Wonderful every time you cross

Chapter 33: Peeping

After entering the temple, the big monk left first.Only the monk named Huiming was left to help them arrange the horses and prepare a small meditation room.

This monk temple is really no different from other places.One main hall enshrines the statue of Sakyamuni, but because it has been a long time, the Buddha statue is covered with a layer of dust, and the mottled gold paint on the Buddha's body has fallen off.In addition, there are all the Western Buddha statues on both sides. Su Luo doesn't understand these, and he can't recognize them all, but Song Li worshiped them all.That little look is very pious.

Su Luo is a pure materialist. Regarding the fate of gods and Buddhas, he all follows Confucius's "Silence does not talk about strange powers and confuses gods", but he is born to be timid and afraid of ghosts.Following Song Li is considered a visit.

Until they saw a Buddha statue behind Maitreya Bodhisattva all the way.Su Luo was attracted by his demeanor.

"Hey! Who is this?"

Seeing him pointing at the Buddha statue, Song Li reprimanded him sternly.But in the end, he frowned slightly.There seems to be some doubts.

"Master, what's the matter? It can't be that you don't know him. You are so pious that you can't even recognize the Buddha statue." Su Luo carefully cared about his move to slap his hand off.

"This is Wei Tuo Bodhisattva."

"That camel from Wei Tuohua." Su Luo had heard this story.This story was also used in the script when filming before.Legend has it that Epiphyllum only blooms on one day a year, and it is in the early morning.She was waiting for a venerable named Veda.She gave up the branches and leaves to make the flowers bloom to the most beautiful and full bloom, and only bowed her head to pay attention to him once.But it has never happened in thousands of years.

Su Luo only thought that the Flower God in this story was pitifully stupid.The short-lived is Wei Tuo, but in Wei Tuo's heart there is only his Buddha, he will go to collect a green leaf or the morning dew on the grass, and he will not look at her.That being the case, why do thousands of years of useless work.

Buddha is the most hypocritical liar in the world.

Su Luo cast a sideways glance at Song Li, thinking that this stinky monk is as stupid as that Wei Tuo.Song Li naturally didn't know what he was thinking, and just kept his head down as if he was thinking about something.

Wei Tuo is the patron saint of Buddhist temples, holding a magic pestle.If you put your hands together, it means that traveling monks are welcome to stay and place orders, while if you hold a pestle with one hand, it means that you do not welcome the stay and make orders.Brother Huiming just said that outsiders are not welcome in the temple, but this statue of Wei Tuo has clasped his hands together.None of this is in line with common sense.

"Benefactor, the wing room is packed. Please come with me."

At this moment, Huiming came back.After a day of exhaustion, Su Luo followed without hesitation when he heard the word wing room.He didn't notice Song Li's hesitation behind him for a moment.

Su Luo didn't expect anything from the wing room of this small dilapidated temple, so seeing the simple furnishings, he didn't have such a big psychological gap.Just want to lie down and sleep.

At that moment, he heard that Song Li wanted to share a room with him.

Shouldn't he want to be as far away from himself as possible?What happened today? Could it be that it was controlled by this ruined temple cult, or it was a convulsion.Don't care about him.

Anyway, he shared a room with himself, so he must not be the one who suffers.

Follow him too.

What Su Luo was concerned about was what the monk Huiming said at the end, "Please rest well, the benefactor. It's just that the poor monk had to remind the two of you not to come out and walk around at night."

It just so happened that he couldn't hear the word "no", so he planned to sleep on it first, and then go to see what's weird about this little dilapidated temple at night.

At night, there is silence in the deserted small temple.The canopy of the big banyan tree outside the courtyard cuts the shadow of the moonlight into mottled patterns.Occasionally, the wind will blow the shadow on the window lattice, which is indescribably weird and permeating.

Su Luo couldn't sleep a little bit, and looked up at Song Li who was still chanting sutras as usual.

The shadow outside the window and the Sanskrit sound in the room made his mental endurance approach the lower limit, and he called out softly, "Hello, Master."

In the past half month, Su Luo's attitude towards Song Li has been lukewarm. When calling him, he always refers to high-spirited or with obvious sarcasm. How long has it been since he called him like that.

It's not that Song Li doesn't know Bian Hongluan's feelings for him, no one wants to invite the Buddha statue home with all their efforts.So a year ago when he went to Xueqi Mountain, he was ready to kill himself and become a benevolent, but Bian Hongluan never did anything to him.Just blindly treat him well.

Bian Hongluan always knew that Song Li wanted to use himself as a cage to trap the magic star, but that didn't matter, that's all he wanted.

Just as Song Li couldn't understand.

It's just that Song Li has been afraid for the past half month.He seemed to be unable to restrain Bian Hongluan anymore.

"Hey, smelly monk."

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Su Luo was a little angry, and even raised his voice a lot.

Song Li knew that he was angry again, and knew that provoking him would have no good results, so he should be responding to him by stopping the chanting.

"Monk, don't chant scriptures. The noise is making people headache." Su Luo originally wanted him to come back to sleep earlier, but when he saw the monk meditating on the futon after packing up the Buddhist utensils, he couldn't sleep.He would never admit that he was afraid, nor would he say that he needed him.

