Chapter 825 Lanruo Temple (second update)
Fantasy? Dream? Meng Qi, whose experience in the world could be called a veteran, did not let the shock and astonishment last. His thinking ability recovered instantly, and several guesses popped up in his mind.
He looks calm on the outside, the golden giant Buddha suppresses the Yuan Shen, and the Dharma between his eyebrows secretly pinches the Yuanxin Seal. They are the nemesis of illusions and magic in the world, and one of the sources of similar martial arts. The two are combined into one, even if Meng Qi Even without entering the hall, I am confident that I can see the unreality of all the illusions and dreams below the Dharmakaya!
A touch of glazed golden light spread across his eyes, and the hazy veil between heaven and earth disappeared. Everything became clear, but nothing changed.
The knight in white squatted at the square table and picked up the chopsticks. He felt that the mature and elegant man in green shirt in front of him exuded a little vague Zen feeling, as if he had an incomprehensible soul. He increasingly believed that the other person was an expert from this world. With his slightly vicissitudes of life, The temperament should have frosty white temples or a head full of silver threads!
Seeing that Meng Qi didn't respond, he suddenly thought about it and suddenly realized it. He wiped the chopsticks on his clothes and then handed them over respectfully, saying flatteringly: "Senior, you have already wiped it clean."
"Brother Chong? What are you doing?" The pretty girl couldn't understand her lover's behavior at all, and she cried out.
How could a young hero who was supposed to be upright be so humble?
The handsome young hero showed a slight panic, but when he turned around he looked serious: "Qingmei, this senior has a dignified appearance and good graces. I admired him at first sight. Alas, in today's world, many young people are fighting against With great strength and chaos in the world, they have no respect for the elders and have no sense of chivalry, which is shameful. How can we be like them? It should be noted that the elders have eaten more salt than we have eaten. It will be beneficial to listen more to their teachings. As an old person, I am an old person, and you are also a person with a father and a mother. You should know the role of respecting the elderly and the virtuous. "
The more he spoke, the more upright and eloquent he became.
The pretty girl's eyes flashed, as if there were bright stars shining inside: "Brother Chong, there are few people in the world who respect the elderly, respect the virtuous, be humble and self-sufficient, and are heroic and courageous like you. I was not wrong about you!"
The admiration seemed to grow deeper.
The handsome young hero quietly exhaled, turned his head, looked at the senior who was sitting calmly, and respectfully placed his chopsticks on the table.
What he didn't know was that the senior with a "mature and elegant" temperament was madly slandering:
"Damn it! You won't meet a strong man who can turn back time, will you?"
It was neither an illusion nor a dream. The words "turn back time" popped up in "Senior Master" Meng Qi's mind.
He looked at the handsome young hero "indifferently" and felt that his blood, muscles, skin, bones, costumes, soul and storage bag of a first-class master were all clearly presented in his heart, and even the bloody flag could not escape. Wisdom, but there are no items related to Zhou Guang.
This matter is very strange, please pay more attention... Meng Qi did not dare to touch the other party's memory fragments rashly, for fear of causing uncontrollable changes, so he still acted like a master, brushed his chopsticks and said:
"In today's world, there are not many young people who understand etiquette like you."
The handsome young hero was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with cupped hands: "Junior Nangong Chong, from Dinghu, this is my fiancée Du Qingqing. She heard that there is a ghost near Lanruo Temple, an ancient Buddhist temple, and came here to kill demons. I don't know what you call me, senior?"
Hearing the word fiancée, a blush spread on Du Qingqing's smooth white face, feeling shy and happy at the same time.
At this time, Sun Junlin, the Zuo envoy next to him, smiled and asked, "Is Lanruo Temple haunted?"
I happened to be here to inquire about Lanruo Temple, so it would be better to meet by chance than to meet him.
Meng Qi's green shirt was slightly darker in color and he looked dark and simple when facing the window. He glanced at Zuo Shi without emotion and thought to himself: He really "doesn't remember" what happened when he was attacked just now.
"Back to my predecessors, a few years ago the monks of Lanruo Temple died mysteriously one after another, turning the neighborhood into a ghost land. Fortunately, Master Shaotian passed by and cleared away the ghost atmosphere and restored tranquility to the area. As a result, Lanruo Temple became a resting place for passers-by. However, during this period, travelers died suddenly in the temple from time to time, just like corpses." Nangong Chong said from beginning to end, "Dinghu Lake is close to here, so after hearing about it, the younger generation volunteered to come and eliminate the ghosts. "
Zuo Shi asked a few more specific questions, and Nangong Chong gave detailed answers, giving him and Meng Qi a general understanding of the situation at Lanruo Temple.
