Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen: The Phantom of the Ghost Ax

Zhao Ziyuan shook his head and said: "I don't know what to do, little brother. Could it be that Brother Gu also felt something strange in that black wooden box?" Gu Qianwu said in a low voice: "I just have this intuition that the black wooden box is likely..." Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the branches of the ancient trees dancing in front of the house whistled, and he stopped talking unconsciously. The two looked up at the sky, only to see that the low sky was covered with dense clouds, the moon and stars were all hidden, and the dark sky oppressed them both with a feeling of suffocation.

Zhao Ziyuan whispered: "The weather seems to be changing." He stretched out his hand to lift it out of the eaves, but felt that his palm was cold, and the bean-sized raindrops had begun to drip down. Fortunately, this row of temple houses has tile eaves flying obliquely to cover them, and the two of them stood under the eaves so as not to get wet by the rain. There was a loud thunderbolt, and a flash of lightning flashed by, making the night sky bright and dark. The torrential rain poured down, and the howling wind and the sound of the falling rain intertwined. A large temple was quickly swallowed up by the misty wind and rain.

Gu Qian Martial Arts: "I don't know when this torrential rain will fall. Why don't we just knock on the door and openly enter the room to see what happened—" Zhao Ziyuan said: "It's so inappropriate, the other party is staying here, if we are not allowed to enter the room, there is no reason for you and me to force our way in..." The temple was dilapidated and in disrepair because of its age. Rainwater dripped from the eaves everywhere, and it fell on the heads of the two people, making them feel cold to the bone.Gu Qianwu's hair was drenched by the dripping rain, so sad, he couldn't help saying:

"Brother Zhao, let's try knocking on the door..." In the middle of the speech, I suddenly heard a mournful scream coming from the room, even under the wind and rain, it was still heard clearly in the ears of Gu and Zhao! Immediately afterwards, the strange sound of "shh" and "shh" sounded again, the sound was so shrill, and the nerves of the two people who were already full were almost about to burst. They bent down and looked through the gap in the door. There is a cypress table on the side, and an oil lamp is placed on it. The dim yellow light vaguely outlines the scene in the room. The two of them glanced at each other, but before they could clearly see the things in the room, suddenly a gust of wind swept the room away. The lights were blown out.

The sound of "shh" and "shh" was intermittent, the two of them listened to it for a while, their minds gradually became in a trance, and they became a little out of their minds.Immediately adjusted his Qi and breath, it took a long time to restore calm, but the strange noise remained the same, mixed with soul-stirring screams from time to time.Gu Qianwu said anxiously: "Brother, have you ever seen some clues?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "The lights in the room went out suddenly, so I couldn't see clearly what happened." Just as he was talking about asking, he suddenly saw the lights in the room automatically turn on again.

Gu Qianwu frowned and said: "The light flickers on and off, it's clear that someone is playing tricks..." Zhao Ziyuan waved his hand to stop him from continuing, it turned out that there was movement in the room at this moment, and he saw that "Hai Lao" with his long hair loose, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hissing and exhaling! He inhaled and exhaled and kept facing the oil lamp on the table, no wonder the light of the fire was inconstant, Gu and Zhao felt relieved when they saw this. But seeing that "Hai Lao" with disheveled hair and jumping feet, with a ferocious face, he waved his hands together while breathing out, his shape was like a ghost, and after he exhaled with "shh" and "shh", the flames became lower and lower, making him look even more gloomy Miserable; the ghost coughed, and the two of them looked at each other, only to feel a chill rising from their heels!

Gu Qian Wuhan said: "Who is this person? Why is it so strange?" Zhao Ziyuan said in a low voice: "Little brother met them both on the way here. This person is called 'Old Hai', and the other is called Laobald, but his identity is not clear..." At this moment, there was another strange shush in the room, and the sound was dull and annoying. Another bald man with Niu Shanzhuo had already changed into a robe with dense patterns at this moment, and he walked slowly in front of "Hai Lao" to settle down. The bald man said: "Old Hai, is it done?"

