"Slay demons and demons."
Li Changan's voice was calm, but the content of his words was as sharp as the edge of a sword.
The monk put his hands together and said "Amitabha", smiled and sat down cross-legged. The rain dripped down from his body, but did not wet his clothes.
"Does the Taoist think that the young monk is a demon?"
The monk's aura was clear and clear. If it weren't for the extremely faint ghost smell, Li Changan would have thought that this was another mountain god. But he still shook his head.
"Although the monk's soul is not, his body..."
After death, it is common for the soul to be reincarnated and leave a corpse behind, which can become a source of disaster.
"Taoist Master, why don't you see for yourself."
After saying that, he pointed behind Li Changan.
At this time, Li Changan was leaning against a mud and stone wall behind him, but it was just an illusion. He stretched out his hand and went straight through it. He pulled at it with his scabbard for a while, and finally took out a yellowed skeleton.
"This is you?"
"It's the little monk's skin."
Li Changan shook his head, not too disappointed, and took out the string of Buddhist beads and returned them to the original owner along with the skeleton.
The monk thanked him, held it in his arms, and used the rain to wipe off the mud on the skull with his cuffs.
"As soon as he died, I saw that he was decaying day by day. In the meantime, insects were biting, grass was growing, and finally the wall collapsed to cover him. It was considered a dead end."
"I just think about it occasionally and come back to see it when it rains."
As he spoke, he took out a few fruits from his arms and handed them over.
"Green fruits in the mountains, chatting to serve guests."
Li Changan took it. The fruit was stained with rain and looked green and cute. When he bit it in his mouth, it was naturally sour.
Li Changan put down the fruit to talk to him, and found that the monk and ghost spoke openly and uninhibitedly, and his words were filled with witty remarks. So, one person, one ghost, and one monk were together, one in the rain and the other under the eaves, and they talked happily.
After talking for a while, Li Changan saw that Kong Yan was open-minded, so he took out the yellow book and pointed it out to him.
"Master, have you ever seen this monster?"
Kong Yan looked through the rain curtain and saw a figure with three heads and six arms painted on the page. The outline was vivid and the color was light and old. This man is sitting on a lotus platform, wearing cassock and Pilu, but he has a ferocious face and spits out fangs.
The other monks were afraid of scolding after seeing such a picture, but Kong Yan just laughed.
"The young monk has never seen this kind of Buddha."
Li Changan cupped his hands to accuse him, and Kong Yan waved his hand and asked.
"So, the Taoist priest went into the mountains, visited the ancient temple, and asked the old ghost..." He pointed at himself, "Are you looking for this monster?"
"Exactly."
"In this way, if the Taoist priest goes to look for it himself, killing this evil obstacle can also be regarded as eliminating an evil for our Buddhist sect, but..."
Kong Yan pointed to the east.
"...Don't go over there anymore."
"Why?"
Li Changan was surprised.
Kong Yan said solemnly.
"These days, the rain clouds coming from the east are full of fierceness and fishy smell, which is exactly the sign of military disaster."
After saying that, he paused and glanced at the sword in Li Changan's lap.
"The Taoist Master is so brave that he goes into the mountains to look for demons with his sword alone. He must be very capable. However, this military battle is dangerous and dangerous. Being involved in it is like a boat being caught in the waves, and you will be overturned in an instant..."
Kong Yan was trying his best to warn, but suddenly the wind came to move the rain clouds away, and the rain suddenly became sparse. Li Changan looked up and saw that even the "curtains" under the eaves were no longer in bunches.
At this time, Kong Yan stood up.
"This rain is about to stop, and it's time for the young monk to say goodbye. Taoist priest, take care of yourself."
After saying that, he turned around and merged into the drizzle, and then the clouds stopped and the rain stopped. Looking at the courtyard, there are only broken bricks and tiles, and a dead tree branch.
Li Changan also stood up and saw what he should see. Although the result was not as expected, meeting such a person was a worthwhile trip. He flexed his muscles, put the sword on his back, raised it and saluted, turned around and headed east.