Because he has abundant good deeds and is not afraid of failure in the mission, Meng Qi is far more interested in what just happened than the old demon from Montenegro, so he slowly stood up and said with his hands behind his back: "We are from the Cangtian Sect, and we are going to Lanruo Temple. If you want to follow, you can follow us. Follow."
"Yes, senior!" Nangong Chong looked happy, pulled Du Qingqing and followed Meng Qi to Lanruo Temple.
After leaving the city and flying in the air, Nangong Chong still maintained a respectful attitude, looking at the deep green shadow in front of him from time to time, showing a somewhat doubtful expression.
"It's really good for you to have such a level of cultivation at your age. Who are the elders in the family?" Meng Qi asked casually.
Du Qingqing interjected: "This junior is the legitimate daughter of the Du family in Jianzhou. She has been nurtured by her parents since she was a child. Being able to step into the field at this age is not worthy of praise from my seniors. It is because I am from an ordinary family in Dinghu. When I was young, I met The horse bandit robbed and became a beggar, but he did not go too far and did not give up. From a beggar to a bodyguard, he was promoted from a bodyguard to an escort. In the end, God rewarded his hard work and had an adventure. He entered the ruins of his predecessors and obtained the true story. "
"When he encounters disasters many times, he can always turn them into safety. He can often accomplish things that the world thinks are impossible. He is a leader among his peers in this generation, and he always has a chivalrous heart..."
Her pretty face seemed to be glowing, and she tried her best to speak well of her lover in front of the senior. By then, this extraordinary master might accept Chongge as his disciple, or give him magic skills or treasures.
He could always turn danger into safety... Meng Qi grasped the key point and smiled slightly: "I haven't been in the world for many years, but I didn't know there was such a talent."
"Senior, you are too kind." When Nangong Chong heard the words "I haven't been in the world for many years", the doubts in his eyes were relieved a lot.
He was about to continue to get close to him, and a dilapidated temple appeared in front of them.
The temple is located in the mountains, just blocking the north-south passage. It is surrounded by dense forests. The roots of the trees are tangled, the branches are lush, and they are connected into one piece, blocking the sunlight. Even if the sun has not set yet, the forest is dim and cold.
The four people arrived in front of the temple. What they heard was the croaking of crows, and what they saw was the yellow wall covered with vines. No one cleaned the fallen leaves, and the wind blew, making the scene messy.
Above the half-broken gate, there is a half-hanging and half-falling plaque, which tells the world that this place is "Lanruo Temple".
Meng Qi could sense a gloomy feeling without deliberately sensing it. He smiled and walked forward with his hands behind his back. Every step he took happened to step on a fallen leaf, but he did not break or dirty them.
Pushing open the temple door and passing through the square full of bird droppings, Nangong Chong and Du Qingqing followed Meng Qi into the hall with traces of fire.
Meng Qi stepped over the threshold and entered the hall. He saw a rough man standing in front of him. He was imposing and rock-like. He carried a broadsword on his back, looking mighty and majestic.
When the two of them made eye contact, the burly man felt that the eyes of the man opposite him were deep, as if there was a world hidden inside, and no emotion could be seen at all. He was suddenly awed, and after a long time he said: "Lanruo Temple is haunted, it's best not to stay."
Meng Qi seemed to have known that there was someone in the hall long ago. He retracted his gaze, walked to the side leisurely, flicked his sleeves, "sweeped" a clean area, sat down casually and said: "Since it is haunted, why do you stay?"
"I am here to get rid of ghosts." The burly man said.
Nangong Chong glanced at him, pulled Du Qingqing to sit next to Meng Qi, and whispered: "Qingmei, if I am not mistaken, he should be Yan Chixia Yan."
Du Qingqing was startled when she heard the words, and her eyes were cast at the burly man, looking at his whole body, especially the broadsword, and then retracted her gaze and said sincerely: "Brother Chong, you are really knowledgeable, and seem to know everything."
"At least I don't know who this senior is?" Nangong Chong smiled bitterly and transmitted the message.
At this time, the sun gradually set, and there were footsteps coming, stumbling.
After a while, they saw a handsome scholar carrying a bookcase on his back.
"Lanruo Temple is haunted, it's best not to stay." Yan Chixia couldn't help but glance at Meng Qi again while speaking.
The handsome scholar panted and said, "It's getting late, it's even more dangerous outside!"
"I'm Ning Caichen."
With a whoosh, a cold wind blew past, like a whirlpool.