"Elder Hai" stopped booing, and said: "Eight out of ten fingers are blackened, it's probably done." As he spoke, he spread the ten fingers of both hands, eight of them somehow had a faint black luster, and only the two thumbs remained the original flesh color. Zhao Ziyuan took a deep breath and murmured: "Wu Mozhi, Wu Mozhi..." Gu Qianwu wondered: "Brother, do you recognize the origin of this finger?" Zhao Ziyuan said: "Before debuting, my teacher once mentioned to me the ins and outs of various evil sects in the world, but I have too little experience, so I am not very sure whether the 'Hai Lao' practiced black ink fingers."

When the two of them were talking, they tried their best to keep their voices down, and the wind and rain were blowing outside, so even though there was only one door between them, "Old Hai" and the bald man never noticed it. But listen to that "Hai Lao" said: "Old bald, start practicing your kung fu. Pay attention to the fact that when you blow your breath for the seventh time, you must reverse your true energy to the Xuanmai mark, and be careful not to get out of it." The bald man said impatiently: "Can you save a few words, we When did the old bald man pass away?"

"Old Hai" said: "That's not how it is said. Our brothers have practiced hard for many years, and tonight is the last moment. We must not let your bald man be careless for a while." The bald man said: "After training, how will you and I behave?" "Old Hai" fell silent, and the bald man replied: "If Elder Hai hasn't made any decision, I have a proposal—" "Hai Lao" raised his head and said, "What?" Baldy said: "Elder Hai, why do we have to look far away? Why not take the monks in the temple first and try out how powerful the kung fu is, and then go to the green house in the water..."

"Elder Hai" interrupted in a deep voice: "In rivers and lakes, it's better not to mention the four words of water park and green house!" Baldy's face was full of displeasure, and he finally restrained himself from speaking further. In an instant, the bald man suddenly danced around the four big black wooden boxes, his mouth followed by whirring gestures, Zhao Ziyuan took a closer look, the bald man seemed to be dancing chaotically, but in fact he was in an orderly manner, as if following the rhythm of the music. The banyan rhythm is waving in general. The bald man danced for a while, then walked to the front of the black box with "Elder Hai", stretched out his hands and pulled it, and with a "click", the box lid was lifted—— Zhao and Gu were already wary of the black wooden box, but when they heard the shocking sound of the lid being lifted, they couldn't help feeling horrified. As soon as the lid of the wooden box was lifted, a rotten and corrupt atmosphere immediately permeated the air, which made people feel nauseous. Gu and Zhao outside the room hurriedly covered their noses and held their breaths. The smell seems to be very useful, and I sniffed the box repeatedly. "Elder Hai" and Baldy sniffed, screaming and pulling out two naked dead bodies from two black boxes! The two dead bodies looked hideous and terrifying, their whole bodies were shriveled, their skin was not plump at all, and for some reason there was a faint black and gray color on the skin, which was no different from the color on the wooden box. What was even more strange was that the two corpses Each of the corpses' right hands held a large axe! Zhao Ziyuan took a deep breath and thought: "Could it be that these are two zombies?" He secretly used his inner strength to concentrate on his palms, in case of any accident, he could attack immediately. Gu Qianwu blurted out and whispered: "West Dian ghost ax gate!" Zhao Ziyuan said: "Just now I thought that 'Hai Lao' practiced 'Wu Mo Zhi', maybe he missed it, brother Gu, what do you think?..." Gu Qianwu said: "Brother, have you seen the ax in the hands of the two dead bodies?" Zhao Ziyuan nodded and said: "See, it's an anecdote that the hand of the dead body is holding the ax tightly." After a pause, he continued: "And the skins of those two dead bodies have been completely dried, covered with bits and pieces of black and gray. They are not far from ghosts and monsters, but rather like dried zombies..." Gu Qianwu said in a deep voice: "There is a legend in the martial arts that near the iron wall where no one is inhabited in western Yunnan, there is an evil and weird Ghost Axe. Using dead bodies to hold axes, they have practiced many unimaginable strange and evil kung fu. When the masters of the rivers and lakes mention the Ghost Axe of Western Yunnan If you open the door, you will be as frightened as if you encounter a ghost!" Zhao Ziyuan said in surprise: "Is there such a thing?