When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

I feel that the scene in front of me is not only familiar to Jiang Mo, but also Yun Qingyue.

Back then, the two of them stepped into Foguang Temple together in Canglan Mysterious Territory, and they also witnessed the "death" of Foguang Temple - the ancient temple died instantly, the living monks, the solemn hall and pagodas all decayed in an instant, as if they had died in an instant. Over a millennium.

And how does this scene compare with what happened in Foguang Temple back then? It was just a quick moment, and it changed its appearance. It's just that one goes from birth to death and the other goes from death to life.

Thoughts flashed across Yun Qingyue's eyes, and the rest of them didn't have that kind of experience, so they didn't think too much. After all, there are no surprises in the realm of self-cultivation, it's just a change in a temple in the desert. Apart from being a little surprised at the beginning, there is nothing surprising afterwards. The only thing worthy of everyone's attention was the words of the third elder, the temple in front of them was their destination.

Having witnessed the miracle, everyone's eyes turned to the Third Elder: "Third Elder, is the temple the destination?"

The third elder raised his head and glanced at the sky, just as he saw the setting sun slowly sinking to the horizon. When she looked, there was still half of the setting sun exposed outside, but after a short while, that half of the sun also completely disappeared from her vision, leaving only the sunset glow all over the sky.

"Let's go." The third elder didn't say much, watched the sunset disappear, and finally led the way to the temple.

Everyone didn't dare to ask after seeing this, and followed her one after another. Jiang Mo took two steps before remembering where the familiarity came from. But the Foguang Temple was 80 years ago, and the impression is not so deep now in retrospect. Looking at the temple under the sand dunes, I couldn't remember whether the Foguang Temple and this temple knew each other. Or... Could this peculiar temple be the Foguang Temple back then? !

Some doubts arose in Jiang Mo's heart. While following the crowd, he approached Yun Qingyue and asked her, "Senior Sister, the changes in this temple look familiar to me. Do you remember what happened back then..."

Yun Qingyue glanced at her when she heard the words. Although she didn't answer, her eyes clearly gave her affirmation. She also guessed what Jiang Mo wanted to ask, and before the other party asked, she said, "No, it's different."

Jiang Mo replied "Oh", knowing that this is not the place to talk, so he didn't ask any more questions.

The group of people walked very fast, and when they reached the resplendent temple, the sunset glow in the sky was still bright red. This was the last radiance of the day, and the orange-red light was projected down, covering the temple in front of him with a different kind of brilliance. It was also because it was still dark at this time and the line of sight was just right, Jiang Mo could see the gate of the temple from a long distance away.

Generally speaking, there is a temple name outside the gate of the temple, which was the case in the Foguang Temple back then. But the temple in front of me was different, under the afterglow of the sunset, the top of the temple gate was actually empty. Or it is not appropriate to say that it is empty. It should be said that there is a plaque on the gate of the temple, but there is no word on the plaque.

This temple is actually nameless, but where does the nameless temple have such splendor? !

Everyone stood outside the temple gate, feeling a little strange in their hearts for no reason. Coupled with the scene that everyone saw on the sand dunes before, many people felt a drum in their hearts. However, it is impossible for them to give up exploring because of fear. After all, the path of practice is full of dangers, and the more unusual the place, the more it attracts people to explore.

The third elder also looked up at the empty plaque, but her reaction was flat, her expression remained unchanged, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking. But she stood in front of the temple gate without moving, and waited until the sunset glow dissipated and the dusk merged.

Seeing the darkness eroding the world bit by bit, the third elder took a step forward and said, "Let's go."

Naturally, no one dared to object. Seeing the third elder leading the way to the temple, some even took a step forward and planned to push open the closed temple gate to meet them. It's just that the gate of the temple is closed, and the demon cultivator is used to calling the gate roughly. Seeing that the gate of the temple could not be pushed open, the man took out the magic weapon and planned to break the door open directly.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo's eyelids twitched, feeling that something bad was about to happen. Fortunately, the third elder was not so reckless, and immediately stopped the other party's movements with a stern voice, then stepped forward by himself, and knocked the knocker outside the gate himself.

The sound of "kuang kuang" seemed to spread far away, and it was the only sound in the desert except for the wind and sand.

Maybe someone in the temple actually ran to open the door upon hearing the noise.

The one who opened the door was a little novice monk with green stubble on his bare head. He stuck his head out of the door and looked out. He was taken aback when he saw the crowd outside the door: "Everyone, benefactors knock the door. Is there something wrong?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the little novice, because they had witnessed the "resurrection" of this temple, and they had many guesses in their hearts. Many people guessed that this temple was related to ghosts. Now that a young novice came out of the temple, everyone naturally wanted to see if he was a ghost... Unfortunately, it was not. Everyone guessed wrong. Blessed by the light of Buddha.