It's not that Li Changan didn't take Kong Yan's words seriously.
After killing the monsters in the yellow book several times, he finally gained some experience. The monster pictures on this page are just simple line outlines at first, but the closer you get to the monster, the more vivid the lines become and the brighter the colors.
This time, he turned around in all directions, southeast, northwest, and only toward the east did the color of the painting show up a little.
In the final analysis, it’s not about rejecting people’s good intentions, it’s about having to go in this direction.
…………………………
Say goodbye to Yuyun Temple and head east.
There is no war yet, just one mountain after another.
After a morning and dusk, I finally found a path with wildly grown grass in the mountains.
When he set foot on this road, he was more or less relieved. Since there is a road, there must be people living along the road, so he can eat something and find a place to stay.
Just when he was happy, his expression suddenly changed.
Along the road, in the bushes.
A bit of cold light came with a strong wind howling.
The sword was in a hurry on his back and difficult to access. Li Changan took a step back and raised his hand to grab the object. Then he turned around and took off his strength. After a closer look, he saw a three-foot-long black lacquered short pole with a spindle-shaped spear head. , but it is a shuttle gun.
This shuttle gun was just the beginning. Then, one after another whistling sounds sounded from the air, and several shuttle guns came through the air.
Li Changan still didn't draw his sword, but relied on his quick eyes and quick hands and the strength of his arms to fly several spears one by one.
In an instant, there were more than a dozen spears scattered around him, but he was unharmed. The forest seemed to be frightened by his skill, and for a moment, there was no movement at all.
Li Changan pointed towards the bushes and said coldly: "Come out."
There was no response in the forest, only a slight rustle could be heard, and it seemed that the group was quietly retreating.
"Ha! How could it be so easy?"
Li Changan listened to the movement in the bushes, raised his javelin, and threw it towards the place where the sound came from.
Immediately, a muffled groan sounded in the forest.
But it stopped in an instant. It seemed that as soon as the person who was shot opened his mouth, his mouth was covered, and the slight movement in the forest also stopped at the same time.
Li Changan sneered and said loudly:
"Humph, what's the use of not moving now? I remember the location of the sound just now clearly."
Come on, he picked up a spear on the ground with his toes, held it in his hand, and pointed it towards the bush, ready to throw it.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, the branches and leaves in the bushes swayed, and a big man wrapped in animal skin jumped out.
As soon as the man came out, he quickly begged Li Changan for mercy.
"Taoist Master, wait a minute, it's all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstand?"
Li Changan put down his spear, looked at the big man a few times, and then pointed at the bushes.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, why hide it?"
The big man raised his hands when he heard this.
"But it's not what I was waiting for." Then he waved to the forest. "Come out."
After saying that, there was another search in the forest, and five more men came out one after another. One of them was lean. He looked at Li Changan with an angry look on his face and walked with his buttocks covered, limping. It was the one who groaned after being shot by Li Changan. It seemed that the spear shot was separated by branches and leaves and did not cause much damage.
The big man who came out at the head raised his hands and said.
"My name is Sun Zhong, and my brothers and I are hunters in the mountains. I heard a big noise here earlier and thought it was a wild boar, so I was reckless..."
This man was sincere, but Li Changan shook the spear in his hand and compared it with other spears. The poles were all painted with black paint, and the shape and length were almost the same.
Orion?
Li Changan smiled and said nothing.
"I'm very sorry for bumping into the Taoist priest, so let's do this."
Sun Zhong raised his hand again, showing enough etiquette.
"This mountain road is rugged and remote. Why don't the Taoist Master rest here for the night? Along the way, I can prepare some food and apologize to the Taoist Master."
Li Changan was about to refuse, but suddenly, he discovered that although these people looked different, they had some common characteristics. They all had sparse eyebrows, bulging and black meridians on their foreheads, and a slight blood color in their eyes. The teeth are sparse when the mouth opens and closes.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly threw the spear in his hand back to Sun Zhong and answered.
"good."
