Yin marriage lingers: The ghost man bites lightly

After speaking, I immediately went to the main entrance of Ciyun Temple.

This Ciyun Temple can be seen as a big temple at a glance. There are more than 1000 steps. I am afraid that I will have to walk for a while to go up.

I put the pearls in the backpack and walked towards it.

The idiot then followed me, and we looked around as we walked, and I could feel a strong yin energy permeating the surroundings.

As I walked, I took a deep breath, Murong Jue was not by my side, what if something really happened?

What my uncle can't deal with, can I do it?

Halfway through the walk, a lot of fog appeared in front of my eyes. I paused and looked towards the idiot. The idiot's eyes were very flat. I glanced at him and continued to walk up.

The humidity is getting heavier and heavier as I go up, and I always feel that besides the fool, there is another person following me, but this person is right beside me, but I can't see him.

Don't worry if you can't see it.

I unconsciously leaned towards the fool, and at this time, we could only lean together.

Seeing me leaning over, the fool immediately reached out to hold my hand, and the red rope that I had tied around his wrist seemed to be alive at this moment, binding my wrist, follow, inside the red rope One was stripped out, and it swam along my arm to one of my legs, the one with the anklet, and when it reached it, it entangled the anklet.

The bell on the anklet vibrated for a while, making a sound that only I could hear.

"How did you know?" My expression was a bit serious, I certainly don't want others to know the secret between me and Murong Jue.

The fool said: "If something happens, I will remind you."

After the fool finished speaking, he held my hand and walked towards the top. At this time, I didn't bother with him. I went up with him first, after all, I still count on him.

Going up, it didn't take long to come to the gate of Ciyun Temple. The fool said, "Knock the door."

I looked at the time. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the door knocked open and I didn't know what was inside.

I knocked on the door, and a young monk came to open the door after a while. Seeing me and the fool, he asked, "Is the benefactor a pilgrim?"

"No, we are here to find someone. May I ask if there is a Ziyang Taoist here?" I asked the little monk, and the little monk said strangely: "Benefactor, I am a monastery here. If you are looking for a Taoist priest, you should go to a Taoist temple." .”

I thought for a while: "Then we are a little tired here, I wonder if we can go in and have a rest, and add some sesame oil money by the way."

"Please, benefactor."

The little monk immediately invited us to go in. When we got there, the fog thickened, which meant that the people who manipulated this place were very powerful, and they even used ghost barriers, and it was such a big ghost barrier.

Fool has been holding my hand, I looked at a fool, and found that his hands are a little cold today.

The little monk said: "Almsgiver, the front is the place to collect donations. You go there first. After the donations are over, I will write down your names and pray for you."

"I see." Seeing that I agreed, the little monk walked away, and the idiot and I walked towards the donation side. At this moment, there was a sound of bell ringing.

The idiot stopped and turned around to look. He looked in the direction of the clock tower, and I followed suit, but just as we were looking, a fifty-year-old monk in a gray robe walked slowly towards us in the mist. Come, and at this moment, the anklet on my ankle is shaking rapidly.

☆、361 Chapter Cihang

The old monk came up and saluted the idiot and me: "Amitabha, goodness, goodness."

I took a look at the idiot, and the idiot didn't show much. Now I feel more and more that his face looks like Murong Jue. Could it be that he is really a brother?

How old is he?

I was thinking about this, when the fool saw that I was silent, he said, "Amitabha."

The fool raised his hands and said to the old monk, the old monk let go of his hands, with a benevolent look on his face, but the ankle bracelet on my ankle has not stopped ringing, but only I can hear this ringing.

But I suspect that fools should be able to hear it too.

Apart from other things, he can wrap the red thread on my wrist around my anklet. This alone is enough to make me doubt it.

The old monk said: "I am the monk Cihang here. Dare I ask you two to come to Ciyun Temple at this time, what is the matter?"

"We came from the opposite village to find a friend, his name is Taoist Ziyang." The fool didn't talk about it right away, so I had to.

Hearing what we said, the old monk thought for a while: "There are some pilgrims in Ciyun Temple every day, but there are indeed many people coming and going. It is not easy to find someone, and we will count them at night. Personnel, benefactor, are you sure a friend has come to my place?"

"Not sure." Before I could say anything this time, the fool said this first, and I was speechless for a while.

It seems that the fool is no longer afraid of me. In the past, the fool seemed to be worried that I would see that he was not a fool, so he agreed to everything, but now he is fine. He doesn't care about anything at all. He can say what he wants to say, and don't want to say it Not to mention, but the aura on his body is completely like Murong Jue's.

I thought to myself, when this is over, I'll have fun trying that book with him, even if I don't understand it.

As soon as I thought about it, it took root in my heart, and I could never forget it. I also thought about how to do this.

"Since the benefactor is not sure, I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle. Even if I ask someone to help me find the benefactor, I may not be able to find it." The old monk said.

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it. How can you know if you don't look for it?" The fool asked, and the old monk said: "The benefactor said so, then I will ask someone to help the benefactor find it."

"Don't bother the abbot and the people in the temple. Let's find it by ourselves. If there is a destiny, we can find it in the ends of the earth. If there is no destiny, we will never meet again. The abbot said, right?" The fool asked again, I really don't know. You know, fools talk so much, and today they talk more and more.

The abbot on the opposite side said at this time: "Since the benefactor wants to find it by himself, then of course he can."

"Then we'll go find it, excuse me."

The fool said and walked towards the house on one side, not paying attention to the abbot at all, while I followed. At this moment, the bell on my ankle gradually stopped.

Walking forward for a while, the fool and I have already fallen into the mist. The gate of this distant mountain is on the mountain, and it is very common to be engulfed by clouds and mist. The surrounding humidity should be like this. When I was at home, Because there are also mountains, the humidity is also like this in spring and autumn, but it is always in the morning or at night. When the sun comes out at noon, it is basically fine, but it seems that it is not the case here.

The fog here has no intention of dispersing, but it seems to be increasing.

And in the past, the fog was mostly humid, but the fog here is not humid, it is more like a bit of choking smoke.

"Is this Ciyun Temple?" I don't think this place looks like a temple, but I can't think of what it is.

"Ciyun Temple is right, but something happened here, it's different."

After the idiot finished speaking, he continued to walk, and I stopped him: "Wait a minute, where are you looking?"

I pointed in one direction, and the fool looked over there, then pulled me along: "Let's go."

The fool walked over there, stopped and looked at the two doors locked by chains, took a look at the lock on the chains, and made sure it was locked, and there seemed to be something rushing inside the house. moving.

"Go in and have a look."

The idiot acted resolutely and frighteningly. He said that he wanted to go in. He used his hand hard, and the lock cracked. He threw it casually, and the lock fell to the ground, and the chain also fell to the ground with a clatter. What happened at this time.

But there was nothing around except the white mist, and when I looked around, the fool had already opened the door and entered.

With a creak, the two doors swayed to the two sides. The sense of vicissitudes that have not been repaired for many years and have been in disrepair for a long time immediately came to mind.

At this time, the idiot pulled me and pulled me over. I looked up, and the idiot wrapped our wrists together again with a red rope.