Xuankong Temple has extraordinary significance to Xiang Que. How big can this significance be? It can be said that if the old monk of Xuankong Temple did not tattoo the Ten Palaces of Yama on his body, Xiang Que would never be safe and sound.
Live until now.
The old Taoists of Gujing Temple may have other ways to suppress the old tomb objects in Xiang Que's body, but they are definitely not as handy as the Ten Halls of Yama, so Xiang Que has always been full of respect for Buddhism because of the old monk of Xuankong Temple.
In fact, Xiang Que had wanted to come to Xuankong Temple to visit him after he came down from Zhongnan Mountain, but because Fujian was too far away and he was caught up in a lot of nonsense, he had no time to do it, so he kept putting it off and never had the chance to come.
Putian Xuankong Temple, this time I happened to pass through Fujian, and happened to encounter the incident in Maluo Village, so Xiang Que thought he might as well go to Xuankong Temple.
But Xiang Que only knows that the Xuankong Temple is on Meizhou Island in Putian, but he doesn’t know its specific location. Fortunately, the place is not too big and it shouldn’t be too troublesome to find it.
Only the magical power of Buddhism can be used to dissolve evil spirits and save the souls of the dead in reincarnation. Master Mingjing of the Xuankong Temple came out twice to save the souls of the dead, once during the war years and once during the great earthquake that took place seven years ago. Master Mingjing
With his own strength, he has walked the world for nearly ten years and saved countless innocent souls who died after two major disasters.
Wang Xuanzhen drove, starting in the morning and driving to Putian and Jinru urban areas in the afternoon.
"You are Feng'er, I am Sha... lingering until the end of the world..." Wang Xuanzhen shook his head and swayed his tail while singing while driving the car.
Xu Hang rolled down the car window, and a heat wave hit his face in the 37-8-degree high temperature outside. However, Xu Hang still breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was extremely comfortable.
Xiang Que glanced at him, wiped his sweat and said, "You can't stand it either, right?"
"Fellow Taoist, I feel that while I am enjoying the hot air and listening to the sound of the car horns outside, it is more beautiful than the song sung by the fat man in front. I'm not going to lie, I can sit on the merry-go-round for a whole day.
People with headaches actually get motion sickness while sitting in this car. What kind of thing is he singing? It makes people feel sick to their stomachs." Xu Hang said with a confused look on his face.
"Hey, this is pretty good. Let me tell you, if he drinks some wine and howls twice, he can make you suspicious of your life. Believe it or not?" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and sighed with emotion.
"Is it so mysterious?" Xu Hang asked blankly.
"It's necessary. People need money to sing. It costs our lives to sing." Xiang Que said melancholy.
Xu Hang tilted his head and sighed and said: "You are already in your twenties, how can you live like a fairy tale by Andersen day by day?"
"Crunch..."
"Clang" The car suddenly stopped violently, and Wang Xuanzhen suddenly stopped. However, the people in the car still heard a loud noise and suddenly leaned forward.
"Crash, crashed?" Xu Hang looked at Xiang Que with a cold sweat on his head and said: "This fat man's singing is very penetrating. It actually affected everyone in the driveway. His singing is really fatal."
"Beep, beep, beep." Fatty Wang honked the horn wildly and cursed, "You don't have to turn when the solid line merges, so you're not in such a hurry to reincarnate, right?"
Ahead, a Bentley was parked diagonally in the driveway, with an obvious dent in the rear bumper.
"Bang, bang" The driver and co-pilot got into the Bentley and got out at the same time. They were both young. Then they walked to the trunk and opened it. One of them took out a baseball bat from inside, turned around and walked to the back car without saying a word.
He said he took a stick and hit the front windshield and the car body hard.
"Crashing..."
"Bang, bang, bang" after a series of loud noises, the car was immediately smashed into pieces.
Fatty Wang in the car was immediately confused: "Why...why?"
Yes, Fatty Wang didn't understand this problem. It was obvious that the other party violated the rules first and merged without turning, causing the car behind to rear-end. But they seemed to be quite reasonable and just came up and started to smash the car.
A few minutes later, their car was smashed and deformed. There were big holes on the front hood, and the side windows on both sides of the windshield were shattered. Glass fragments flew everywhere and fell into the car.
Yang Feier, who was in the passenger seat, was so frightened that she screamed repeatedly because her pretty little face was cut open by a piece of flying glass, and blood flowed all over her face.
After the smashing was completed, the young man outside pointed with a baseball bat and said: "Come on, get out of the car, I'm going to talk to you about compensation."
"Have the folk customs in this place always been so tough?" Xiang Que turned around blankly and asked Xu Hang next to him.
Xu Hang swallowed and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the people of Fujian are still very friendly, but the folk customs in Putian are indeed a little bit arrogant."
"What, Putian is not under the control of Fujian? Bandits are in power?" Xiang Que asked with squinting eyes.
"People in this place have money, and they all open hospitals. They are very tough. One-third of the private hospitals in the country are opened by them," Xu Hang said, wiping his sweat.
"Baby, how's it going? Are your faces...palmed?" Fatty Wang in front was frightened. It was a small matter that his car was smashed because they didn't lack cars at all, but if Yang Fei'er's face was...
The loss of appearance is directly related to Wang Xuanzhen's aesthetics for the rest of his life.
Yang Feier was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to wipe her face. There was blood on her hand for a moment, and her tears fell down.
"Wow!" Yang Feier covered her face and cried.
"Honey, hubby, is it disfigured? My face is bleeding, it's disfigured," Yang Feier asked stutteringly.
"It's not that serious, it's just a little broken skin, it's a small problem." Wang Xuanzhen's bones were a little crispy when Yang Feier called her very gentle husband, and then he immediately got a little angry.
The car was bought with money. You can buy it again when it is used up, but the wife is her own!
"I have to let these two idiots know a problem. Lord Yama's schedule has always been relatively empty, and he is ready to meet them at any time." Wang Xuanzhen opened the car door and got out of the car despite the fire.
Xiang Que licked his lips and said, "I've known this fat guy for so long, and I won't lie at all. This is the first time I've seen him get so angry. I feel like the world is about to fall apart."
That's right, Wang Xuanzhen looks like a harmless fat man most of the time. He blinks his triangular eyes every day and makes everyone smile. It is very rare for him to lose his temper and get angry, even if he is almost bitten by the Corpse King.
He wasn't too angry when he died, but today Wang Xuanzhen is a little hairy.
"When a man is angry, blood will be splashed five steps away." Xu Hang swallowed his saliva and said with fear.