Holy Bone

Chapter 193 Night Visit to the Dragon King Temple, Dragon King Gets Married
"Since Fellow Daoist can't sleep, and the old monk can't sleep either, why don't you and the old monk get out of their bodies tonight to explore the reality of the Dragon King Terrace in Yinyijiang?"

Faced with the invitation from the abbot of Bailong Temple, Jin An was surprised.

"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 together in front of his chest, shook his head and smiled wryly, and replied: "During the days when I was framed and imprisoned in the dungeon by my fellow disciples, I never imagined that so many major events would happen in Fucheng. Just today, when I was rescued from the dungeon , someone handed a letter to the old monk."

"The letter was sent to Bailong Temple by Lord Fuyin yesterday. When the civil strife in Bailong Temple was quelled today, this letter was found in Huichang's house, and then passed to the old monk."

"The content of the letter is roughly that Mr. Fu Yin intends to gather capable people and experts from all walks of life within these two days to quell the disaster of the Dragon King case."

"That's why I want to go to the Dragon King Terrace personally to find out the reality of the Yinyi River, so that I can make some preparations in advance."

After the abbot of Bailong Temple finished speaking, he smiled and said: "Originally, I still have some concerns about this trip. I am afraid that the road ahead will be a bit dangerous when I go to Dragon King Terrace this time. I just didn't expect to meet fellow Taoist Jin'an outside the temple. , which was a surprise."

"Fellow Daoist Jin'an's brilliance is naturally unquestionable. If fellow Daoist Jin'an helps out, great things will be accomplished tonight, so I want to have the cheek to invite Fellow Daoist Jin'an to accompany me to the Dragon King Terrace."

"If it's true, this old man is also gaining the honor of Fellow Daoist Jin'an."

The abbot of Bailong Temple spoke highly of Jin'an.

Ahem, Jin An was embarrassed, blushing and dry ears after being praised by the abbot, but fortunately, he is in a state of ecstasy now, and there are no capillaries on his face to make him blush.

However, Jin An was indeed a little moved by the proposal of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

It's just that Jin'an hesitated a little when he thought that Longwangtai was tens of miles away from Fucheng by water.

Just now.

A Yuanshen voice sounded in Jin An's heart, and Jin An showed surprise.

He bowed to the golden Buddha statue to thank him, and then agreed to the invitation of the abbot of Bailong Temple.

Just now Master Huizhen in the Buddha statue promised him that if Jin'an trusted him and Bailong Temple, Jin'an could entrust the safety of the five internal organs Taoist temple to him and Bailong Temple.

When Master Huizhen is there, the Taoist temple of the five viscera is there.

For Master Huizhen and the abbot of Bailong Temple, Jin'an trusts him at ease, because anyone who has evil intentions or plots against him dare not look directly at him.

But the two people in front of him treated him frankly and their eyes were sincere, which showed that both of them were eminent monks who acted openly and aboveboard.

Now that Master Huizhen had promised, Jin An, who had long been curious about the Dragon King Terrace and the Dragon King Temple, immediately agreed to the invitation of the abbot of the White Dragon Temple.

Afterwards, a Taoist primordial spirit in five-color Taoist robes, and a Sakyamuni image of an old monk in cassocks, flew together in the dark night sky to the Dragon King Terrace on the Yinyi River, dozens of miles away.

But Jin An was a little curious.

Dragon King Terrace is hundreds of miles away from Fucheng by waterway, even if it is a straight-line distance, it is tens of miles. How did the abbot of Bailong Temple in front of him travel such a long distance at night after his soul came out of his body?
Because he has the Liuding Liujia talisman granted three times, he has tried it before, and his current night travel limit is 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 prayer beads.

The abbot of Bailong Temple clasped his hands together in front of his chest, while twirling the rosary and chanting Buddhist scriptures, he saw the golden light of the Buddha on the rosary, and then he rode the wind and waves with him, sailing out of the city at night a few feet above the ground.

As soon as the soul came out of Fucheng, the wind roared in front of the river, and the wind was strong.

After nightfall, the waves of the Yinyi River are roaring, and a large amount of evil water vapor is wrapped around the sharp winds on the river, sweeping in all directions, which can hurt people's spirits.

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

One is the abbot of the monastery who is powerful in Buddhism, and the other is the guardian soul of the twelve gods.

So in the eyes of ordinary people, the river wind and damp and cold water vapor can make people's souls fall, but in the eyes of the two of them, they are commonplace.

As long as you don't think about it, don't take the initiative to dive into the water, and don't take the initiative to dip into the dark water, it won't cause any real harm to the soul.

After leaving Fucheng, a monk's soul drifted along the river bank to Longwangtai.

But at this time, they passed by the place where a bride wearing a water god was salvaged ashore during the daytime yesterday.

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

"Could it be that another upstream village is offering sacrifices to the Yinyi River to marry the Dragon King to the Water Goddess?"

Jin An frowned displeased.

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

The abbot of Bailong Temple couldn't bear to proclaim the Buddha's name, and said to Jin'an.