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "It seems that old Hai and bald man are from the Ghost Ax sect in the west of Yunnan." Zhao Ziyuan thought for a while and said: "But the bald man mentioned the words 'Shuibo Green House' just now, what is the relationship between the Ghost Ax Gate in Western Yunnan and Shuibo Green House?..." Gu Qianwu said blankly: "This is beyond my knowledge." "Hai Lao" and the bald man inspected the two dead bodies, showing a satisfied look, and then let the dead bodies lie on the wall, chanting: "But da da da silimi..." After the two of them chanted a strange incantation by Shili, they began to perform Tuna Kung Fu on the dead body. After a while, a strange thing happened. First, there was a slight blunt noise in the room. Listening intently, the noise seemed to come from an extremely distant place. "Elder Hai" and the bald man were still chanting the incantation, and after a while, the two dead bodies suddenly stood up from their reclining positions, and jumped forward at the same time. Every time they jumped out, there was a strange sound , and the big ax in his hand swung forward. The dead body moved its hands and feet, its movements were very stiff, it was different from ordinary people. Zhao Ziyuan's heart was trembling, and he secretly called out: "I once heard that in the west of Hunan, after people died in other places, the corpses were driven back to the original place for burial by people who specialize in exorcising corpses. I still thought that was just an exaggerated strange story. It’s unbelievable, there are so many wonders in the world.” Only "Hai Lao" said: "Old Bald, you release the poisonous pythons from the other two wooden boxes." The bald man said: "I'm afraid it's not right..." "Old Hai" said categorically: "Don't talk too much, just do as I say!" The bald man hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to lift the lids of the other two large black wooden boxes, and two three-foot-long giant pythons quickly swam out. Zhao Ziyuan was startled, the necks of the two boa constrictors were at least as thick as teacups, and their skins were thick and firm, they seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. The strange smell of corpses is Chen Chen Xiangyin. The giant python swam five steps ahead of the two corpses, stopped suddenly, raised its head to face the corpses and spit out red letters, its appearance was extremely terrifying. The dead body jumped forward and went straight. After the two giant pythons spewed out red letters for a while, they suddenly raised their whole bodies and shot towards the dead body like an arrow being shot from a string. "Elder Hai" turned a blind eye to it, and continued chanting mantras. The dead body waved the ax in its hand, and the giant python turned around like a whirlwind in the air, turned its tail and swept over, a loud "hu-boom" sounded, and the sweep of the two giant pythons' horizontal tails was so powerful that those who blocked it were invincible . With a hissing sound, the two dead bodies leaped away, and swiped across with the broad ax in their hands. The movements were normal, but seeing the blood splatter, the end of the ax hit the python seven inches away, and the two giant pythons were separated instantly. At home, Pan Cricket fell dead on the ground, unable to move. The movements of the two dead bodies were uniform, so the pair of giant pythons were prayed to death at the same time, regardless of the order. Zhao Ziyuan was dumbfounded, the giant python was so nimble, and its whole body was made of fine steel, it was killed by a dead body with a single move of the hand, it is unbelievable.For those who are advanced, the dead body wields a sharp axe, raising its hands and feet to ask questions about life, which seems to imply an astonishing great skill, Zhao Ziyuan can't help but secretly puzzled, thinking: "The dead body also possesses martial arts, how can this be explained?" But when he saw the bald man laugh violently, he seemed to be extremely proud. "Hai Lao" murmured: "Okay, the power of this pair of long worms is by no means inferior to ordinary martial arts masters. Since the corpse can subdue it, it shows that our strange kung fu has greatly improved." As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the door intentionally or unintentionally, with an unbelievably mysterious expression on his face, and he immediately retracted his gaze. With a thought in his mind, Zhao Ziyuan said beside Gu Qianwu's ear: "Elder Hai clearly knows that you and I are peeping outside the door. His words were intended for us to hear, but what is his intention?