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48 To live well

Spring goes and summer comes, and the group unknowingly comes to a new country. That night, there is no place for people to find.

Seeing that he was about to camp in the wilderness again, Chu Ci suddenly "sees" a slight soul fluctuation in the dense forest in the distance. His divine thoughts swept away and it turned out to be a temple.

"There are temples." Chu Ci smiled and said, "In the wilderness, you can find people in temples, but not monster nests."

"Ah! Are there any monsters?!" Tang Seng immediately believed it, and was energetic, looking around, "Where? Let me use the scriptures to cleanse the evil thoughts in their hearts!"

"Uh" Chu Ci was silent for a moment: "I'll just make a joke."

It's really a illusion, at least it can't deceive him. This is indeed an ordinary temple.

The group stepped up and arrived in front of the temple in a short while.

It’s strange that before I came, I saw the temple brightly lit from afar. When I got closer, I found that it was a dilapidated temple with the door saying “She Jian Baolin Temple”.

The walls are peeling off many places, the bricks and tiles are not intact, and weeds are everywhere. The lights are just coming from several halls, faintly floating, as if they are about to be extinguished at any time.

"Is anyone? It's dark, so I'm taking the liberty to visit. Please let me wait for a night." Sha Wujing stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Two monks, one old and one young, struggled to open the door and looked at the visiting guests through the cracks in the door.

"Looking at your poor look, it's not good to treat you, get out!"

"What!"

Seeing this, Chu Ci turned stones into gold without saying a word, turning the stone lion outside Baolin Temple into golden lions.

This show of expression scared the old monk so much that his heart attack was almost caused.

He turned out to be a master who knows magic!

He opened the door in panic and led everyone in.

Two monks, one old and one young, were busy for more than half an hour before they could settle everyone.

The temple has been dilapidated for a long time, and most of the wing rooms are vacant, but one person can live in a room.

An accident happened that night

...

"I am the king of Wuji Kingdom. Five years ago, the sky was drought, and no grass grew, and countless people starved to death.

Just when the people were in dire straits, a Taoist priest came from the south. He called the wind and rain to save the people of Wuji Kingdom.

In order to repay this kindness, I became brothers with him, ate and lived with him, and it took two years.

But unexpectedly, one day three years ago, he pushed me into the well in the Imperial Garden. I was killed by the demon path, sinking to the bottom of the well, and becoming a resentful soul.

Fortunately, I received help from the gods and said that the flood was about to be over, so I specially sent me to ask Tang Monk. I heard that Tang Monk was a Taoist monk who was kind and would definitely help me."

A ghost shadow slowly sneaked into Baolin Temple and floated towards the wing room, feeling full of excitement.

The ghost waved to the wing room and began to search. The first one was to find Tang Monk's wing room, slowly passed through the eaves, and floated in front of Tang Monk.

"Go to bed quickly, I can dream of you after sleeping."

Tang Seng packed up and opened the window to look at Shichen: "Oh, it's so late, hurry up and do evening classes."

"Oh, the holy monk is indeed extraordinary. He still doesn't sleep so late, so he recites the scriptures with his heart." The ghost kept calm and waited for three years, and it was not too late to recite the scriptures.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita"

Not far away, Chu Ci turned over and said, "Huh? The monk is chanting scriptures again? Forget it, it's not my business anyway." Lying down again, cutting back to the Moon God Tower, and continuing the long research and development process.

"Hey?!!" The ghost shadow showed an expression of "You're teasing me" just like every person who first met the substitute King Kong.

The stand-in King Kong held one hand and grabbed the ghost's head.

"Wait! What are you? What do you want to do to me?" The ghost panicked. This was the first time he was effectively touched by someone else.

The substitute Vajra grabbed the ghost and flew towards the sky. There was infinite light, there was a pure and beautiful light, there was a sky full of flowers, there was a pool of seven treasures, a pure land in the ten directions, there was that Buddha's Pure Land, and the Western Paradise!

The ghost shouted loudly: "Where are you going to take me?! Stop it quickly!!"

"My resentment has not dissipated, and I still have something I must do. I want to continue this life!" The ghost was inexplicably plucking up his fighting spirit, and the silent courage surged into his heart: "Let me go! Burn, my little universe!!!"

The ghost mustered up the courage to attack the substitute King Kong, desperately resisting.

"I said the mantra: Jiedi Jiedi, Pila Jiedi, Pila monk Jiedi, Bodhi Savah."

Tang Monk opened his eyes and his heart was clear.

Well, I feel that I am even more pious again!

The ghost was gasping for breath, lying on the roof without moving, as tired as a dead dog.

Luck is really good, just a little bit

Half an hour later, Tang Monk fell asleep.

"Who are you?"

"Listen, I am the king of Wuji Kingdom who was killed. The body was hidden in the octagonal glazed well in the Imperial Garden. Please take out the body to help me return to the sun. I have not had much time left." The ghost showed his true face, looking haggard, as if he was about to burp.

Tang Monk looked full of pity, so pitiful. Seeing that he was about to lose his soul, he should help him get his body back as soon as possible.

Distracting thoughts arose, Tang Monk immediately woke up and quietly left Baolin Temple.

In the Royal Palace of Wuji Kingdom, a row of guards fulfilled their duties and defended the royal property.

Suddenly a meteor fell into the guard's field of vision, and it became bigger and closer.

"Ah!! There are shooting stars!!" The guards scattered in a hurry.

boom!

The power of the meteor was beyond imagination, and it only affected more than ten meters of the surface. In the flying smoke and dust, a burly shadow as strong as a ghost suddenly appeared in front of the guards, and the shadow instantly enveloped the guards.

The voice was low and powerful: "Where is the Royal Garden?"

The guard was frightened by the courage displayed by the shadow and his mind was blank. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the Imperial Garden.

The shadow walked out of the smoke and dust, and it was a burly bald man. He walked around the guards and rushed into the imperial garden.

"No, someone broke into the Imperial Garden!"

The guards reacted and rushed into the Imperial Garden.

The big bald man was Tang Monk who ran around the imperial garden at nearly the speed of sound and finally found an octagonal glazed well pressed by a big stone. He punched it out and smashed the stone to pieces.

The guards were so scared that they retreated, thinking that the bald man was going to commit a crime.

"Hey! He jumped into the well!" The guard was startled by Tang Seng's next move.

"This well is thirty meters."

Another guard said, as soon as he finished speaking, a corpse was on his shoulders, and suddenly jumped out of the well with a slam.

As he soared into the sky, he rushed around the palace, and even many guards could not stop him, so he ran out all of a sudden.

This has caused countless people to be at peace.

The following is free

ps: Thank you Mu Sirou for giving 100 yuan, priest ~ Xueyue for giving 500 yuan (to be continued.)
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