Yi Dingjia looked up and watched, but saw that the dark clouds covered the moon, and all sounded silently. Only the mountain wind was passing through the corridor of the hall, so he quickly walked into the front hall, came to the desk, took out the fire stick, lit the candlestick, took a few pieces of rice paper, but he kneaded it into a ball, put it in his cuff, and looked at the inkstone, and grinded it into a shape, but his eyes were always watching the movement outside the hall.

Finally, a team of monks in red patroled by patrolling. Yi Dingjia smiled and bent over to the outside of the hall. He glanced at him twice, and finally found the place where the wood was piled up. He walked over quickly, stuffed the kneaded paper ball under the wood chips, looked around again, took out the fire folds with his hand, ignited the paper ball, turned around and ran back to the hall, closed the door, and returned to the desk to continue to pretend to grind ink.

The fire was still small at first, but there was a lot of waste wood chips here. With the mountain wind, it took less than a while to burn violently with a "sky" sound, and the fire outside the hall suddenly surged into the sky.

A man dressed as a scholar appeared on the eaves above the hall. He looked down at the fire, nodded slightly, and then disappeared.

After a while, there were loud shouts in the temple. The monks in red and the craftsmen were stirring up together, making a mess, carrying water to put out the fire, and it was noisy.

Yi Dingjia saw the situation and took the opportunity to slip towards the mountain gate when he came during the day. However, he had just arrived at the entrance of the mountain gate and had not yet been able to identify the direction. However, when he heard the crowds of people in front of him, he suddenly walked out of the intersection on the left, a monk with a medium figure came out from the square face and wide mouth. He had a pair of snake eyes under his thick eyebrows, showing a fierce light, holding a Zen stick, wearing a colorful cassock, and a string of skulls hanging on his chest to make Buddhist beads. There were many monks in red all the way around him.

The monk took a few steps, paused, and said to the monk in red beside him: "You two are here to guard them, and you must not let outsiders enter. Others will follow me to the Fuhu Palace."

Everyone should claim that a group of people, holding torches, walked quickly along the corridor towards Fuhu Palace.

Yi Dingjia saw the opportunity to hide, and before he could think, he slipped in along the middle intersection. He originally thought that the middle courtyard should have a majestic hall building like the Fuhu Palace on the right, but he saw a simple wooden house with bright lights inside.

Yi Dingjia wandered outside for a while, but no other noticed. He lowered his head and thought about it, but he still walked into the wooden house, squatted down and looked inside, but saw a middle-aged man sitting next to the desk. He was wearing a black robe and a copper mask on his face, covering the upper half of his face. The cold eyes behind the mask seemed to ejaculate two evil spirits, which made people feel creepy and as if they were thorns.

Outside the window, Yi Dingjia still had a cold war. The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed someone outside the window, but he ignored it completely and continued to read the papers and flipped the books.

Yi Dingjia squatted down and slowly moved behind the house. He turned around the wooden house and finally saw a slightly larger building. The three words "Rebirth Hall" were hung on the lintel. It was pitch black inside without any lights. After approaching, he picked up the window paper and watched inside for a long time, but couldn't see anything inside clearly. He squatted there and listened for a long time. Except for the noisy voices in the Fuhu Palace, there was silence around him. After thinking about it, he simply pushed the door with his hands.

With a "creak", the door opened in response to the sound, and it sounded a little strange at this moment.

Yi Dingjia didn't think about it, quickly flashed in, turned around and looked outside, before facing the door. He turned around and groped in the house for a long time. Except for the smell of rotten smell, he saw nothing. He thought that this place should be an empty house and there should be no gold and silver treasures, otherwise there would be someone guarding it outside the door. Just as he thought so, Wu Da was disappointed.

Suddenly, a pair of red lights appeared more than 100 feet away from him, as big as a chicken egg. It was very eye-catching in such a dark environment, as bright as a gem. Yi Dingjia was shocked and thought about what kind of treasure it was and shines here. Then his greed rose greatly, and even his breathing became much heavier.

