The footsteps were silent.
Shen Du's figure is like a ghost, and he has circled to the back of the Thousand Buddhas Hall in a moment. At this time, the wafting scent of white sandalwood has faded a lot.
What he saw in front of him also left him confused for a moment.
Behind the temple...
It turned out to be like a monk's daily living place
In the corner to the west, there is an Arhat bed.
The two high walls are lined with scriptures. At first glance, they look extremely old, but they are spotless. Obviously, someone often comes to clean them.
In the other corner was a low table with a simple futon underneath.
The desk was tidy up.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all neatly lined up.
Shen Du walked over and gently picked up the lake pen hanging on the pen holder, and found that the tip of the brush was still a little wet, it should have been used today.
There should have been a lot of scriptures on this table.
only…
His brows moved slightly, his eyes turned, but he saw a few empty spaces on the wall: other places were full of scriptures, but there was not one here.
Recalling the scriptures that the monk was holding when he went out, he vaguely understood that the scriptures that were missing here should have been carried away by the monks.
With his own reasonable speculation in his mind, Shen Du slowly released his fingers.
The hanging pen swayed back, still swaying slightly in the air.
He was about to turn around and flip through the countless scriptures on the wall, but before he could make a move, in the dark of the night, in the distance of the Thousand Buddhas Hall, there were some messy footsteps.
The vague voice gradually became real as the person approached.
As soon as I heard it, I knew someone was coming.
Immediately, Shen Du was not very happy, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he glanced around, and he jumped up, jumped up, and landed on the shoulders of the largest statue of Sakyamuni in the hall!
The inside and outside of the Thousand Buddhas Hall is only separated by a wall.
But this wall is not high enough compared to the whole hall, and at the top of the Buddha's head, the situation of the inner hall and the outer hall can be seen.
The huge and solemn Buddha head perfectly shielded his figure, hiding him in the darkness.
Soon, people came in from outside.
One big and one small, two monks.
The older one looks full of flesh, and his eyebrows are still a little white, so he can see that he is not too young. A string of huge beads hung around his neck, swaying with his footsteps, making a crashing sound.
The younger one was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with bright eyes and a very alert look.
After entering the back hall, the big monk went straight to the back hall without saying a word.
The little one couldn't hold back and looked around.
He was also wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and he looked a little handsome. At this moment, his face was full of curiosity. As he walked, he asked, "Master Shanming, is the matter really that serious?"
"It's more serious than that."
The big monk was probably the "Shi Ming Shi Shu" that the little novice said. He looked ferocious and spoke in a loud voice, like a bandit, but his expression was calm and dignified.
"These people dare to ambush near the Chanyuan, but they are lawless."
The little novice was a little puzzled, frowned for a moment, and continued to ask, "Is this the 'tip of the iceberg' that Master Shanzai said? There is a suspicion of being affected, and there will be more blood and blood outside."
"Yes, that's exactly what it is."
The big monk sighed a long time, his eyes were a little worried, but he didn't stop at his feet, he had already bypassed the Buddha statue and walked to the apse.
"Except for the matter of the Lord Wu Sheng Lou back then, I have never seen such a big battle in the rivers and lakes."
The little novice had also heard the story of Lou Dongwang, and when he looked at the Thousand Buddhas Hall, his eyes became more and more strange. At the same time, he also remembered those rumors that could not be suppressed in the Tianji Temple recently.
"I heard that the people of the right way, headed by Gu Zhao, the first immortal of Pengshan, guarded near the mountain gate. Is this true?"
"I'm afraid it's not fake."
Shan Ming walked to the book wall, never looked at the tall Buddha statue behind him from beginning to end, and naturally didn't notice Shen Du who was hiding there, just shook his head.
"They all suspected that Taoist Shen of the Demon Dao fled to the Chanyuan, and was rescued by the Chanyuan just like the Lord Lou back then. Rumors have spread on the rivers and lakes for a while. Mingzhi was only here to ask, but he was secretly persecuting. Let's make a deal."
"It's just nothing."
"Knights of the righteous way are incompatible with the demons, and it is understandable to ambush; the scary thing is that there are also many people in the demons who are wandering around."
The little novice also followed to get the scriptures.
The bottom row on the book wall, that is, the row where a part of the scriptures had been carried over, were cleared out by them.
He was a little surprised when he heard Shanming's words: "The people of the righteous way will kill him, and the people of the demonic way will definitely come to save him. So, they are very likely to fight near our mountain gate?"
"Fight?"
It's not impossible.
But the most crucial question is not here at all.
Shan Ming stretched out his hand and picked up a large pile of scriptures, which were piled on the low desk, and then he arranged it a little, and then he picked it up directly: "If they just fight, it's nothing. But listen to you a while ago. The few senior brothers who came back from the mountain said that as soon as the big demon Shen disappeared, the demons immediately fought infighting, divided into several factions, accusing each other of usurping power and seizing the throne..."
