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Chapter 283 Comparing the background with my Lingyin Temple, right?

Mrs. Ye left Huiyuan's meditation room.

Wandering around in Lingyin Temple.

I had a face-to-face meeting with the black tiger demon in Lianhua Peak, and touched the tiger's head with a smile.

He interacted with a certain giant spider that was spinning its web under the eaves of the seven-story pagoda.

In the cave in the back mountain, a giant python that has not yet transformed, but is extremely spiritual.

Finally, under the urging voice of Wangcai's resentment, he came to the huge pool in the back mountain.

At this moment, Wangcai's aura had already pushed down the black tiger demon on the Lianhua Peak to the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Little golden man, actually touched other tigers, angry!

When Mrs. Ye walked in, Wangcai slowly floated up with resentment.

But before he floated ashore, Mrs. Ye jumped straight down.

Wangcai leaned closer and smelled it, and turned his head retching in an instant: "Xiao Jinren, smelly~"

Ye Tai smiled and rubbed his hands in the shower, and said, "That's why I came to take a bath."

Wangcai: "I hate it, no, touch it."

Mrs. Ye pretended not to look at his arrogant eyes, and said while taking a bath: "If you don't touch it, there is no chance. In a few days, I will resign from Abbot Huikong and travel to the fairy island in the east. You, you go to the west, go to Xiniu Hezhou to find a thigh hug."

Wangcai spit out bubbles, shook his head and said, "Don't go, it's dangerous, we have to go, together."

Mrs. Ye patted his head and said: "Okay, we can communicate at any time, if there is a situation with you, I will open a space door to let you escape, or get in to help you."

Wangcai said bitterly: "Why, east you, west me, annoying."

Mrs. Ye explained: "You are from the demon clan, of course you are going to the demon world in the west, and I can remotely control you, maybe hug your thigh, and make you a 'great saint' in the demon clan.

As for me, there are many fairy houses in the east, and Guanyin Bodhisattva is there. I went to ask the immortals and asked the Bodhisattvas why they didn't like me.

I also want to go to Xitian, but just looking at this posture, they don't want me to go in when I get there. Before I fully awaken my memory, those colleagues will not completely regard me as subduing the dragon. "

Wangcai: "Great Sage, what?"

Ye Taixu seductively said: "The great sage is the leader of the monster clan. Thousands of monster clans all listen to you! Among them, there may be mother dragons, female dragons, etc., who can also transform into shapes~ you It can be taken as a concubine!"

Wangcai rolled his eyes and said, "Then, touch, what should I do?"

Ye Tai had a flash of inspiration, and said with a smile: "Although I can't come back to the East as long as I go to your side, but for a period of time when the portal is open, I can pass through with one hand. Think about it, even though we are thousands of miles away , but they can be in contact with each other at any time, so does that mean they have not been separated?"

Wangcai imagined a scene where a space door suddenly opened beside him, and the little golden man walked through half of his body, interacting with him.

woo~
It seems to be barely acceptable.

But too tired.

To the west, so far away, so dangerous...

Mrs. Ye and he thought through their thoughts, so they naturally knew what he was thinking, and said, "It's not dangerous! In case of danger, you can not only call me, but also directly report my name from my previous life. Brothers of the disciples of the Buddha, who dares to call me?" What about you?
And can't I remotely control you? If you encounter a problem, or meet a female dragon you like, I can also assist you remotely to help you pick up girls. "

"No, mother dragon!"

Wangcai turned his head aside angrily.

That posture is like a child who has been seen through his mind and is embarrassed and angry.

Mrs. Ye laughed, stopped teasing him, and continued to persuade him to separate from her for a while.

The main entrance of Lingyin Temple.

It is already ninety o'clock in the morning, and there are already a lot of pilgrims.

Among the bustling crowd, suddenly came an old man with a somewhat anxious expression.

He was carrying a burden, his goatee was a bit messy, the mud on the soles of his feet and the dark circles under his eyes showed that he had rushed up the mountain overnight.