Jin An nodded. After the two approached, they realized that it was not a corpse, but a soul. The woman's soul was floating under the water without moving, but she refused to leave.

Jin An was surprised.

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

"Could it be that this soul belongs to the water goddess who was salvaged from the river yesterday?"

The water is not only the road to the underworld, which can cross people to the underworld, but also the mysterious evil spirit, which can trap the souls of the dead and prevent the dead who drowned or died in vain from running ashore to make trouble.

Because people who drown in the water either commit suicide or die in vain, and death in vain is full of resentment, and suicide is also due to the intrigue of people's hearts.

Therefore, it is easier for people who drown in the water to come out and make trouble.

That's why Jin'an had the above guesses.

He wondered if the soul couldn't catch up with the body, and after the body was salvaged, the soul was still trapped in the water, so it kept lingering and refusing to leave?
"Amitabha, I also heard people mention some recent events in Fucheng today, but I have some impressions about the water god lady who was salvaged ashore yesterday."

The abbot of Bailong Temple pondered for a while, and continued: "Why don't we temporarily take away the dead soul of the female benefactor today, and after confirming the identity of the water god empress tomorrow, if it is really the same person, we will take away the dead soul of the female benefactor. Return the body again."

"These three souls and seven spirits can't find the bones, just like duckweed without roots, a wanderer who has left home, and will only end up as a lonely ghost, dying with resentment stuck in his throat. And with this mouth If there is resentment, people cannot be reincarnated, and they will never enter reincarnation."

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

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

Then, the abbot of Bailong Temple next to him took out a copper bowl engraved with the swastika from the wide cuff of his cassock.

"Amitabha."

"When will it be time for revenge?"

"The donor should not be obsessed, 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 copper bowl with the swastika in his other hand, and gently scooped the river water.

A strange thing happened.

The swastika copper bowl seems to be as big as it can accommodate hundreds of rivers. It seems to be small in size, but when it is lightly scooped into the river water, the river water and soul are put into the swastika copper bowl together.

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

In the bronze swastika bowl, there is clear water, reflecting the bright moon above the head.The copper bowl with the swastika character is only two or three palms in size, but it feels like the bright moon shining in the ancient pool, giving people a trace of the ancient pool polished by years, and the soul of the young woman floats in the ancient pool and remains motionless.

It seems that the background of this Bailong Temple is really rich.

Even the Buddhist magic weapon can be brought out by the spirit out of the body.

After the abbot of Bailong Temple took away the dead souls in the water, he put the copper swastika bowl into the cuff of his cassock. It seemed that the eminent monk was not worried that the water in the bronze swastika bowl would be overturned.

Then the two continued their night cruise along the river.

At this time, the river bank was pitch black, as silent as the gate of hell, the river surface was deep and pitch black, generally ten or twenty feet deep, and even the deepest reached forty or fifty feet deep.

Therefore, the moonlight projected on the vast river surface is swallowed by the deep river water, and there is not even a reflection of the sparkling water.

"According to the past, the boats on Fucheng River Road were densely and bustling. Even in the middle of the night, there was still an endless stream of passenger ships and merchant ships on the river, and the lights on the wharf were like daylight. Unloading, it's really like a city that never sleeps..."

"But look now, the ever-burning lights at the pier have gone out, the boats on the river have disappeared, the livelihood of the porters on the pier has plummeted, and the wives and children are all waiting for their husbands to earn money to support their families. Ordinary people of the masses, ah, Amitabha Buddha."

The abbot of Bailong Temple spoke with great embarrassment.

After all, Jin An has only been in Fucheng for a few months. Jin An may not have a deep impression of Fucheng from its prosperity to its withering, but the abbot of Bailong Temple, who grew up in Fucheng since he was a child, is most familiar with Fucheng, and also feels the changes in Fucheng. Deepest people.

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Yinyi River.

big corner.

Dragon King Temple.

The rain in the past few days has caused the upstream river to soar. The narrowest bend of the Yinyi River where the Dragon King Temple is located, the river is surging, and the rushing water roars like a dragon and a tiger, which is deafening.

Every time the river collided with the cliffs on both sides, it set off a gust of wind and waves ten feet high.

Crashed.

Majestic and majestic.

Under the dark night, the color of the river at night cannot be seen clearly, but in the daytime, the raging river must be like a yellow turbid dragon winding thousands of miles long, piercing the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers are majestic.

A few days have passed since the case of the Dragon King going ashore. Following the occurrence of the case of the Dragon King going ashore, the Dragon King Temple here at Daguaikou on 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 Dragon King's landing case to confuse the public and spread rumors, causing people in Wuzhou Prefecture to be bewitched without knowing the truth. .The Dragon King Temple is temporarily controlled by the government and is temporarily closed to the public.

If there are trespassers!
If there is someone who collides with the government office!
If there are rumormongers!
The light ones will be sentenced to twenty sticks, and the severe ones will be executed on the spot!
Today's Dragon King Temple has been tightly guarded by a circle of yamen servants and soldiers. Without the order from above, ordinary people cannot enter at all.