"what… "
It turned out to be so.
The little novice also held a stack of scriptures, apparently not expecting to hear the answer, and let out a surprised sound. He wasn't a stupid person either, he just thought of why Uncle Shanming would say "terrible" for a moment.
"Uncle Master means..."
"Let's go, let's help you, Uncle Shanzai, move all the scriptures."
However, the great monk Shanming didn't answer. He probably didn't plan to express any more views on the matter. He just held the scriptures and walked outside the Thousand Buddhas Hall, and he also called the little novice to go with him.
The little novice was a little confused.
Thinking of those people and things outside, he felt a little scary. That Daoist Shen is a great devil who everyone can get and kill. He deserved it, but when he thinks about it, there is an indescribable sadness.
"By the way, Uncle Shi, this person really escaped into Bukong Mountain and was rescued by our Chanyuan?"
"How is that possible? I'm afraid those people don't want to drink!"
The big monk laughed mockingly and strode away.
The little novice was stunned. Once again, he didn't understand the meaning of the uncle's words. He stood there for a while before he realized it, and quickly followed with the scriptures in his arms.
The night has fallen.
The figures of the two were engulfed by the darkness, and not long after they appeared in the lights next to the road in the distance, one big and one small, and they felt exceptionally harmonious.
In the Thousand Buddhas Hall, there was silence.
Shen Du's palm lightly rested on the disc-like Buddha light behind the Buddha's head, and his palm was icy cold. His eyebrows were lowered quietly, and his long eyelashes covered his lower eyelids, obscuring his pupils into an obscure gloom.
There was no action for a long time.
Standing in this darkness, he suddenly turned into a part of the Buddha statue.
"Snapped."
Until the oil lamp lit on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue, the lamp suddenly burst. A clear and slight sound, in the midst of all the silence, was heard by him, like a thunder.
The eyelashes fluttered, and the eyebrows raised slightly.
Shen Du still slowly walked out from behind the Buddha's head. The dim yellow light could just see half of his face and figure, and there was a faint warm light, but the other half was always hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.
"Daoist..."
On the Demon Dao, the Daoist for ten years.
He is Shen Du above all people...
Even the monks in this monastery don't even call him "big devil" when he mentions him, which can be regarded as infinite scenery.
Today, in the past ten or so days, it was the first time that he had heard the news from the outside so clearly.
With his mind, he was able to imagine the situation outside based on these words almost instantly—
It was not far from what he had expected at first.
At that Hongmen banquet, he escaped from desperation and ran to Bukong Mountain Tianji Temple, and then by chance, he was rescued by the monk.
I also know that those who are in the right way will not give up.
They determined the direction of his escape, and they could guess with their toes that he must have entered the Zen Temple, or at least within the range of Bukong Mountain.
So, they rushed forward.
On the one hand, it is to negotiate with the Tianji Temple, listen to their words, and see if they really saved their own big devil; , waiting for an opportunity to escape.
It's just that he didn't expect that Gu Zhao would come too.
"scoff..."
A clear sneer appeared on Shen Du's lips.
He really knew Gu Zhao very well, and almost as soon as he heard the name from the monk's mouth, he already knew what he was thinking.
For all the people in the outside world, this time is definitely a great opportunity to approach the Tianji Temple.
The drunkard's intention is not in the wine...
Gu Zhao previously said that he had news of Lou Dongwang's descendants, and now he went to Tianji Temple in person. Unless he was a fool, he could see that he really came for the three volumes of Buddha.
"The first fairy of Pengshan?"
fart!
This person also has the word "immortal" on his skin and temperament, and his inner character and secret demeanor, I am afraid that he is a bit more dirty and unscrupulous than his Shen Du.
As for the situation in the Demon Dao, there was nothing unexpected at all.
When he was still there, there were many factions in the Dao, fighting with each other. Once there is any dispute, it is never fatal to start.
It's just that in the past ten years, he has gradually become overwhelmed by him and dare not move.
But without him...
Shen Du laughed coldly, and he could almost foresee that on the Tiantian Cliff at the moment, there was already a sea of corpses and blood, and he had already killed his eyes.
Who will remember that there is a Taoist
Just as Na Shanming said, these people on the Demon Dao are the ones who want to let him die, take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Just don't know-
What role did Pei Wuji play in this mighty strangulation
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Regardless of whether he betrayed him or not, the chaos on Tiantian Cliff was enough for him to clean up, and it was not so easy to handle it properly.
Therefore, the Daoist Demon Lord will not be changed for a while.
As long as he can successfully survive the backlash after ten days, he will definitely go further in the cultivation of the Six Harmonies God Art. Even if the injury cannot be fully recovered by then, the strength will still be eight points as usual.