In an instant, many pairs of "ruby" appeared around the pair of red lights. Yi Dingjia was so happy that he was overjoyed. He no longer thought about it, and opened his arms and touched it.

"Roar",

A low roar was called like a wild beast, and when I heard it, my hair was standing up and my spine became cold. Then there were a series of roars of "roar", "roar", as if there were dozens of wild beasts in the room. And as the screams sounded, the "ruby" began to slowly move towards Yi Dingjia.

"Is there any monster in this room?" I thought of this, and Yi Dingjia was so scared that he was sweating in cold sweat, his clothes were wet, thinking that he was about to run away, but his legs and feet were as soft as boneless, and he fell to the ground.

In the midst of this crisis, a vague sound came from my ears: "Cover your mouth and nose, hold your breath, otherwise your life will not be safe." The sound seemed familiar, but in a trance, there was no time to think about it, Yi Dingjia quickly held his breath and covered his mouth as he did.

At this time, looking at the "ruby" again, they gradually gathered together, and made low roars and heavy breathing while moving. It was strange. After a moment, the low roar gradually decreased, the "ruby" gradually decreased, and the room became dark again.

Seeing this, Yi Dingjia held his breath, rolled and crawled to the door, raised his hand and gently pushed open the door, turned around and saw that there was no movement in the room, so he escaped with a flash of lightning.

A mountain wind blew towards him, and Yi Dingjia suddenly felt as if he was reborn. He greedily breathed the air outside. While he was still breathing, he heard another sound in his ear: "Get this rope tightly and leave quickly." He carefully identified that it was the person who had just saved him in the room. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black rope hanging down in the dark night sky. At this time, he couldn't help but grab the rope as he said.

The rope was like a living thing. After I grabbed it, it slowly rose up and jumped onto the wall. Looking back at this time, I could see the whole picture of the Double-Sided Temple. It turned out that after entering the mountain gate, the temple was divided into three large courtyards. The courtyard on the right was the three-enterprise courtyard mainly composed of Fuhu Palace. The front yard was a temporary studio, the middle was the Fuhu Palace, and the back yard was the wood-room where he lived with Feng Shuzhu; the middle was the courtyard that made me terrified that night, two rooms in front and back, the "Rebirth Hall" behind, and the front was the place where the person wearing a mask was seen; the courtyard on the left was from front and back from front to back

It is composed of two main halls, and dozens of single-story houses are scattered around it. The front hall of this courtyard is the largest hall of the Double-Sided Temple. It seems to be the main hall of the temple, which is the place where a string of skull monks hung on their chests. The back hall is also similar in size to the Fuhu Hall. Outside the hall, dozens of red-clothed monks patrolling with open fires, which is exactly where they saw it in the eyes of the compass. Although the three large courtyards are a mountain gate, they are not connected to each other. There are stone walls about a meter in the middle. It is thought that the left courtyard was first built, but later it was expanded twice due to the increase in the population in the temple.

In a trance, he was taken by a rope to the woodshed and returned to the woodshed. After slowly falling down, the rope disappeared suddenly. Yi Dingjia looked at the night sky for a while, and suddenly realized that he was only separated from the next courtyard by a stone wall. Thinking about what he did tonight, he smiled bitterly, turned around and saw the lights of the woodshed next door on, so he came to the window again. He looked inside through the window paper that he had opened when he walked, and saw Feng Shuzhu still closing his eyes to rest, no stranger, and vaguely felt that the person who saved him was this scholar. He wanted to knock on the door and go in to thank him, but he was afraid of making a mistake.

Yi Dingjia was hesitating, and suddenly heard the direction of Fuhu Palace changed from noisy to shouting. He heard someone shouting to catch spies. He was shocked and quickly returned to his own woodshed. He was so scared that the lights did not dare to light them. He leaned on the woodshed and listened quietly. Then the shouts outside calmed down, and his heart suddenly became slightly wider. Suddenly, he heard screams of screams, and sometimes mixed with the sound of weapons hitting them. His whole body shook and he didn't dare to move.

