Chapter 28 Wooden Demon

Grandma coughed a few more times, as if she wanted to cough cleanly. The coughing slowly stopped, and Grandma's old voice sounded in this quiet wilderness.

Three hundred years ago, there was no Lanruo Temple here, but a poplar forest. It was just one of them. Later, a group of people cut down day and night and built the Lanruo Temple with our bodies. The old man was in good health and happened to be next to the temple. He didn't cut it and turned it into a purlin beam and pillar, and survived.

Some monks began to bury people dead under this tree, but they didn't know how they died, but they were a little hideous.

At that time, Laozi got blood from some dead people and began to grow up very much, and even had his own ideas unknowingly.

Decades later, this place has become a chasm, and many people who are unwilling to leave or who cannot leave are guarded here.

At that time, all the monks in the temple wanted to cut off their bodies and remove the many ghosts.

But at that time, I had some ability to protect myself and protect them, like protecting the crows on my head, they called me grandma.

They always wanted to enter the temple, but the Buddha's light was too strong until one day, the morning bell and mute drum that had been heard for a hundred years suddenly disappeared, and the monks all left, not because of ghosts, but because someone had built a bigger and better road.

They were so happy that they rushed into the temple and killed the remaining monks. Although so many years have passed, I no longer know who they hate?

Actually, I think the sutras taught by those monks also have some truths, although I don’t quite understand the truth of human beings.

The cycle of cause and effect, and there are rules here, like humans. I don’t allow them to leave Lanruo Temple. I use my roots to tightly wrap around them.But I feel that the longer they stay, the more turbid they become. Only Xiaoqian is still so clear, which is really rare.I have tried my best to help them, sucking the essence and blood they have obtained from others, but it is useless, and it is useless at all. Maybe only a little bit, but I have already done my best.

Xiaoqian widened her eyes. Grandma sucked the essence and blood obtained by the ghosts. She didn't want to be afraid of anything, but she didn't expect it was because of this.

Tears slid from her eyes, and she seemed to understand where her grandmother's love for her came from.

Xu Xian listened quietly to the self-report of an old tree. Even in his quiet state at this moment, his heart was mixed. The hundred years passed by, so what did he do?

Is it right or wrong to evaluate the demon's Tao based on human Tao?

Do the way for heaven, do the way for heaven, which heaven is heaven, and whose way is the way?

All kinds of problems are temporarily entangled.

But a voice in my heart said, I am just a mortal!

Since you are just a mortal, you can only follow the human world and do what you should do.

Thinking of this, that wonderful mental state slowly disappeared.

Yàn Chixia couldn't help but sigh. He was in charge of human affairs, but he was too lazy to care about monsters and monsters. Isn't this the reason?

It is most legitimate to use human principles to kill people, but if this principle is improper to all living beings, it will be insufficient.

Grandma turned around, took out a few golden pebbles from the hole of the poplar tree, coughed heavily, then waved her hand, and a few crows flew down the tree, picked up the pebbles and flew towards Nie Xiaoqian, and placed them in Xiaoqian's hand.

I stood on my grandma's shoulder, as if I was in love, but my grandma just waved her hand and said: Let's go, let's go!

Xiaoqian looked at the stones in her hand and exclaimed: Relics?

Grandma suppressed her cough and said: This is found in the Buddha statue in the Talin forest in the temple. Didn’t you hide one secretly at that time?Cough cough, there are only a few left, now it’s all yours.Cough cough cough!

Xiaoqian was shocked. She thought that no one knew about things, but grandma always knew that it was with that relic that she could have her current cultivation.

As several relics were taken out, grandma's cough became even more powerful, and the huge poplar tree behind her was herself.

There was a crackling sound, and the old wrinkled bark began to crack, and dirty and smelly blood was gushing out. The wrinkles on the old man's face in front of him also began to crack, and blood was flowing down. The old face looked even more ferocious and terrifying, but the old man's expression was extremely calm.

Mr. Xu, your true fire has been ready for a long time!Come and burn it, and you will be clean.After grandma finished speaking, she stepped back into the tree, and there seemed to be a calm face on the wrinkled bark, staring at all.

don't want!Xiaoqian exclaimed and grabbed Xu Xian's hand, begging: Please, don't.Even the sorrowful and sad beautiful face may even be moved by the stern and heartless person.

But Xu Xian just looked at her deeply and said: You don’t understand.He shook her hand away and strode forward, with golden flames ignited on his hand.

Xiaoqian knelt down powerlessly and asked herself why this happened. She just wanted to leave.

Why can’t I understand someone who cares about me? Just because she is a tree that doesn’t know how to express her feelings in human ways?

Or I have only seen myself.

The golden flame began to spread on the trunks. The burning tree stretched out countless branches to grab the ghost fire and pulled it into the fire. The ghosts exclaimed and cursed. Grandma laughed and said: You laughed every day, but you were not happy every day. What is the difference between this world and hell for you?It’s better to go with the old man!

Some ghost fires calmed down, waiting quietly for the arrival of the golden flames, while others struggled hard, but under the insistence of an old tree, the struggle had no effect.