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "This man is very sinister and treacherous, as for the other bald man, he seems to be more innocent..." Zhao Ziyuan nodded, but before he could answer, he heard the bald man in the room say: "But shall we send the dead body to the Shuibo Green House immediately?" "Elder Hai" glared at him, but remained silent, as if to blame the bald man for not mentioning the word "green house in a water park". The bald man didn't realize it and continued: "I don't know why the mysterious owner of the Green House in the Water Pond wants a dead body? This time, our Commander Ghost Ax is ordered to come down..." "Hai Lao" interrupted in a deep voice: "Old bald, you have to keep talking without any hindrance. Once you return to the west of Yunnan, I will report the truth to the commander-in-chief and punish you with the rules of the house!" The bald man showed hesitation, and said: "If you don't say it, don't say it, don't mention the name of the commander-in-chief to overwhelm others." "Elder Hai" snorted coldly, glanced at the door again, and began to recite the mantra to himself. The two dead bodies let out terrifying and strange screams, and they moved towards the door..." Zhao Ziyuan murmured "Not good" and blurted out: "Brother Gu, quickly get out of the way..." As soon as the voice fell, the two dead bodies had already broken through the wooden door, and the giant ax they held in their hands was swinging "grip" and "grip". He actually forgot to retreat to dodge or fight with palms. The two dead bodies raised their axes and fell, and in an instant, Zhao and Gu's faces were ashen, and they said to themselves: "My life is over!" "Old Hai"'s triumphant laughter could be heard faintly in his ears, it was too late to speak, and then, the giant ax fell from the hands of the dead body, and the two of them suddenly felt an incomparably fierce force and swirled towards them. One was unable to stand firmly, and fell seven steps away to both sides..." The remaining power of the palm wind was like shaking the broken door. Gu and Zhao managed to survive the death, but they felt cold sweat pouring down their backs. They just recovered from the shock, and looked back together, only to see a monk in yellow, the abbot of Guangling Temple, standing a few feet away behind him. Dream! The two dead bodies coincidentally stopped their vertical jumps and stood still; the "Hai Lao" Huo Di stood up, pointed at the yellow-clothed monk and said in a dream: "Monk, you set up this axe, Liang Zi, you are sure to resist!" The yellow-clothed monk shouted a Buddha's name in Yimeng, saying: "Amitabha, is the donor from western Yunnan?" The bald man said coldly: "So what?" The old monk Yimeng said: "Then the benefactor is indeed a member of Ghost Axe's sect. How do you call him by name?" The bald man sneered and said: "Our brother Jiutu summons the soul of the Minghai summons the soul, you must have heard of it." The old monk Yimeng's expression changed slightly, and he said: "When did the two demons of Ghost Axmen leave western Yunnan and come to China?" The bald man and "Hai Lao" didn't answer, and said in a dream: "I must find out what the two benefactors intend to do by staying in our monastery under the pretext of excuses." Nine bald evoking souls said: "Can outsiders control what they do?" The old monk Yimeng said: "I've heard for a long time that the Ghost Axe Sect has a secret rule that outsiders are not allowed to enter the world, but since the benefactor has settled down in our temple, the old monk is the abbot of the temple, so I have to take care of it—" Minghai Zhaohun Jiejie laughed strangely and said: "Monk Ganqing, you are obsessed with ghosts. If you want to control you, you can go to hell to control you!" The old monk Yimeng didn't care at all, and said: "Just now, the old monk has been secretly aware of these two dead bodies for a long time..." Just as he was speaking, Ming Hai Zhao Hun had muttered a mantra, and the two dead bodies jumped forward in unison, swung their sharp axes and smashed down at the door of Yimeng! The old monk Yimeng said: "Foreign demons will not invade my Buddha, so don't be obsessed with being obsessed