Qingyue Temple

Except the tortoise didn't respond, the pets rebelled,

Yuan Pei asked strangely: "Fang Fang, what's going on? Is there anything unclean in the room?"

Fang Shanshui: "It's normal, there is an unpurified yin and evil spirit in the house, which probably surprised them."

The black bird flapped its wings and flew up, circling around Fang Shanshui vigorously, with a burning momentum.

But Zhai Ling likes this place very much: [This place is great, there is nothing unclean here!It's so comfortable, Xiao Xuanzi, you are not allowed to breathe fire indiscriminately, otherwise I will never end with you. 】

Fang Shanshui took a look at Zhai Ling, and remembered that this Zhai Ling was actually affected by the resentment of the ghost. From the essence of elves, its heels are actually inclined to be dark and evil. It is better not to let it suffer from these evil forces again. Air effect is better.

Fang Shanshui said to Xuanniao: "Little Xuanzi, you breathe fire around the surrounding area, and spray it into the air. Don't burn the house. Your flame can dispel evil spirits."

【呀——! 】

The little black bird flapped its wings happily and flew away, seeming very satisfied with the burning of the house.

Zhai Ling didn't dare to refute Fang Shanshui, but yelled worriedly at Xuanniao's back: 【Don't burn the house down! 】

Fang Shanshui took out a prepared plaque and looked around with the plaque in his arms.

"Fang Fang, what are you looking at?"

"I'll find a higher place and observe the layout of the house."

"Observe the house?" Yuan Pei also helped to look left and right, but it was on a high ground, but it was too far away, and it seemed troublesome to carry the plaque there. Yuan Pei turned his eyes, and suddenly saw the jeep he was driving, and then Jumping to the roof of the car, looking into the house, Fang Shanshui said, "Fang Fang, come up quickly, the roof of this car is pretty good, although it's a bit short, you can almost observe it."

Hearing the words, Fang Shanshui also jumped up. Indeed, the interior of the house can be seen clearly from here. Fang Shanshui took up the plaque and took out a cinnabar pen. While looking at the shape and layout of the new house, he picked up the pen and slowly Write down the three characters of "Qingyue Guan".

There seems to be a rhythm between the horizontal and vertical strokes of the three big characters, and that rhythm seems to fit the ups and downs of the house in front of you, breathing.

Yuan Pei looked at the words written by Fang Shanshui, and then at the house in front of him. He always felt a strange feeling, as if the house that was called Shen's house one second ago had become the Qingyue Temple described by Fang Shanshui the next moment. .

When Fang Shanshui finished writing the three words Qingyueguan, the plaque of Shen's house hanging on the house suddenly fell from the hanging door beam as if hearing Yuan Pei's heartfelt voice.

With a "click", the plaque fell on the steps in front of the door, covering the word "Shen Zhai" on the front of the plaque.

Yuan Pei was taken aback: "This is amazing. Could there be a house spirit in this house? Could it be fighting with our house spirit?"

Zhai Ling, who was originally happy, immediately looked fierce after hearing Yuan Pei's words.

Fang Shanshui: "No, it's just a sense of breath. This house feels it. From today onwards, it's called Qingyue Temple, not Shen's House."

After hearing this, Zhai Ling immediately became happy again. Ever since it possessed the Qingyue Temple as its own body, it has been tied to this name. Even if the Qingyue Temple has been destroyed, as long as it is rebuilt, it belongs to it.

Zhai Ling: [The little master is the best! 】

Fang Shanshui got off the roof of the car, jumped up and hung up the plaque in his hand. The plaque seemed to have eyes, and it was hung on the gate, as if it had always been there.

After hanging the plaque, Fang Shanshui took out the small model that the house spirit had just attached to and an incense burner. The model incense burner and the plaque on the main entrance of the house were placed in a straight line. Immediately, Fang Shanshui lit three sticks of incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner.

