"Your Majesty, you are worrying too much," Datou said with relief, "Since that pangolin has become a spirit, it must know some magic or something. If it really encounters an opponent, it can't run away if it can't defeat it?"
Changsheng said, "I'm not worried that it will have an accident. I'm just worried that its lifespan won't be that long."
Datou shook his head and said, "Probably not. It and this mysterious snake are both recorded in your old book. The mysterious snake is alive and well, and it must not be dead either."
"They are not the same species and cannot be compared with each other," Changsheng said. "Pangolins are hot-blooded beasts, while black snakes are cold-blooded insects. Most cold-blooded aliens have longer lifespans than warm-blooded aliens. Moreover, black snakes have not lived for thousands of years. Reproduce offspring, but the pangolins in Duoya Mountain are in a group, which means that the golden-clawed dragon and carp have offspring. The more offspring they reproduce, the shorter their lifespan will be. This is the law of heaven."
"Okay, stop talking and leave early," Zhang Mo urged in a harmonious voice, "The cliff mountain is not far from here. Whether the golden-clawed dragon carp is dead or alive, you can find out by going to the cliff mountain."
Hearing Zhang Mo's words, Changsheng nodded and said yes, then used his physical skills to fly ahead. Zhang Mo raised his breath and followed closely behind. Da Tou called Miss Bai and Low Fei followed.
Chang Sheng had never been to this area before, and he kept track of the number of ups and downs during the flyby. He was still cultivating in the mountains at this time, and he could only fly two miles in one fly, which could be used to calculate the distance.
Although he found a way to deal with the black snake, Changsheng was not at ease because there were great variables in this matter. He was not sure whether the golden-clawed dragon carp was still alive, nor whether it could understand human speech, let alone Don't know what its temperament is.
After traveling two hundred miles, Changsheng's worries were reduced by half, because a large number of snake-repelling herbs appeared on the ground, mainly Aesculus aesculata. In addition, there were also Hope Jiangnan and Gangbangui. Such a large area of Snake-repelling herbs can only be planted artificially, and their purpose is most likely to drive away the black snakes in the blackwater swamp.
As the name suggests, there is a cliff on the mountain. The three of them saw a mountain in the distance with a steep cliff on the east side from dozens of miles away. The densely packed snake repelling herbs in the mountain spread around the cliff peak. of.
Just as the three of them were rushing towards it, a copper bell suddenly buzzed from the foot of the cliff mountain, "Bang~"
Before the three of them could react, the second bell sounded again.
Datou urged Miss Bai to fly closer to Changsheng, "Your Majesty, that's not right. Why does this sound sound like a monk ringing a bell?"
"It sounds similar to me." Changsheng frowned and nodded.
"We may have arrived too late. Those pangolins may have been collected by the monks." Datou said angrily and regretfully.
At this time, Zhang Mo was also beside Changsheng. Changsheng turned to look at her, "I don't see any evil spirit in front of me, what about you?"
Zhang Mo shook his head, indicating that he didn't notice the evil spirit either.
Since there was no evil spirit, it meant that the pangolins were no longer there. Chang Sheng suppressed his frustration and continued to fly forward.
After a while, the three of them came to the peak on the east side of the cliff mountain. They stopped at the top of the mountain and looked to the west. Sure enough, they found a small temple at the foot of the cliff mountain. There was also a small village around the temple with dozens of wooden and bamboo houses.
"Oh my God, these bald donkeys are in such misery," Datou cried bitterly, "Why are they going to the mountains to torment pangolins when they have nothing to do?"
After speaking, he saw that neither of them answered, but when he saw smiles on their faces, he asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty, why are you smiling?"
Changsheng was observing from a distance and did not hear Datou's question. Zhang Mo beside him said in a low voice, "The monks in this temple and the people in the village are all transformed into dragons and carps. It must be because they worship Buddha all the year round. The monsters on them are The energy is already very weak.”
Hearing Zhang Mo explain his doubts, Datou felt relieved, "It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead. Hey, Mr. Zhang, why do you think these guys believe in Buddhism?"
"It must be due to the geographical location," Zhang Mo said. "Buddhism originated in Tianzhu and was introduced to China during the Han Dynasty. Tianzhu is located directly west of here. Buddhism was first introduced to China from this area. After that, Buddhism was divided into two. One branch passed through Jiannan Road to Longyou Road and became the current Esoteric Buddhism. The other branch spread to the hinterland of China via Lingnan Road and became the Sutra Buddhism, which is the branch to which Shaolin Temple belongs. "
Datou is not concerned about the origin of Buddhism. What he cares about is whether the golden-clawed dragon carp is still alive. "Is the leader still alive?"
