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The mountains are green, the forests are deep, in the evening, the three horsemen rush into break the tranquility of the mountains, and from time to time startle the birds and beasts beside the mountain road.

In the shade of the trees beside the road, a small pavilion shelters a monument in the pavilion, and the monument is engraved with the words 'Nanshan Temple' that have been eroded by the years.

Song Yanqing, Xu Yitian, and Chen Guishuo stopped their horses, looked at the inscription to confirm that they had not come to the wrong place, looked up at the stone steps that went around the mountain in front of them, and saw that there was a corner of the eaves in the dense forest on the mountain, which should be where the temple was located.

Song Yanqing tilted his head and signaled, Xu Yitian knocked the horse's belly with his heel, and the horse rushed up the stone steps, followed by Song Yanqing, and Chen Guishuo finally followed.

An antique temple on the top of the mountain, the environment is quiet, the sweeping monk in front of the door looked at the three people who jumped off the horse, and stepped forward to salute: "Three donors, it's late, I don't know..."

Song Yanqing stared coldly, there was no one in his eyes, he pushed him away, strode into the courtyard gate, Xu Yitian and Chen Guishuo also directly led the horse into the temple from the main gate. The monk hurriedly threw the broom and ran back to report.

Soon, more than a dozen young monks rushed out, carrying sticks in a row, stopping the three of them in the compound, and the monks' robes were washed white one by one, a little shabby.

Song Yanqing grabbed the money from the money bag around his waist and threw it out, and the sparse coins fell at the feet of the monks.

Huang Cancan, all gold coins, this is not a little bit of money, a group of monks looked at each other.

"Incense money! The chamber is ready for us, and the horses are to be fed with good fodder. Song Yanqing said lightly.

"A few donors turned out to be pilgrims!" The steward monk under the eaves of the main hall sighed, walked over quickly, waved his hand and beckoned a group of stick monks to put down their weapons, and personally greeted Song Yanqing, "In these years, there are many bandits in the mountains. "Reach out and invite to the living room.

The three horses were taken care of by their own people, and the stick monks began to collect gold coins from the ground.

"Are you the presiding officer of this hospital?" asked Song Yanqing, who was walking under the eaves corridor with his hands in his hands.

"No, no, the poor monk is obscure, and it is the first seat in the East Courtyard. If he politely reported his identity, he seemed to treat Song Yanqing as the gold master.

Song Yanqing glanced at him, "Let your host come to see me." ”

Ru Hui shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, the host is going out to visit friends, and he will come back tomorrow!"

That night, Song Yanqing and the three of them stayed in the guest room.

Soon after the smoke went out in the temple room, two young monks brought food for the meal.

After the meal was placed, the two little monks retreated, Xu Yitian walked to the table and looked at it, just a pot of green vegetables and rice, it was simple enough.

Xu Yitian took out a small porcelain bottle, shook some white powder into the rice, took the soup spoon and stirred it, his face quickly changed, he saw that the color of the rice was a little black, and he turned around and called softly, "Senior brother!"

Song Yanqing and Chen Guishuo took a closer look, and their faces changed, this meal is poisonous, fortunately I checked it, otherwise I don't know what will happen, who would have thought that this seemingly regular temple could do such a thing.

"A group of thieves!" Chen Guishuo gritted his teeth, turned around and was about to settle accounts with a group of monks.

Song Yanqing grabbed his arm, beckoned the two of them to come closer, and muttered when they met.

Turning around, Xu Yitian took the pot of rice and found a corner to deal with it, and after modifying the things on the table slightly, the three of them nodded to each other, and fell to the ground motionless one after another.

Half an hour later, a crack opened in a corner window, and one eye glanced into the room and disappeared.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and two stick monks came in when the door was pushed in, followed by an old monk in a robe, who was not tall, thin, slightly rickety, with a dark complexion, a white beard, and two bright eyes, which was the presiding officer of Nanshan Temple.

Outside, several stick monks poured in, and the first seat of the East Courtyard followed the old monk to the left, and the first seat of the West Courtyard was Ruming on the right.

A disciple lit up with an empty pot and said, "I've eaten it all." ”

Looking at the people lying at his feet, the first seat of the West Courtyard sighed, "Sins and sins, preside, we have created sin again!"

The host Fang Yuan sighed, "The world is so chaotic, the people are not happy, the people themselves can't take care of it, who will donate the sesame oil money? Nanshan Temple is far away from the city and is in the deep mountains, I don't want to find a way to get the sesame oil money, if everyone can't even eat enough, if the people are gone, they will disperse, what else to talk about revitalizing Nanshan Temple? Give me a few more years, I will definitely build a big temple in the city to fulfill the host's last wish, and when the time comes, there will be incense money in the account every day, and we don't have to do this anymore." ”

"Alas!" a few sighs rang out among the monks.

Ru Hui waved his hand, and several stick monks stepped forward to search the bodies of the three people on the ground.

Who knew that the mutation was sudden, and a stick monk screamed "ah", and was kicked out by Xu Yitian, knocking over several people in a row.

