Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar mountains around, the old monk sighed a lot.

"I haven't returned for ten years, and I can't imagine that the changes in the mountains are so great."

"Master, don't know. Over the years, there have been many strange things in the mountains and forests. If you weren't here, I wouldn't have come with you no matter what the elders said." The strong man said with a smile while cutting off the grass and trees on the road.

"No, Master, you have to be careful. Maybe we will encounter ghosts in a while." Another man said in a little scared.

"ghost?"

When the little monk heard the two of them say this, he was so scared that he couldn't do it. He grabbed his master's robes with his little hands and seemed very uneasy.

The old monk touched the little monk's head with a little comfort, then nodded slightly and said, "If there are evil things, I will take action. The two donors don't have to be afraid."

"Then the relationship is good! Hehe, I haven't seen Master your magical Dharma for a long time. I can't say that I can open my eyes again."

"Hehe, that's right, haha, when we went back, some of them blew up."

Seeing the two of them like this, the old monk smiled and shook his head and stopped talking.

The group spent at least an hour and finally arrived in front of the ancient temple in the deep mountains before the sun set.

Along the way, let alone encountering ghosts, there is not even a single little demon.

The two men who were worried and expected before were not too complicated.

While fearing monsters and ghosts, they also want to see the magical and extraordinary Buddhism. It would be strange if the two emotional conflicts are not complicated.

Looking at the dilapidated ancient temple, not only the young monk was stunned at this time, but even the two men before were a little embarrassed.

"This, the temple is also very broken! Master Abbot seems that we can only make some money tonight, but fortunately we have prepared in advance."

As he said that, one of the strong men felt at ease with their luggage behind him and took out some food.

"Come on, Master, the little master gives you cakes."

"Thank you, donor." The little monk was a little hungry and thanked him and took the somewhat black cake.

The same is true for the old monk.

Thanks, the old monk looked at the temple where the air was leaking everywhere and even had a big hole on one side of the wall. He was a little heavy and full of memories.

Ten years later, he finally came back again.

I remember decades ago, when I was still a young monk, the scene where my master taught me the scriptures to me was still in front of me.

But in a second thought, he grew old and the temple became like this.

As time goes by, everything is changing. The old monk Zhizhi lamented the change of the world.

"Let's go, Huide, let's go to the temple first, clean it up a little, and then spend the night with the two donors, and then go down the mountain to prepare for repairs tomorrow."

No one dares to walk around at night, this is a common thing in this world.

In this era, there is not so much attention to when going out, and it is even more impossible to carry a quilt with you.

It’s considered overnight if you go to the ground in your clothes.

Come to the ancient temple and push open the dusty temple gate.

With a long and unique sound of opening the door, everything in the temple quickly fell into everyone's eyes.

The slightly dark temple was covered with dust, and even the Buddha statues that looked like clay sculptures had lost their upper body.

The old and decaying smell can be said to fill the entire ancient temple.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old monk was a little stunned, but soon his eyes were clear and he entered it.

The little monk and two strong men followed closely behind, and no one spoke.

The old monk came to the Buddha statue and looked at the Buddha statue halfway up for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to disturb each other.

Finally, the old monk took back his thoughts of reminiscence and looked at the candlestick under the Buddha statue.

Under the candlestick, an iron oil lamp on the left came into view.

Then, the old monk's eyes narrowed.

"Someone has come?" the old monk suddenly frowned.

"Ah? Impossible?" A man was stunned.

"When we entered the door, there was a lot of thick gray falling off the door. How could anyone have come? And there were only shoe prints on the ground when we entered the door?"

After hearing what the man said, the old monk looked back.

It's true.

There were only shoe prints from a few people who had just entered the dusty temple ground.

"No, if no one comes in, what's going on with this brand new oil lamp?"

"Well?"

Now it was the two men's turn that were stunned.

Looking at the oil lamp the old monk picked up, the two men's expressions were stunned.

"No, there won't be a monster again, right?" One man said in a little scared.

"No, I didn't smell the demonic energy here." The old monk said confidently.

"ah!"

The man was puzzled.

"What's going on with this oil lamp?"

However, just as several people were confused, suddenly, the old monk discovered that there was a detail of the chassis.

Yes, this oil lamp is still the oil lamp from the previous temple.

Because when he was a child, the old monk knocked the oil lamp to the ground and even made a small dent.

This dent cannot be seen without careful observation, but it does exist.

It’s just that after so long, the oil lamp was not maintained with oil, and it was so new. It’s really unreasonable.

The old monk was completely confused at this moment.

However, at this moment.

"Ah! Master, look, the oil lamp is on!" the little monk suddenly screamed.

When the old monk put the oil lamp on the table and looked around, the oil lamp suddenly lit up.

And it's the kind of sudden spontaneous combustion without wicks.

It was okay to burn the oil lamp, but the oil lamp suddenly floated and came to the old monk.

The old monk was stunned. Somehow, he subconsciously used his hand to pick up the oil lamp, and then he saw that the oil lamp actually fell gently into his palm.
Chapter completed!