Under the sun, the opaque shell of the model reflected a lot of light like a mirror, and suddenly became radiant.

Under this hazy light, a faint phantom rose into the sky, and the phantom grew bigger and bigger with the smoke of the incense sticks in front of it, like an invisible giant jellyfish, slowly opened its umbrella cover, covering the whole world. above the house.

Both Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei looked up at each other.

·

At this moment, the two old people who were talking on the balcony on the second floor of a house not far from Fang Shanshui and the others suddenly fell silent.

The bearded old man wiped his glasses, put them on and looked again, before asking the people around him uncertainly: "Is there something over there?"

The chubby white old man said in surprise: "You saw it too? I thought it was my illusion."

The long-bearded old man shook his head: "Maybe it's an illusion, I think it's a mirage caused by the refraction of sunlight?"

The white fat old man stretched his head to look, and then pulled the bearded old man to look over there: "Look, there are people there. Could it be that they want to live in? That seems to be that Shen Min's home? That haunted place that is raging."

Old man with long beard: "I heard that the house was sold cheap yesterday, but I don't know if they know the situation of the house, so don't deceive people who don't know."

The fat old man watched with great interest: "I think I should know. You see, they seem to be doing rituals, maybe they are exorcising evil spirits?"

"Grandpa, grandpa! Do you know who our neighbor has moved in!" With the sound of stomping up the stairs, a young man with a binoculars hurried over.

The long-bearded old man frowned and shouted: "You are so old, don't be rough, haven't you seen your Grandpa Li? I don't know how to say hello."

The young man said honestly to the fat old man, "Grandpa Li."

The fat white old man laughed and said, "The smaller the better, what did you see just now, do you know who your neighbor is?"

The young man was pleasantly surprised and said: "I saw Qingyueguan! His family is actually my neighbor! Grandpa, don't you know? I also bought his family's Five Thunder Talisman, because I tested the effect through the live broadcast. It became an internet celebrity."

When the old man with long beard heard this, he immediately pulled his face down: "What kind of mess do you children like every day? What's so fun about being an Internet celebrity? Showing your face online and being sought after by people you don't know Cursing, what's the fun in it? It's all about vanity. Don't be like that kid from the Yuan family, thinking of going to places like the entertainment industry to show your face every day."

The young man who was depressed and being scolded suddenly rolled his eyes when he heard the Yuan family's name, and asked, "Grandpa, do you know who else I saw?"

The long-bearded old man frowned at him, without any intention of guessing, and motioned him to speak quickly if he wanted to.

"I seem to have seen the boy from the Yuan family you mentioned."

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It didn't take long for the spirit of the house to move successfully, and the whole house suddenly felt like it was alive—it seemed that it would move around at any time, and ordinary people might not dare to live in it.

Suddenly, the closed door opened without a key, and the house spirit's generous face appeared on both sides of the door: [little master, old master, welcome home.And Yuanzi, welcome to Qingyueguan as a guest. 】

Fang Shanshui suddenly smiled, Zhai Ling's words made him suddenly feel that Qingyue Guan was still there, it hadn't been destroyed, and his and his master's hometown was still there.

Yuan Pei also cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your welcome."

The little black bird that was breathing fire in all directions also came back, landed on Yuan Pei's shoulder, called Fang Shanshui twice crisply, indicating that he had completed the task, and then combed his feathers.

Fang Shanshui: "Let's go, go into the house."

Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei got the pets out of the car, and each of them hugged a pot of orchids. When they entered the house, there was almost nothing in the car. The scattered household items and clothes were all wrapped up by the spirit of the house. up.

The spirit of the house chased the two people who were holding the flowerpot, and kept jumping and changing on the pillars in the corridor, while saying: [Little master, Yuanzi, you choose a room, and I will put all your personal belongings in the room.Of course, I can also help you change the decoration of the house. The houses here are all hardcover. If you don’t like it, I can change it at any time. The rural style, the luxurious style, the stroke style, the European style, I can’t hold it, And it doesn't contain formaldehyde. 】

When Yuan Pei heard the words formaldehyde-free, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and said: "This is really convenient, Xiaoqing, you are really a must-have companion for home travel."

