Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Tan Wenbin subconsciously set his sights deep ahead, so the boy's current performance is because he met the old leader of the past after changing jobs?
Immediately, Tan Wenbin looked down, if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was here, wouldn't the bridge he was stepping on now be the legendary Naihe Bridge?
Li Chaiyuan walked in front of Lin Shuyou, his ring finger was bent, and his knuckles tapped Lin Shuyou's forehead three times in a row.
The panic in Lin Shuyou's eyes gradually receded and turned into confusion.
Li Chaiyuan: "Lin Shuyou, know who you are."
Hearing this, Lin Shuyou's scattered gaze refocused, he grabbed his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other, gritted his teeth, and slowly stood up.
At this time, although Ayou's face was still covered with cold sweat, his whole person's spirit was quickly returning.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, thank you ......"
"You can rely on his power, but you are not his subordinate, otherwise, I only need a general in my team, not a Lin Shuyou."
"Understood!"
As Lin Shuyou and Bai He Tongzi became more and more intimate, the more they could empathize with the two.
Just now, Lin Shuyou was affected by the boy's emotions, and his body lost control.
"Keep going."
The river had already pushed itself over, even if there was really Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting in front of him, he would have to go to hell.
When I reached the end of the bridge, I didn't see the "Meng Po" that Tan Wenbin was thinking about, and I didn't even see a bowl for the soup.
But the end of the bridge went straight into a temple, a majestic building, dark inside, like a dormant beast, opening its mouth and letting the bridge in.
Li Zhuiyuan recalled the scene of looking down from a high place on the boat before, there was a building complex below, and the temple in front of him should be the entrance to this complex, that is, the "gate".
Old-fashioned houses like to put stones and lions at the door for town houses, but temples pay more attention to this, and usually you can see the town temple statue immediately after entering the temple.
When the five people approached, it seemed that a cold wind was blowing up from the canyon below, and it disappeared into the temple, and clusters of ghostly ghost fires appeared out of thin air and began to swim continuously along the beams and walls of the temple.
It can be seen that there are traces of damage in many places here, as if they have been smashed indiscriminately, but the attack is not too ruthless.
Above, there is a plaque hanging, there is a crack in the middle of the plaque, when the ghost fire swims over, you can see the words above clearly:
"Ksitigarbha Monastery."
Lin Shuyou kneaded his eyes again, and the white crane boy continued to feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, now he can suppress the impact of this emotion on himself.
The ghost fire cruised to both sides, illuminating the hollows on both sides, and set up stone railings, which were displayed with stone statues, four on each side.
Each statue has a different shape and age, male and female.
Tan Wenbin took out a flashlight and looked at it carefully, wondering: "They have a similar feeling......"
Li Chaiyuan: "The paint on the stone statues should have fallen off long ago, if the color is still there, it should be easier to see, these stone statues have different 'performers', but they all play the same person."
Tan Wenbin: "Just like Ayou's face?"
Li Chaiyuan: "Yes."
The image of the girl is different, but the makeup effect of the face is still going to the same yin god.
Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, there is a stone monument under every stone statue here, Yao Wenchang ......"
There is a stone tablet on each stone statue, some of the words on the stone tablets are very vague, you can only see them roughly, and some are very clear and can be read through.
The four stone statues on the left and right, all surnamed Yao, should be a family inheritance within one surname.
The unified format at the beginning of the stone stele is all from the Yao family, worshiping the true king of the gatekeeper and walking in the world.
Then it records the various achievements of everyone in their lives, such as how many evil spirits they suppressed and how many demons they killed, most of which are generalized, and a small part will be listed separately to describe specific events.
Lin Shuyou said: "When I was a child, I followed my grandfather to a temple of an old official in the mountains that was not open to the public.
"Then my lord, you should be at the back?" Tan Wenbin moved the flashlight to the center position, the light intensity of the flashlight was not low, but after the light source penetrated, it seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness in the depths.
Tan Wenbin patted his flashlight, then took a look at his face, and when he shone it inward, the ghost fires cruising around suddenly gathered collectively into the depths of the center.
The first thing that caught my eye was a tall altar, with stone piers on the left and right sides of the altar.
In addition, the altar is empty, but as the ghost fire moves upwards, you can see a majestic statue standing in the air.
Because it stands in the air, all the scenery and arrangement are also in the air.
A person, with black wings spread on his back, soaring in the clouds, his eyes bright, looking down at all the living beings below.