Everyone retreated far away, and a golden torch lit up on the hills to shine through the darkness.

The ruthless flame burned gloriously until everything burned out.

Xiaoqian held the relics in her hand tightly, her mind was blank, and she forgot to think.

That night, the fires soared into the sky and shone for dozens of miles.

Afterwards, Xu Xian asked Yàn Chixia, why did the tree demon choose such a result?

Yàn Chixia said that the old tree sucked too much dirty blood, and essence and blood were beneficial to monsters, but just like applying too much fertilizer, it would burn the plants and trees, too much indigestion of essence and blood has already caused fatal damage to it.

It is just that purifying the surrounding environment is its innate instinct, which cannot be erased even if it is cultivated into a human form.

If it weren't for the constant relic consumption suppression, the life span would have been exhausted long ago.

By the way, evil ghosts and evil demons cannot use the power of relics, but they are just a tree. What humans call good and evil is a joke to it.

Xu Xian had a strange feeling at that time, but he didn't know how to describe it. It took him a long time to understand that it was also Tao, the Tao that a tree insisted on, his own.

Ning Caichen was very surprised to see the two of them coming back. He was shocked even when he shouted for killing outside the house. A few little ghosts, Yasha, broke in, but fortunately, the sword bag left by Chixia protected him.

Xiaoqian's corpse was burned in the fire, but Xiaoqian said that the bondage had disappeared and she could finally leave here, but she was not as happy as she thought.

If you have a few relics, you don’t have to worry about the yang energy anymore. She can also use the power of relics.

But Xiaoqian said that there is nothing to do anyway, so I’ll go to Hangzhou with you to have a look.

After a series of fighting, everyone was sleepless. Before dawn, they set off to leave Lanruo Temple. Only Chixia stayed and said that some things had not been completed.

Xu Xian walked to a hill, and turned around and could see the hill that last night. The power of the sun's true fire completely turned the towering tree into ashes, leaving only a piece of white ground.

But when no one knows, a seed is buried deep underground, waiting for winter to come and spring to come. A certain spring rain awakens it and starts another life.

No one knows whether there will be another grandma and another Lanruo Temple.

But Xu Xian knew that at least there would be no other Nie Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian hid in Xu Xian's slightly yellow jade. Xu Xian saw her give her the jade to herself with her own eyes, then floated in, and also entrusted him with the relics to keep.

Ghosts know why it is not Ning Caichen but himself. Uh, maybe only ghosts know that Xu Xian had thought of giving the jade to Ning Caichen.

But he didn't do this in the end. Since he was free, why bother to let her be trapped in such a specious story, and he was not qualified to make any choice for her.

Although he had a little evil thought, Xu Xian didn't think he would have any future with Nie Xiaoqian.

Whether it is different from humans and ghosts, or no matter how, I don’t have the ability to make a woman fall in love at first sight. Maybe that guy in Hangzhou has it!

And I don’t know how far in the future, there is still a woman waiting for her, ready to start another story?

But should I trap her with a story?

Perhaps because of my arrival, the story is no longer a story, at least it is no longer the original story.

Let's go, Chinese.Ning Caichen greeted loudly. In just two days, Lanruo Temple brought the relationship between them a lot closer. Perhaps because they were able to go home soon, there was also a sense of joy on their usual serious faces.

Then Xu Xian touched the ancient jade in his arms and said, "Let's go."He chased Ning Caichen.

The villagers near Lanruo Temple did not dare to go out until dawn. The shocking shouts and dazzling fire last night really scared many people.

In the village, there are ghosts in Lanruo Temple, and no one wants to go on weekdays.

Later, the brave and good-hearted man went over and found that the surprisingly large poplar tree on the treacherous grave was burned out with a fire, and there was no residue left.

In addition to the golden light shining in Lanruo Temple that night, it was rumored in the countryside that the Buddha was collecting monsters. Some people also vividly talked about how the Vajra Arhats fought against monsters, and claimed that they had seen it with their own eyes. Some people didn't believe it. The man immediately blushed and swore: If there was a half-word, he would have no anus for giving birth to a child.

Three days later, the head of the Jinhua County Magistrate was removed, and many people secretly applauded, and the cruel official finally got the end.

This incident was combined with the fire in Lanruo Temple. It is said that when the Buddha collected the monsters, he saw that there was a demon in Jinhua City who committed a crime, so he took it away.

All the rumors are becoming increasingly mysterious and bizarre, but Lanruo Temple has become famous instead. There are also monks who go back to preach the Dharma and burn incense and worship. This is all a story later.

Xu Xian heard this but knew what Chixia was doing these days when she came out. Unlike ordinary people in the world who were angry and killed, she still liked to be a hero and righteous person to act as a righteous person.

These real swordsman thought carefully every time he killed and had to collect information.

Only when it is really time to kill will you use the sword in your hand to take the head of the neck and never kill a person.

Their names are destined to be unknown, and their deeds are destined to be buried in the dust of history, but who cares?

There were two chants with Qin accents echoing in my ears.

Even if the dead man is fragrant, he will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world.