Zhai Ling: [Xiaoqing? 】

"Aren't you called Qingyueguan?" Yuan Pei said, and looked at Fang Shanshui to confirm with him.

Fang Shanshui thought for a while and nodded.

With Fang Shanshui's approval, Yuan Pei immediately said to Zhai Ling: "Look, your name is Xiaoqing."

Zhai Ling: [This name is not bad, but it just reminds me of a poignant and bloody love story, ah melancholy, maybe I am such a soul destined to be accompanied by blood. 】

Poignant love story?

Yuan Pei and Fang Shanshui looked at each other incomprehensibly.

The little black bird has already flown to the nearby garden and rockery, jumping around in various places, and from time to time sees crawling bugs, it picks them up and eats them.

Zhai Ling turned around and called the black cat and tortoise who were slowly walking behind and hadn't entered the door: [Da Hei, Xiao Hei, come in quickly, or I will close the door! 】

The black cat yawned, stepped up the step door, looked back and saw the forgotten tortoise that couldn't climb the steps, stretched out its claws and swung behind its buttocks, pulling it up.

The tortoise twisted its neck, and the little black bean eyes thanked the black cat.

After everyone and their pets had entered, the gate of Qingyue Temple automatically closed with a creak.

·

At the same time, the evil faction started a remote video conference. Because they were afraid of exchanging dirty tricks, everyone covered each other.

This meeting is based on a message brought by Three Eyes.

"You said that the old hunchback and the old man Yijing were eaten by a monster? How is it possible, these two old guys are almost the best at saving lives among us."

"That's right, even Qingyi personally came out to chase and kill him back then, but he couldn't kill Yijing, let alone the old hunchback with even weirder methods than him. I don't believe they are dead."

When everyone was in a mess, an old man with his eyes closed suddenly said: "Three Eyes is not lying, there is indeed something wrong with the old hunchback and Yi Jing, and I'm not sure whether they are dead or not, but for people like us, it is estimated that there is something wrong with them." Almost dead."

This old man seemed to be very prestigious. As soon as he spoke, the noisy people suddenly fell silent. They looked at each other with shock in their eyes. After a long silence, someone asked: "Is it really eaten by a monster? What kind of monster is that? Could it be?" The Righteous Way was cultivated to deal with us specifically?"

The man with the three eyes on his forehead shook his head, and said with certainty: "Impossible, that thing is very evil, and even I was terrified when I saw it. I am afraid that it is not the reincarnation of the demon god that can achieve such power. Zhengdao will definitely go crazy when he sees this thing." Yes, they'll be more eager to destroy that thing than we are."

"Speaking of which, it seems that a lot of people who have their own way of life have disappeared quietly recently. Counting the old monster a while ago, and the one who was besieged that I just received the information yesterday, they all died for four days in a short period of time. one."

The old man with his eyes closed nodded: "It's all related to the person he saw with the third eye."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't sit still, and even felt a strong sense of danger: "What the hell is that?"

A man wearing a mask and not showing his face suddenly said: "Wait, I remember that the old hunchback seemed to ask me about the origin of a young man. The old hunchback once said that the young man had a very powerful Yang God with him. Master, he almost fell into their hands, could it be them?"

"What! Sun God!?"

"Is it really those old immortals of the righteous way?"

"Or is there a new Yang God?"

People in the evil sect, because of their cultivation methods, are more likely to cultivate to the Yin God than righteous people, but it is as difficult as going to the sky to turn Yin into Yang. Among the people present at the meeting, only the old man with his eyes closed can It is speculated that it is possible to reach Yangshen, so everyone is more afraid of him.

