"Quick! Put out the fire!"

"It's Master's 'Waiting Zen'!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

As if a miraculous magic was being performed, the temple monks, after a moment of shock, began to carry out fire-fighting work in an orderly manner.

The sound of wooden fish tapping was intermittent, and an old voice floated out from time to time.

"Wait a minute."

"Wait a minute."

Astonishingly, the fire was kept outside the temple and could not enter.

"Is this the legendary figure who is close to the 'Grand Master'?"

Zheng Xiu took a breath of hot air and felt his lungs hurt.

This may be the strange charm of Menjing thaumaturgy, which is full of strangeness and everything.

Feng Bei's hand is like an ominous curse that can kill everything.

Zheng Xiu’s [Prisoner] method can travel in the form of an incarnation, and [Surprise Cage] is like rubbing a nuclear bomb in your hand, destroying the mountains of Fengbei.

Chu Susu can steal things from a distance, making it difficult to prevent them.

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei's thaumaturgy is more focused on pure "destruction", and some of Zheng Xiu's small traits also have various effects.

Different methods, different magical arts, each show their magical powers in the vast world.

The fire that was blocked from the temple burned for a full hour.

Under the influence of Master Waiting's magic, the fire only burned the courtyard wall, leaving the inside intact.

After the fire was extinguished, black smoke filled the burned courtyard wall, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei stepped into Yunliu Temple and found that in the center of the fire circle, the dead grass and fallen leaves were intact. Inside and outside Yunliu Temple, the withered grass roots and the black scorched earth were like two separate boundaries, with clear distinctions.

Inside the charred courtyard wall, several tall ginkgo trees were planted outside the main temple. In the cold winter, fan-shaped apricot leaves were scattered in the courtyard, and some were swept up by monks and piled in the corners.

Several ferocious ghost statues are distributed one foot apart on both sides of the stone road. The ghost statues have ferocious faces. The only thing they have in common is that they are all wearing mighty armor and holding various weapons in their hands. They stand in a row like mighty soldiers.

At the end of the array of ghost-faced soldiers is a "general statue".

The stone statue is lifelike, with the horse's front hooves raised high, and the general riding on the horse with a slight smile on his face and extending his hand to his side as if to reach out to someone.

Next to the general's statue, you can faintly recognize another statue, but after two hundred years, the statue has long disappeared. It is unknown who destroyed it, leaving only a bare stone pier covered with thick moss stains.

There is a bronze cauldron in front of the general's statue. The remains of incense are inserted in the cauldron, and a thick layer of incense ashes is spread inside the cauldron.

Yunliu Temple does not respect gods and Buddhas, but respects General Xie Yunliu, who left ghost-like legends in the local area in the past.

Although Yunliu Temple covers an area of ​​only more than 40 acres, it has complete supporting halls, a residence for monks, and complete facilities for a small temple.

After the monks put out the fire, many people lay on the ground panting.

Zheng Xiu was in front, Feng Bei was behind, and Chu Susu walked silently at the end.

The three of them entered Yunliu Temple directly while the other monks were not paying attention.

"painting."

Feng Bei reminded.

She was very interested in this.

Feng Bei walked with Zheng Xiu, and she didn't even notice it. She gradually forgot her identity as Ye Weiyang's Shang Xian San, and simply became a follower who followed Zheng Xiu to find the painting for him.

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She touched the two paper masks hanging around her waist and reminded again: "Be careful."

"Okay." Zheng Xiu nodded in agreement, and then told Chu Susu, who was walking at the end, with a solemn face: "Don't steal randomly."

Chu Susu has still not recovered from the two strange things, "the strong man flew three times" and "wait for the master to speak to put out the fire". She nodded blankly and said hum.

Ever since she accidentally peeked into the doorway six months ago and learned about miraculous surgery, she has been ignorant of this circle and has no idea what "magic magic" and "doorway" are. She once thought that her "cutting off hands and stealing magic" was a disease.

She had been depressed about this for a long time. Now she had been following Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei for only half a day, and she felt as if a brand new world was appearing in front of her. While the world was huge and unfamiliar to her, she also felt

Faintly looking forward to the "new life" that is coming.

Zheng Xiu walked up to the general's statue, cupped his fists and raised his hands, performed a complete etiquette, then passed the general's equestrian statue and walked towards the main hall.

The door of the main hall is ajar, and there are nine smooth mossy stone steps in front of the door.

"Hmm? This is it?"

Just when Zheng Xiu was about to go up, he looked down and found something strange.

On the first and second steps, footprints of different sizes were left.

These footprints are obviously not of the same person, and even the thickness of the moss on them is different. As time goes by, they seem to record the footprints of different people in different eras.

Zheng Xiu was a little puzzled, but still took the first step.

When Zheng Xiu took the first step on the first stone step, an old voice came out again from the hidden main hall.

"Wait a minute."

As soon as the words fell.

Zheng Xiu's steps towards the second level stopped in mid-air.

Feng Bei behind him also stopped.

"Wait a minute."

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth and tried to stomp down with all his strength.

Click.

The other supported his foot and stepped down suddenly, leaving a shallow footprint on the stone steps.

Zheng Xiu suddenly understood how the footprints on the stone steps were left!

He looked inside the main hall in shock.

The raised foot no longer seemed to be his, and the words "Wait a minute" buzzed in his ears like a magic voice, making Zheng Xiu unable to take the second step.

"interesting."

Zheng Xiu stood proudly on one leg, put his palms together, and prepared to pat his own ears.

He once met the deaf-mute people in the incomplete building and learned that some thaumaturgy uses sound as a medium.

As long as you can't hear it, that's fine.

"Wait a minute."

There was a sound inside again.

Zheng Xiu stopped slapping his ears with both hands.

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

Feng Bei followed closely behind, and actually followed the sound and took the second step, stepping firmly on the second step.

"Wait a minute."

Feng Bei stopped moving.

Feng Bei also had the idea of ​​​​competition in his heart. His long black hair moved automatically without wind, and dark veins centered on his right eye spread all over his body.

Strong winds were blowing, Feng Bei held his right hand empty, and a towering shadow invisible to the naked eye slowly stood up from behind Feng Bei.

Chu Susu, who was under the steps, had no idea what was happening.

I don't even know the danger involved.

Feng Bei almost went crazy and destroyed the temple.

Zheng Xiu also instantly had the urge to use his ultimate move.

She only saw Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu walking up one or two steps each, then stopped there and made no other movements.

"stop!"

The monk was sweating profusely and rushed over: "Master, these two are Ruchen's friends! There is no ill intention!"

Hearing this, Feng Bei breathed a sigh of relief. The strong wind suddenly stopped, and the dancing black hair slowly fell down.

There was silence in the main hall.

Ruchen knelt on the steps.

Speechless for a moment.

After a few breaths.

The voice of the old monk came from inside, and the hoarse voice said slowly: "Three distinguished guests have come from afar. If the old monk is far away to greet you, please come in."

Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei cupped their hands and said in unison: "I'm offended."

Without the old monk's "wait a minute", Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei were finally able to walk up the steps smoothly.

Zheng Xiu couldn't help but look back and saw that his footprints were clearly visible on the first step.

Entering the main hall, the interior was empty, with only pillars and an empty long table.

There were faint candles burning on the long table, and futons of various sizes were placed in the center of the main hall. On the futon closest to the inner room, an old monk wearing blue and plain clothes with a long white beard untrimmed was casually coiled on the ground.
To be continued...