After his eyes touched the ghost fire, the entire temple was instantly transparent and bright.
At first glance, its image is a bit similar to Lei Zhenzi, but it is a human face, from the face to the neck and finally to the chest and arms, with dense patterns and hidden divine power.
Tan Wenbin looked at the statue and then at Lin Shuyou.
Because Lin Shuyou had not yet digested that part of the power, the lines on his body were very obvious, and its format, as well as the statue above, actually had seven or eight images.
Tan Wenbin: "Ayou, this is your boy's relative, the Black Crane Boy?"
Lin Shuyou opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't know how to start it, because he also found that the lines on the statue were too similar to the Dharma body of the boy, and every time he opened his face, he also drew according to this principle.
Yin Meng: "Isn't it written on the stone tablet, it is called the True Lord of the Gate."
Tan Wenbin: "Then don't you think that this True Gatekeeper sounds very similar to the gatekeeper boy? The gatekeeper boy, the guide boy."
Yin Meng was silent.
In fact, everyone noticed that the furnishings in this temple and the text records on the stone stele really looked like the temple of the officials.
Those eight stone statues are like eight maids.
Li Chaiyuan asked: "Ayou, the old official in the mountain you mentioned is just a stone statue of the servant boy?"
Lin Shuyou did not dare to hide it from Brother Xiaoyuan, and replied: "The bones will be disposed of and sealed inside, so that kind of temple is not open to believers, but is offered by the temples of the officials and generals of our world, and we will also regularly send disciples in the temple there for further study."
Tan Wenbin: "Is it the training class of your officers and generals?"
Lin Shuyou: "Well, almost."
Tan Wenbin: "Then are there also corpses sealed in the stone statues here?"
"Click, click, click......"
Tan Wenbin: "I'm kidding, I don't want to know!"
At first, cracks appeared on the statue, and then began to fall off, but the location of the falling off was not alopecia areata, but a more delicate inner part.
The first thing to fall off was the head of the gatekeeper Zhenjun.
His eyes began to turn, the essence overflowed, and then, the paint on his hands fell off, and he began to clench his fists, and his body trembled.
"Wow...... Wow, ......."
In an instant, He came to life completely and fell to the ground with a "boom".
The black wings behind it swayed, driving away all the dust given by the years around them.
No wonder there are traces of scratching and destruction everywhere here, in the long history, it should have awakened like this more than once, and then swept out the stones attached to its body and hit this temple.
Li Chaiyuan focused on observing the other party's wings, he wanted to tell whether this person was human or not.
It is true that the existence that can live for so long is destined to evolve into an image of a person who is neither human nor ghost, but what the young man wants to know is whether he was a human during his lifetime.
As the wings swing, Li Chaiyuan focused on the changes in the other muscles and bones on the other party's body.
If he was born with wings, the wings and body skeletal muscles should be more coordinated, but in this person, Li Chaiyuan did not see this.
Therefore, it is likely that the wing was not born, but was later transplanted by some means.
But even so, it was still very shocking, because this kind of transformation was comparable to Runsheng chiseling sixteen valves on his body.
At this time, a majestic voice came from his mouth, echoing in the temple, and finally spread to the bridge outside, echoing in the canyon below.
"Trespassing on the Bodhisattva's Dharma field, you can know the crime."
His gaze began to sweep over everyone one by one.
When he saw Yin Meng, He paused.
The right hand, which was originally clenched into a fist, slowly loosened at this moment and gradually flattened.
Looking at this posture, he will soon make a "please" gesture.
Obviously, the Yin family's ancestral tradition of rubbing rice is about to be triggered.
Yin Meng also noticed this, because she herself was a little used to it.
However, as a member of the Yin family, she can receive this kind of "preferential treatment" every time, which makes her feel ashamed.
She really wanted to stretch out her finger and point to her Brother Xiaoyuan: This is the inheritor of Emperor Fengdu.
Asking her team to sit on the back of the crane every time is equivalent to putting her, an unsatisfactory descendant, in the highest place again and again to "whip the corpse".
When I was a child, I read the travelogues of my ancestors in the appendix of the family tree, and I felt that my ancestors could be treated with courtesy wherever they went, and they were regarded as the upper seat, and I thought it was very interesting, and I was even a little complacent.
Looking back now, people just regard the descendants of the Yin family as some kind of dinner table "mascot".
"Feng ......"
Before the words were spoken in his throat, his eyes fell on Lin Shuyou.
His brows furrowed deeply, as if he was deeply puzzled.