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

It was cloudy and rainy.

The rain continued so that even the officers and soldiers in charge of patrolling were a little upset.

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

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

This was the first time Jin An saw the Dragon King Temple, and it was also the first time he visited the Dragon King Temple at such a close distance. The Dragon King Temple was built on a platform protruding from the cliff.

The overall style of the Dragon King Temple is that a large hole was dug out of the cliff wall by temple repairers, and then the temple was built in the cliff hole, only the eaves and lintels were exposed.

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

Each of the four dragon pillars is as thick as two or three people hugging each other.

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

And the platform protruding from the cliff in front of me is the Dragon King Terrace.

On the top of the four dragon pillars, each has a fist-thick iron chain, which hangs in the air and extends into the Dragon King Temple.

In the Dragon King Temple at night, the river wind howls, just like countless innocent souls who have been drowned by floods in the river since ancient times, trapped in the water, howling ghosts and wolves, wailing and redressing their grievances.

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

Perhaps this is the common fault of all temples in the world.

Temples are neither Buddhist temples nor Taoist temples, and they can easily become places where filth is hidden and wild gods are attracted, so some smaller temples usually give people the feeling of a shack.

The two souls flew into the Dragon King Temple, but they went all the way without hindrance.

One of them is an eminent monk of Bailong Temple, adhering to the incense of the temple and the vows of all living beings, and the other has the divine aura of the twelve righteous gods. This Dragon King Temple can only be regarded as a local temple. People's spirits come and go freely.

After entering the Dragon King Temple, the furnishings inside are very simple. Because the cliffs and rocks are hard, it is difficult to dig the caves, so the space in the caves is limited, and there is only one main hall, which can be seen at a glance.

The main hall is only about the size of two rooms. As soon as the soul enters the main hall, the first thing it sees is a huge faucet facing the entrance of the main hall.

The dragon's head was carved out of the cliff. The dragon's head is off-white in color, and it is carved lifelike.

As if trying to break free from the cliff, it poured out its monstrous resentment of being crucified under the Yinyi River towards the world, and rained down majestic rain, flooding the sky and the earth.

On both sides of the huge stone-carved faucet, on the left and right sides, there are a row of iron candle holders of the kind commonly seen in temples.

Each row of iron frames is divided into several layers, and they are all filled with candles at the moment.

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

The body of the woman in the red wedding dress was on the wooden bed and the ground, and there were many water stains flowing. Even the wedding dress on her body was not completely dry. It looked like it had just been salvaged from the river.

"Abbot, is this another poor woman who was sacrificed by the ignorant people to the Dragon King as the goddess of water, praying for good weather and the Dragon King's anger?"

Jin An had an ugly look on his face.

This is a disregard for human life.

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

At this time, the night outside gradually darkened, making the officers and soldiers in charge of guard a little drowsy.

sobbing--

At this moment, there was lively beating of gongs and drums and the sound of suona. The sound of suona was festive, like a wedding party walking at night.

And the sound is getting closer.

It was actually coming towards the Dragon King Temple.

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

The person who gets married is probably not married to a living person, but to 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 conjecture, but I don't know if it is the same as your conjecture."

"Why don't you talk first, Fellow Daoist Jin'an?"

Jin An was not hypocritical, and directly expressed his conjecture: "The Dragon King is married!"

"A villager along the coast sacrificed a young girl to the Dragon King as the Goddess of Water. Now that the body has been salvaged from the river by the officers and soldiers, I am afraid that the Dragon King is planning to come to the Dragon King Temple to marry her forcibly!"

After listening to it, the abbot of Bailong Temple chanted the Buddha's name, and it turned out that Jin An was exactly as he had guessed.

Jin An's eyes sneered: "Today, I want to see what the Dragon King is trying to show when he gets married. I will let today's happy event become a funeral event."

Amitabha, the abbot of Bailong Temple chanted a Buddhist name, expressing his agreement.

At this time, the sobbing suona sound of getting married was getting closer, which was strange to say, but none of the officers and soldiers on watch noticed anything unusual about such a big commotion outside.

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

At this time, the sound of gongs, drums, and suona from the wedding team had already reached the gate of the Dragon King Temple. The next two people showed surprise. The mighty entered the Dragon King Temple.

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

Behind the bearers, followed by a large group of bustling people beating gongs and drums.

And those who opened the way at the very front were four tall and burly men who were silent, 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, and the wind was blowing, and their bodies were filled with an aura that was more sinister than dead people.

A woman sat dignifiedly in the big 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, but judging from her clothes, figure, and the details of the pattern on the wedding dress, the woman sitting in the sedan chair was clearly from the same person as the corpse of the Dragon King Temple woman .

This is the dead soul of the woman who fell into the water!
She was carried into the temple in a red sedan chair by this welcoming team to find the corpse that was salvaged by the government.

(End of this chapter)