So what he did, was just walk over and sit in his arms.

Tell him to ignore others, and see how he can ignore himself.

A beautiful woman in her arms is an incomparably beautiful blessing to others.But for Song Li, it was a kind of torture.In this situation, it's not true that he pushes people, and it's not true if he doesn't push people.

Fortunately, Su Luo didn't do anything wrong, and just dozed off quietly in his arms.

He curled up in his arms like a kitten, even Song Li himself didn't realize how gentle the eyes he was looking at him at that time, and even unconsciously clenched his waist tightly, Song Li just thought it was I was afraid that the person would fall and lose his temper.

At the second watch, the sky became darker.The moonlight was caged in the clouds, and even the shadow could not be found.

Suddenly, I heard miserable screams from the monastery. There were men and women, screaming like a devil crying, and like the sound of an evil ghost biting a bone.

Both Song Li and Su Luo are martial arts practitioners, and their sensitivity to voices is mediocre.Even though he was asleep, Su Luo woke up suddenly.

Has it finally started?

Song Li was a little surprised by the expression in those beautiful eyes that suddenly opened.

"Stinky monk, your chance to practice has come. Follow me."

Just as Su Luo was about to leave, he was grabbed by Song Li behind him, and was interrupted out of excitement. He was about to get angry when he heard the man say, "Benefactor, it's cold outside, take care of your body."

In this case, there is no rush to catch ghosts.

Su Luo simply came back and sat on the edge of the bed, dangling his bare feet. After meeting Song Li's suspicious gaze, he looked at the shoes on the ground and motioned him to help him put them on.

Song Li was a little embarrassed at first, and then squatted beside the bed to help him put on his shoes.

"Master, don't you want to help Hong Luan tidy up again? The shoes hurt so much!"

This sentence is half truth and half joking, because it is still a bit unfamiliar to ask Song Li, the master who only wears patchwork shoes, to help him put on boots, and it is really uncomfortable.It's just that Song Li finally stood up with a cold face.

Su Luo was not annoyed, and quickly put on the shoes so that he would not ignore Song Li's embarrassed expression just now, even his neck was a little red.In this way, with a good mood, I went to catch ghosts.

The two followed the sound all the way to the Daxiong Palace.I don't know if it was because there were no lights, but the expressions of those god statues were a bit hideous, Su Luo unconsciously hid behind Song Li.

This scene was naturally seen by Song Li.

Su Luo was still afraid of being underestimated by him, so he took two steps forward bravely, but he didn't notice the corners of Song Li's lips raised behind him because of his small steps.

Strange to say, the voice clearly came from the main hall.It's just that after coming in, it's like a mud cow has entered the sea and can't be heard anymore.

Su Luo thought to himself that there must be some mechanism.It just so happens that this idea coincides with Song Li's.

The two searched around the hall. During this time, Song Li was afraid that the man would only search not far from him, but he was relieved when he saw that the man was really concentrating on finding the mechanism.

It's just that the two searched the hall carefully several times, but they didn't find any place similar to the secret passage of the agency.

Su Luo was so angry that he wanted to blow up the hall.Naturally, Song Li would not let him do something that insulted the Buddha statue, so he would be appeased.

His eyes finally fell on the statue of Wei Tuo.If it is true what brother Huiming said about the temple not accepting foreigners, then there must be something strange here.

Approaching the statue of Wei Tuo, I stretched out my hand to touch the folded hands of the Buddha statue, and sure enough there was a hidden space.Twist it firmly.

"boom"

There is a secret passage behind the Buddha statue.

Sulo has a time to adventure surprises.

"It turns out that the master also guessed that this temple is weird." Then he walked into the secret passage.

Song Li has been following behind with a protective attitude.

The secret passage is very long, connecting everywhere.Unexpectedly, there is such a mystery under this small ruined temple!

Suddenly, I heard that voice again, but it was different from before. The voice was high and low, with a bit of depression, but also pleasant.

Someone like Su Luo could immediately tell what kind of voice it was, and looked at Song Li with a little deep meaning. The man seemed unmoved, and he really was a monk who didn't understand the style.

"Master, the voice seems to be coming from that direction." Su Luo pointed with his finger, but he didn't move. Song Li thought that he might be scared, so he walked in the direction he pointed.

Just what he saw.

It was two bodies intertwined with each other, and it looked like they were fighting fiercely.It was two men, to be precise, the great monk and the master Huiming.

Song Li was shocked by the scene in front of him, perhaps more out of anger.How could these two people do such a careless thing in the monastery, it is an insult to the purity of Buddhism.

Su Luo also arrived in time to stop the "Amitabha" that was about to overflow from the mouth, and then looked at the X-rated scene in front of him with great interest.

Song Li kept his head down, reciting the Heart Sutra, wanting to get rid of those ghosts and ghosts like that, when he caught a glimpse of the person beside him who was very interested, he wished he could pounce on him and cover his eyes.

Su Luo also saw the dodge in his eyes and approached him quietly, leaning over his ear, scratching his neck with his warm breath, a little unbearable. "Master, do you feel it?"

Song Li felt as if a string had been broken in his head.