At this time, the old man who had closed his eyes finally opened his eyes. His eyes were completely black and without the whites of the eyes. They looked like living ghosts. When they were seen by his eyes, everyone lowered their heads involuntarily. .

When everyone was quiet, he looked at the masked man who had just spoken, motioning for him to continue.

The masked man said: "If it was the two people that the old hunchback asked, I can be sure that they are not the known righteous Yangshen real people. In fact, I already have some clues. I wanted to tell the old hunchback the next time I contacted, but I didn't expect... "

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me who it is."

Masked man: "Qingyue Guan."

"Qingyue Temple?"

People who had never heard of this name began to look around, as if to see if others knew it.

The masked man knocked on the table with his finger: "I don't know if you still remember, a vision came from the sky some time ago, and those decent sects seemed to go crazy, saying that catastrophe was coming, they almost swarmed out and gathered at Qingyue Mountain in Xiangcheng. "

One person immediately said: "I know this. I wanted to join in the fun, but when I found that the five Yuanshen Daoist were there, I ran away."

Masked man: "There is a Taoist temple on Qingyue Mountain. That Taoist temple was the habitat of the Fang family of the Corpse Refining Sect, and it has been handed down to Fang Shanshui, their No.18 successor. The last time it seems that the Corpse Refining Sect's ancient ruins appeared at the foot of Qingyue Mountain There is a problem, it is said that there are a lot of flying stiffness and hair stiffness coming out of it, and there may be more severe ones..."

Hearing this, everyone frowned, and what's more, they gasped and whispered.

"It's even more powerful. Could it be that there are Hanba or Yan? Isn't this a legend?"

"How can this kind of thing still appear in this world now?"

……

The masked man continued: "The Qingyue Mountain was finally bombed by the missile, and all the zombies inside were buried. It's just that the people in the Taoist sect didn't know what agreement they had reached with the Qingyue Temple, but Fang Shanshui, the head of the Qingyue Temple of this generation, did not." Affected, moreover, there seems to be a Yangshen real person hidden beside him, few people find it, I guess everyone I have seen is dead, only the old hunchback escaped once, and I found some clues."

Hearing the masked man's words, everyone pondered.

The black-eyed old man closed his eyes again: "That kid from Qingyueguan probably doesn't belong with us, otherwise it would be difficult for people in the Taoist sect to get along with him."

"The monster mentioned by Three Eyes is most likely the Yang God next to Fang Shanshui? Three Eyes, have you seen him?"

Three Eyes frowned, shaking his head to show that he didn't see it, but he couldn't be sure: "The monster's shadow is too huge, under his cover, I can hardly see other people, if it is not for the old hunchback and Yijing I don’t think I can detect the two of them. However, I don’t think there should be any living people in the volcano full of Nanming Lihuo, unless he is also a true soul.”

The masked man shook his head, didn't say much, just said: "Fang Shanshui is only 19 years old this year."

After hearing this, no one believed that Fang Shanshui would be a true soul.

However, Fang Shanshui's suspicion did not dispel. The masked man said that there was a real Yangshen beside him, and it was also possible that the Yangshen went to hunt for treasures by himself at that time.

Just as he was talking, the masked man suddenly mentioned another matter: "I sent people to sneak into the righteous path to investigate, and heard some strange things. They said that when they attacked Qingyue Mountain, those zombies seemed to be fighting for a sword. The zombie who gets the command sword can command other zombies, which is probably the inheritance treasure of the Corpse Sect."

Unexpectedly, the man in the mask would release such news selflessly. Everyone sat up straight, and some asked with bright eyes: "What about the baby!?"

Masked man: "It seems that in the hands of a certain flying zombie, Qingyue Mountain was razed to the ground, and none of the zombies in the mountain escaped, so the sword must have been buried underground with them."

"Tsk, what a pity."

Although it was a pity, many people's eyes were flickering in private.