with enlightenment." His figure flashed very quickly, and he let the sharp ax pass, and the two dead bodies could not be cut at all. Each takes a half-arc to pinch a dream. Yimeng, the old monk was about to take another step and retreat, when suddenly he felt a bone-chilling chill approaching him, he couldn't help being startled, he immediately made a wrong move, abruptly turned his retreat into a sideways movement, and passed through the air There was a "ding" sound of gold and iron clashing, the dead body hit the air with a pair of axes, because the castration was extremely violent, they touched each other after pushing hard, and immediately the force produced when eating the opponent's axe rebounded. The corpse hissed again and again, its arms stretched out straight and rushed forward, and the ghostly fire flashed from the pale fingers, which made people shudder. All of a sudden, there was a cold wind blowing around, and Gu Qianwu who was beside him shivered and shouted: "Zen master stay...be careful..." Yimeng folded his palms together, and a masculine force burst out. After a shock, the body of the dead body did not retreat at all, and suddenly jumped up from left to right and swung the ax down. When the dead body threw itself down, its palms suddenly stiffened, and it screamed strangely. Although the voice was not high, it was terrifying and piercing, adding to the gloomy atmosphere. Yimeng roared loudly: "The evil barrier is down!" His stature suddenly became shorter, his right palm stood upright, his left palm turned upside down, and he sealed it against the downward thrust of the dead body. When the palm gesture was issued, his whole body trembled. Immediately, a thunderous force struck him from the palm of his hand. Gu Qianwu silently shouted to himself: "Dream back to Qinghe!...Dream back to Qinghe! Zen master Yimeng is about to use his unique skills!..." At this moment, the wooden door of the last temple room was shaken suddenly, and a figure flashed in like a ghost—— Then a cold voice came on: "In the quiet place of Buddhism, how can there be so many monsters and ghosts making noise here?" All the people stopped at the same time and followed the reputation, but saw that the man was about middle age, dressed in a scholar's attire, standing upright outside Xunzhang—— Zhao Ziyuan cried out: "The old man is you?..." That person appeared suddenly in Taizhao Castle like a dragon a few days ago, blocked Zhen Dingyuan who was chasing Zhao Ziyuan relentlessly, and relieved the middle-aged scholar who surrounded him, Zhao Ziyuan recognized it immediately. The middle-aged scribe nodded and said: "Well, this time you never forgot to add the word 'old' on top of the senior, it's not that the old man taught you a little kung fu..." Zhao Ziyuan recalled that when they met for the first time, the other party often regarded himself as an "old senior" from his appearance, although he was not very old. At that time, he thought it was quite harsh. relieved.The middle-aged scribe turned his head to look at Gu Qianwu, and said, "Young man, have you recovered from the poisonous Malan poison?" Gu Qianwu bowed respectfully and said: "Although Malan's poison is a rare poison in the world, the old man's antidote is really effective, and now Xiao Ke's body has been completely detoxified." He paused, pointed at Zhao Ziyuan and said: "That's not the case. Brother Zhao was also poisoned by Malan's poison. The antidote given to Xiao Ke by the senior also cured the poison in Brother Zhao's body." The middle-aged scribe frowned slightly, and was about to ask what happened, when Chan Master Na Yimeng suddenly interrupted him and said: "Tan Yue is a guest of the Bi Temple, please go back to your room and rest, wait for the old monk to settle the matter, and then thank Tan Yue for the crime of disturbing." The middle-aged scribe said: "The evil spirits are raging in the Buddhist gate, how arrogant is the arrogance, how can the old man be able to rest?" Yimeng said: "But Tan Yue..." The middle-aged scribe interrupted: "Master Zen, you don't need to say too much. The old man happened to be staying in your monastery. Since someone disturbed the old man's rest, he couldn't ignore it—" After saying that, he looked at the two dead bodies standing still, and murmured: "Yeah, I didn't expect the evil kung fu of the Ghost Ax in West Dian to be born again." The nine bald summoner turned his fierce eyes and said: "Who are you? Get the hell out of here!" The middle-aged scribe said lightly: "Go