"You are ......"
Suddenly, the body of the gatekeeper Zhenjun froze, his originally sharp eyes turned into indifference, and his voice became gloomy:
"Anyone who treads into the Bodhisattva's Dharma field will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as the words fell, his wings spread and his figure rushed down.
When this guy's statue began to fall off, everyone had already lined up, and Li Chaiyuan had already tied the red line to everyone.
The Runsheng gas door opened, and a Yellow River shovel slapped the guy hard.
"Dang!"
The Yellow River shovel hit the opponent's wing, which was not flesh and blood at all, it was so hard that it made Runsheng's mouth hurt.
However, Runsheng reacted quickly and immediately pressed the shovel handle up and down to stop the opponent in front of him.
"Bang!"
"Brother Runsheng, don't carry him to death, take him out. The rest, avoid!"
Runsheng's figure slid backwards, and the people who were hiding behind Runsheng quickly avoided it, and even Li Chaiyuan rolled over on the ground twice.
It's really rare to meet someone who can't even stop Runsheng.
The slide continued, and Runsheng had already left the temple and came to the bridge.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun lowered his momentum, spread his wings, and his body reversed continuously, bringing out three feet and kicking towards Runsheng.
In the first kick, Runsheng blocked it with a shovel, and the shovel was kicked away; In the second kick, Runsheng blocked it with his arm, and his arm was kicked away; The third kick kicked Runsheng heavily on his chest, and Runsheng's figure flew backwards off the ground, but it sank violently in the middle, and a low roar came out of his throat as he landed, stabilizing his figure.
Blood began to overflow from the valves all over his body, obviously the kick just now had caused Runsheng to suffer internal injuries.
The True Monarch of the Gate looked at Runsheng while spreading his hand back, his palm swaying.
After a while, nothing happened.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun looked puzzled and looked back.
He saw a young man standing on the altar he had originally erected, one of the two stone piers on the altar had been covered with talisman paper, and the other was sealed by the boy with a black dog blood rune.
The two stone piers shook slightly under his own summons, but they could not crack.
Li Zhuiyuan looked at the gatekeeper Zhenjun in the distance, he didn't know why the other party didn't take out his weapon as soon as he recovered, but had to wait for a fight before waving.
Perhaps, only in this way can it be in line with His identity.
But since they gave themselves this opportunity, they definitely couldn't help but appreciate it.
Your weapon, continue to be sealed here, don't take it."
Runsheng raised the shovel and attacked him again, the true monarch lifted his wings, blocked the shovel, and then punched Runsheng.
"Bang!"
Runsheng was knocked out by gravity again, but he still landed steadily, and more blood spilled out from his body.
The figure of the gatekeeper Zhenjun flashed, appeared above Runsheng, and kicked down hard.
Runsheng raised the shovel and made a "buzz" sound, his body was under gravity, and his knees were bent downward, but the next moment he stood up again, and the body of the gatekeeper Zhenjun fell and landed lightly.
He has been pressing Runsheng to fight, relying on absolute speed and strength, the opponent can only passively defend and bear it.
However, he could feel the other party's injuries getting worse again and again, but his aura was still improving.
The two sides collided again, this time, the gatekeeper Zhenjun was even stronger, and once again knocked Runsheng away, but Runsheng still did not fall, the blood on his body stained his clothes, but his eyes were fierce, but he was constantly high-spirited.
This also stimulated the evil energy in the body.
With a red thread connection, Li Chaiyuan could feel the vigorous belief in Runsheng's heart, he was in pain, but he was very happy.
This is also the reason why Li Chase Yuan did not let others go up to help now, he noticed that Runsheng was gaining momentum, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.
Uncle Qin once personally passed on the Qin's Guanjiao Refining Method to Runsheng, Uncle Qin is a good teacher, but Runsheng is not a good student.
Opening the valve in the body is equivalent to elementary school students' arithmetic, others are memorizing the formula, Runsheng is counting beans all the time, and he can count large amounts of arithmetic because he has too many beans.
Finally, after so long, Runsheng began to realize the formula of himself.
The True Monarch of the Gate didn't seem to want to continue to spend money with Runsheng, he flapped his wings and rushed towards the temple, wanting to get his weapon back and quickly deal with the sinners here.
Yin Meng wrapped the poison can with an exorcism whip and threw it out, and then took advantage of the situation.
The poisonous mist fell.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun had a wing, forming a cyclone on both sides, wrapping the poisonous mist in, and his own speed was almost unhindered.