Hearing the "creaking" from the next door again, Yi Dingjia understood that it was Feng Shuzhu who heard the fighting sounds and walked out. He also wanted to see what happened, but he remembered all the shocks tonight, and finally gave up.

Outside the window, Feng Shuzhu stood under the eaves, looked at Yi Dingjia's room, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his figure shook. He came to the front yard next to the Fuhu Palace, hidden behind the column in front of the hall, and looked into the field.

I saw dozens of monks in red with ferocious faces fighting around a woman in white with a beautiful and refined appearance. The woman in white was combed with tassels, her skin was as white as snow, her face was as cold as frost. She held a fairy sword in her hand, and a lotus flower was carved on the hilt of the sword. It was the woman she met on the sidewaishan River that day.

The woman in white was light and as smart as water, and her steps were even more unpredictable. Her hair was flying with her figure, and her clothes were swaying with her sword, just like a fairy in the Nine Heavens falling into the mortal world, making people fascinated.

The sword is as fast as water, with uncertainty, unpredictable strength and weakness, and flexible, making the opponent elusive. If you are not careful, you will hit the sword. Therefore, when you feel pity, you will feel a little bit awe.

With a few screams, a few more monks in red fell to the ground in the sword and moaned in pain. The second in command who was originally watching the battle could no longer hold back and shouted: "You retreat and let me get my iron-headed arhat to capture her."

When the monks in red heard this, they all stepped back and left the venue. As soon as the iron-headed Arhat finished speaking, they took up the crescent shovel in their hands. The crescent shovel weighed more than a few hundred kilograms, and pressed down on the woman in white with the wind.

The woman in white looked like water when she heard the sound. She raised her beautiful eyes and looked up. Her steps were changing. She stepped back several feet away. The fairy sword in her hand shook, rolled up a ray of light, and her momentum was like a shocking wave raised in the river, moving upwards.

The crescent shovel seemed extremely powerful, but as soon as Fang touched the light, he flew back quickly, and the iron-headed arhat who had never had time to dodge was hit by.

With a "stop" sound, the crescent moon shoveled down to the ground. The iron-headed arhat looked painful on his face. With a "puff", a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out and he fell to the ground.

The monks were shocked and hurriedly stepped forward to support him. The iron-headed arhat reached out and told him not to move. Looking at the venue, the woman in white was no longer sure where to go, but she left the yard full of beauty and a scent of fragrance. A sword in the night sky flew away.

Feng Shuzhu saw this and looked admiring, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Shuiyue Sword Technique." After that, he turned around and walked towards the woodshed.

Behind him, another group of monks in red came, surrounded by a string of skulls hanging on their chests, and rushed over like a ferocious spirit. The monk stood still, looked up and saw that there was a mess in front of him. The iron-headed arhat was injured on the ground and could not speak. His little monk was also injured. He had just been in a big fire before, and his face turned pale and shouted to the people around him: "Please the Second Head and the injured brothers back, and ask the Third Head to discuss matters at the Double-faced Buddha Hall." After that, he turned around and left, and a group of people around him responded.

Inside the Double-faced Buddha Hall.

The iron-headed arhat was lying on the arhat's bed with his eyes closed, his face slightly relieved. A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a half-copper mask was taking his pulse, and a monk with a skull on his chest was sitting next to him.

The man wearing a copper mask gently put the iron-headed arhat's arm, nodded slightly, and turned around.

The monk with a skull on the side said with concern: "Third brother, how are the injuries of the second brother?"

The man wearing a copper mask said slowly: "The second brother's injury is not hindered for the time being. He was simply injured by the internal organs by being shocked. He can use his qi to adjust his rest for a few days."