away? Yes, yes." So he took two steps back. Nine bald summoned the soul and said in anger: "What are you doing? If you tell you to go away, go away." The middle-aged scribe was obsequious, and then stepped back more than ten steps, the distance of the steps was different, everyone didn't know what he was selling, and they couldn't help wondering. Jiutu summoned the soul and said angrily: "Greatly, you are impatient with life, so we, the old bald, will fulfill you together!" He yelled wildly, and was about to recite the incantation to command the dead body to attack. Although Zhao Ziyuan knew that the middle-aged scribe's skill was extraordinary, but the dead body's strange axe was beyond anyone's ability to resist, so he couldn't help worrying about him. . That Minghai Caller is full of deceitfulness, he has already seen that there is something strange in the situation, he yelled in time: "Don't make mistakes, old bald." Then he turned to the middle-aged scribe and said: "Can you tell me your name?" Before waiting for the other party's answer, his eyes unintentionally glanced at the ground where the middle-aged scribe had just retreated, and suddenly let out a low sound, he could no longer look back, and his face was full of surprise. I saw dozens of messy footprints on the ground with a radius of Zhangxu. Those footprints seemed to be chaotic, but they contained complex and mysterious changes, and there were faint traces to be found. Ming Hai Zhaohun took a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Taiyi Lost Walk? You—you..." His eyes were uncertain, he waved his arms abruptly, and together with Jiubal Zhao Hun left the temple in a panic, the two dead bodies followed behind them and jumped forward, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant. Zhao Ziyuan was dumbfounded and said to himself: "Tai Yi Mi Zong Bu? It's this sentence again. Could it be that this person in front of me is really related to the Four Lords of Ling Wu..." The middle-aged scribe wiped off the footprints on the ground with his feet, and said with a smile: "Calm down now, the old man should go back to his room to rest." He turned around and walked back to the temple room of Weizuo, and closed the wooden door with his backhand. Gu Qianwu stared and said: "Who is this person? He scares away the ghostly monster with a single gesture of his hand." Zen Master Yimeng said: "The middle-aged Tanyue came to our temple a few days ago and asked the old monk to borrow the temple room to stay quietly for a while. The old monk saw that his face was full of vigor, and he knew that he was not a villain, so he agreed..." A thought flashed across Zhao Ziyuan's mind, saying: "Since the two demons of the Ghost Axe Sect can control the dead with mantras, how could they be scared away by the footprints?" Zen Master Yimeng said in a deep voice: "I suspect that the two dead bodies are not dead bodies at all!" Zhao Ziyuan wondered: "A dead body is not a dead body? How do you say that?" Zen Master Yimeng said: "It's hard to understand the reason for this at the moment. The strange and evil skills of the Ghost Ax Sect in the west of Yunnan have already left countless unimaginable and terrifying deeds in the martial arts. Everyone respects ghosts and gods and stays away, and the Ghost Ax Phantom is even more reasonable. I can explain it, but I still feel that my suspicion is well-founded." Zhao Ziyuan seemed to understand, but he stopped asking, Yimeng continued: "My Buddha once presented flowers to the public at the Lingshan Meeting. There is a saying: 'I have the eyes of the righteous Dharma, the Nirvana wonderful mind, the reality without appearance, and the subtle method. Under the eyes of physiognomy, how can it not be revealed..." Gu and Zhao only heard a half-knowledge, Gu Qianwu said: "As Zen Master said, the dead body of Ghost Axe Sect belongs to Zi Wuxu..." Yi Meng shook his hand and interrupted: "The little benefactor obviously didn't understand the meaning of the old monk. In the past, when the father was alive, he often came to this temple to discuss Buddhism with the old monk. They talked about it with each other. The father said that ordinary people are not clean, so they are easy to be deceived by evil ways. The ghost ax door may target the weakness of ordinary people. , pretending to be a dead body to steal people's will." Zhao Ziyuan turned his mind slightly and thought: "Brother Gu once mentioned that his father was a good friend of Chan Master Yimeng Fangwai, but who is his father?" I only heard of Gu Qian's martial arts: "Perhaps the master is right. The dead body is a fake. Otherwise, how could he be surprised by that senior's martial arts?" Yimeng changed the subject and said: "The two little benefactors and the middle-aged Tanyue seem to have known each other before?