The second young master of the Dong family had never heard of the Golden Lamp Temple in Taihang Mountain, nor had he seen what Du Judi looked like, so even after reading the crumpled and torn piece of paper, he still had no doubts about this self-proclaimed Dharma name "Ming Ming". Jun" fat monk is full of doubts.
So he ordered the two zombies to press the person to the ground, and the gesture was about to be rough.
Although Master Mingjun is a standard fat man in a tomb robbery drama, he doesn't have the sonorous character of his predecessors at the moment. I took a clean slate.
According to the account of the fat monk himself, although the Golden Lamp Temple in Taihang Mountain is not well-known, it has a lot of background.
Jindeng Temple is built on a cliff of Taihang Mountain. Practicing monks can see the clouds, mountains, misty seas, cliffs and caves that are hard to see in other places every day. It is really a rare and majestic scenery in the world...
When Master Mingjun was still chatting about the magnificent and wonderful scenery of the Golden Lantern Temple, Dong Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped on the fat monk's hairy leg again, and used the embroidered sole of his shoe to grind it back and forth twice.
"Who the hell made you talk nonsense, tell me quickly, how did you know about this underground palace, and how did you get in!"
The fat monk had to stop describing half of the scenery of the Golden Lantern Temple, and returned to the topic.
It turns out that Zen Master Mi, the founder of Jindeng Temple, was a fierce man who stayed overnight in the tiger's den in his early years. He was able to command fierce tigers and expel mountain ghosts.
Later, when Zen master Mi was old, he chose a cliff on the east side of Taihang, built a temple to accept disciples, dug caves and erected steles, and widely promoted Buddhism.
The fat monk is an orphan. He was raised by his master in the Golden Lamp Temple since he was a child. In addition to Buddhism, he also learned eighty-nine percent of the supernatural powers of Zen Master Mi back then.
He can communicate with wild beasts, command wolves, tigers and leopards, and he can also use many methods to subdue demons. In the master's own words, it is:
"Even if we meet those red-haired devils, we will be able to defeat a hundred with one!"
There was a brief silence in the tomb.
Ji Thrush looked up and down the fat monk who was still spitting all over the body with suspicious eyes:
"How do I remember, just now you were chased by two wolves and almost died?"
Master Ming Jun touched his nose resentfully.
"Those two wolves are not ordinary wolves, they are tomb-suppressing beasts of the imperial mausoleum... Naturally, it is impossible to listen to me..."
In fact, because the tomb passage was too dark just now, except for the two faint green wolf eyes, Ji Thrush could not see the true faces of the two beasts in the fork in the road, otherwise he would not have asked this question.
Although the two monsters did look seven or eight points like wolves, their physique was a full circle larger than ordinary gray wolves, and their ears were pointed long, and there were long beards around their necks and under their jaws. In fact, it is the legendary "Ju".
The fat monk continued.
When Chan Master Mi was traveling around, he passed by a small village and rescued an elder in the village.
Unexpectedly, there was a family of tomb robbers hidden in that small village, and the clan elder who was rescued by him was an expert who held the family mantle and inherited it.
Chan Master Mi lived in the village for two full years, and learned many secrets about the tomb robber family from the clan elders, and also learned some secrets of inverting that must not be passed on to the outside world.
Everything about this imperial mausoleum was also known to Master Mi and his elders during those two years.
At that time, the next target of the family of tomb robbers was the imperial tomb of the former dynasty, but Chan Master Mi persuaded the clan elders to give up the idea of robbing them.
"Understood."
Hearing this, the second young master of the Dong family touched his chin and nodded again:
"So, you are taking the information that your old host asked for from the family of tomb robbers to dig up a tomb that they didn't dare to do!"
Master Mingjun lay on the ground, waved his hands again and again, and denied three times when he opened his mouth:
"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not for myself!"
It turned out that this time the soldiers of the Western Holy Court invaded eastward on a large scale, and the area where Taihang Mountain was located also fell under the iron hooves of the army two months ago. Although the Golden Lantern Temple is located in a remote place, it has never been affected by the war, but the monks in the temple couldn't sit still after seeing the tragic situation at the foot of the mountain. Anyone with some skills volunteered to become a Shura and join the front line against the Xiyi army .
In the beginning, Master Ming Jun, like several of his senior brothers, joined the court's anti-Japanese front line, fighting against the Holy Court Army day and night.
After witnessing the holy court army relying on the blessing of the holy light to defeat the resisters steadily, the occupied area expanded day by day, and almost all his brothers died on the battlefield, he finally had to face a terrible situation. The very cruel fact—that is, if they want to drive all the Xiyi people back to their hometowns, they need more and stronger forces.
So the fat monk thought of this former tomb located in Lishan.
"It is said that there are many treasures left by the Holy Emperor in this tomb."
Master Ming Jun stretched out an arm, and scratched a circle on the rough floor of the tomb.
"The poor monk was thinking, as long as one or two of the treasures here can be brought out, those red-haired devils can't afford to go around, so they ventured in!"