The iron-headed arhat of the second in command opened his eyes and said weakly: "Brother, don't worry, I'm not seriously injured, I'm just careless and hurt by that woman."

When the boss heard this, he shook the skull on his chest and sighed, "You, you can't change this problem, you're fascinated when you see a woman." The iron-headed arhat said speechlessly, and then said, "I don't know who is hurting my second brother?"

The man wearing a bronze mask pondered for a moment and said, "It should be someone from Shuiyue Palace."

When the iron-headed arhat heard this, he exclaimed: "Shuiyue Palace?" After saying that, he looked at the boss and said: "Brother, these brothers who were patrolling the mountains a few days ago were injured by the Taoist priests of Guiyun Temple. The Shuiyue Palace came to the door again. Today, the three major sects are short of Kongjue Temple."

The master snorted coldly: "Before I made my double-faced Buddha debut, I heard about the names of the three sects for a long time, and I wanted to meet him for a while."

The iron-headed arhat seemed to know how to change the ruthlessness, and immediately changed his face and said excitedly: "It seems that my three brothers will inevitably have a fierce battle if they want to win a place here."

The man wearing a bronze mask pondered for a long time and said, "At present, our strength is not enough to fight against the three factions, so we must not let them work together."

When the master of the boss heard this, he narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "What my third brother said makes sense. In the current battle of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect, has greatly lost its strength, but the remaining power is still not to be underestimated." He paused and then said, "I wonder what the third brother has?"

When the man wearing a bronze mask heard the words "Demon Sect's Shadow Confused" and his body seemed to be shocked, but immediately said: "Bound Wei and save Zhao."

"Ambing Wei to save Zhao?" The two-faced Buddha and the iron-headed Arhat looked at each other and said in surprise.

"Yes, the new force of the demonic path is reborn, Jiuli Chifang of the intermittent island attacks Guiyunguan." The man wearing a bronze mask said in a calm tone, but two hatred gazes shot out in his eyes.

"Although Jiuli Chifang is located in one area, its strength is indeed extraordinary. He even calls himself a new generation of Demon Sect. He has long wanted to swallow the three realms, so how could he obey us?" The two-faced Buddha of the great master said in a puzzled way.

The man wearing a bronze mask said: "The closest Immortal World Sect to the intermittent island is Guiyun Temple. If Guiyun Temple uses its power to attack us this time, its base camp will inevitably be empty. As long as this news is released to Jiuli Chifang, he will definitely not give up."

When the two-faced Buddha heard this, he looked overjoyed and said, "Good idea, my third brother is indeed very smart, but... but...,"

"What are the doubts about brother?" said the man wearing a mask.

The two-faced Buddha pondered for a moment and said, "This strategy can solve Guiyun Temple, but the remaining Kongjue Temple and Shuiyue Palace should not be underestimated."

The man wearing a mask seemed to smile and said, "Brother is worried. Shuiyue Palace has claimed that the forbidden area of ​​the Three Realms has been enshrined for a hundred years and has never been concerned about the world. This time, the disciples of Shuiyue Palace hit the mountain gate. I think it is related to the news that the Demon Sect Shadow broke through the ground. They should simply be inquiring about the news. As long as we do not hurt their disciples, Shuiyue Palace will not deal with us."

The iron-headed Luohan looked dark and he said angrily: "So tonight, when the woman fought with me, the third brother stood by and watched."

The man wearing a mask smiled slightly and said, "The second brother is known as an iron-headed arhat. If he hadn't been careless for a moment, how could the woman hurt you?"

When the iron-headed arhat heard this, he raised his neck and looked proud, and said, "This is the truth. When you meet her again next time, the Sa family will definitely capture her alive."

The two-faced Buddha smiled and said, "The second brother is talking big again. When did you see a woman? You are not injured." Then he changed the subject and said, "These two factions have already dealt with, but I don't know what plans my third brother is for Kongjue Temple."