Self-protection will not be a problem.
The rest is how to find a way to survive in this dead end.
The scent of white sandalwood came up faintly.
Shen Du just stood silently for a while, then jumped lightly and returned to the apse.
Some of the scriptures on the wall have been removed, and it looks a little empty at first glance. The scriptures still left on the wall, at first glance, the names are Buddhist scriptures, and it seems that there are no three volumes of Buddhist collections.
He rummaged through without a word.
All the new and old scriptures on the entire surface have been read, and there is no martial arts that has half a word on it.
"Strange, no?"
He flipped out a scroll of scriptures on the farthest corner of the right and read it, and the first sentence, "I heard it," let Shen Du know that it was another scroll of Buddhist scriptures.
His brows were instantly wrinkled: "These bald donkeys..."
From the dumb monk named Wuyan to the uncle and nephew who came in later, they all came to remove the scriptures here.
Is it...
"Recently, there must be a gathering of three religions and nine streams near Bukong Mountain, because they were afraid of people coming and robbing them, so they moved away?"
Otherwise, what are these bald donkeys doing to move the scriptures away
Moreover, he sneaked in today, only to think that this legendary Thousand Buddhas Hall can enter even if a monk can enter without the slightest guard, not even the Hui monk Shanzai who was "stunned to be a god" by others.
This is surprising.
Such indifference, such confidence...
Shen Du can only think of two possibilities:
First, the three volumes of the Buddha Treasure, which has been coveted by the world for a long time, is no longer in the temple, so there is no need to guard against it. Second, the Buddha Treasure is still in the temple, but Tianji Temple or Hui Seng is very good, very confident and believes. Even if someone comes, it cannot be taken away.
"Look again."
Not much is known now, so it's hard to draw conclusions.
Shen Du put the volume of Buddhist scriptures he pulled out and put it back in place, and then quickly rummaged through the apse to see if there was anything mysterious that he had overlooked.
Unexpectedly, I searched along the wall and the ground from east to west, but I didn't find any clues.
He even looked at the Arhat bed.
There is neither any hidden grid nor any mechanism, and there is no trace of the existence of the half-dot matrix method.
"Really not?"
The unspeakable irritability in his heart surged up in an instant, and he walked for a trip and found nothing, which really made him feel a little disappointed and ill-willed when he was rushing to the three volumes of the Buddha's possession.
If it weren't for the fact that this was in the Tianji Temple, but in the Thousand Buddhas Hall, at this moment, according to his temper, he would take a palm down earlier and chop up all the trivial things in this little rear hall!
Out of sight out of mind!
With a loud "bang", he who had been impatient to search any further, kicked directly on the simple rattan box beside Luohan's bed, knocking it out of the way.
A simple brass lock, "pat" fell to the ground.
Shen Du was stunned for a moment: This box is not locked
It's just a simple rattan box, and with just one kick, you can tell that it contains relatively light things, and it should contain some trivial clothes.
Out of curiosity, he leaned over to take a look.
Sure enough.
Inside the rattan box were several monk robes.
Ordinarily it was no big deal, and it was not that Shen Du had never seen it before, let alone one or two monk robes that looked good. But when he saw the top layered monk robe in the rattan box, he was stunned.
snow white.
Not the usual grey, yellow, or even moon white...
But snow white.
The cloth gave people a feeling of coexistence of thick and elegant, but it was not the same color, folded neatly, lying quietly in this box, unexpectedly reminded him of the white snow all over the world.
His knowledge of Buddhism is limited.
But these days, because of boredom, I often read the scriptures of the bald donkey, so I also know that the Buddhist monk's clothes must not be in the five major colors of blue, red, yellow, white, and black.
But this robe...
The wide sleeved robe was draped over the edge and turned up.
like a moonlight.
Shen Du could completely imagine how well this snow-white monk's robe would fit in with the words "shocked as a heavenly man" if it were worn on the body of the legendary monk.
Probably because he was kicked, the string of beads that should have been pressed in the middle of the folded monk's robe had slipped to the edge of the box and was pressing against the sleeve robe.
It should be a string of beads.
Eighteen, made of deep-colored agarwood, round and smooth, exuding a faint fragrance, the three-way mother bead is followed by a pagoda bead, and the bottom is decorated with two Buddha head spikes.
He reached out his hand almost subconsciously, wanting to pick it out and take a look.
But who would have thought
At the moment when I reached out my hand to get the Buddha beads, I don't know if it was affected by the hostile qi that had grown in my heart just now, the rushing meridians among the eight extraordinary meridians suddenly had a sharp stinging pain!
"Snapped!"
With the five fingers attached to his palm, he suddenly became weak and weak. Shen Du couldn't even hold the Buddha bead steady. In the sudden dizziness, he watched it fall to the ground!