The rainstorm comes quickly and goes quickly.

When the caravans arrived at the temple and were dismounting and preparing to camp, there were only sporadic raindrops left.

The temple is deserted, grass and vines are everywhere, and the spider webs are reborn.

Sun Heng got off the carriage and came to Uncle Yun and Zhang Yan. At this time, a servant was telling the origin of the temple in front of him.

"The villain also came to this Dafoe Temple when he was young. At that time, there were two monks in the temple, one old and one young.”

The young man back then has long been gray now. Looking at the temple surrounded by weeds, a little doubt appeared in his eyes.

However, this person is a regular customer who often walks this business road, and is a guide specially hired by the caravan.

But he continued to speak: "But over the years, the villain hasn't heard much about this place. I think it's because he is close to the tiger ravine, no one dares to stay here too much, and over time, it will be abandoned."

While speaking, he shook his head gently, as if he was puzzled.

Logically speaking, this temple is not far from the official road, and when you travel through this place, people and horses will still come in to rest for a while.

But he has walked so many times in the past few years, but he seems to have never encountered this abandoned Dafoe Temple!

"so."

Uncle Yun managed a chore, and before Zhang Yan could speak, he ordered: "Carry it out, the convoy goes to the backyard to station, let's go in."

The last sentence was to signal to Sun Heng.

The gate of Dabei Temple has long been decayed, one leaning against the wall, and the other fell to the ground.

Green and yellow weeds grew from the gaps in the wooden door, and had already covered the red Buddha paint on it.

If you enter the inner part, you will be even more desolate.

The stone pavement is winding and covered with moss. If you step on it, you will fall to the ground if you are not careful.

The hall is covered with dust and spider webs, and the murals on both sides are mottled and blurred and difficult to identify, without the charm of the past.

In the middle of the hall, only the Buddha statue about five meters high in the middle is still intact.

This is intact, but only in comparison.

The body of the Buddha statue was slightly tilted, as if it had deviated from its main position.

There was a crack on his cheek that grew from the corners of his eyes, making it look like he was crying.

Zhang Yan entered the hall, raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue, and looked at each other, and suddenly he was stunned.

"Young Master?"

Uncle Yun looked around and saw Zhang Yan daili, he couldn't help but mention his voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"ah?"

Zhang Yan was stunned and blinked before saying, "For some reason, when I looked at this Buddha statue, I felt inexplicably sad in my heart."

"Yeah?"

Uncle Yun looked up and glanced at the crying Buddha statue: "It's just that I've been disrepair and had cracks. This is what the clay-shaped Buddha statue is."

"Young Master, you are too sensitive."

He knew that his son had a deep connection with Buddha, and he would feel close to him whenever he went to a temple.

It's not surprising about this.

"Amitabha!"

Zhang Yan folded his hands together and bowed to the Buddha statue, with an unbearable look on his face: "No matter what, it is always bad for the Buddha statue to cry."

Uncle Yun shrugged and spoke indescribable ways: "Then wait, let's have someone come and practice this Buddha statue."

"Um."

Zhang Yan put down his hand, glanced around his eyes, and couldn't help but rub the corners of his eyebrows.

For some reason, it seemed that as soon as he entered this temple, a gloomy feeling arose in his heart.

“Someone has been here.”

Sun Hengxing was behind the two of them, but his eyesight was the strongest. He glanced at the altar and the dust on the ground and said, "It must have been a short time since we arrived."

"Young Master, Immortal Master."

Just at this moment, a guard from the caravan hurried into the hall and said, "There is an unreasonable Taoist priest in the backyard who owns a row of courtyards. It's okay for us to wait, but what should we do if the young masters and the others rest?"

"oh!"

Uncle Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go and take a look."

…………

When the three of them arrived in the backyard.

I saw a sloppy Taoist walking back and forth in the yard full of weeds, muttering constantly.

"It makes no sense!"

"This is clearly where the three Yin evil spirits condense. Even if Mingxiu's bald donkey disappears, the evil spirits shouldn't be gone?"

"Do I want to travel dozens of countries to find evil spirits in the territory of the Wutan Sect? Wutan Sect..., it is not a good place to go."

"But there is no Sanyin evil spirit, my magic power..."

"Fellow Taoist!"

While he was walking, a sound of kindness sounded from a distance.

Uncle Yun walked over with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that I would meet a fellow man here, so I'm so lucky!"

The sloppy Taoist in front of him was not tall, shorter than an ordinary person, with a head of feet, but a beard on his face, big ears as round as a pair of eyes, and his eyes as a bronze bell, giving him a terrifying look.

His aura is not obvious, making it difficult to distinguish the level of his cultivation, but it is just like this that it should not be underestimated.

Uncle Yun's cultivation has been perfected in Qi training, and even he can't see through the cultivation of the person who comes, so this person must be extraordinary.

"Um?"

When the sloppy Taoist looked up when he heard this, he was in a bad mood, but now he was interrupted repeatedly and his thoughts were even more gloomy.

But since the person who came is a cultivator and his cultivation is OK, he doesn't want to get angry casually.

Just a sound sank, and he said, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Zhang Yan, the country of Yuhua, meet the Taoist priest."

Zhang Yan took a step forward and bowed, "We are merchants who want to go to the Northern Wei Kingdom. We are stuck here because of the rain. We can live with the Taoist Priest in the same place. It is really our fate."

"merchant?"

The sloppy Taoist glanced at Zhang Yan, as if he was also surprised by his temperament. He paused and shook his head and said, "What a pity for Buddhist practice!"

Uncle Yun, who was standing beside him, was happy to hear this, and immediately felt close to him.

He also felt that Zhang Yan's practice of Buddhism was really a pity for being secretly beating the pearl.

"The Northern Wei Kingdom admires Buddhism, and Zhang Yanxin admires Buddhism, which is just right."

Zhang Yan didn't mind this and said, "I'm waiting for this to find a place to live with the Taoist priest."

"Wait a moment!"

The sloppy Taoist suddenly waved his hand, stopped Zhang Yan's words, and frowned and said, "You said, the Northern Wei Kingdom worshipped Buddhism?"

"good!"

Zhang Yan nodded.

"Not right!"

The sloppy Taoist turned his hand and a broken book appeared in his palm. He opened it casually, searching for something on it, and said, "I remember that the king and his wife of the Northern Wei Kingdom were obviously Taoist disciples, how could they worship Buddha?"

"this……"

Zhang Yan took a step forward and whispered: "As far as we know, the Northern Wei Dynasty worshipped Buddhism only started more than ten years ago. In the past, it was indeed worshipping Taoism."

"That's how it works!"

The sloppy Taoist paused his hands and looked dazed: "No wonder, the last time the people from the sect came here was twenty years ago, no wonder the records were wrong."

He put away the books and raised his head to look at the three of them. His eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

Then he said slowly: "Do you want a room to live in, right?"

“That’s right.”

Zhang Yan is worthy of being a handsome young man. Even though he is clearly a place without a master, he still honestly asks for instructions.

"It's okay to live."

The sloppy Taoist carried his hands on his back and said, "But until tomorrow, you must do something for me."

"this……"

Zhang Yan is an honest person and will not refuse other people's requests. He couldn't help but look hesitant when he heard this.
To be continued...