Accompanied by the sunset and sunset, everyone enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Holy Mountain Temple.

If Jiangnan is a perfect match for the misty morning, then the sunset is tailor-made for this desert of the Western Regions.

The reddish-brown stone valley is beautiful under the fiery sunset, even the black shadows falling in the valley.

In other words, the rich black is originally the best color for this red gold fire.

When the sun went down, everyone who had seen the beautiful scenery returned to the temple.

At this time, there was a lot of commotion at the stupa at the back, and Wu Sha was seen walking in holding a box. Yin Hou and Tianzun on the side were muttering about something, and they kept talking without stopping.

The Demon King followed behind and shook his head, while the White Dragon King and the others were discussing "what to eat at night", "the peaches in the backyard are good" and so on.

Lin Yehuo and the others were also thinking about the Sacred Heart Scroll, and they all gathered around and asked, "Have you found it?"

The master nodded and pursed his lips at the box Shuri was holding carefully.

Huo Feng asked again in a low voice, "Is it not broken?"

He was also a little worried. After all, this thing was hidden in a golden melon before, and then it was kept in the urn for more than ten years. Don't break it.

A group of old men on the side all complained, "It's very good, thanks to your master."

Huofeng naturally knew that the old men were teasing him, so he pursed his lips and looked back at Zou Liang.

Zou Liang saw Lin Yehuo pouting at him, so he pouted at him too.

Huo Feng squinted his eyes and looked around. When he found that no one was paying attention, he stretched his head back.

Zou Liangliang understood and stretched out his head to hook his fingers.

Yin Hou and Tianzun both took a look, sighed, and patted Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang on the back with a "pop" sound.

The two of them were watching Master Wusha unpacking the box attentively, but suddenly they were hit, covering their backs and glaring at their master - why did you hit him?

Tianzun and Yin Hou rolled their eyes at them - learn from it!

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked confused - what to study?!

The master opened the box and tremblingly took out a scroll with a bit of dust inside.

In fact, this box is not Master's urn. It was prepared by Master Wusha himself. The scroll was just taken out from the urn and put directly into this box and held it.

Tianzun and Yin Hou both said, "There is dust on it, dust it off before opening it."

The master refused, "What ashes are you talking about? That's my master! You're not allowed to dust it!"

The master untied the scroll, and a puff of "ash" rose up.

Everyone quickly covered their mouths and noses, and some of the slower ones choked.

The master himself sneezed twice, and everyone was helpless - I guess the master was scolding his apprentice...

The master sneezed twice and his eyes suddenly turned red. He sniffed, handed the scroll to the demon king beside him, and hugged the box himself.

Yin Hou and Tianzun looked at the fat monk speechlessly - there is no point in killing you! Behind Master Wu Sha, the White Dragon King also began to wipe his eyes, probably thinking of his master Yan Xin.

Everyone squeezed the two old men with shallow eyes out and gathered around to look at the Sacred Heart Scroll of Demon King Shuri.

When he opened it, the Demon King frowned, and everyone else also stared blankly - What is this thing written on?

In the Sacred Heart Scroll, there are a lot of symbols that are densely packed and difficult to understand.

After studying for a while, everyone looked at Bai Yutang.

Tianzun also poked his disciple, "What does this say?"

The fifth master was also quite speechless. He counted the number of old men here and found that they were over a thousand years old in total. Why should you ask him anything?

The Demon King read it for a long time, but he still didn't understand it, but it was understandable. After all, it was the Sacred Heart Scroll known as the Heavenly Book. It was okay to understand it casually.

But since the sacred objects of the Holy Mountain Temple are back, let's put them away.

The Demon King rolled the scroll back up, tied it up, put it in the box, and handed it to Wu Sha.

Then the master was a little embarrassed - what should I do? Where to hide it? Or hide it back in the urn?

For a moment, the master ran out of ideas and looked at the others.

No one else cares, this is the treasure of your Holy Mountain Temple, just find a place to keep it by yourself.

Huo Feng approached his master and asked, "How about we hide back to the Grand Master?"

The master thought for a while, then simply raised his head and handed the box to his apprentice - since your grand master entrusted it to you, you might as well keep it.

Lin Yehuo took the Sacred Heart Scroll, holding the box and thinking - where to hide it? Should I hide it back to the original place, or hide it somewhere else?

Lin Yehuo still couldn't make up his mind, but the young monk from outside had already come in with dinner.

It's natural to eat vegetarian food in the temple. Recently, the master and a group of old men seem to be obsessed with vegetarian hot pot, and they have built several large pots to cook vegetables.

