Fayan Temple is located in the middle and east of the Buddhist realm. It is thousands of miles away from Da Leiyin Temple. It is the nearest temple in the Buddhist realm to Da Lei Yin Temple.
Due to its special geographical location, many Buddhists flocked to Fayan Temple to worship the temple and learn its profound Buddhism. Some women also came to the temple to pray for incense and worship the Buddha, hoping to meet the strong of Da Leiyin Temple. After all, Da Leiyin Temple can not be entered casually, so I had to retreat and come to Fayan Temple to try my luck. If you can meet the strong of Da Leiyin Temple and accept yourself as a disciple, you will enter Da Leiyin Temple in one fell swoop. Practicing and becoming a master of the Buddha world, you can also listen to the Buddha's teachings up close.
One day, Brother Mao walked slowly to the front of Fayan Temple, and saw that Fayan Temple was tall and majestic, with extraordinary style, like a glaring King Kong, condensing the front.
At this time, the gate of Fayan Temple was wide open, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming in and out. Looking at their expressions, there were disappointments, joys, frustrations and despair.
Without squinting his eyes, Brother Mao stepped into the gate of the temple. As soon as he entered the gate, he immediately smelled a strong scent of sandalwood. This sandalwood is rather peculiar and makes people feel like mist and fog.
Brother Mao converged his mind, and the Chaos Elemental Force silently forced this feeling out of his body and returned to normal.
Brother Mao looked up and saw that many men and women in the temple looked like walking dead, kowtowing incense to the big Buddha in the temple, and then took out strange ores and placed them in a box above the altar.
Brother Mao's eyes flashed purple and black, and he looked at the strange ores.
I saw that there was a touch of Buddha power in the ore, and Brother Mao immediately understood that this strange ore was absorbed by the monks in the temple. It seems that the four monks allowed themselves to mine, and it should be this kind of ore. Right.
"This female benefactor, your hall is dim and there is a disaster of blood and light. There must be an ominous thing in your home. This ominous thing has invaded your soul. If you don't get rid of it, you and your family will be on the 7th and forty-nine Accidents happened one after another within!"
At this moment, in the corner next to the temple, a middle-aged monk with a ruddy face and kind eyebrows was talking to a young woman with a nice face.
I saw that woman's long hair was draped behind her back, a hairpin tied up on her head, her charming eyes were radiant, her tall nose, moderately thick cherry lips, pink face and peach cheeks, and slender neck were fascinating.
Hearing this, the woman was suddenly anxious, stretched out her slender hand to grab the monk's robe, and pleaded: "Please also ask the master to relieve the disaster for me, the little girl and husband will definitely repay me generously!"
Looking at the young woman, the middle-aged monk showed an intriguing smile on his face, stretched out his generous palm, touched the woman's delicate hand calmly, and said: "This matter is not difficult, as long as the female donor is in the temple. Stay for one night and use the Dharma to eliminate the obstacles, and tomorrow the ominous thing will leave on its own, and you and your family will be fine!"
"This one… "
Hearing that, the woman hesitated, and it was inappropriate for her to stay in the temple alone for one night, and it would inevitably make her husband in the family feel uncomfortable.
Seeing the woman hesitated, the middle-aged monk suddenly showed an unpleasant look on his face, and said lightly: "This still requires the female donor to decide. If after tonight, even the Buddha will not be able to save your lives!"
After hearing the words of the middle-aged monk, the woman bit her red lip and said helplessly: "So everything obeys the master's instructions!"
Seeing the woman's promise, the middle-aged monk showed a successful conspiracy smile, but it was fleeting.
The middle-aged monk stood up and said to the woman: "Female donor, please come with me!" After speaking, he led the woman to the apse.
Brother Mao looked at the young woman and found that her mind was only affected. It was not that something so-called an ominous thing was present, but that she had fallen into the trap of a monk.
Brother Mao felt that the matter was not so simple. He hid in an unmanned corner, used the "Great Void Technique" to cover up his figure, turning into countless unnoticeable light spots floating towards the back of the temple.
Brother Mao walked through the rigorous aisle and found that many monks with profound magic power were hidden in the dark of the aisle. These monks were all restrained and watched the crowds coming and going.
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Immediately afterwards, Brother Mao came to a deep corridor, on which many oil lamps were dotted, and the flames of the oil lamps flickered and dimmed, giving people a terrifying feeling.
"Squeak"
The middle-aged monk pushed open a door of a room and said to the woman behind him: "The woman is sovereign and rests in this room. The poor monk will go and prepare the ritual tools for you." Without waiting for the woman to agree, he asked again: " I don’t know if the female benefactor can tell her boudoir’s name, or the poor monk can engrave your name on the artifact!"
The woman said shyly: "The little girl's name is Lin Luoxian!"
"Oh!"
The middle-aged monk praised: "The fairy of Luoshui! It's like the name, a good name!" He shut the door and walked away quickly.
Brother Mao saw Lin Luoxian enter the room nervously, sitting on a wooden bed, rubbing his clothes with his hands.
Brother Mao watched the middle-aged monk walk into the next room.
Through his divine sense, Brother Mao saw a flash of light on the face of the middle-aged monk, and took out a three-inch-long dark red incense with a thick index finger from the cabinet in the room.
The monk looked at Xiang Xiang and muttered: "Today is really beautiful, and I was able to hunt such a stunner. It seems to be the favor of the Buddha!" Then he let out a faint smile and walked out of the room.
The middle-aged monk settled in front of the door of Lin Luoxian's room, and then knocked on the door.
"Squeak"
The door opened wide, revealing Lin Luoxian's face, looking at the monk strangely.
The monk gave a dry cough and said to Lin Luoxian: "Donor Lin, the poor monk has prepared the magical artifacts, and is here to do things for the donor!"
Lin Luoxian happily let the door open, and said to the monk: "Master Lao, please come in!"
The middle-aged monk walked in with a serious face and shut the door to his death.
After entering the room, the middle-aged monk lit the incense in his hand and inserted it into the incense burner on the wooden table, and then said to Lin Luoxian: "Please sit down with the donor Lin, the poor monk is about to start doing things!" Muyu, sitting cross-legged on the futon on the ground, began to knock.
Hearing this, Lin Luoxian sat on the wooden bed obediently, smelling the fragrance in the room.
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Luoxian suddenly felt that his whole body was hot, and his face turned red. There seemed to be countless small insects in his body itching him, and he could not help but let out a groan.
Hearing Lin Luoxian's groan, the middle-aged monk opened his eyes and saw that Lin Luoxian's lips were slightly open, panting, his forehead was dripping with sweat, the front of his chest was somewhat stretched, his body was trembling constantly, and his legs kept rubbing. , Suddenly swallowed saliva.
The middle-aged monk quickly got up, his face brightened, and his hands stretched out to Lin Luoxian's cheeks, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch Lin Luoxian's charming face. ()