Just as Xin Han was sitting on the sofa drinking tea and chatting with Lu Miaozi, while enjoying Wanwan's massage service, Yu Wenhe, who was responsible for observing the situation with a telescope, suddenly whispered: "Master, is there any situation at the foot of the mountain?"

When Xin Han heard that there was something, he immediately became energetic. He took the telescope and saw a funeral team of hundreds of people coming down from the foot of the mountain in the distance.

However, Xin Han saw that there was a big problem, because the normal funeral team carried coffins, and today the team at the foot of the mountain was carrying more than a dozen huge coffins.

Each coffin is two or three times the size of an ordinary coffin, which looks extremely unusual.

This situation also made the wise guest of Jingnian Zen Temple alert.

There were three monks at the foot of the mountain to dissuade believers. At this time, a gentle monk walked up and folded his hands together: "I wonder, what are you going to go up the mountain?"

A large man stood up from the funeral procession. The man was tall and tall, with tall cheekbones and did not look like a Han Chinese in the Central Plains. He only heard him say in a muffled voice: "You are blind, you can't tell it so obvious. Carrying a coffin into the mountain, isn't you buried? Is it because you're sending a bed to you?"

Although his voice was like a rash man, his words were extremely vicious.

This monk is always kind to others, and he is in contact with good men and women. He has never experienced such humiliation, and his face suddenly flushed.

Another guest hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "This donor is so rude. My senior brother treats him with courtesy, but how do you speak ill of evil words!"

The man called out, "Am I wrong? These dozens of coffins are so obvious, they must have gone to the mountain to attend the funeral. Isn't this a question? Don't say you are scolding you, if you are making noise, will grandpa see his big fist? "

Seeing him like this, the three monks suddenly showed an atmosphere on their faces. At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper appeared in the team. He stepped forward and stopped the man quickly, and then bowed to the three monks who were aware of the guests and said:

"Three masters, we are going to the mountain to attend the funeral. This is my guardhouse. I am used to being rough and not to have the same knowledge as him!"

The gentle monk before said, "This donor, I am not hiding it. Something happened in my temple today. Several guardians in the temple told me that the mountain was closed on the day of the day, no one was allowed to enter the temple. Look at this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rash man shouted and cursed, "This mountain is not from your Jingnian Zen Temple. Could it be that you should stop someone from being buried? Do you really treat yourself as the king of heaven?"

"You..." The monk said yi, but he couldn't continue. There was no reason to stop him from being buried. It was just that today was an extraordinary day. The team in front of him was full of strangeness, which was really OK.

The monk also became more careful and knew that if he had become stiff, he would suffer a loss when he had a conflict. He immediately changed his strategy and inquired: "But I don't know why there are so many coffins. Have you ever chosen a blessed land?"

The man replied, "The people in these coffins are all my guardians in the hospital. They encountered bandits and bandits. In order to protect the master's family, they were killed in the battle. As for the place where they were buried, they had to look for Mr. Yin and Yang, so they chose Luoyanpo in the south."

After climbing the mountain road from Luoyanpo, after walking halfway through Luoyanpo, he would take another fork to turn to the south slope and would not go to the direction of Jingnian Zen Temple.

The monk nodded, gave a wink at the other two guests, and said to the man: "I have been disturbed for so much, please forgive me. Dear donors, please go up the mountain, don't miss the auspicious time for burial."

He said, dodging the road and the funeral team left.

The middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper clasped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you so much for Master." He turned around, and a successful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He waved his hand and drank, "Go up the mountain!"

The funeral procession was far away, and the monk hurriedly ordered his two junior brothers to say, "You are here to wait, I will go back to the temple to report."

Both monks felt that this method was safe and nodded immediately.

This monk's practical light skills ran towards the Zen temple from a steep path.

At this time, on the high side of the mountain, Lu Miaozi shook her head and said, "Hey, there is obviously something wrong with that team!"

Everyone else nodded in agreement with his judgment.

Let’s talk about the middle-aged man who was close to the road and quickly returned to the Zen temple. The funeral procession was very slow and had not yet reached the mountainside.

The monk Zhigu rewarded the situation and the four great guardians of the Dharma and the Zen Master Lekong. Lekong practiced the meditation skills and could not speak. He saw him, and he did not make a sound, and he nodded to Buchen, which meant that he would make Buchen take charge.

Buchen pondered for a moment and said, "The funeral team is strange. There are 80% problems. I send my disciples to monitor them. Luoyanpo and the Zen Temple are hundreds of feet apart. If they really turn halfway, they don't have to pay attention to it when they go to Luoyanpo. But if they really come to the Zen Temple, they will send a signal to let the disciples in the temple block them halfway!"

Lekong stopped practicing and nodded, and he also thought this method was the safest, and the other three guardians also nodded in agreement.

Openly and secretly, many people observed the situation of the funeral team, and felt that the team was full of suspicion, but they couldn't believe it. These people were just making trouble in Jingnian Zen Temple.

Unexpectedly, the funeral procession of hundreds of people turned to the south when they reached the fork in the mountainside. As they said, the destination was Luoyanpo.

The Zen temple disciples who were secretly surveillance couldn't help but feel relieved when they saw this scene, and stopped following them. They only stayed at the forks of the road. If these people wanted to be unfavorable to the Zen temple, only this place could lead to the Zen temple.

Xin Han, Lu Miaozi and others looked at Yi Ji with a telescope on the high Dufeng. Wanwan said, "Strange, what exactly do they want to do?"

Lu Miaozi and Xin Han were also confused and couldn't tell me.

The team of hundreds of people carried more than a dozen giant coffins and went up Luoyanpo with difficulty, but did not dig a hole and smash it immediately, but looked at the Jingnian Chan Temple opposite.

Luoyanpo is relatively high in the terrain of Jingnian Zen Temple, with a drop of more than ten feet and hundreds of feet apart. The strong man who was previously said to be a guardian suddenly laughed and said, "These monks should have such a disaster in their destiny. Yan Shuai is really a good idea. Brothers, open the coffin and take action!"

With his order, more than a dozen giant coffins were opened in an instant, and these men carrying the coffin took out the things they had prepared in advance from the coffin.

Xin Han could see clearly through the telescope and saw that the things that those people took out from the coffin were like birds, crows, and magpies, but they all looked like they were made of bamboo strips and they didn't know what they could do.

Unexpectedly, Lu Miaozi was indeed shocked and said in a shock: "It turned out to be the Divine Fire Flying Crow... I understand, is the person behind this really a good method?"

When Xin Han saw that Lu Miaozi recognized this matter, he immediately asked, "Old Lu, what is the Divine Fire Flying Crow? I think you seem to be shocked?" It will be continued.

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