The temple was broken and covered with weeds, and even the statue of the Bodhisattva clay inside was missing.

Yuan Xing didn't care about these things. He picked up the tools in the afternoon and roughly cleaned up. Although it was still broken, he could still live there.

He laid the bag in the side hall and officially settled down. This mission only provided a location, but did not give a specific time. I don’t know if the person has been reincarnated recently, even if it was delayed for a few years. This place is probably his place to settle down.

That night, dark clouds covered the moon, and the fields were covered in darkness. Soon, the sound of drizzle came in.

Yuanxing lit an oil lamp, and sat cross-legged under the beating light, but did not enter into a state of meditation, but waited quietly.

The haunted temple and the night rain in early summer are simply the artistic conception of a Chinese Studio and the standard configuration of horror movies. To be honest, I really look forward to it.

Unfortunately, things in the world cannot be completely obedient to others.

I waited until the early morning, and the sound of rain outside the four sides was still there, but I didn't notice anything unusual, and the female ghost rumored by the local people did not see it.

Yuanxing is used to going to bed early, and it’s okay if he has something to do. Now he is calm and can’t help feeling sleepy anymore. He yawned and was too lazy to blow the light, so he just sat down and closed his eyes.

After a while, the wind that was blowing in from the broken window seemed to be stronger than before. The fireworks on the lamp trembled violently with the wind, as if they could be extinguished at any time, and they were still breathing.

A wisp of black mist seeped in from the bottom of the hall gate, winding forward like a long snake, and the target seemed to be the sleeping monk.

However, when the fog was about to approach the fate, it suddenly stopped moving, and then retreated quickly. No, it was more appropriate to describe it as escaping.

The wind gradually became smaller, and the flames in the lamp jumped a few times and returned to normal. Everything in the room seemed to be like before going to bed, without any change.

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After finishing my morning class, I started to work hard. It can be predictable that I will be very busy in the future.

What kind of robbers who can rob him, a poor monk? The rewards of several donors are actually pitifully small. Most of the copper coins, a single axe and bedding, were used. He calculated that all the remaining money was used to buy miscellaneous grains for life, and even saving was enough to eat for a month.

Although he has already boasted that Haikou needs to repair this temple, he can't afford to buy building materials, let alone hire people. Well, even if he has money, who dares to come to this ghost temple?

Fortunately, I have done a lot of heavy work, so I used stones to use materials on the spot, log wood outside the town, and digged sand to the riverside. I have the strength and I am not afraid of working alone.

Sometimes when I am free, I feel very sad. He has been studying for so many years and has read so many books, but it seems that he has not played much role in him. He is the most convenient way to be a coolie through time these few times. Alas, why did he become a monk?

Of course, you can't work every day, after all, there are still tasks to be completed.

So at noon, he would take some time to enter the town, or stroll around, or write some food when begging for alms, or at least show it out, so that he could make a name for himself to live in a ghost temple and live well.

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After nearly ten days, the temple's renovation progress was halfway through. Except for the exterior wall, the main hall and the side hall where he lived had basically been repaired. There was nothing I could do about the statue of the Bodhisattva with a broken arm, so I can only talk about it later.

During this period, Yuan Xing was waiting for the occurrence of supernatural events almost every day, but he had no gains. If it weren't for the abundant spiritual energy in this world and the explanation of the golden cicada, he would have really thought that there were no ghosts in this world.

Wandering around and inquire every day, plus the explanation from the cicada, Yuanxing has already had a general concept of this era. The Li Dynasty has just been established for thirteen years, and in addition to the wars in the north and the southwest, it is also considered that the world has been settled.

Unlike during the war, people are at peace now, and there are also haunted monsters and monsters, but they are not as frequent as in the past. Perhaps because of nature, some horrible and evil stories have lasted forever in people's mouths.

This is the case with this nameless temple. Since taking office, people living nearby have sworn to see white shadows appearing here at night with the crying of babies. Although they have never died, they still made a lot of furious things a few years ago and scared many people. They also asked the monk to see it, but they all got nothing, and gradually no one set foot here.

This world is different from Blue Star and Earth. Since the birth of human civilization, it has always been neighboring with mountain spirits and wild monsters. It is common for the people to talk about ghosts, monsters and foxes. Who hasn't experienced many evil things since childhood? It's unreasonable that even ordinary evil spirits and haunted ghosts cannot be distinguished. What's more, there are practitioners involved.

The current nodes are generally stable. The invasion of the demon world will only happen three hundred years later. Many experts in the world of cultivation are walking in the world. Fate moves do not think that they are much better than others. It is normal that they cannot see clues when they open their eyes. When they think of this, they no longer worry about it. They should work, recite scriptures, and sleep when they should go to bed.

Even if there are really big monsters here, he can leave at the worst. Who is afraid of whom?

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The prefectures and counties here belong to are famous fish and rice places in the Li Dynasty, but they are only considered a remote town. There are few outsiders coming, let alone real cultivation.

He is not a family that he chooses to beg for alms. No matter whether he can get food or not, he will clean up the evil spirits in his family.

Because of begging for food, Yuan Xing lowered his posture very low, which was much easier to get along with than those practitioners with their noses facing the sky. The key is that this monk looks good and is kind, and occasionally he can see some evil diseases (in fact, it is evil spirits entering the body). Gradually, people no longer had the vigilance and alienation of foreigners before, and they also liked to chat with him for some things if they had nothing to do. Over time, the small temple actually regained some popularity, and some even took the initiative to help repair the wall.

Therefore, in less than a month, Yuanxing had a foothold that could shelter from wind and rain, and also gained the trust of the people.

Of course, it is not without worries. There are so many people walking around. Although he has gained a lot of information from the townsmen, he is fair and handsome, and always meets a female donor with a verbal heart. He is calm and knows that others are just asking for some advantage verbally, so he doesn't care much, but he always faces the hostility of the male owner in his family.

Just like now.

"My little master has a profound Buddhist teachings, and the little woman has become interested in Buddhism recently. I wonder when Master will come to my room. Let's discuss it."

The person who spoke was a plump and strong woman. She put two pieces of bread into Yuanxing's bowl, and her little eyes kept spinning on Yuanxing's face.

Yuan Xing thanked him solemnly, and inadvertently glanced at the little wife blushing behind her. The corners of her eyes twitched. You teased the good monk in front of your daughter-in-law. This is not good.
Chapter completed!