Song Yanqing also got up, grabbed the neck of a stick monk, and sneered: "What a group of thieves and monks who seek money and kill people!" When the words fell, his hand twisted, and the stick monk in his hand clicked in his throat, and he directly twisted it, and grabbed it in the void with his hand, and the sword that was placed behind him was unsheathed, sucked it up, and put it into his hand.

Three sword lights suddenly rose, a group of stick monks waved wooden sticks to resist, which one stopped, and was killed in an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, screaming again and again, and the rest were so frightened that they retreated in a panic, leaving only the presiding Yuanfang wielding a Zen staff to tinkle to resist, covering the evacuation of the monks, and there was a faint demonic aura on the body.

"It turned out to be a goblin!" Song Yanqing sneered, slashed down with a sword, and the Yuanfang Zen staff blocked it, shocking Song Yanqing's arm numb.

Yuanfang is obviously not the opponent of Song Yanqing and others, he can almost fight any of them, he has no strength to fight back, except for the amazing brute force, his cultivation is indeed not very good.

What is surprising to the three of them is that Yuanfang has been hit by several swords in a row, and the clothes on his body have been scratched and tattered, but it is the sword blade that is difficult to hurt his body, and it seems that he is wearing some kind of protective armor, otherwise he would have taken Yuanfang's life.

However, the three of them soon discovered the flaw in Yuanfang, the sword blade is useless, and only the stabbing can pierce the flesh of Yuanfang. Rao is round square skin and thick flesh repeatedly avoided the vital point, and even under a few swords, he was a little unbearable, and the blood was dripping all the way in the dodge.

Several people were killed in the courtyard, Song Yanqing raised his hand slightly, Xu Yitian and Chen Guishuo stopped and stopped attacking, and the three of them surrounded the embarrassed and frightened Yuanfang in the middle.

The monks of the temple seemed to have all appeared, in addition to the more than ten people who had just died at the hands of Song Yanqing and the three of them, there were more than 20 monks at the scene, all of them were frightened when they held the guys in their hands, and they did not dare to approach after seeing Song Yanqing and others, and they did not want to throw down the Yuanfang and run away.

The blood dripping Yuanfang gasped, and slowly turned around in a circle with a Zen staff in his hand to warn the three of them.

"Do you want to die or live?" Song Yanqing asked lightly.

Yuanfang gritted his teeth and said, "I said you could let me go if you want to live?"

Song Yanqing said: "Of course it's not that good, if you want to live, serve me, as long as you are obedient, I will help you realize your wish to enter the city to build a temple, and you can also let the court give you an official identity, otherwise you will have to worry about your life wherever you go, and those monks who kill demons will not let you go easily!"

The word 'punishment' on the token made Yuanfang's pupils shrink......

After a while, the monks began to clean up their own corpses, and Song Yanqing and the others went to another clean guest room.

In the guest room, in front of Song Yanqing and others, Yuanfang, who had bandaged his wounds, asked his disciples to retreat, but the golden retriever on that body made Song Yanqing and others understand that his feelings were a goblin who could not fully transform into a person.

Watching Yuanfang put on his clothes again, Song Yanqing said strangely: "As far as I know, this Nanshan Temple seems to be some years old, how can a group of monks let you be a goblin as the host?"

Yuanfang, who avoided pulling the wound and slowly dressed, smiled bitterly: "Actually, I'm not the host of Yuanfang......"

After he told the truth, Song Yanqing and others understood that the real Yuanfang presided over two years ago, and he was a bear that the monks of Nanshan Temple picked up and adopted from the mountains two hundred years ago. When he had a certain amount of cultivation and began to transform into shape, the reference object of transformation was Yuanfang, so he became Yuanfang's appearance, but his cultivation was not enough, and his transformation was not complete, and he still needed to be improved.

As he said, the world is too chaotic, and it is very difficult for Nanshan Temple to maintain, and when the host of Yuanfang is still alive, he constantly gets financial supplies from the outside, so that Nanshan Temple can barely support it. When Yuanfang presided over the death, he didn't want Nanshan Temple to collapse, and entrusted Nanshan Temple to him, but in order to fulfill the last wish of Yuanfang, this guy began to lead a group of monks to do unsightly deeds, not only to make money and kill people in the temple, but also to take the monks of Nanshan Temple to the roadside to ambush and rob the road. However, some monks used to be silently supported by the property he got, but they really couldn't stand it if they really wanted to do it themselves, what was the matter with the robbery of the Buddhist disciples?

"I actually did a lot of good deeds, and I quietly took the disciples of Nanshan Temple to clear up the bandits in the mountains and forests nearby, and we will sweep a batch of them. The bandits were so hateful, they robbed people when they saw them, and they robbed them back to the cottage when they saw women, we were different, we only robbed the rich, and we did absolutely nothing to the poor, and when we had a good harvest, we occasionally went to the nearby villages to give some food. If you don't believe it, you can go and inquire, since I became the host, the nearby villages no longer have to worry about bandits, they can not close their doors at night, although they don't know that Nanshan Temple helped them solve the trouble, but they will only say that Nanshan Temple is good, not a bad word, Nanshan Temple's reputation is absolutely no problem in the vicinity!" Yuanfang emphasized this point, intending to prove that he was actually a good person.

Song Yanqing and the three of them were stunned after hearing this, and they were shocked by this host, who is this temple host? This is clearly the leading brother!