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Xiao Ke met him once in Taizhao Castle." Zen Master Yimeng thought for a while and said: "I still have something to ask him for advice, so I have to disturb him for a while." When he moved to the front of the Weizuo temple house, he reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no response after a long while. Zen Master Yimeng breathed out, "Is Tanyue in there?" There was still no response in the room, Yimeng pushed the door open and went in, suddenly blurted out "Hey", Gu and Zhao looked at each other, and they both glanced forward. But seeing that the room is empty, and the windows and doors are open, how can there be a shadow of a middle-aged scribe? Gu Qianwu said: "He, he left?" Zhao Ziyuan pointed to the open window and said. "That senior may leave through the window, and his movements are erratic, coming and going without a trace, and it is not an exaggeration to compare it to Shenlong." Only Zen Master Yimeng remained silent, with a surprisingly serious expression on his face. At this moment, I suddenly heard the neighing sound of "Xi Yuyu" coming from outside the temple, and a rush of chaotic hooves drifted over from the night rain, everyone's hearts tensed! Zen Master Yimeng woke up from his contemplation, and said: "The torrential rain doesn't stop, could it be that there are passing tourists coming to stay overnight?" The sound of hooves approached from far to near, and it really stopped in front of the temple, and then there was a knock on the door, and a loud voice shouted: "Monk, open the door——" Zhao Ziyuan thought to himself, "Where is a passer-by talking like that?" Reckless?" Another hurried voice said: "Monk, drive away, or we will rush in!" Zen Master Yimeng frowned slightly, and the three of them quickened their pace and walked towards the main hall, only halfway to the corridor, but when they heard the sound of "Peng", the temple gate was already cracked open! Several frightened young monks in the temple ran over, and the first one was out of breath and said: "Master...Master, what's the matter?..." Zen Master Yimeng said: "There are guests coming, you all go to the inner hall, and the old monk will receive and take care of the guests." The little novice monks didn't dare to say anything, Weiwei withdrew. Following Zen Master Yimeng, Zhao and Gu hurried to the main hall, only to see that the door of the hall was broken, and a middle-aged man with shaved left lapel led a red-maned horse into the temple! Behind him is a man wearing a silver coat, who is also leading a tall horse, and then one person and one horse, so that seven people and seven horses are filed, all of them are wearing a silver coat. Compared with his body, the man in different clothes who walked in the front stood out. Everyone was silent, the air seemed to freeze suddenly, only the horse's hoof knocked on the blue bricks in the hall, making the sound of "De Luo" and "De Luo"! When Zhao Ziyuan first saw the costume of the visitor, he exclaimed in his heart: "Silver Team? Why did the Silver Team from Taizhao Castle come to Guangling Temple?" Gu Qianwu quietly moved closer to Zhao Ziyuan's side, lowered his voice and said: "The Silver Clothes Team is probably following the younger brother's whereabouts, but the man in the different clothes at the head is very familiar. Brother, do you know this person?" Zhao Ziyuan's eyes shifted to the strange-eyed man with disheveled hair on his left, his heart trembled violently, and he almost cried out in alarm!He suppressed his anxiety and said in a low voice, "This person is from Mobei, and his name is Di Yifei!" Gu Qianwu blurted out a low "ah", and couldn't remember where he had heard this name before, only secretly wondering. Zhao Ziyuan saw the blank look on Gu Qianwu's face, and wanted to tell him the whole story of how he knew Di Yifei, but he didn't have time to go into details right now. Facing the visitor, Zen Master Yimeng neither clasped his arms nor bowed his body in salute, and said: "All benefactors are invited." Di Yifei, the man in different clothes at the head, said: "Grandmaster……" He only said two words, and then listened to Zen Master Yimeng: "The benefactors are