When Liangchen woke up again, he was already in an empty hall. The human skin lantern, gray eyes, faceless female ghost, and triangular ghost were all missing.
There is a huge Buddha statue in the hall, incense is lingering in front of the case, and a faint scent of sandalwood enters the nose. The leisurely sound of chanting in the distance is looming, giving people a feeling of being in another world.
Two monks, one fat and one thin, were sitting at the entrance of the temple, arguing in a low voice. Perhaps considering the feelings of others, their voices were kept very low, and they could only vaguely hear the words "down the mountain, restaurant...".
Liangchen slowly sat up, and when he heard the movement, the two monks immediately looked over in surprise.
"Amitabha, the donor has finally woken up!" The thin monk announced the Buddha's name and stared at the good time as if looking at a treasure.
"Little benefactor, where is Senior Brother now? Is he still well? Why did he give you this broken clock?" The flesh on the fat monk's face trembled, and his eyebrows flew with it. It's hard to get the right seat in the cassock.
"Eldest Brother? Who is Eldest Brother? Where am I? Where is Ye Kai?" While trying to remember, he sensed the surrounding situation and made sure that he was no longer in the magic array. After sensing that there was nothing abnormal in his body, he Calm down.
The two monks in front of him were both weird and abnormal. The thin monk was wearing loose robes and had an inscrutable expression. The fat monk had a shiny face. He was obviously a lazy person. Although this strange combination made Liangchen a little confused, but from the two A person's sincere concern can be clearly sensed in his words and attitude. He must not be a bad person, and when Liangchen looked at the two of them, he actually felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.
"Donor, this is Crimson County in Muzhou. We found a temple on the mountain to take a rest temporarily." The thin monk replied.
"Muzhou? Isn't that already the territory of Fa Zong!" Liangchen was stunned when he heard this. He was obviously at the junction of Qingbai and Qingzhou, so why did he wake up and go to Fa Zong's territory?
"Senior Brother, our Senior Brother Zhuyou, he is magnificent, proficient in Buddhism, kind-hearted and kind-hearted..." Every time the fat monk said a nice word, the confusion on Liangchen's face became more confusing. Seeing this situation, the fat monk Finally he took the initiative to stop. He thought for a moment and pointed directly at the small golden bell on his senior brother's waist and said, "This is the person who gave you the golden bell magic weapon."
When Liangchen saw that the magic weapon was tied to the monk's waist, he wanted to take it back. Suddenly he thought that the other person should be his savior, and the magic weapon belonged to their senior brother, so he stopped talking.
"The person who gave me the golden bell?"
As soon as I heard this, I immediately thought of the thrilling scene of the Witch Territory competing for the inheritance of the Witch King that day, but the bell was snatched by the man in white robe after his death.
That man in white robe is the King of Wujiang. Could it be that King Zhi is their senior brother?
No, that King Zhi is an old monster who has lived in Wujiang for hundreds of years, how can he be their senior brother!
Liangchen made some guesses in his mind, then became more confused, and finally had to shake his head.
"I got this magic weapon by chance. I have never met your senior brother."
"You're lying. You still have the aura of a senior brother. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me." The fat monk suddenly became unhappy when he heard the answer. He sniffed his nose vigorously and said.
"Don't be rude!"
"The donor is the master's guest, how can he talk nonsense!" The thin monk next to him heard the sound and immediately scolded the fat monk, then turned to look at Liangchen and nodded slightly:
"Donor, please don't blame me. This junior disciple of mine has an impatient temper and speaks uncontrollably. I hope you can forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. I was able to escape from the magic circle, and I must have relied on the help of two eminent monks." Liangchen vaguely remembered that at the last moment, there were two more golden monks in the array, and then he was shocked by the sudden appearance of the faceless female ghost. Passed out.
"The days of the little monk's dharma title are short. A small practicing monk cannot be qualified as a senior monk." The thin monk said with fear, "This is my little junior brother, the night is long."
"What is the name of the donor?"
"My surname is Ye, Dong Xijian, the master of Liannan Peak of Xijian Sect." Liangchen thought for a moment and answered.
"Excuse me, I have another friend. Where is he now?" He suddenly realized that Ye Kai was no longer around and asked quickly.
"Almsgiver Ye, your friend woke up a long time ago and has left." Ji short replied.
"Ah! He's gone? How is his injury?" Liangchen was stunned when he heard this. He originally had a lot to say, but why did he leave suddenly.
"Your friend's injury was minor, but he woke up in two days. He said that all the elite disciples of the sect were wiped out, and even the peak master fell in the formation. He wanted to return to the sect quickly to report the situation."
"Then how long have I slept?" Liangchen asked, rubbing his groggy head.
"The donor has been sleeping for more than two months!" the fat monk replied.
"Ah!" Liangchen's face changed when he heard this, and then he quickly took out a jade talisman and repeatedly urged him to send a message to the Qianqiu Sect Master again. Unfortunately, it was still the same as that day. The jade talisman flashed and there was no reply for a long time.
After thinking about it, he slowly stood up and raised his hands to the two monks: "Thank you two masters for your help. I will also go back to the sect to send a message."
"The donor can't leave!"
"Donor Ye, you can't leave!" the two monks said in unison.
"Master asked us to look for you. We worked hard for several years to find you. Where can we let you go!" the fat monk continued.
"Looking for me? Why? Who is your master?" Liangchen was immediately confused upon hearing this.
"Master is the abbot of Basket Temple. I came to you because I knew you were in trouble and asked us to rescue you!" the fat monk replied with his eyes rolling.
"Monks, don't talk nonsense." The thin monk heard the sound and scolded him.
"The master asked us to find you and take you back. As for the rest, he didn't say anything. But the master naturally has his own reasons for doing things. You will know it as soon as you see it."
"And you have been in coma for two months, and your friends have gone back to explain everything about what happened in the mountains, so you don't have to be so anxious." The thin monk continued.
"It makes sense." Liangchen thought in his mind, but when he fumbled for the jade token of the South Peak Master in his hand, he felt something was wrong.
"It's not far from here to the Basket Temple. I'm afraid it will take longer for you to go back now. It's not too late to make a decision after meeting the master." The thin monk said.
"That's it." Although Liangchen wanted to refuse, he thought that the other party was his savior after all. As for returning to Wanren Mountain now, it was meaningless. After all, Ye Kai had already spread the news, and Qianqiu Sect Master must have known about it.
However, the opponent was too powerful and his level was too low to be of any help. After much thought, he decided to take a look at what the abbot of the Basket Temple was up to.
"Please ask the two young masters to lead the way." Liangchen said with a cup of his hands.
"Let's go." The thin monk stood up and stepped out of the palace door. His whole body was like a cloud swaying above, stepping on the sword at a good time.
"You really don't want to go to the city for a meal?" When the fat monk heard this, he was a little disappointed and followed him out.
