Chapter 163 Wishing Temple

Chapter 163 Wishing Temple

While waiting for Li Motang, Huang Feng sat on the treetop and recalled the information he had learned in the tree house. After hearing many legends from the girl He Qing in the brothel, he asked other people in the city.

In many of these legends, like the ghost in wedding clothes, anyone who is a normal person would like to hide away, but there is one legend that everyone wants to meet.

This legend is the Wishing Temple of Hundred Trials and Hundreds of Spirits. Some people say that it appears on the mountain, while others say that they have met it in the city. Without exception, those who make wishes will get their wishes.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huang Feng noticed someone walking swiftly with a sword in the distance of the official road. He looked up and saw that it was indeed Li Motang.

She was alone without Xiao Nuan. She didn't slow down until she saw him. She fell from the air to the level of the treetops. After looking up and down, she coldly snorted: "Didn't you say you couldn't do it?"

"It really took a lot of effort." Huang Feng described the battle with the wedding ghost, using a lot of exaggeration.

After hearing this, Li Motang looked at him and gritted his teeth and said: "According to you, that female ghost should have the strength of the Tianmen realm, why didn't she eat you alive?

Also, what's going on? "

Huang Feng stopped joking and repeated what happened to the people in the village and what the man behind the incident asked the ghost in wedding dress to bring to him, and said, "What do you think?"

Li Motang looked solemn: "In order to disrupt the situation, he attacked the people several times, which shows that the other party acted unscrupulously."

"Yes." Huang Feng became serious. "He told us bluntly that he originally wanted to use the Junhe River to bypass Shulu. He also said that no matter what we did, it would not affect the overall situation. This shows that the other party has almost made preparations and is ready to go. It’s done, and the tree house is no longer an obstacle to the other party.”

Li Motang asked: "Is there any possibility of bluffing?"

"Unlikely." Huang Feng said, "I feel that the other party is not a forbearing person. He said this through the mouth of the female ghost. He just wants to tell us that he doesn't care about this small flaw and can still play with us. , It’s like I’ve been holding it in for too long and I need to show it off.”

Li Motang thought about it and felt that it made sense. After all, it was just a sentence from the female ghost's mouth, and it was difficult to analyze more.

Following Huang Feng to the entrance of the village, Li Motang was silent for a long time when he saw the scene there and asked, "Who is your senior sister looking for? I can help."

"It shouldn't be necessary." Huang Feng shook his head, "You'd better go to Shulu with me. I want to see the temple where you can make wishes."

Li Motang didn't believe it: "This kind of legend is the most popular among people, so when it spreads, it is inevitable to exaggerate it. Senior Zhuge gave Li Yixuan a spiritual root and suffered a thunder disaster. Under the law of heaven, how can there be such a thing as making a wish and trying it a hundred times."

"Have you already understood the way of heaven? What if there is one? Of course, I don't think it's that simple." Huang Feng said, "It is rumored that a merchant met a bandit on the road. The merchant robbed money and wanted to kill someone. The merchant ran into the mountains. When I was exhausted, I saw a temple the size of a palm.

At that time, his daughter had just been born. In addition to the goods, he also had a luminous pearl that he planned to give to his daughter, so he made a wish to give the luminous pearl to his daughter. "

"Then what?" Li Motang asked.

Huang Feng spread his hands: "It's a pity that the merchant was caught up and killed by the bandits, but the bandits did not find the luminous pearl from him. The luminous pearl appeared on the bedside of the merchant's daughter the next day."

"This legend is false." Li Motang said, "If it can really come true, why not make a wish to live on, or even kill these bandits."

"Yes, why not make a wish to open the gate of heaven once you achieve enlightenment." Huang Feng said with a smile, "I think if this legend is true, and the merchant was desperate and made a wish to hand over the night pearl to his daughter, he would naturally wish to do so. He had to hand it over to his daughter alive, but the Wishing Temple played a word game with him.

Either way, there is a price to pay for making a wish, and the merchant cannot afford the price of survival. Just like Senior Zhuge seeking immortality for Li Yixuan, he has to bear the karma, gain and give up, and make a wish to pay chips. Do you think What's my conclusion? "

Li Motang thought about it carefully and felt that Huang Feng's inference was more likely than making a wish and trying everything: "So you think the ancestor Wu Langzhong hid the account books in the temple?"

"After such a long time, the other party is still staring at the Wu family, so I believe that this account book is definitely not a lie. Even if it is not hidden in the temple, if I can find this wishing temple and I make a wish to get this account book, I can definitely do it. How much does it cost to keep this account book?”

When Huang Feng said this, he suddenly asked: "You said if you ask Senior Zhuge to shout 'Here comes the account book', will the account book fly to you?"

Li Motang looked at him: "Senior Zhuge has been in the Heavenly Gate realm for more than a hundred years. Do you think the Heavenly Gate can really open if he shouts 'Heavenly Gate is open'?"

The two were arguing with each other and before they knew it, they had arrived at the tree hut.

Now that there were no more clues, Li Motang had no choice but to trust Huang Feng's intuition. The two of them explored the tree house for a while and listened to all the legends about the Wishing Temple.

After listening to the summary, Huang Feng felt a little depressed: "Why do these people in the legend encounter the Wishing Temple when they are desperate?"

He asked Li Motang: "How can I look like I'm desperate?"

Li Motang held the sword and hummed: "It's easy, I can help you."

"No, there's really no need." Huang Feng quickly stopped her.

Anyway, I have to wait for my senior sister in Shulu. Even if I don't find her in the end, it won't matter if I waste this little time.

At night, Li Motang was in the city, Huang Feng went out of the city into the mountains, and the two of them searched separately.

It's more like looking than luck.

"No matter how you say it, I can be considered a lucky person." Huang Feng walked in the dark mountains, instilling a little confidence in himself.

Unexpectedly, after he finished muttering, there was a voice behind him that echoed: "Young Master is indeed a man of great luck."

Huang Feng was horrified that someone could get so close to him silently!

He turned around quickly, but there was no one there. When he lowered his head, he saw an old man.

An ordinary person is five or six feet tall, but the old man in front of him is only five or six inches tall. He is leaning on a cane and looking up at him with a smile.

Is it a human or a ghost?

Huang Feng quickly rejected the idea that it was a ghost. Smart Ghost was the most sensitive to ghosts, so he didn't give him any reminder, which already explained the problem.

But the old man in front of him didn't seem to be a human being, let alone a monster. He had a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

Seeing that he was a little nervous, the old man smiled and said: "Why are you so surprised, Master? Aren't you here to find me at this late night?"

Huang Feng said tentatively: "I'm not recruiting you, I'm here to find a temple."

"Is it this one?" The old man looked at the ground with his crutch. A small temple slowly rose from the ground.

Looking carefully at this temple, it is not as magical as described in the legend. It is ordinary, as if it was made by an ordinary carpenter, and it is even a bit decayed.

Huang Feng was stunned for a moment: "Dare you ask me, senior?"