Coming out of Ning Xiaohong's house, Kong Kong led the way to the place where he said he would spend the night. Next to the village, there was an abandoned courtyard. The yard was full of weeds. It had been idle for countless years and the house was dilapidated.

There is a big hole in the roof.

"Are we staying here tonight?" Wu Sheng said.

"Yeah." Monk Kong nodded.

"I think we should spend the night at Xiaohong's house?" Wu Sheng said.

He felt that Xiaohong's humble home just now was like a wealthy compound compared with this place.

With a creak, Kong Kong reached out and pushed open the half-fallen wooden door.

"The female donor is the only one in her home. Her husband is away for something, so it is inappropriate for us two monks to spend the night at her house." Kong Kong said.

"That's true, but is there a slightly better place? This place is really..." Wu Sheng came into the room. There was only a broken table in the room, and there was dust everywhere. The room was cold, damp, and there was a

An indescribable taste.

"It would be nice to have a place that can protect you from the wind and rain. We monks don't have to pay that much attention." Monk Kong said.

After speaking, he cleaned the house a little, found a clean place, and made a floor. Then he went outside to find some firewood, and lit a fire in the house. He immediately felt much warmer. Look at him

They were very skillful when doing these things, and it was obviously not the first time they had done them.

It was completely dark outside, and a few birds chirped in the distance.

The cicada-noisy forest is more quiet, and the birdsong mountain is even more secluded,

It's very quiet outside,

"It's getting late. We have to travel tomorrow. Let's get some rest early." Kong Kong said. After speaking, he lay down on the ground and prepared to sleep.

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" Wu Sheng asked.

"Run? You can try." Kong Kong laughed and said he didn't care.

Not long after, the fat monk snored slightly and fell asleep.

Wu Sheng was lying on the ground, listening to the crackling sound of firewood burning nearby, and couldn't fall asleep. Lying on the ground, he raised his head and looked at the sky through the big hole in the roof.

He was not from this world. His original name was Wang Sheng. He felt sleepy in that world and fell asleep. He fell asleep and woke up in that broken temple, and found that he had changed his body.

, he was not his original self, he was much younger, but he was shaved bald and given a funny nickname. He did not come back to his senses for a while. He thought he was in a dream and was stunned.

Two days later, when he saw the three characters "Lanruo Temple" on the temple plaque, he had a very bad feeling.

When he went to the back mountain to collect firewood, he saw the big tree with arrogant teeth and claws. It grew dozens of feet high and covered the sky with its long teeth and claws. A tree could almost catch up with a forest, even if the sun was at its lowest.

When the weather is hot, you will only feel the coolness when you stand under the tree. No, it is cold to be precise. Looking back, you can see a huge mountain. Standing there, it seems like a giant standing tall and tall.

.

"What's the name of that mountain?"

"Montenegro!"

This was the reply of the senior brother with the name Wu Nu. Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, transformed and became cold, and he stayed up all night.

Pictures of Liaozhai, Lanruo Temple, Dryad, Black Mountain Old Demon, Ning Caichen, Yan Chixia, and the seductive Xiaoqian appeared in his mind.

Then there is what happened this morning.

In fact, it’s not that he really doesn’t want to be a monk. He has also been yearning for this somewhat prestigious profession, and he also thought about giving it a try. But if he was asked to become a monk in that "Lanruo Temple", he would also be able to do it later.

There is a thousand-year-old locust tree and a black mountain. Even if I beat him to death, I won't do it.

How can things be so coincidental!

He is not the scholar named Ning Caichen, who even dares to fuck female ghosts, and there is no bearded swordsman here.

He really wanted to run, but he really didn't know where to run because he didn't know anything about the world under the mountain.

Woo, the wind suddenly blew outside, making the dilapidated door leaves creak and blowing into the house, making the bonfire roar loudly.

Uh-oh,

Suddenly, a voice floated in from outside with the wind, as if it was a woman calling.

Anyone?

After hearing the sound, the young monk suddenly sat up from the ground, and then saw a white shadow flashing past the door.

What?

"Who?" Wang Sheng shouted outside. The only response was the whine of the wind.

"Wrong."

At this moment, a white figure floated past the door again, with long hair.

You can be sure, that is a person!

His whole body was trembling, and his hair was all trembling, and he stood up all of a sudden.

Gudong, swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Hey, hey, monk, there's someone outside!"

Bang, bang, the fat monk next to him slept like a dead pig.

Wang Sheng took a deep breath, picked up the torch, and walked slowly towards the door. When he came to the door, he looked out. In the courtyard, there were overgrown weeds. In the sky, the moonlight was as cold as water, and it sprinkled on the earth. Everything was

It was so quiet and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"No one, did you see it wrong?"

Woo, a gust of wind blew up, and then a man floated out from the weeds. He was dressed in white and had long black hair covering his face. The key was that his feet did not touch the ground, but he was one foot above the ground, hanging in the air with his arms

It drooped and floated straight towards the door.

Suddenly, a chill rushed from his tailbone to his forehead. He felt that his scalp was numb and cold sweat suddenly broke out. He was stunned and trembling all over, not knowing what to do.

What a ghost!

He shouted, turned around and came to the fat monk who was still sleeping.

"Wake up, wake up, there's a ghost outside!"

He kept shouting, dragging his hands and kicking his feet, waking up the empty monk.

"What's wrong?" Monk Kong asked, licking his lips and rubbing his groggy eyes.

"Ghost, there are ghosts outside!" Wang Sheng pointed outside with trembling arms.

"Ghost, what the hell?" Kong Kong took a deep breath, stood up and walked outside.

"He is outside, be careful!" Wang Sheng said.

Who knows what kind of ghost is out there? What if it's the kind that likes to eat people?

The fat monk came to the door, creaked, and the broken door was pushed open without any hesitation. Outside was a deserted courtyard, overgrown with weeds, and most of the courtyard walls collapsed. In the distance were the woods outside the village, the mountains in the distance, and a waning moon.

High in the sky.

Quiet, very quiet.

"Where is the ghost?" He turned around and asked.

"Just now, he floated out from behind the weeds. He was dressed in white, with long hair covering his face, and his feet did not leave the ground." Wang Sheng pointed at the weeds.

"Let's go and have a look."

"ah?"

"What are you afraid of? With the Buddha in your heart, all evil will not invade you." The fat monk said with a solemn expression.

Amitabha,

He chanted the Buddha's name and walked towards the weeds.

The weeds were quite high, reaching up to people's shoulders. The further they walked in, the colder Wang Sheng felt all over.

"Am I seeking death?" he asked himself.

After walking in for a short distance, we stopped. At the end, the broken courtyard wall blocked the way. Originally, the courtyard was not big.

"Look, there's nothing there?" Monk Kong said.

"Go back to the house."
Chapter completed!