The man wearing a mask took a deep breath and said, "Kongjue Temple is a must-pass place for us to enter the Central Plains. We must be severely injured this time. Judging from the news sent back, there are less than a hundred sword immortals in Kongjue Temple. This old thief will definitely stay in Fangwaishan, and the remaining disciples are not afraid of it."

"Okay!" The two-faced Buddha exclaimed loudly and said happily: "Then I'll bother my third brother and use this plan to arrange everything as soon as possible."

The man wearing a mask nodded and then said, "It will take some time to go to the intermittent island this time. Tianluo Jing will stay on the mountain to help the elder brother. But please remember the corresponding matter of Zishi and Shenshi's resignation of Shengmen, so as not to hurt the brothers in and out of the way."

The double-faced Buddha nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "But I wonder how long it will take for my third brother to go?"

The man wearing a bronze mask pondered for a moment and said, "For as many as ten days, as few as three days, before a large number of sword immortals in Kongjue Temple arrive, I will definitely rush back."

When the two-faced Buddha heard this, he smiled and said, "Then I will be working hard for my third brother. Be more careful along the way."

The man wearing a mask nodded slightly, turned around and went out.

After the iron-headed arhat looked at his back and disappeared outside the door, he turned to the double-faced Buddha and said, "Brother, this demonic shepherd god envoy Yan Shoutian is not the same as you and me, is it really trustworthy?"

The two-faced Buddha also withdrew his gaze from outside the door and smiled, "Why did the second brother say this?"

The iron-headed arhat glared at his eyes, shook his head, and said with an exaggerated expression: "What if he doesn't go back?"

Two-faced Buddha laughed and said, "Second brother, you are stupid, aren't you? This magical herd god instructor Yan Shoutian is meticulous and calm in his work. He has already thought of you and I have this concern, so he deliberately left the Tianluo Mirror in his personal magic weapon."

The iron-headed arhat suddenly realized and touched the bald head and said, "Yes, no matter what, he will not throw this magic weapon down."

The two-faced Buddha smiled strangely and said, "What's more, Yan Shoutian followed the Demon Sect to fight south and north, and his Taoism was extraordinary and knowledgeable. If you and my brother really want to make a fortune, they still need to use this person."

The iron-headed arhat smiled blankly and said, "It's still my elder brother who is considering Zhou Xiang, but there are rumors in the three realms that Yinghuo will break through the ground. This demonic herd god envoy Yan Shoutian was originally Yinghuo's old subordinate. Will he still have the same heart as us at that time?"

The two-faced Arhat said with a smile: "This is another reason why he has to be reused. When Shadow Soul broke through the ground, his ability was very weak. If he took the opportunity to absorb his soul, he could become a generation of demon sect."

When the iron-headed arhat heard this, he looked happy and continued with enthusiasm: "Then brother can command the demons in the world, and I am also above ten thousand people."

The double-faced Buddha smiled slightly and nodded and said, "So, we should treat this person well and use it at the moment, not to mention that the situation he just analyzed is very correct. In any case, we will eventually have a life-and-death bloody battle with Kongjue Temple." The double-faced Buddha clenched his fists while saying that, his eyes were full of fierce light, as if he had changed.

Later, the face of the double-faced Buddha returned to normal and asked, "By the way, second brother, what's the situation of those Su Nu?"

The Iron Head Arhat said: "There are currently more than 30 stored in the Rebirth Hall, but it is much different from the previous magic."

The double-faced Buddha nodded and said, "After the previous body, there are some Taoist practices, but as long as there are enough numbers, it can also form combat power. When your injury is healed, you must speed up the construction of the temple immediately, and then those craftsmen..." As he said that, he made a slashing action with a knife.

The iron-headed arhat looked happy and said, "I understand."

The two-faced Buddha suddenly looked darker again, and he looked at the iron-headed arhat and said, "Since you don't need to be close to women anymore, so as not to delay serious business. In addition, arrange more people to go down the mountain to touch the surrounding situation."
To be continued...