First quarter moon.
There were two young people standing one behind the other not far from the small holy temple.
The older one was very handsome and tall, carrying a sword box on his back. He looked quite calm and self-confident, and looked extremely serious.
The young one has a baby face, wears a jade crown on his head, and plays with the jade pendant on his waist.
"Senior brother, there is no righteous god in this temple, there is only a Yaksha ghost guarding it. Why did you bring me here?" The young baby-faced man asked in confusion.
The older brother said: "Do you know who is enshrined in the temple?"
The baby-faced head tilted: "Who is it?"
"It's Master." The senior brother sighed, "When Master went to Wu Ning to visit friends, he encountered monsters attacking people here, so he killed two monsters. Who knew that when he returned, he found a small holy temple built here? , enshrining the master himself.”
The baby-faced boy was surprised: "It's actually Master, so why don't you let the villagers renovate it and worship other gods?"
The senior brother said: "That's a troublesome matter. The original intention was just to kill two harmful monsters, but in the end, he had to show his saints in front of others, knock down his own statues, and help invite other gods to take over. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse and making things worse? Deeper and deeper?”
Baby Face just woke up.
Seeing that he understood, the senior brother continued: "So master left directly. When he came back, he found that this place was occupied by a yaksha ghost."
Baby Face said: "Then why not get rid of this monster that steals incense?"
The senior brother smiled bitterly and said: "The Yaksha ghost did not pretend to be the Little Saint, but said that he was inspired by the Little Saint and was here to protect the Dharma and subjugate the demons. He also worked diligently to maintain the temple's aura and prevent the incense from decaying. Some mountain people mistakenly fell into the dragon's trap. Deep in the pan, he also transformed into a guide, and when there were mountain spirits and wild monsters hurting people, he stepped forward to stop them."
Baby Face immediately understood the difficulty.
Today, this small holy temple relies on the good deeds and manifestations of Yaksha ghosts to maintain its incense. But the Yaksha ghost does not steal the incense of the Little Sage, but only uses the name of the Little Sage to share part of it.
The senior brother said: "Master doesn't care about everything, but we disciples have to take care of it. This is the third time I have come to this small holy temple. This time I will show you the way, but you will have to come next time. "
Baby Face asked for advice: "What are we going to do?"
The senior brother said: "We as disciples cannot damage this temple or destroy the master's statue. Although this yaksha ghost bears the name of the master, he is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, so he cannot be killed. So if we take a look after a few years, if this If a yaksha ghost does not do evil, then there is no need to worry about it. If it uses Master's name to do evil, then it must be eradicated in time."
Baby Face was taught and said: "Then leave it to me."
While they were talking, suddenly, they saw the Yaksha ghost emerging from the small holy temple, holding a steel fork, standing upright under the moonlight, looking very majestic.
The yaksha ghost took advantage of the moonlight and walked towards Longpan Mountain.
The two brothers and sisters were a little confused.
The senior brother said: "Let's go up and take a look."
The two men followed the Yaksha Ghost from a distance, heading deep into Longpan Mountain until they reached the foot of Wuhuan Peak.
The Yaksha ghost has already gone up the mountain. In the mountain peaks and among the ancient trees, there seems to be a moonlight shining brightly.
The baby-faced boy was about to speak when his senior brother suddenly covered his mouth.
In the Yudai River not far away, a black shadow turned into a young man, carrying a net bag and walking slowly towards the mountain, leaving wet footprints.
"Senior brother, this place must be a devil's cave. Why are there so many monsters?"
The senior brother's face was solemn: "We have to go find out what's going on. If the demon is causing trouble, we have to find a way to subdue it."
Baby-faced said: "Senior brother, can you handle it?"
The senior brother touched the sword box behind him: "Why can't you cope with it?"
"That's good." Baby Face swallowed: "Do we have to go up?"
The senior brother patted him on the shoulder and said, "Stop talking nonsense and take it out."
The baby-faced Fang took out an orb from his sleeve.
When the orb is exposed to the moonlight, a layer of mist appears, which is as colorful as clouds.
Baby Face blew a breath, and the mist enveloped their senior brothers. Then, their senior brothers turned into two monsters, one tall and one short.
The tall one is a mandrill, vicious and ugly, carrying a big stick on his back.
The short one is a fox, with a pointed face and narrow eyes, and is extremely agile.
The baby-faced fox whispered: "Fortunately, there are mirage beads, otherwise I would have to use the invisibility charm."
The mandrill had already gone up the mountain without saying a word.
The fox quickly followed: "Senior brother, wait for me, don't stay too far away from me."
The gathering of monsters and ghosts in this mountain is really conspicuous. Even if they have never been here before, these two brothers can still see where these monsters are.
They drilled into the ancient trees and soon found the "Devil's Cave" where monsters gathered.
The lights in the forest are shining, and the angry wind lanterns are hung on the branches and under the eaves, illuminating the pavilion brightly.
The light was quiet and faint, like a will-o'-the-wisp.
The pavilion is bathed in the waxing moon, giving it a sense of beauty as if the light is overflowing and turning into flowing fireflies.
There is a vast area outside the pavilion, with no ancient trees blocking the moonlight, only short shrubs, green moss and ferns.
The little foxes are preparing for the feast.
The floor was paved with blue cloth, a banquet was laid out, and chicken, duck, fish, fruits, vegetables and delicacies were placed, as well as wine and incense burners.
Granny Shi waved her little fox to prepare a banquet, and the food at the banquet was bought by Gong Mengbi through Chenshan.
At this moment, Gong Mengbi was personally putting fine charcoal into the furnace, placing incense balls through the jade bis, and baking out a very refreshing aroma.
The Yaksha ghosts and the elephants gathered around him, and were very surprised to see the wonderful aroma exuding from the small stone furnace.
The ghost of Yaksha took it out in his arms, handed a mist pill made from incense to Gong Mengbi, and said, "Congratulations on the completion of your fairy mansion."
Gong Mengbi accepted it with a smile and said, "Take your seats first, the banquet will start soon."
Wang Xiang brought the net bag to Gong Mengbi: "A gift."
Gong Mengbi took it and saw that it was a bag of pearls, round and shiny, of high quality. He couldn't help but laugh: "I like it very much. When Jin Chan comes later, I will introduce you to him."
Wang Xiang nodded happily, looking a little shy.
Quexian had come a long time ago, and now he was transformed into a child in brocade clothes, pulling Wangxiang to sit on the table with him.
Gong Mengbi burned the incense, sat down on the main seat, and thanked Granny Shi beside him: "I'd be sorry to trouble you to bring your juniors to help me."
The little fat fox was sitting at Granny Shi's feet, drooling looking at the fat chicken on the mat.
Granny Shi said: "If there is any trouble, it's all from this family."
In the forest, the two brothers and sisters, covered by mirage beads, looked at the scene in front of them with surprise and worry.
Brother Mandrill looked at Granny Shi and whispered, "Did you see that old lady? She's an eighth-grade fox demon."
Junior Brother Fox said anxiously: "What should I do if I'm not of the same rank as my senior brother?"
Brother Mandrill said: "It's only the eighth grade, it's nothing to worry about. Just protect yourself."
Junior Brother Fox was worried: "What should we do? Do we want to go in directly?"
Brother Mandrill knocked on his head: "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I sneaked in to investigate, don't kill someone by mistake."
