After coming out of Ning Xiaohong's house, Hunxu led the way in front of him and came to the place where he said he would spend the night. Next to the village, there was an abandoned courtyard full of weeds. I don't know how many years have passed, the house has been dilapidated and there is a big hole in the roof.

"We will live here tonight?" Wusheng said.

"Yes." Monk Kongxu nodded.

"I think we should go to Xiaohong's house to spend the night?" Wusheng said.

He felt that Xiaohong's simple home just now was a wealthy courtyard compared to this place.

With a creaking sound, Kongxu stretched out his hand and pushed open the half-falling wooden door.

"There is only her in the female donor's family. Her husband went out for something, and it was not appropriate for us two monks to spend the night at her house." Kongxu said.

"That's true, but is there a slightly better place? It's really..." Wusheng came into the house, and there was only a broken table, with dust everywhere, the room was cold and damp, and there was an indescribable smell.

"It would be nice to have a place that can shelter from wind and rain. We monks don't have so many things to pay attention to." Monk Kongxu said.

After saying that, he cleaned the house a little, found a clean place, and made a floor. Then he went outside to find some firewood and set a fire in the house. He suddenly felt much warmer. Seeing that he was very skilled when doing these things, it was obviously not the first time he did it.

The sky outside was completely dark, and there were a few birds crying from afar.

The cicadas are noisy in the forest and the birds are singing in the mountains.

It's very quiet outside,

"It's getting late, I have to hurry up tomorrow, so I'll have to rest early." Kongxu said. After saying that, he lay on the ground and prepared to go to bed.

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" Wusheng asked.

"Run? You can try it." Kongxu smiled and said without caring.

Not long after, the fat monk snored slightly and he fell asleep.

Wusheng was lying on the ground, listening to the crackling sound of firewood burning nearby, he couldn't sleep. He lay on the ground, looking up through the big hole in the roof, looking at the sky.

He was not from this world, but his name was Wang Sheng. He fell asleep in that world and felt sleepy. He woke up and was in the broken temple. Then he found that he had changed his body. He was not the original self. He was much younger. He was shaved into a bald man, and had a funny Buddhist name. He didn't come back to his senses for a while. He thought he was in a dream and stayed in a daze for two days. When he saw the three big words "Lanruo Temple" on the plaque of the temple, he felt a very bad feeling.

When he went to the back mountain to collect firewood, he saw the big tree with its teeth and claws, which grew dozens of feet tall, covering the sky and the sun. Every tree was about to catch up with a forest. Even when the sun was the strongest, standing under the tree would only feel the shade. No, to be precise, it was cold and cold. Looking back, you could see a giant mountain standing there, as if it was a giant standing tall, majestic and heavy.

"What's that mountain called?"

"Montenegro!"

This is the answer of the senior brother who was Wudou. Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew. He fell into an ice cellar, and his variant became cold and he did not sleep all night.

In the Liaozhai School, Lanruo Temple, Tree Monster, Black Mountain Old Monster, Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia, and the seductive Xiaoqian, one scene after another appeared in his mind.

What happened this morning later.

In fact, he really didn't want to be a monk. He had longed for this somewhat glorious profession and wanted to try it. However, he had to be a monk in the "Lanruo Temple", and there was a thousand-year-old locust tree and a black mountain behind him. He didn't even do it if he was beaten to death.

Nothing happened so coincidental!

He is not the scholar named Ning Caichen, he dares to even go to the female ghost, and there are no bearded swordsmen here.

He really wanted to run, but he really didn't know where to run because he didn't know the world at all.

Wow, a wind suddenly blew outside, and the dilapidated door page creaked, and came into the room, and the bonfire was blowing loudly.

Yes,

Suddenly, a voice floated in from outside with the wind, as if a woman was calling.

Someone?

After hearing the sound, the young monk sat up from the ground and saw a white shadow swaying past the door.

What?

"Who?" Wang Sheng shouted outside. The only response to him was the whimpering sound of the wind.

"I read it wrong."

At this moment, a white figure floated past the door again, with long hair swaying past.

It's certain that it's a person!

He was shocked and his hair stood up in an instant.

Gudong, swallowed and spit.

"Hey, hey, monk, there are people outside!"

Hum, Hum, the fat monk next to him slept like a dead pig.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, picked up the torch, walked slowly towards the door, came to the door, and looked out. There were weeds in the courtyard, and the sky was as cold as water, sprinkled on the ground. Everything was so quiet, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

"No one, did you see it wrong?"

Wow, a gust of wind blew, and then a man floated out of the weeds, wearing white clothes and long black hair covering his face. The key was that his feet were not on the ground, but were one foot away from the ground, hanging in the air, with his arms hanging down, and he floated straight towards the door.

Suddenly, a chill rushed straight from his tail spine to his forehead. He felt his scalp numb and cold sweat suddenly came out. He was stunned, his whole body was trembling, not knowing what to do.

It's a ghost!

He shouted, turned around and came to the side of the fat monk who was still sleeping.

"Wake up, wake up, there are ghosts outside!"

He shouted and kicked Monk Kongxu, waking up.

"What's wrong?" Monk Kongxu clattered his mouth and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Ghost, there are ghosts outside!" Wang Sheng pointed his arm outside with trembling arms.

"Ghost, what the hell?" Kongxu took a deep breath, got up and walked outside.

"He is outside, be careful!" Wang Sheng said.

Who knows what the hell is outside? What if it is the kind who likes to eat people?

The fat monk came to the door, creaked, and the door was pushed open without any hesitation. Outside was a deserted courtyard with weeds and most of the courtyard walls collapsed. In the distance were the woods outside the village and the deep mountains in the distance, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky.

Quiet, very quiet.

"Where are ghosts?" he turned around and asked.

"Just now, he floated out from behind the weed, wearing white clothes, his long hair covered his face, and his feet were unavailable." Wang Sheng pointed to the weeds and said.

"Go and go and have a look."

"ah?"

"What are you afraid of? There is a Buddha in your heart, and all evil will not invade you." The fat monk said with a solemn expression.

Amitabha,

He pronounced the Buddha's name and walked into the weeds.

The weeds were quite high, and the more they reached the person's shoulders, the more they walked in, the more they felt chills all over.

"Am I trying to die?" he asked himself.

I stopped after walking in a short while. When I reached the end, the broken courtyard wall blocked the way. The yard was not big.

"Look, what's there?" said Monk Kongxu.

"Go back to the house."
Chapter completed!