Chapter 742 [Ancient Temple] (Chinese)

When night fell, An Yuchen finally woke up. She blinked her eyes and was surprised to find that she was actually in the room. Her first thought after waking up was to look for Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang lay beside her and looked at her with a smile.

An Yuchen said excitedly: "I am not dead, we are saved!"

Zhang Yang nodded, An Yuchen rushed into his arms excitedly, but accidentally touched Zhang Yang's wound. Zhang Daguan Ren let out a muffled groan. Only then did An Yuchen realize that Zhang Yang was injured and said guiltily: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's a blessing to have a loss of horses. I actually saw the black jade intermittent ointment. This elixir has long been lost. I didn't expect that there would be such an expert in the deep mountains."

A soft knock on the door sounded outside, and An Yuchen tidied up her hair. She was much luckier than Zhang Yang. Although she was hit in the avalanche, she was not injured.

After receiving their approval, the little lama pushed open the door and walked in. He took two beds in his hand, came to An Yuchen and smiled and said, "The female donor is awake!"

An Yuchen whispered: "You saved me?"

The little lama said, "It's my two senior brothers. Master asked me to bring you some quilts. The temperature will be low at night. I'm afraid that you won't stand the cold."

An Yuchen hurriedly thanked him and took the bedding from him.

Zhang Yang said: "My little master, we are a little hungry, so please make some food for us."

Doji smiled and said, "It's already prepared, my senior brother will send it to you right away."

While talking, a young lama walked into the meditation room with a food box, and he placed the food box on the small table.

Zhang Yang recognized that the lama was the one who rescued him and An Yuchen from the wind and snow, and hurriedly thanked the lama.

This young lama had a much higher cultivation level than the young lama Dorji, and had already reached the state of not showing his emotions.

An Yuchen first fed Zhang Yang, and then he ate himself. The little lama Dorji was quite talkative. In his conversation with them, he mentioned that the ancient temple was named Nile, which has been in history for thousands of years. Because it has been hidden in the ice peak and snow valley, few people know it here. In addition, the temple itself is small in scale, which is unknown compared to the Rongbu Monastery, which is more than 5,000 meters above sea level. Their host, Master Enchan, was an Indian. He became a monk in India when he was young. Later, he crossed the Himalayas to go to Rongbu Monastery to talk about Buddhism. Later, because he had different ideas from the Lamas in Rongbu Monastery, he

After leaving Rongbu Monastery, this Nile Temple had been abandoned for more than 200 years before Master Enchan arrived. Master Enchan lived here after leaving Rongbu Monastery. There are now five lamas in the temple. The two young lamas and Dorji who saved Zhang Yang and others were orphans adopted by Master Enchan. Doji is a Tibetan, and his two senior brothers are Nepalese. They were adopted by Master Enchan when he went to Nepal to preach. There is also a lama in the temple, Sangkun, the junior brother of Enchan. He used to be a lama in Rongbu Monastery. Later, he followed Master Enchan's footsteps and came here.

Because the mountaineering bags were lost in the avalanche, Zhang Yang gave his outdoor watch to Doji as a souvenir, and expressed his gratitude to these lamas in this way.

But Doji insisted on not accepting it. He said seriously: "We are monks. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist temple. The donor has given me merit. There is nothing more precious than merit in the eyes of our Buddhist disciples."

Dorje in front of him couldn't help but remind Zhang Yang of the Three Treasures Monk, who was also a Buddhist disciple, and his realm was not a little different. When he returned to Pinghai, he must let the Three Treasures Monk come over and receive a good education.

Doji left after adding charcoal to the brazier. An Yuchen helped Zhang Yang sit up, Zhang Yang leaned against her, and spread her hands on the stove to keep warm.

Zhang Yang said: "It seems we will stay in this ancient temple for a few days."

An Yuchen said: "When I go back, I will definitely donate money to them to rebuild the temple."

Zhang Yang said: "I'm afraid Zhao Tiancai and the others can't wait. After the time agreed with them, they will definitely come to me."

An Yuchen hugged Zhang Yang and said softly: "It's already like this, just be patient. It's cold outside and the wind and snow are so heavy. Now you have broken one leg, so we have no other choice."

Zhang Yang knew that everything An Yuchen said was true, and he could only wait patiently in this lama temple.

Zhang Yang calmed down his mind and began to use his energy to heal his wounds. He possessed two spiritual medicines: the Heaven-Refusing Pill and Black Jade Intermittent Paste. In addition, his internal strength quickly recovered due to dual cultivation, I believe that his recovery time can be greatly shortened.

An Yuchen didn't dare to disturb him, so he walked to the side alone, picked up a Buddhist scripture from the desk and read it. However, the Buddhist scripture was written in Sanskrit, and she couldn't understand it. An Yuchen stood up again bored and came to the door. When he heard the cold wind outside, he walked towards this side again.

After a while, a knock on the door sounded. An Yuchen opened the door, but saw a gray-clothed lama walking in. He was carrying a wooden barrel in his hand and charcoal was placed in it. After entering the room, he placed the charcoal by the brazier.

