex and he punched him directly.
"Bang..."
Chen Yang felt his arm shake and took a step back, but Liu Henghu reached out to steady him.
But that figure flew out directly, falling into the darkness with the sound of shaking iron chains.
"Who?"
Liu Henghu stepped forward and stood in front of Chen Yang. He raised the oil lamp high in his hand and shouted loudly.
With the light, you can see that this is a spacious stone room.
Surrounded by smooth stone walls, it was cold and damp, and the air exuded a strong smell of blood.
A figure stood in the shadow of the corner.
He was tall and thin, with disheveled hair, bare hands and feet, and wearing a rag, his head buried so that his face could not be seen clearly.
Only two blood-red eyes could be seen under the disheveled hair.
His hands and feet were chained with long chains and tied to the surrounding walls, like a tortured prisoner.
Behind him, there were many dead small animal carcasses piled on the ground, and this was where the strong smell of blood came from.
“Oh my god, why is there still someone locked up here?” Chen Yang’s face was filled with astonishment.
Liu Henghu was not much better.
At this moment, he was afraid that he had countless questions in his mind. He held the oil lamp and approached the man.
"Brother Tiger, be careful, this man is quite powerful." Chen Yang reminded.
I just punched this man. In fact, he didn't get any benefits. Even if this man's strength is not as strong as him, I'm afraid it's not much different.
The man may have stayed in the dark environment for too long and was a little afraid of light, so he subconsciously raised his hands to avoid it.
"Who are you?"
Liu Henghu didn't dare to get too close. With a distance of two or three meters, even if the other party suddenly attacked, he would have time to react.
"Ho ho..."
The man didn't speak either, he just let out a low roar from his throat, like some kind of crazy beast.
The eyes hidden under the hair were full of hostility, glaring fiercely at Liu Henghu, like a lion about to choose someone to devour.
"Xiaoyang, go and call Long Deng in."
The other party didn't speak, and they couldn't confirm his identity, so they could only ask Long Deng to come.
"Be careful yourself."
Chen Yang warned, turned around and retreated very simply.
A few minutes later, the dragon lantern that was receiving tourists at the gate of the temple was invited to the cave by Chen Yang.
Liu Henghu stood leaning against the door of the stone room, breathing heavily and his face turned red from holding back.
"Ah..."
A strange and harsh scream came from the stone room, and the person in the room was only two meters away from them.
He has disheveled hair and a ferocious face.
Like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, he raised his hands high and tried to get close to Chen Yang and others, but was pulled by the chains and could only roar in anger.
The chain was stretched straight, making a rattling sound, as if it would break at any moment.
"Brother Hu, are you okay?"
Liu Henghu probably had sex with him just now. It seemed that he didn't get any benefits.
Liu Henghu calmed down and shook his head gently. He turned to look at the monk Long Deng next to him who was so frightened that his face was livid, "Master Long Deng, who is this person? Why is he locked up here?"
He had just asked the man in the stone room, but unfortunately, the other man seemed to have lost his mind, either crying, laughing, or screaming, and even attacked him directly.
He is like a madman.
Furthermore, this madman’s strength is not low. In terms of strength alone, he is definitely above him.
Long Deng has long been frightened out of his wits by such a scene.
It wasn’t until Liu Henghu slapped him on the shoulder that he suddenly woke up and came back to his senses.
He bravely leaned forward and looked at it carefully.
"Uncle Jintan?"
The expression on Long Deng's face suddenly changed from fear to shock.
(End of this chapter)