The vegetables are grown by the young monks of the Holy Mountain Temple themselves. Although the Western Region is barren, there is abundant groundwater, and the fruits and vegetables grown are extremely delicious.

Lin Yehuo took several young monks to the back mountain and picked many peaches back. Many varieties of peaches, many of which no one had ever seen before.

Huofeng sliced ​​peaches of various colors, then arranged them one by one into a circle of flowers, sprinkled some peach blossom jam and crushed ice, and served them as desserts to everyone.

This peach platter is particularly delicious, delicious and refreshing, and is a perfect match with the hot vegetarian hotpot.

After eating and drinking, everyone sat together on the corridor behind the Holy Mountain Temple and watched the night sky.

The moon is completely different from the one in the Central Plains. It's so big that you can even see the hills on the moon.

The little boy swayed his little feet, raised his face and waited...I wonder if he can see the little white rabbit raised by Chang'e.

Unlike the scorching heat during the day, the night suddenly cooled down. When the evening breeze in the valley picked up, Gongsun called for everyone to go back to their rooms and sleep.

Only then did everyone realize the benefits of sleeping in a cupboard. It was not only cold outside, but also noisy.

The juniors all sleep in one monk's room, and the old men sleep next door. As a result, there are not many people in a room.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang slept on the second floor of the cabinet on the left. Lin Yehuo and Zou Liang slept on the top floor of the cabinet on the right.

There are two sets of cabinets facing the door. Gongsun and Zhao Pu slept on the second floor of the cabinet on the left, and the children slept on the top floor of the cabinet on the right.

Yaoyao hung it on a high beam. The beam was even higher than the one in Miaomiao Tower. Yaoyao liked it.

The cabinet is a big one. Sitting in it is no big deal and your head can't touch the top at all.

After the fifth master entered, Zhan Zhao stretched out his head to close the cabinet door, stretched his body, and stretched his hands to barely reach the cabinet board on the upper floor.

Zhan Zhao crossed his legs and stretched out his head to touch the cabinet board, and found that there was still writing on it.

Zhan Zhao stretched out his head to pick up the candlestick and read the words on the cabinet board.

Fifth Master reminded him, "Don't set people's cabinets on fire."

Zhan Zhao said that he had just heard from the young monk in the temple that these cabinets were painted with potion and could not be lit easily.

As he spoke, he poked Bai Yutang, "Yutang, look what's written on it?"

Bai Yutang took a closer look and saw a line of childish handwriting, crookedly engraved - Huo Feng is the most handsome man in the world!

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other silently - Did Stinky Erfeng sleep in this cabinet when he was a child?

In the cabinet opposite, Zou Liang also found a line of writing under the cabinet - Huo Feng is the most beautiful man in the world!

Zou Liang glanced at Lin Yehuo, who was lying with his legs crossed and stretching, "Did you sleep here when you were a child?"

Huofeng took a glance.

Zou Liang pointed to the writing on the cabinet.

Huo Feng smiled slightly and rubbed his neck, "I have slept in every cabinet! Everything engraved on the cabinet is my experience that I have worked out for many years!"

Zou Liang looked at him suspiciously - you have been deducing this for many years?

Huo Feng glanced at him sideways - What are you doing? You can't do that?

Zou Liang raised his eyebrows slightly - who says it's not possible? What's there to argue about such an obvious thing?

Huofeng immediately smiled and moved inside, leaving the seat next to Zou Liang.

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In the next room, Yin Hou squinted and looked at the row of big words in the cabinet - Master asked me to face the wall and think about my mistakes. I did it! I failed! I thought about it! I am the smartest!

Yin Hou shook his head, opened the cabinet door and asked Wu Sha, "What's on the wall?"

Tianzun and Demon King also said that the cabinet is full of words, with rows of words engraved on them, all kinds of "I am the most handsome, I am the cutest..."

Master Wu Sha smiled and leaned on the counter to read the words, and asked, "Isn't my little Linzi so cute?"

All the old men were speechless, closed the cupboard door and went to sleep.

Tianzun and Yin Hou bunk down. Before getting up, Yin Hou winked at Tianzun.

Tianzun nodded, and the two of them seemed to have secretly planned something.

At first, everyone was still chatting with the cupboard door open, but when it got a little late, the mountain wind in the stone valley started to blow. The wind whined loudly, and everyone thought about the height of the Holy Mountain Temple, and they all felt a little confused - yes

Won't it be blown down?

But when I closed the cabinet door, miraculously, no sound from outside could be heard.
To be continued...