"We can't be sure yet. We need to take a closer look." Zhang Mo said.
While Zhang Mo and Datou were talking, Changsheng had already thought about what to do next, "Let's go to worship the mountain."
After hearing Changsheng's words, Zhang Mo and Datou followed him around the south of the mountain. In fact, the three of them could also rush directly to the temple, but it would be rude to do so.
There is a small road in the south of the village that winds south. The three people landed at the intersection and walked north.
As early as the three people flew down from the top of Dongshan Mountain, they were discovered by the villagers outside the temple and the transformed pangolins. This place is located deep in the mountains, and few people come here on weekdays. The sudden appearance of the three people made these pangolins extremely nervous. , before the three of them could get close, they scattered and fled.
"Shouting the Buddha's name shows that we have no ill intentions." Changsheng said casually.
"How do you pronounce the first word, yes or oh?" Datou asked.
"Oh, it's Sanskrit, oh, it's Chinese, both are correct." Changsheng said casually.
After receiving Changsheng's answer, Datou raised his voice and shouted Amitabha. He could only do this because Changsheng and Zhang Mo were both Taoist priests. A Taoist priest calling Amitabha would be equivalent to changing his family and deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors.
This trick is really effective. The pangolins nearby were originally very panicked, but they calmed down after hearing the Buddha's name. Although they still didn't dare to get close, they were not as panicked as before. They hid in groups of three or two. Peeping curiously from the dark.
Datou wanted to shout twice but then shut up. Seeing that this plan was feasible, he kept shouting loudly and said to Changsheng while taking a breather, "My lord, they all understand human speech."
"Understanding Amitabha Buddha does not necessarily mean you can understand Chinese. This place is far away from China, but it is very close to Tianzhu. They don't necessarily speak which language." When Chang Sheng spoke, he couldn't help but think of Ni Zuo. A business wizard, he is also proficient in six languages and more than a dozen dialects. He really lives up to the saying that those who are capable can do anything, and those who are not capable cannot do anything.
"I have traveled everywhere, and I have been to Lingnan Road many times. As long as it is not spoken in Sanskrit, I can understand it," Zhang Mo said.
Hearing Zhang Mo's words, I sighed with emotion, another genius. Sometimes it doesn't matter who you are, but who you are with is more important. Zhang Mo and Ni Zhu are both geniuses. Being with them not only broadens your horizons and Vision also improves cognition and structure.
Most people like to stay with people who are inferior to them, because they can be looked up to and satisfy their vanity. In fact, this is a big mistake. As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. Everyone will be influenced by the people around them. Influence, if you want to become excellent, you must stay with excellent people. If you can't restrain your superficial vanity and humbly seek advice from the strong, you will end up wandering around in the market, talking nonsense that cannot be realized, and complaining that your talents are not being appreciated.
The three of them walked into the village and Changsheng looked around. Although the wooden houses and bamboo houses in the village were rather crudely built, they were built off the ground. In addition, the styles of the houses were also similar to those outside, which showed that this place was not completely perfect. Isolated from the world, there is still some interaction with the outside world.
The gate of the temple faced the main road of the village. When he saw the plaque hanging on the gate tower, Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because the three words "Baofeng Temple" on the plaque were written in Chinese.
Just as Changsheng was looking at the plaque carefully, a group of monks wearing sect cassocks walked out of the temple quickly. The leading monk was quite fat. He must be around fifty years old. He seemed to have something wrong with his legs and feet, and he walked with a slight limp. It is an alien creature. Like the group of monks behind it, it also has no eyebrows or beard.
"This person's cultivation level is far higher than that of you and me, so there is no doubt that he is the rightful master." Zhang Mo said in a low voice.
Changsheng nodded slowly, then turned to Datou on the side and said, "If it's not convenient for us to talk, you can do it."
This was not the first time that Da Tou played a bad role. Hearing Chang Sheng's words, he immediately smiled knowingly and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
The lame monk wore a very old monk's cassock. Not only had it faded after washing, but there were many patches on the cassock. The dozens of monks behind him were all wearing gray cassocks.
A group of monks stopped at the entrance of the temple. The lame monk in the lead rushed to the three people who had already arrived at the foot of the steps, clasped their hands and chanted Buddha, "Namo Amitabha, the three donors came from afar, why..."