Ji Thrush, Ren Jianmo and Dong Jing exchanged glances.
It sounds like the purpose of the fat monk is not much different from Dong Jing's idea. It's just that what Master Mingjun wanted was the treasure in the tomb, while the second young master of the Dong family died for the tens of thousands of people who were buried with him.
"I don't think your skills are very good!"
Dong Jing still let the zombies press the fat monk's shoulders, and then squatted down in front of him, holding his cheeks, making a look of contempt and disdain, but he just wanted to gather more information from this person.
"Then how did you get through the forest safely?"
Monk Mingjun slapped the floor and shouted loudly when he heard the words:
"Don't look at the appearance of the poor monk, it's amazing!"
He distinguished:
"And my mount is still an iron-eating beast, how can a few centipedes do anything to me!?"
Ji Thrush doesn't know what an "iron-eating beast" is, but from the fat monk's tone, it seems to be a very powerful animal, and the other party did say the keyword "centipede", which shows that at least he is really relying on his own ability Cross the dense forest full of poisonous insects to find this ancient tomb.
During the two years that Chan Master Mi lived in that village, he did learn a lot of secret techniques of geomantic omen and mountain observation. Disciple Sun Mingjun is here.
Fat monk has been more interested in this kind of heresy since he was a child than intensive study of Buddhism, and he is extremely talented, so he naturally learned it very thoroughly. It is because of the few words left by Zen Master Mi about the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty, and his own knowledge. The ability to find the dragon's acupuncture point has found the correct location of the tomb.
In fact, Master Mingjun arrived five days earlier than Ji Thrush and the others.
He first searched around the tomb for two days, and after confirming the location was correct, he spent another three full days opening a robbery hole and entering the imperial tomb.
The excavation site chosen by the fat monk is actually less than a hundred meters away from Ji Thrush and the others, but the surrounding vegetation is lush and they can't see each other at all.
When Ji Thrush and the others blew up the roof of the tomb with gunpowder, Master Mingjun was fighting two tomb-slayer beasts in the tomb for 300 rounds. In the end, he was outnumbered by two fists and eight claws. On the first line, they bumped into Ji Xiaoniao and his group who happened to be avoiding the centipede swarm, and only then managed to save their lives.
"so… "
The second young master of the Dong family tilted his head, and a sly gleam flashed in his eyes.
"Master, since you dare to break into the imperial tomb alone, you must have studied the traps and internal structure here?"
The fat monk "haha" laughed dryly, not daring to admit that he was only half dangling in a bucket of water, so he nodded vaguely.
So Dong Jing ordered the two zombie mercenaries to let go of Master Mingjun.
"In that case."
The young man dressed as a young girl smiled sweetly, but his voice was filled with awe-inspiring coldness, "Then ask Master to lead the way ahead and take us to the pit of death!"
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Even though the second young master of the Dong family asked Master Mingjun to walk in front, at least he didn't really make people go ahead.
Facts have proved that the fat monk who dared to break into the tomb of the former dynasty alone was not a fool who only knows how to talk.
This man did know something about the structure of the imperial mausoleum. After hearing that they were going to find the tens of thousands of buried soldiers, he took out a small compass, fiddled with it a few times, and quickly determined the direction he should go next. .
At first, Ji Thrush and the others were not too sure about the master's level, and they troubled the witch Elena to call the wind elves to guide them, but they got the same answer.
In addition, Elena also told them that here, the wind elves are obviously much more active, indicating that the air in the tomb has been greatly improved compared to the beginning.
Seeing the fat monk's lively and energetic appearance, everyone took off their gas masks one after another, and sniffed tentatively.
The air was still turbid, with a faint stale smell, but it didn't affect breathing.
After removing the cumbersome, the group rested for a while, then set off again, passed through the tomb, turned another corner, and got into a southeast-facing corridor next to it.
Ji Xiaoniao noticed that the floor under their feet had an obvious downward slope.
In the dim light, the long corridor is deep, narrow, and twists and turns, getting deeper and deeper, as if it is really going to lead to the underworld.
This long and cramped corridor is still full of crises.
Along the way, they saw arrows, flippers, falling rocks, bullet piles and other weird traps.
If Master Ming Jun, who was fairly familiar with the environment, hadn't reminded him that there were ten zombie mercenaries leading the way, these things alone would have been enough for them to enjoy.
Even so, by the time Ji Thrush and the others finally reached the end of the corridor, more than half of the ten living corpses of the second young master of the Dong family had already been lost—two fell into the flap mechanism and could not be retrieved; Only one was crushed into a meatloaf by the rolling stone; the other three were too injured due to too many crossbow arrows, and could no longer move.
The author has something to say:
It is said that the Golden Lantern Temple does exist, and Chan Master Mi does exist!
This Chan Master Mi has many interesting legends and stories. Some of his settings are used here. Of course, most of them are made up by me. Everything is for the plot!