But what Moxiu dislikes the most is the Buddha's light, and many people showed displeasure on their faces, but the third elder said calmly: "It's getting late, I want to stay in your temple for a night, I don't know if the little master can do it." Accommodate?"

The Third Elder probably seldom spoke so politely with others, so even if she tried to put on a kind expression, it would still be vicious in the eyes of the little novice. He obviously shrank his neck back, knocked his head on the door, and said in a panic: "I, I can't do it. I have to report this matter to the host. Please, please wait outside for a while. .”

After saying this, the little novice shrank his head back, turned around and ran as soon as the door was closed, and Jiang Mo could hear his running footsteps through the door.

When the demon cultivators seldom came to the door honestly, they unconsciously showed a little bit of impatience. But no matter how impatient, look at the attitude of the three elders who lead the team, the rest of the people also know that this is not the time to attack.

Only someone asked in a low voice: "Third Elder, what are we going to do after we go in?"

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Buddhist cultivators have always been kind to people, and temples are also more convenient for people.

The little novice moved quickly, and soon after he ran to report, he came back with two people.

The two were also dressed as monks, with ring scars burnt on their heads, and they were not surprised to see so many people outside when they opened the door. They saluted together and said, "The abbot has agreed for you to stay overnight. All benefactors, follow me into the temple."

While speaking, the gate of the temple had been completely pushed open by the little novice monk, revealing the spacious gate and allowing people to see the situation inside.

This temple is neither small nor big. The front of the temple gate is facing the Daxiong Hall, and you can vaguely see the Buddha statue enshrined in it, as well as a group of monks sitting cross-legged under the Buddha statue—they may be doing evening classes. Nothing happened outside. However, as the temple gate was completely opened, the people standing outside also heard bursts of Sanskrit sounds clearly.

For some reason, everyone was in a trance for a moment, but soon regained their senses. After the third elder thanked him, he stepped into the gate of the temple first, and the rest of the people did not dare to delay when they saw this.

Jiang Mo and the others were still the last ones, and when they entered the door, they all stared at the three monks twice more.

They are indeed not ghosts, but they are not living people either. The well-informed Zongzhu Zhu can see through each other's true identities almost at a glance—they are spirits, spirits who have been silent in the desert with this temple. They are both trapped here and protected by this temple, so they have existed for thousands of years, but they live day after day, do they know whether it is luck or misfortune?

Of course, Zhu Baiyi is not sentimental, nor will he have too many emotions. She just glanced at the three monks indifferently as she passed by, and stepped into the temple gate without stopping.

A certain feeling is more obvious as soon as you step into the gate of the temple. Unlike the dry wind and sand outside, entering this temple is like entering another world. There is no whistling wind here, and there is no yellow sand everywhere, and even the ground is covered with clean stone slabs. Except for the gravel brought in by everyone's feet, there is almost no moving yellow sand here, as if this temple is not located in the desert at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the air in this temple is moist and cool!

When the last person stepped into the temple, the temple gate was closed behind everyone. The little novice was still guarding the door, as if he was waiting for any visitors, but the two monks who came to the host did not delay, they went to the front to lead the way, and said as they walked: "The host is taking all the senior brothers to dinner. Class, you don’t have to go, the poor monk will lead you directly to the back wing.”

As the leader, the third elder didn't hesitate, he nodded and agreed, but when he left with the monk, he turned his head and glanced deeply into the hall—she could see it from a long distance away, the one who presided over the evening class The old monk has a benevolent look.

And when the third elder was looking around the hall quickly, the old host quickly raised his eyes to take a look if he felt it. That look was a bit sharp, not only frightened the third elder who was staring at her, but also made Jiang Mo and the others feel stunned.

However, it was only the moment when the eyes met, the old monk quickly retracted his gaze, and the last trace of strangeness disappeared.

The monk who led the way didn't make any fuss, and although he didn't say much on the way, he accurately took them to the guest room—it was a bit simple, but there was a small garden outside the room, and the plants and trees in the garden were still there. It grows lush and lush, and it doesn't look like it's in the desert anyway.

The two leading monks were accustomed to this, and they didn't intend to explain anything at all, so they said directly: "It's getting late today, all benefactors, please rest early. The poor monk has to go to evening classes too."

After the two said this, they planned to leave. As for how to check in, it was naturally the business of these guests. But before they left, they were stopped by Jiang Mo, who seemed to be curious and asked the two of them: "May I ask, why does your temple want to build the temple in the desert?"

Others didn't have time to stop them, and they were suspicious and didn't want to stop them, so they all looked at the monk after hearing the words.

However, the two monks were dumbfounded after hearing this, as if they didn't know that the temple was in the desert, and they didn't see the yellow sand outside before. They looked at each other, and then spit out a puzzled syllable: "Desert?!"