Seeing this, the black-eyed old man glanced at the masked man. The masked man lowered his head and did not look at him. The black-eyed old man didn't care, and closed his eyes again.

·

Huicheng

It just changed its name and moved into the Qingyue Temple with the new owner.

Because the house is haunted, Shen Min has left it vacant for several months. The carved beams and painted buildings inside are covered with dust, and there are a lot of cobwebs in the corners, and some streams and lotus ponds are also cloudy and full of dead fish.

Zhai Ling couldn't help but go to clean up, and asked Yuan Pei and Fang Shanshui to stay in the house and close the doors and windows. The square face extending from the highest roof suddenly sucked a big mouthful of water from the running water, and suddenly it was like a high-pressure water gun. Similarly, he took a bath for himself and sprayed himself watery everywhere.

The dust in the house was eaten by the spirit of the house, and the dead fish were submerged in the mud of the water one by one, as if eaten by the land, and the water seemed to be flowing by itself, like fresh blood, under the sparkling light, The muddy water is like being filtered through a sieve, and slowly becomes clear in the swaying of the ripples.

Seeing everything around him, he gradually acquired a familiar aura. When Zhai Ling possessed Qingyueguan, it was contaminated with Qingyueguan's aura. If it was Qingyueguan, during the process of moving the spirit, it would The smell of the ruined house smeared in this new house.

Fang Shanshui suddenly had a feeling that he could see Langya Cave and Master's coffin when he walked to the back mountain.

Fang Shanshui frowned suddenly. For some reason, when he thought of Master's coffin, he felt uneasy.

It was probably buried at the bottom of the mountain for too long, and I was a little worried.

Fang Shanshui looked back at the figurine master on his shoulder: "Master, what happened to your body? If I dig you out now, will there be any problems?"

The figurine master held the squid strips and shook his head, as if to say not to dig for now, and then made a pose for cultivation.

Fang Shanshui understands that the meaning of making a master is probably to accumulate more meritorious virtues.

Fang Shanshui patted the belly of the figurine master: "Master, when you ate those villains, did you get any golden light of merit?"

If there is, Fang Shanshui is thinking, should he take the master to copy a few more villains' lairs? Recently, the golden light of merit has been getting less and less, that is, he accidentally got a little when he bought a house yesterday, but for the figure of the master It didn't have as much of an impact as it did in the beginning.

The figure master tilted his head and thought for a while, then spread his hand and said no.

Fang Shanshui asked strangely: "Not once? Isn't it a good thing to eradicate rape and evil?"

It is said that the villains have done all kinds of bad things, and killing them is tantamount to saving lives. Why do these villains never give golden light of merit?Could it be that they are all like that hunchbacked old man, but they didn't die?

The figurine master blinked, as if he was thinking about how to explain it to his apprentice, and then, its little hand gestured for a fish swimming.

Big fish, little fish.

Eat it.

Fang Shanshui seemed to understand a little bit, and nodded suddenly.

This is probably like a natural law in the biological chain. If eating to fill one's stomach can also be divided into good and evil, all creatures are probably riddled with evil.

The big fish eats the small fish, the big fish will not commit any crimes, and it will not have any merit because the small fish eat a lot of dried shrimps. Killing itself is not a meritorious thing.

Presumably, salvation is?

Fang Shanshui shook his head: "Let's do good things honestly."

Wanting to meditate, I can't calm down for no reason. I don't know if it's because the spirit of the house is cleaning, and the aura changes too much.

Fang Shanshui took out his mobile phone and looked at the business in the store.

With the recent release of the web drama of the same name, Qingyue Guan has attracted the attention of many young people. The interface of Fang Shanshui's appointment registration alone has about 5 people's favorites, but relatively few people come to consult, and because of Fang Shanshui's screening The conditions were relatively harsh, and many requests were rejected without reaching Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui thought for a while, and sent a message to the customer service, asking him to send him all the registered calls for help he received recently.