Although Changsheng was awarded the highest rank of Shangqing Sect, he had little understanding of evil spirits and ghosts. However, he believed in Zhang Mo's judgment that the seemingly honest and honest old man with a hunchback was not as honest as he appeared.
While the two were talking in low voices, the hunchbacked old man kept looking at them expectantly. Since the two spoke in low voices, it didn't know what they said.
Zhang Mo wanted to let Changsheng gain more knowledge, so he did not immediately expose the lies of the hunchbacked old man, but asked coldly, "How many years has this temple been abandoned?"
"I asked the real person, Lingkong Temple has been abandoned for more than sixty years." The hunchbacked old man said.
"Where is the prison left by the monks in the temple?" Zhang Mo asked again.
The hunchbacked old man said, "There is a formation eye on each of the southeast, northwest and four sides of Lingkong Temple. The nearest formation eye is located on the top of Xishan Mountain. It is a Sanskrit mantra carved on the stone wall. All you need to do is destroy the mantra on the stone wall. , you can break the confinement.”
The hunchbacked old man paused briefly when he said this, and then said again, "If I have read it correctly, the master should be from the Shangqing Sect. Among the three sects, the Shangqing Sect is the most benevolent and tolerant. I ask the master to take a compassionate step and solve the problem." Imprison here and save these poor children for reincarnation."
After the hunchbacked old man finished speaking, Zhang Mo waved his hand and said, "I don't know much about you, and I don't know if what you said is true. I will wait until I go to Xishan to see the spell runes before I make any further comments."
Noticing that Zhang Mo's attitude was a little relaxed, the hunchbacked old man instantly beamed with joy, "What the real person said is absolutely true, it should be so, it should be so."
Zhang Mo didn't speak anymore, but winked at Changsheng. The two of them raised their spirits and flew towards the west.
After leaving the temple, Chang Sheng wanted to ask Zhang Mo what his plans were. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Mo stopped him with his eyes and lowered his hands.
Following Zhang Mo's instructions, Changsheng discovered that there were many locust trees in this area, but they were not as tall and strong as the one in the backyard of the temple.
Xishan was only a dozen miles away from the temple, and they arrived in a short time. On the top of the mountain, they found a stone wall with a Buddhist scripture carved on it. Since it was in Sanskrit, Changsheng couldn't understand it. content of scripture.
"Do you understand Sanskrit?" Changsheng asked.
Zhang Mo nodded.
Seeing Zhang Mo nodding, Chang Sheng was surprised, "How do you know Sanskrit?"
Zhang Mo spoke up and said, "Since Buddhism was introduced to China, it has had many conflicts with our Taoists. It would be unfair to reject them without asking any questions. Therefore, before refuting them, we must truly understand them. And Buddhism originated in In Tianzhu, the most orthodox scriptures are all in Sanskrit. If you want to understand Buddhism, you must understand Sanskrit.”
After Zhang Mo finished speaking, Changsheng nodded repeatedly. As the saying goes, one family does not belong to the same family. The two people's attitudes towards doing things are very similar. They will not reject each other rashly until they understand each other.
"What kind of scripture is this?" Changsheng asked.
"The Mahaprajnaparamita Sutra," Zhang Mo said casually, "This is indeed a sutra that saves the souls of the dead."
"Isn't it a scripture about suppressing evil spirits?" Changsheng asked.
"No." Zhang Mo shook his head.
"Since it is a scripture that saves the souls of the dead, why are those little ghosts imprisoned here?" Changsheng Duo was confused.
Zhang Mo did not answer the question of longevity, but opened his Dharma eyes again and looked carefully to confirm that the scriptures on the stone wall were indeed the truth and not an illusion.
After observing, Zhang Mo came to the top of the stone wall. This place was outside the confinement. The slopes on the west side were all pine trees and there was not a single locust tree.
Changsheng came to Zhang Mo's side and asked, "What do you want to do with them?"
Zhang Mo was condescending and looked at the temple from a distance. At the same time, he said, "This tree demon has practiced Taoism for more than two thousand years. When this Lingkong Temple was built, it had already become a spirit."
Without waiting for Changsheng to answer, Zhang Mo said again, "The area where he is located is extremely yin-y, and it was probably the location of mass graves in the early years."
Changsheng said, "Since the monk who built the temple surrounded the big locust tree in the temple, it means that the monk probably came for it and not for those little devils."
"Indeed," Zhang Mo nodded, "The reason why the souls of those children are not allowed to go to the underworld is most likely caused by the tree demon. The roots of this tree demon are so intertwined that the locust trees within a dozen miles of the temple are All trees are derived from the same tree, and wherever their roots reach, they are under their control.”
"What to do now?" Changsheng asked.
"What do you think?" Zhang Mo asked casually.
Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Didn't it say that those monks left suddenly? Let's go back and have a look. If the monks in the temple did not leave but were harmed by them, we can directly summon Yu Tianlei. People from harm."
Zhang Mo nodded in agreement, then jumped up and flew ahead.
After a while, the two returned to the temple. The previous imps had disappeared, leaving only the hunchbacked old man transformed into a tree demon still waiting there.
Seeing the two of them returning, the hunchbacked old man hurriedly came up to greet them, and bowed to the two of them uneasily.
"We found the mountain wall and saw the scriptures on it," Zhang Mo walked around the hunchbacked old man and walked to the backyard as he spoke, "Let's go to the backyard and have a look."
"Oh, oh." The hunchbacked old man turned around and followed.
Since Chang Sheng did not use magic and was dressed as a layman, the hunchbacked old man did not know that he was also a member of the Taoist sect. However, the hunchbacked old man was also very polite to him. When he saw Chang Sheng walking behind, he hurriedly stopped and turned sideways, asking Chang Sheng to go first.
Changsheng glanced at the hunchbacked old man and walked quickly without saying a word.
Going to the backyard, the two of them saw the whole picture of the big locust tree. This big locust tree was three arms thick and more than five feet tall. It had luxuriant branches and leaves. The entire backyard of the temple was almost covered by its canopy. Down.
Zhang Mo did not stay under the tree for long, but quickly went to the north hall, while Changsheng stopped under the tree, looking up and observing.
This big locust tree is the true form of the hunchbacked old man. Seeing Changsheng standing under the tree, the hunchbacked old man became nervous and stood aside instead of following Zhang Mo to the main hall to the north.
Thinking of the hunchbacked old man who had given him the courtesy to go first, Chang Sheng wanted to give him a chance, "Tell me the truth about what happened here."
The hunchbacked old man did not expect such talk about immortality. He was confused and nervous.
Changsheng said calmly, "You should tell the truth at all times, and never try to hide something because you are smart."
Seeing the hunchbacked old man bowing his head and saying nothing, Chang Sheng said again, "Lying is the stupidest thing to do. It is 90% good and 10% bad, but once you lie, it becomes 100% bad. People who are deceived will go to the worst place. Thinking, and those who lie cannot blame others for thinking the worst, because they lied first."
Hearing Changsheng's words, the hunchbacked old man fell to his knees with a plop as if he had been struck by lightning...