actually leading the horses into the temple. Obviously they intend to humiliate Buddhism?" Di Yifei, a man in different clothes, said with a smile: "Leading a horse into the temple means I'm here. Monk, don't you see that it's raining heavily outside? The Buddha regards all living beings as equal, and livestock is no exception. How can you let it be exposed to the wind and rain outside? Monk, if you think it's raining under the rain If this is wrong, then you are not a monk who took refuge in the Buddha." Zen Master Yimeng was stunned for a while, and said: "The donor's words are so sharp, I say you can't do it." He said after a pause: "But I would like to hear the benefactor's explanation, why you can't wait to open the door and then forcefully break in?..." Di Yifei said indifferently: "I don't think it's serious to break into the door. At best, I will pay you two broken boards to fix the nails on the door." Zen Master Yimeng raised his eyebrows, and said: "According to this, the benefactor came here with malicious intentions?" Di Yifei said: "What do you do if you have bad intentions? Monk, if you can't see it, just draw the line, and I can accompany you at any time." Speaking of this place, he glanced across and found Gu and Zhao standing behind Zen Master Yimeng. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Which one of you is surnamed Gu?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "It's just a mere area, what can you teach me?" Di Yifei nodded and said: "The Silver Team's eyeliner reported to Master Zhen that you, surnamed Gu, are hiding in Guangling Temple. Sure enough, we found the right place." Gu Qianwu said coldly: "I don't know you." Di Yifei said: "That's quite a pity. I heard that you, surnamed Gu, were the leader of the silver team in the fort before you escaped from Taizhao Fort?" Gu Qianwu said, "That's right." Di Yifei said: "Right now Di Mou will take over the Silver Clothes team. Gu, do you know what we're here for?" Zhao Ziyuan suddenly became suspicious when he heard the words, and thought to himself: "Isn't this Di Yifei from the same road as Wu Xiaoqiu? He went to Zhen Dingyuan in Taizhao Castle again. What's the intention of not being judged?" Gu Qian Martial Arts: "Your Excellency, why do you have to play riddles in circles? If you have something to say, you should speak it out." Di Yifei sneered and said: "Di was entrusted by Lord Zhen to lead the Silver Team to capture you and bring you back to the castle to rectify Fa!" Gu Qianwu laughed and said: "It's easy to say, I just knew that Lord Zhen would not spare me easily. The question is, do you have the ability to capture Gu alive?..." Di Yifei said: "There is a saying that good people don't come, and those who come are not good. If Di is not fully sure, would he dare to take on this job? You surnamed Gu, give up." He laughed wildly, and nailed another sentence: "When you meet me Di Yifei, it's your bad luck." Gu Qianwu laughed, and Zhao Ziyuan interjected: "Brother Gu, can you tolerate this guy's madness?" Di Yifei's expression darkened, and he said, "Who are you?" Zhao Ziyuan said lightly: "A mere name is for friends to call you. You, surnamed Di, are not our friends." Di Yifei stared blankly, and a silver-clothed man behind him interjected: "This kid calls himself Zhao Ziyuan, and he went undercover in the castle for several days..." Di Yifei looked at Zhao Ziyuan meaningfully, and murmured: "Zhao Ziyuan, Zhao Ziyuan, it's you!" He intended to say: "So you are the boy Wu Xiaoqiu's daughter sent to go undercover in Jokhang Fort?" But he suddenly became alert and changed another way of saying it. With that said, he turned to Gu Qian Wudao: "If you are surnamed Gu, if you are sensible, you should obediently tie your hands and let Di Mou escort you back to Taizhao Castle, otherwise—" Gu Qianwu said: "Otherwise what?" Di Yifei said coldly: "Otherwise you and I will meet each other with fists and kicks. Di Mou has always been impeccable in his actions. You, surnamed Gu, will either die or be injured!" Gu Qianwu snorted and said, "Look, brother Zhao, this guy is going crazy again." Di Yifei roared: "If you don't believe me, take Di Mou's palm and have a look!" After the words fell, he swung his right palm quickly and struck out suddenly. Gu Qianwu folded his arms around his chest, and slowly moved forward to meet him. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound of "woo", and Zen Master Yimeng, who was standing beside him, waved his palm and took Di Yifei's palm.