At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, 50 miles northwest of the big city "Heyang", there is a small village called "Caomiao Village".

There are more than 40 families living here, with simple folk customs. Most of the people in the village are working hard to get firewood at Qingyunmen to exchange for some silver. On weekdays, villagers often have Qingyun disciples coming and going, and they are as magical as killing. They worship Qingyunmen and think they have gained enlightenment.

Qingyun Sect has always taken care of the people around her and is quite good at the villagers here.

As the sun sets, the entire Caomiao Village is immersed in the afterglow of the sunset. A group of children are playing and running towards the old Caomiao Temple at the entrance of the village. From the outside, this little Caomiao Temple is dilapidated and I don’t know how many storms and rains have been experienced in the world.

"Zhang Xiaofan, if you have the abduction, stop!"

A laughter came from the mouth of the child in charge. He looked about ten years old, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, leading four or five boys and girls to chase another child ahead.

The child called Zhang Xiaofan in front was two years younger than him and was shorter. At this moment, his face was full of smiles and he ran forward with a force, and he turned around and made a face, "Bah, you think I'm an idiot!" As he said that, he ran faster.

"thump,"

Zhang Xiaofan was the first to rush into the ruined temple. Unexpectedly, he was caught off guard and tripped by the door panel and fell heavily. Several children behind him were overjoyed and rushed forward, pressing him under him. The handsome boy looked gloomy and said with a smile.

"I caught it, now you have nothing to say?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan's strange eyes rolled and said, "Don't it count, how can you calculate it after you plotted against me?"

The boy was stunned and said strangely: "When did I plot against you?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "Okay, Lin Jingyu, how dare you say that this door panel was not what you put here?"

The child named Lin Jingyu shouted: "How could this happen!"

Xiaofan pursed his lips, tilted his head, and looked like he was determined not to surrender or surrender. Lin Jingyu started from his heart, strangled his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "I promised to admit defeat if I grabbed it, do you accept it?"

Zhang Xiaofan ignored it.

Lin Jingyu's face turned red, and he exerted force on his hands and said loudly: "Are you convinced?"

Zhang Xiaofan's trachea was strangled by him, and his breathing gradually became difficult, and his face gradually began to turn red. However, at a young age, he was extremely stubborn and kept silent.

Lin Jingyu was getting angry, his hands became stronger and stronger, and he said in a stack of voices: "Do you accept it, do you accept it, do you accept it?"

At this time, the other children saw something wrong and quietly retreated, leaving only these two ignorant children. In order to fight for their own ulterior motives, they persevered in this way.

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Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to suffocate, a Buddha's chant rang out, "Amitus, stop quickly."

At the same time, a stone also hit Lin Jingyu's hand heavily from outside the door. The latter was immediately shocked, his whole body was shocked, and his hands unconsciously released.

A young man in white walked in from outside the door. He was the stone he had sent out before. In the depths of the ruined temple, the old monk who had just stood up could not help but reveal a trace of light in his eyes when he saw this scene.

"Hey, who are you!"

A dissatisfied voice sounded, it was Lin Jingyu,

Seeing someone coming from outside the door, he didn't know who was the one who had just forced him to open with a stone. Thinking that he almost killed his companion by a momentary difference, his tone softened unconsciously, and turned around and said, "Xiaofan, I'm sorry... I don't know what's wrong."

"I'm fine, Jingyu."

After all, it was the child's nature. After the shock just now, Zhang Xiaofan recovered not long after. At this moment, he heard his companions apologize to him. He no longer knew where the resentment had gone. He turned to look at the young man who took action and said curiously,

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you?"

"Children, it's getting late, you'd better go home early,"

The young man didn't hear the questions from the two. After a few words of advice, he walked towards the old monk, "I have seen the master, my younger generation, Ye Fan, want to stay here for one night. I wonder if the master can do it?"

Only then did Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu notice that there was actually one person in the temple, and they couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Caomiao Village is near Qingyunmen. Taoism is the most respected here, and Buddhist disciples are extremely rare. Therefore, neither of them has seen anyone with such costumes. When they think of the young man's words just now, they glanced at each other and turned around and left the ruined temple.

"Amitabha, I am Puzhi, I have met the donor. Is the donor a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the old monk replied with a bow first, then looked at Ye Fan carefully, and then spoke without asking Ye Fan why he didn't rush back to Qingyun Mountain.

"It turns out to be Master Puzhi from Tianyin Temple. It's not bad. The younger generation has just finished their training and is about to return to the mountains."

Ye Fan nodded and also learned to meditate on the ground in the grass temple, without saying much.

Seeing this, Puzhi also returned to his previous appearance as an ancient well. The two of them got along very well in this small ruined temple.

Late at night,

A thunder sounded, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are about to come, and there is a solemn and murderous intent.

Puzhi slowly opened his eyes and saw that Ye Fan not far away was the same. The two looked at each other and tacitly prepared to deal with it.

Suddenly, a black air had risen at some point in the village, thick as black ink, and it kept surging.

The black air rolled up and hovered up, heading straight out of the village, heading towards the grass temple. Puzhi's eyes were sharp-eyed and saw that there was a child in it, which was Lin Jingyu who had seen during the day.

Seeing this, Puzhi did not hesitate anymore, nor did he see how he acted. He suddenly rose up from the ground and penetrated into the black air.

An unknown place in the darkness came a slightly surprised voice: "Huh?"

After a few muffled sounds, the black air suddenly stopped and could not circulate over the grass temple. Puzhi slowly fell down with Lin Jingyu, but a piece of the robe behind him had been torn off.

With the faint light, Lin Jingyu's eyes were closed and his breathing was stable. I don't know if he had fallen asleep or fainted.

Puzhi did not let him go, looked up at the black gas in the air, and said, "You are a master of Taoism, why are you afraid of losing your identity when you attack ignorant children?"

A hoarse voice came from the black air and said, "Who are you? How dare you care about my nostalgia?"

Puzhi did not answer, but said, "This is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. If you know that you are doing something wrong here, you are afraid that you will not have a good time in the future."

Speaking of this, Puzhi was a little surprised. Why didn’t Ye Fan take action?

The man spat, said with disdain, "What's the matter with Qingyun Sect? It's just because there are too many people. Don't say too much old bald donkey, please give me the child quickly if you know the truth."

"Oh, is that?"

I heard a slight joking sound, and at some point Ye Fan had already appeared in the field.

(ps: Can people from Caomiao Village be saved?)
Chapter completed!