An Yuchen said: "Thank you, Master!"

The gray-clothed lama pointed to his ear and his mouth, indicating that he was deaf and dumb, and could not hear what An Yuchen said. An Yuchen had just learned about some of the things about this temple from the young lama Dorji, and guessed that the deaf and dumb monk was Sang Kun, the junior brother of Master Enchan.

Sang Kun put his hands together and said goodbye. An Yuchen closed the door again and returned to the brazier. The lamas in this temple were really good. They not only rescued them from the snow, but also took them in.

Zhang Yang was still sitting there motionless, looking at his handsome and resolute face, An Yuchen's lips showed a faint smile. She added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier, sat in front of the brazier, held her pretty face and looked at Zhang Yang in a daze. For some reason, she remembered the romantic and charming scene of them in the ice cave last night, and An Yuchen's pretty face turned red.

There was a sweet smell in the air. An Yuchen sniffed it. This fragrance smelled very nice, a bit like sandalwood.

Zhang Yang, who had originally closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes. It was obvious that he also smelled the fragrance. Zhang Yang immediately found the source of the fragrance, which actually emanated from the brazier.

An Yuchen said: "They are really determined, and they are mixed with Indian fragrance in the charcoal fire!"

Zhang Yang's face suddenly changed and he said in surprise: "Hold your breath..." It was too late when he said this. He and An Yuchen unknowingly inhaled too much fragrance. Zhang Yang suddenly felt dizzy. When he turned to look at An Yuchen, he found that she had fallen to the ground.

Zhang Yang struggled to climb towards An Yuchen, but his hands and feet were sore and weak that they were not strong. Zhang Yang was shocked. He really couldn't figure out why those lamas had to add incense to the charcoal fire. He couldn't think of the reason why these lamas harmed them. Since they wanted to harm them, why did they rescue them from the snow?

The door was slowly pushed open, and the gray-clothed lama sneaked in quietly, staring at Zhang Yang coldly, his eyes full of unforgettable hatred.

Zhang Yang was weak and powerless: "Are you Sang Kun? Why do you want to harm me?"

Sang Kun came to Zhang Yang. He grabbed Zhang Yang's collar, dragged him from the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "You actually cut off Paga's limbs. You demon, I want you to pay your blood debts!"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard Paga's name. Then he remembered the incident of encountering the robber Paga in Tongmai. There was such a coincidence in this world that he actually met an enemy on Mount Everest? Zhang Yang couldn't figure out the relationship between Sang Kun and Paga, but judging from Sang Kun's expression of hatred for him, he must have a deep connection with Paga.

After being caught in the incense, Zhang Yang had completely lost his resistance. Now he had no ability to shout for help, so he could only let Sang Kun slaughter him. Sang Kun grabbed his collar and pulled him towards the brazier. The scorching fire roasted Zhang Yang's face. Sang Kun tried to press Zhang Yang's face towards the burning charcoal.

At this critical moment, I suddenly heard a surprised child voice outside saying, "Uncle Master, what are you doing?"

Sang Kun was slightly stunned and turned around and looked at him. It was the little lama Doji who appeared outside the door. He looked at Sang Kun with surprise.

Sang Kun said coldly: "You are not here!"

Duoji rushed up and tried to stop Sang Kun from harming Zhang Yang: "Uncle Master, you can't do this!"

Sang Kun raised his foot and kicked Doji to the ground, snorted coldly, "This is a matter between me and him, it has nothing to do with you!"

Zhang Yang sneered: "What's the point of bullying children? I have the will to come to me!"

Sang Kun smiled grimly and said, "I want you to live a life worse than death!" He grabbed Zhang Yang's hair and pressed his face towards the brazier.

Just as the tragedy was about to take place, the brazier was suddenly attracted by a strong attraction and moved towards the door. Sang Kun pressed a blanket. He looked up and saw his senior brother, Master Enchan appeared silently in the Zen room, with deep eyes staring at Sang Kun indifferently.

Sang Kun shouted: "Senior brother, don't worry about me, he has harmed Paga. This is my grudge against him."

Master Enchan shook his head and still walked towards Sangkun step by step.

Sang Kun pulled out a scabbard with a cold light from his waist and pointed at Master Enchan and said, "No one can stop me!"

Enchan continued to move forward, Sang Kun roared and threw Zhang Yang down, stabbing Master Enchan's heart with a knife. Master Enchan did not dodge, and the blade inserted into his heart, as if he was hitting a stone, making a clang! With a sound of the ground, the tip of the knife was broken. Sang Kun showed a terrified light, and he abandoned the scimitar and punched Master Enchan's lower abdomen. The tentacle suddenly sank, and his entire fist fell into Master Enchan's lower abdomen. His wrist was painful, and he was dislocated while Master Enchan's belly was sucked and absorbed.

Master Enchan sighed and said, "Injustice, you have been in Buddhism for so many years, but you still can't let go of your grudges and still can't abandon your evil deeds?"
Chapter completed!