Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 85 Sen Luo Temple

"Moo!"

"Eat a halberd from a certain family!"

Outside the tent, the sun was pouring down, the incense was burning, and the sound of wrestling between the old cow and Marquis Wen could be heard from time to time, and the armor that the master got from somewhere ran past the tent haha.

Just now that was... Zhong Kui?
In the tent, Chen Yuan was sitting on a stool, recalling the weird dream just now in her mind. In the gloomy atmosphere, the scarlet robe and thick bearded face made it hard not to remind people of the one in memory.

Could it be that the Senluo Hall can be opened?

While thinking about it, Chen Yuan spread her sleeves left and right, took a deep breath, slowly lowered her palms and pressed her knees, and sat on the stool like that, closing her eyes for a moment, the noise around her was cut off from her ears, and all perception disappeared without a trace.

In the silence, Chen Yuan opened her eyes again, the sun and pine trees filled her vision, swaying gently in the wind with a faint fresh smell.Just like before, when walking up the long stone steps, mountain gates, and flower gardens, the sky became gloomy behind the Taoist temple in front of you, and among the swirling clouds, thunder sounded from time to time, and blue and white electric snakes rumbled in the clouds.

Boom!

The lightning flashed down the dark clouds in the distance, illuminating the outline of the huge mountain, the wind was howling, and the black fog was long, but it was not too clear.

Stepping into the Hall of Renjie, all the statues were unusually quiet. In the past, when he came in, the third master would greet him more or less abruptly, but this time he was also surprisingly silent.

When Chen Yuan opened the door on the right, the statue of Guan Gong suddenly spoke.

"The yin god in the Senluo Palace is stern, but not harmonious, so be careful!"

Chen Yuan cupped her hands towards the statue, and after being reminded like this, she felt a little scared. She pushed the door and walked in carefully. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rushed towards her face, as if the chill that penetrated the skin and reached the bones.

The straight and secluded path is covered with dead leaves and decayed grass, and the pine forests on both sides are gloomy, as if there are countless ghosts hiding, and there are faint cries and screams.

Chen Yuan stepped on the stone steps, and the wind blew away the dead leaves at her feet. As she followed the path, the dark wind became stronger, and the blowing robes fluttered. With the flash of lightning in the sky from time to time, she finally saw clearly In the majestic hall in front, the blue-tiled towers are particularly conspicuous in the darkness. Outside the gate of the hall, there are white rock paving, and four pairs of stone pillars are erected. There are many faint green fires climbing on the pillars.

'Sen Luo Temple. '

Chen Yuan recited the quaint door plaque and sorted out her thoughts, but she still couldn't suppress the pictures of the bull's head and horse's face in the underworld, black and white impermanence in her mind.

After all, drawing and reality are two different things.

He took a breath, and pressed the palm of his hand on the lacquered red palace door full of copper nails. However, no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't open it. He frowned slightly and took a step back. The statue of Guan Gong said just now that "there is a certain degree of restraint." It means to be disciplined.

Knowing this, Chen Yuan brushed away her sleeves and arched her hands respectfully.

"Mortal monk Chen Yuan, pay homage to Emperor Sen Luo Yin!"

click~
There was a slight movement, and the closed door of the palace slowly opened, and wisps of faint light fell on the ground as the door leaf gradually opened, gradually illuminating Chen Yuan's eyes.

call.

Chen Yuan breathed out, lowered her hands and strode into the main hall. What caught her eyes was different from the boldness and tranquility of the Hall of Renjie. Here, the hall was full of fire, stepping on the jasper-like ground, and there were five gods on the left and right. At the front, there are ten altars lined up from right to left, and there are two altars a little further forward. According to Chen Yuan's memory, they should be the positions of the two judges.

Compared with the Hall of Renjie, this place seems to be of a high level.

It's a pity that she doesn't know much about the Yin God. Looking at the empty altar, Chen Yuan couldn't name it. Only the bull's head and horse face, black and white impermanence are more familiar, and Zhong Kui who appeared in the weird dream before.

