V2.Chapter 808

After Baigu left, I made a few rounds around, but I didn't find the exit to go out. Instead, I found a thousand year old temple.

There are still some Shamis in the ancient temple. When he saw me, he asked me strangely how he got here. He also said that there are 99999 steps below. No one can come up.

"How did the elder martial brother get up?" I asked the Shami, who touched his smooth head and laughed awkwardly: "I was sent by my parents. I heard that I was a demon, so I couldn't stay at home. After that, I never went down again."

"I see. I was also sent by my parents."

When I said that, the monk was surprised, and then asked, "are you really from your parents?"

"That's true."

Shami touched his head: "that's strange. You can't get up. How did your parents get up?"

I laughed: "I don't know that."

The monk looked at me for a moment and asked me, "benefactor, are you here to practice or do something?"

"Passerby, I lost my way at the foot of the mountain, so come and have a look." I said, "this is Lingyin mountain. This temple is called Lingyin Temple."

"Thank you, elder martial brother." I said, "the master is not in my temple, but it's also convenient for the benefactor, please."

"Thank you very much."

Then I followed Shami to Lingyin Temple. There were not many people in Lingyin Temple. I only saw a few little Shami, but they were all practicing.

Shami took me to the hall and asked me to sit down. I asked him if he had a separate room for me. Shami said, "the benefactor is a daughter. It's not convenient for us to give the room to the benefactor. I hope the benefactor won't take it amiss and have a rest here first."

"Thank you, elder martial brother." I said, and the monk turned away.

At this time, I was the only one left in front of the Buddha. I went to look at the Buddha and the lotus at his feet. I settled down and closed my eyes.

I didn't leave. I fell asleep soon after I settled in.

After I fell asleep, I dreamed of a very high mountain, and saw a man climbing from the high mountain. While climbing, the man wiped the sweat on his face, and it was very difficult to climb.

When I saw the man climbing the mountain, I also walked in the past. After all, I was walking in a dream and it was easier than him. When I got to him, he was still sweating. I looked up and saw that he had to climb such a high mountain. I don't know why?

He climbed for a while, stopped to wipe sweat, reluctant to find a place to rest for a while, he used his ragged clothes, fan fan to continue climbing.

I don't know how long it took for him to get to a place where he could rest. He stopped for a breath and said, "Yao'er, wait for me. I'll go up."

I knew that he was looking for someone.

After that, I followed this man and kept looking for Yao'er he was looking for. I don't know how long it took to follow him to the top of the mountain.

However, there was no one waiting for him at the top of the mountain. He and I saw that there was a beautiful woman waiting for him on the top of the mountain, whose clothes were broken and whose body had been insulted.

The woman's hair was scattered and her body was covered with scars. After the man saw it, a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth and sprayed everywhere.

"Yao er..."

Kneeling on the ground, the man held the dead woman and cried for several days and nights.

A few days and nights later, the man picked up the woman's body and walked toward the cliff.

Here is the mountain, not far away, the man has carried the woman to the front, to the front, the man did not hesitate to hold the woman jumped down.

When I looked down, the two bodies had fallen to pieces.

I can't help but take a breath when I see here. Although this high mountain is a wonderful place to do things behind me, I always feel so desolate when I look at the two corpses below.

So I slowly climbed down from the top. When I got to the bottom, I put the two bodies together, piled a stone tomb, and wrote two words on the stone, bones!

When I got to the foot of the mountain, I realized that all this seemed to be predestined. It turned out that the white bone was the one I buried with my hands.

But why don't I remember when I was buried?

This dream passed in a trance. I opened my eyes and looked at the hall. I looked down at my Buddha. I raised my hands and put them together. Then I said, "Amitabha!"

At this time, a man came to the outside of the main hall. He stopped for a moment, then came in behind me and said, "benefactor, we are going to fast. Please come with us."

I just got up and said, "thank you, elder martial brother."

"Come with me."

After that, the elder martial brother walked forward, and I followed him. I also asked, "elder martial brother, is there a Lingyin Temple before Lingyin mountain?"

Nashami said, "no, our Lingyin Temple was built hundreds of years ago. It is said that it was built with great wishes. But I heard the abbot and master of the temple tell us that this Lingyin Temple also has a story."

"Yes? Can you tell me, elder martial brother? "

"Naturally, it's OK. Here's the thing..."

According to nashami, Lingyin mountain is the place for the immortals to practice, so all the immortals want to come here to practice. But when they come here, they find that there are many mountains on Lingyin mountain, but there is no place to cultivate immortals. Everyone wants to find a good place to absorb the spirit of Lingyin mountain, but everyone is embarrassed to sit on the top of the mountain to practice.

If one sits on a mountain to practice, it doesn't spoil the scenery, but if a group of people, who are all kinds of people, sit on the top of the mountain to practice, it's not very good-looking.

In this way, there is an old man in the practice. He spontaneously wants to build a Taoist temple and practice here.

But others didn't listen to him, so that in the end he didn't build it.

Later, many years later, the Taoist monk met an eminent monk, who said he wanted to go back to the mountains and seek a pure land.

The Taoist told the monk about Lingyin mountain. After hearing this, the monk thought it was OK and began to raise money.

When the old monk was about to pass away, the money raised for the temple was built.

After the temple was built, many caves were built at the back of the temple. Two people could sit in each cave for those who came to Lingyin Temple to practice.

But after that, no one in Lingyin mountain ever came to practice.

I smile. Naturally, no one will come to practice. The monk has been practicing all his life, and he doesn't even know this.

All the people who come to practice are the spirits and monsters in the mountains. He is the Buddhist dharma. The temples he built here chant sutras and chant Buddhas every day, but the spirits in the evil ways can't get close to them.

In this way, there are few goblins here.