Chapter 23: The Secret Path of the Temple

"What? Is the black yuan stone actually the sacred treasure of Buddhism? Chen Rufeng said in disbelief, and his mouth was open in a circle. He had just woken up from the extreme coma, but now he looked brilliant.

Listening to Bi Hanling repeat the story to him, Chen Rufeng felt that the whole world he was in seemed to be distorted.

Han Ling nodded again and said, "I didn't expect that this Moro Temple had something to do with the Demon Ancestor. It seems that there are deeper secrets here."

When Chen Rufeng saw Han Ling's thoughtful expression, he grabbed his head and said, "Brother Han, are you planning something else by pretending to stay here?"

Han Ling looked at him with a smile, with great admiration, and also a little complacency. He said, "Yes, I want to take the opportunity to explore here to see if there are any clues."

"Hee, I said how can Brother Han stay here for no reason? Brother Han is full of wisdom, and it must be more than just lodging." Chen Rufeng said half flatteryly, and Han Ling looked at his flattering appearance and smiled again.

"The twelve holy monks are not easy to deal with. It's good for you to avoid them when you meet them in the future." Han Ling looked up and said to Chen Rufeng. Chen Rufeng still had a lingering palpitation when he thought of the ten thousand Buddhas magic array. Naturally, he had no doubt about Han Ling's words and nodded.

"Well, it's getting late. Go to bed early." Han Ling patted Chen Rufeng on the shoulder. Like the eldest brother, Chen Rufeng had to follow his warm eyes, so he had to pull his head and fall asleep.

Han Ling smiled, walked gently to the door and slowly pushed away.

The bright moon hangs high and the stars twinkle.

The smile on Han Ling's face is getting lighter and lighter under the reflection of the moon and stars, like a clear spring reflecting the moon, and the water waves are slightly pan.

"Master Tianlian, I can't imagine why you haven't slept at night." Han Ling's tone was like a host welcoming a long-awaited guest.

Master Tianlian appeared from the shadow, with his eyelids hanging down without vitality and bending down and nod his head.

"The matter of Heiyuanshi has come to an end for the time being. But can the master know the details about why it became a tribute and sent to the Tang Dynasty? Han Ling asked politely, and Tianlian showed a trace of pupils from his thin eyes, and his deep eyes looked at the handsome man in front of him.

"However, the master is an outsider, and I'm afraid he won't know anything about these things." Han Ling's face was covered with a layer of dejectedness, and Tianlian hid his eyes under his drooping eyelids again.

"In addition, I don't know if the master knows that the Tang envoy team was robbed and killed by all the members in Tianzhu?" Han Ling's voice suddenly lightened, blowing people's hearts like the cold wind blowing around him.

Tianlian was shocked, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Han Ling in surprise.

Han Ling smiled, as if he had just told a ridiculous joke.

"And Chen Rufeng in it is the only surviver of the envoy." Han Ling said lightly that in Tianlian's pupils, the stars and moon were shining brightly.

Han Ling has re-entered the house without waiting for Tianlian to come back.

In the cold wind, there is only Tianlian, with a thin body, standing alone in the night.

Early in the morning, Han Ling didn't know where to go. As soon as Chen Rufeng pulled off the quilt, the room was already empty, only the morning served by the monks in the temple.

He hurriedly stuffed a few steamed buns into his mouth, chewed, and pushed the door out. The days in the room were really uncomfortable. Previously, Han Ling had been told him that he was internally injured and should not move around. Moreover, once he was infected with the wind and cold, it was not worth the loss.

But can you tie a monkey to the house and prevent him from wandering around?

In the huge Buddha hall of Mora Temple, Chen Rufeng's figure is extremely small. The four giant Buddhas sit solemnly, holy and inviolable, giving people a sense of heart.

The guest room where Chen Rufeng has been living is along the passage in a cave in the Buddha Hall, straight to the end, and then to the guest room area.

There is also a cave, which leads to the residence of the monks in the temple, that is, the place where Tianlian and Tiansong led them to see the vase given by the Tang Dynasty.

There are only two holes left, spitting out two mysterious darkness, which makes people imagine what kind of scene is hidden in it.

The more Chen Rufeng stayed in the center of the four Buddha statues, the more depressed he felt. He hurried out of the Buddhist hall and stepped on the avenue of Moro Temple.

The endless stream of people kept rushing to the Zen rooms on both sides, and the smell of incense was involved in his nose. Somehow, Chen Rufeng resisted this smell and quickly returned to the Buddhist hall.

It's rare to want to take a break, but it's unforgiving everywhere, which makes him so depressed.

Looking at the other two holes that have not been entered, Chen Rufeng had an idea. Anyway, there is nothing to do now. Why don't you explore it? Maybe there is a hole in it, and what clues can be found?

At this point, Chen Rufeng's heart was not as good as moving. He looked around, only the head surged in the passage behind him, and no one was interested in this Buddhist hall. Noticing his existence, he quickly walked like a mouse and rushed into the darkness.

As soon as his body melted into the darkness, Chen Rufeng wondered whether there was a lack of lights in the Mora Temple, and a few torches were not hung in such a dark place, or deliberately created such a dark atmosphere to prevent those boring people from entering.

Unfortunately, it was he who was a boring man who broke in today.

According to experience, Chen Rufeng believes that if he keeps moving forward, there must be a bright light waiting for him.