A few Buddhist disciples with keen minds quickly spotted this benefactor with an anxious face.

Novice Zhiming came up to meet him and asked, "This old benefactor, why is it so urgent?"

The old man with the goatee had blank eyes at first, but when Zhiming came forward, he seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw. He pulled Zhiming's monk robe and was about to kneel down, but Zhiming stopped him with a light hand up.

Zhiming's eyes were clear and he said: "Old benefactor, it seems that you really have something important to do, so how about it, come with me to see the elder."

The old man nodded quickly and said: "Thank you, little master, thank you, little master, and please save our Qingniu Village!"

About a quarter of an hour later.

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Elder Hui Qingpan sat on the table, and Zhiming stood aside while performing Buddhist rituals, listening to the old man tell about their recent encounters in Qingniu Village.

Qingniu Village is a small mountain village in the east corner of Lingyin Temple, about two hundred miles away from Lingyin Temple.

The old man's name is Wang Wenchang, and he is the teacher of Qingniu Village.

In their Qingniu Village, strange things started to happen a few months ago. First, the chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep raised by the farmers seemed to be infected with the plague, and they were sluggish day by day. In the end, they all belched and were regarded as swine fever cattle by the villagers. Plague, buried for all those who regret it.

But the strange thing didn't end. When all the livestock belched, the young adults in Qingniu Village, like the animals that day, gradually lost their energy. In the end, the young adults who used to be full of energy could be seen The people became emaciated until more than half of them were bedridden, making it difficult for them to do farming.

The entire village, for several months, almost relied on the well mortar operated by the mother-in-law's family to barely maintain its daily operations.

What is surprising is that among the men who are getting weaker and weaker, they are all young and middle-aged men, and old men like Wang Wenchang are fine.

After the village chief found out that something was wrong, he also invited several monks and Taoists to come to Qingniu Village to perform deeds in order to eliminate the evil spirits.

But those tall people, after staying in Qingniu Village for a night, were worse than those young and middle-aged people. Almost overnight, their energy was sucked dry, their faces were haggard, and their white hair was gray!

Now the thing about monsters entering the village is confirmed.

But an ordinary expert can't solve this matter.

In Hangzhou, the largest Buddhist holy place, is Lingyin Temple.

So Wang Wenchang came to Lingyin Temple overnight to ask for help two days ago, on the pretext of sending those masters whose energy had been drained home.

In this world, the existence of monsters and experts is no secret.

Lingyin Temple has always been responsible for eliminating demons and defending Buddhas, suppressing many great demons who have caused disasters in the world.

After Elder Huiqing found out about the situation, he comforted the anxious Wang Wenchang, and then transmitted a few words to Lingyin Temple.

After a while.

The fat-headed and big-eared Jiansi Guangliang came. He first chanted a Buddhist name to Elder Huiqing, and then said to Wang Wenchang: "The poor monk already knows the details. It seems that ordinary disciples can't subdue the Qingniu Village. Monster, king benefactor, let the poor monk follow you."

Wang Wenchang nodded quickly and thanked: "Thank you, master, thank you, master! We must save our Qingniu Village!"

three days later.

A long rainbow in the sky fell into Lingyin Temple.

Countless monks reacted at first, thinking that there was an attack from a foreign enemy.

But as soon as he entered, he saw a scrawny old man in ragged clothes, dying there.

Zhiming stepped forward, frowned and said, "This fellow Taoist, you..."

"Bastard, bastard!"

"Old... I am your master Guangliang! Please help me to see the abbot!"

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Abbot Huiyuan entered Guang Liang's body with several strands of pure essence, and only then did he save the dying Guang Liang.

"Master... that demon, has a background!!"

Huiyuan looked at the broken Buddhist rosary on Guangliang's chest, and the stolen Buddhist Zen staff, rolled his eyes, and said, "What's the background of it?"

"Nine-Tails Empress!"

Guang Liang wailed.

"Call Daoji!"

Huiyuan said with wise eyes.

Wuna Xiaoyao, compare the background with my Lingyin Temple, right?

(End of this chapter)