But the next moment, a huge eye appeared at His feet, and the speed was a stop.
Li Chaiyuan threw the palm of his right hand, and two evil breaking talismans flew out, submerging into two cyclones respectively.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The cyclone was blown up, and the poisonous mist gushed out again.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun spread his wings and wrapped himself.
The yin and cute toxin was corrosive, and for the first time, it lost its effect, not only did it not penetrate these wings, but it was more like a layer of wax on his wings, glowing with a black and shiny luster.
These wings are really useful, but everything has two sides, Li Chaiyuan discovered that although he has wings, he can defend and accelerate his body, but he cannot support him to fly too high.
Seeing this, Yin Meng wanted to continue throwing poison canisters.
A voice came from the bottom of my heart: "Stop!"
Yin Meng stopped immediately.
Although Yin Meng's toxin ratio may have miraculous effects, it is impossible to pin hopes on the unknown probability under normal combat.
Since it has been proven to be ineffective, it is better to save the poison first and not waste it.
"Brother Binbin, go up."
"Ayou, try to be a girl."
After the gatekeeper True Monarch avoided the poisonous mist, he spread his wings and came towards the altar.
Tan Wenbin stood under the altar, stabbed the two flags into the ground with both hands, and the two godsons on his shoulders began to applaud vigorously.
"Boom!"
Ghosts hit the wall.
It stands to reason that in this case, it is very risky to set up a ghost to hit the wall, if this guy has a vertical pupil like the white crane boy, then this ghost hitting the wall is equivalent to setting it up.
But this was also done deliberately by Li Chaiyuan, he noticed that after the gatekeeper Zhenjun woke up, there was a momentary switch in consciousness, at first, he wanted to invite Yin Meng to sit down.
The True Monarch of the Gate Guard had sharp eyes before, and seemed to have the ability to see through the illusion, but it made no sense that your eyes could still be transparent under the premise that you yourself were fascinated by your mind.
Sure enough, the True Monarch stopped walking and he lost his sense of direction.
Anger appeared on his face, anger at why he was confused by this low-level blindfold.
"Hey, it actually works."
Tan Wenbin simply applauded along with the rhythm of his two godsons, as if they were playing parent-child games in this eerie temple.
It's a pity that this kind of father-son warmth didn't last long.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun opened his mouth, and there was a hissing sound in his throat, this scream made the two godsons on Tan Wenbin's shoulders cover their ears in pain.
Hanging on it is the sign of Jizo Monastery, and the statue that can fall here naturally has a strong restraint against sneakiness.
Lin Shuyou is still trying to be a girl, in the past he has made it possible for a boy to descend with a single eye, but after crossing the bridge, this tacit understanding seems to have disappeared.
Ah You was very anxious, constantly shaking his palms and stomping his feet, but he couldn't succeed.
Runsheng had already arrived at this time, and the Yellow River shovel was waving.
The gatekeeper Zhenjun's wings spread out from behind.
"Bang!"
This time, the gatekeeper Zhenjun still used his wings to block Runsheng's charged blow, but his figure also trembled because of this.
This means that the person behind him, he is injured, but his strength has become greater.
The true monarch ignored Runsheng and continued to step forward, rushing straight to the altar.
"Brother Binbin, step back."
Tan Wenbin did not hesitate and dodged away from under the altar.
A formation flag glowing with pottery light appeared in the palm of Li Zhuiyuan's right hand, intending to block the opponent's pounce with the formation.
The situation that occurred in Lin Shuyou was already calculated by Li Chaiyuan, and he did not include Ayou in this round of battle plan.
At present, although this goalkeeper Zhenjun is powerful, it is also within control, and the process on his side will be a bit embarrassing, but in the end the winner is still himself.
However, changes beyond Li Chaiyuan's calculations still appeared.
Fortunately, it is not on the bad side.
People are all forced out, Lin Shuyou just ate the gift package, and he really couldn't accept that he was dumb at the critical moment.
He could understand the boy's concerns and fears, but he could not accept them.
I only heard Lin Shuyou roar: "If he is real, you are fake!"
The next moment, the vertical pupil opened, and the girl succeeded!
In the past, after Lin Shuyou became a girl, the people who spoke and did things were all children, but this time, Lin Shuyou's tone came out of his mouth again after he got up:
"If He dies, even if you are fake, it is true!"
The white crane boy held a trident and appeared directly under the altar, stopping the gatekeeper True Monarch.
"Evil god, you can't kill it~"
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