So, his footsteps continued, and the light behind him became smaller and smaller, gradually turning into a thin light spot, and finally even disappeared.

However, there is no bright end.

There is a darkness that can't be seen, like silent depression, squeezing Chen Rufeng heavily.

Such a long-term darkness, no one will be used to it. Chen Rufeng asked himself that he was bold, and still felt that there were countless dark ghosts surrounding him, although he reminded himself again and again that this was just an illusion.

"Ouch!" Chen Rufeng stepped into the air, slipped down, and his buttocks were pounded on the ground fiercely, which was painful.

Chen Rufeng tested it with his feet. It turned out that there were steps under his feet. At the same time, he tried to stand up and groped with both hands. There was a little hairy feeling on the cold wall, which made people feel creepy.

"What the hell!" Chen Rufeng scolded in his heart and carefully walked down the steps. According to the sense of direction, this is probably a spiral staircase that leads to the ground.

Chen Rufeng took a few steps and stopped, with a trace of hesitation on his face in the dark.

Should we go back?

The unknown darkness ahead, I don't know what is waiting for him.

Biting his lip, Chen Rufeng continued to walk down. His hand reluctantly pressed against the wall. He felt that there was countless mud sticking to his hand, which was extremely dirty.

It was another heavy shock. Chen Rufeng took a few steps back. Unexpectedly, he tripped over the ladder and fell on the ladder.

Two ghost-fire eyes are staring at him.

At a close look, it turned out that there were really two torches, burning brightly.

Chen Rufeng recovered and found that the steps had reached the end, and there was an empty ground in front of him. At the same time, the sound of gurgling water echoed in his ears, and the water was dripping water.

What appeared in front of Chen Rufeng was a huge stone door covered with moss, which seemed to have not been used for a long time.

Chen Rufeng carefully looked at the stone door, which occupied enough space on the whole ground and blocked it like a giant blocking the way. It was curious about what was hidden behind the door.

Chen Rufeng patted the door hard, and only the slate made a dull sound, except that there was nothing different.

After all kinds of attempts and even urging internal forces to push, this door weighing 10,000 catties still stood there as it was, staring at Chen Rufeng coldly with a little ridicule.

Chen Ru sat on the platform in front of the door, panting and unwilling to look at the huge door in front of him.

"Lord, turn around." A gloomy voice sounded behind Chen Rufeng. Chen Rufeng was so scared that he jumped up for the third time, turned his head, and barely saw the face of the person in front of him under the lighting of the torch.

Tiansong looked at him seriously and put his hands together.

"Can the master tell me where this is? Why is there such a strange door? What's behind the door? Chen Rufeng asked him rudely. All kinds of strange things in the Mora Temple also made him feel more and more that the Buddhist temple had an inexistable relationship with the death of Sakde and the murder of the envoy.

"This is the forbidden place of this temple. I think that the donor does not know the rules of this temple. If the donor is willing to turn back quickly and leave this place now, we can not blame the past." Tiansong refused to give in and insisted on Chen Rufeng's departure, which made Chen Rufeng more and more suspicious.

"I think you are guilty of being a thief, right? There must be something hidden here that can't be seen. Chen Rufeng straightened his chest and clearly wanted to fight against Tiansong to the end.

"Since the donor refuses to leave, don't blame the poor monk for eviction." As soon as the words fell, Tiansong's figure flew up in the air and went straight to Chen Rufeng.

Chen Rufeng naturally refused to comply easily. With a charming figure, he flashed to one side, making Tiansong empty. Unexpectedly, Tiansong was also a good person. His body did not stagnate at all. He drew an arc in mid-air like a boom boomerang, and swept back to the place where Chen Rufeng was located.

Chen Rufeng's true qi was as if there was nothing. His body disappeared in the air when Tiansong was about to meet. Tiansong was shocked and landed again. Like a tiger searching for prey slipping from under its claws, a pair of eyes kept scanning the four directions and rushing with evil spirits.

Suddenly, Tiansong picked up the Buddha beads hanging on his neck at an extremely fast speed and threw them into a corner in front of him. If there were spiritual heavy stones, the Buddha beads flashed golden light. In that corner, Chen Rufeng's body appeared and disappeared elsewhere as a green shadow. Tiansong's five fingers bent. It curved into various strange shapes, with an angry sound, and the Buddha beads broke, like a star falling, weaving a net and hitting Chen Rufeng overwhelmingly.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were as fast as electricity. He saw a gap between these more than a dozen Buddha beads. His body bounced like a ghost and crashed into the gap.

Tian Song smiled and jumped up. His hands became generals and faced the gap of the pearl net. His hands caught him forward and suddenly grabbed Chen Rufeng's arms and pulled them fiercely to the ground. Chen Rufeng took the ground like an arrow in the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly adjusted his body shape in mid-air, the most Finally, he fell to the ground in a half-squat, avoiding the situation of grabbing the ground with his head.

The Buddha beads heard the master's call and reassemated into a string in an orderly manner and fell on the neck of Tiansong.

"Lord, please come back." Tiansong's face was solemn, which was obviously giving Chen Rufeng a second chance. Chen Rufeng was tired and knew that he was not Tiansong's opponent. The good man did not suffer immediate losses, but he still stared at him fiercely before he turned up the steps and never looked back.

On the platform, only Tiansong guarded the giant gate and became the Buddha's palm with one hand.

Tiansong stared at his departing back, and his eyes burst out, full of chills.