'Fortunately, I have prepared a few wood carvings before, um, it's time to arrange some stories for them... um, what is this? '

Looking at the side of the main hall, the wall looks like a feng shui wall, stretching for ten feet, with relief carvings on it, all of which are carved with buildings, roads, and bridges.Chen Yuan clicked on a pattern that looked like a city, and a city with howling winds suddenly appeared in her mind. It was bustling with people floating around, howling and screaming.

Hearing this made people dizzy and panicked.

Chen Yuan quickly withdrew her hand from the relief, and the chaos in her mind calmed down, "This Senluo Hall is full of secrets, and the Renjie Hall is more comfortable." '

Turned around for a while, put away curiosity, bowed his hands respectfully, and then exited from the inside. Unfortunately, Zhong Kui who appeared in the dream was not in the palace. Could it be just a dream of revelation?
But no matter what, Sen Luodian opened up to him, indicating that he will have to deal with them later.

'Take your time, take your time. '

After walking down the stone steps, Chen Yuan closed her eyes and opened them again. Her spiritual consciousness gathered her body, and she was already in the tent.Outside, the sound of the master's hip-hop and the fighting sounds of Lao Niu and Wen Hou gave the illusion of a world away.

Chen Yuan got up from the stool, thinking about the Senluo Temple, took the wooden sculpture with a black and white pointed hat that had been kept in the carriage in her hand, and added some details with tools to make it look lifelike.

After that, I took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to think about the life of the seventh and eighth masters, and wrote on the paper. Of course, I also wrote the story of impermanence that I made up.

On the afternoon of the third day, apart from the army that was still chasing after them, the soldiers and horses here were preparing to leave camp and return to Luodu.

Gongsun Li invited Chen Yuan to go with him. He originally didn't want to go, but he thought he would go to the capital to perform a few plays, so as to see if the middle-aged scholar who met on the way would come.

"Your Highness will go first, don't wait for me."

After politely rejecting King Qing's invitation, Chen Yuan walked slowly behind in an ox cart after the army set off, crossing the river and heading south to Luodu.

A few days ago, the news of the defeat of the Yuejie people had been brought back to Luodu by a fast horse. The whole city was boiling, and the people in the city took to the streets to celebrate. Defeat, that is hearty; in the strong atmosphere, there are also people from the rivers and lakes and merchants from three mountains and five mountains gathered to talk about the anecdote they heard recently.

"You guys definitely don't know that in Huangni Town, hundreds of people were killed by the barbarian. I was there at the time. Fortunately, I heard that the barbarian was coming, so I ran away."

"Brother, do you know that, more than 50 miles away from Huangni Town, all the Hu people who came to Hezhou died, and this solved the crisis in Luodu."

"How do you know?"

"Hey, my nephew's cousin's son-in-law was in the army, and he personally carried the corpses of Hu people to bury that day. He said that the river was blocked at that time, and more than 2 people died in the river for no apparent reason."

"What's wrong with this barbarian? Driving in the dark, all fell into the river?"

"Who knows, it's weird anyway."

Babbling market talk, gossiping about what happened on the surface, and in the palace, Gongsun Lun hadn't slept well for two nights, less than half a month after his enthronement, the iron hooves of the Hu people stopped in front of him, and those who were beaten fled back to the grassland .

The following merits should be rewarded, and he, the emperor, is not the emperor appointed by the heavens?Otherwise, as soon as he ascended the throne, the barbarians would be defeated?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, if it is placed outside or in court, his throne has already been firmly established.

In the battle reports sent by King Qing, King Lu, and King Yang, one person was mentioned. Thinking of the [-] barbarian cavalry submerged in the Ruihe River, the emperor would never break his word, and asked someone to draft an imperial edict. He recruited officials from the Ministry of Industry and asked him to choose a site in the city. He wanted to build a big temple.

……

The sun rises above the clouds.

When a group of officials were looking for an open space in the city to choose a site, the man they wanted to make the statue of was driving an ox cart. After the soldiers checked, he entered the city gate and walked in the bustling market.

Pedestrians shuttle, shops with various flags fluttering, peddlers hawking, shouting guys, it is quite a lively scene.

(End of this chapter)