After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 137|Thousand-Hand Guanyin

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After confirming that the girl in front of me was indeed fine, and not only fine but also alive and kicking, I didn't wait long for the magic trick.

As soon as the magical method was gone, Qiao Wan closed her eyes, let her consciousness soak into the sea of ​​consciousness of the trumpet, and continued to do business.

And in the ghost market.

I didn’t expect to see Meng Canglang with such a terrifying scene: ...?

Fang Lingqing, who was following Meng Canglang, was completely stunned and stammered: "Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Cixian?!"

To be honest, Meng Canglang was not familiar with this Lu Cixian.

My impression of this fellow Daoist Lu basically came from those few encounters, as well as the earth-shattering words on the jade plaque that almost shocked the entire Huazuo Peak.

"The pig killed Xie Xingzhi", "Lu Cixian killed the pig".

In Meng Canglang's impression, although this fellow Daoist Lu was just a foundation builder, he had a tough mind and was a worthy person to befriend.

Until Chongde Ancient Garden quietly complained about being "cute", Canglang Sword Meng Canglang hesitated for a second, glanced at the pink jade bow on the young man's head, and decided to respect the man in front of him. A fellow Taoist Lu said calmly and politely: "Friend Lu Dao."

Looking at Fang Lingqing who looked horrified, Qiao Wan said:...

Fang Lingqing: Fuck! Is Lu Cixian really a broken sleeve? !

It’s over.

Too proud, Qiao Wan thought expressionlessly, her character collapsed.

Meng Canglang's eyes were a little confused, and there was also a sense of guilt for accidentally breaking someone else's secret. After a while, it turned into, "Even if Fellow Daoist Lu has different tastes, then it must be respected." Friend Lu’s personal preference."

Qiao Wan quickly reached out her hand and brushed off the little butterflies in her hair with a "hoo!"

The young man's expression was so calm and composed: "Fellow Daoist Meng, Friend Fang, long time no see!"

Wang Ruyi curiously took off the hairpin on his head, held it in his hand, and looked at Meng Canglang and Fang Lingqing: "Do you know this?"

Such a horrifying face suddenly jumped into his eyes. Meng Canglang was stunned and gently nodded: "This..."

He hesitated for a second: "Hello, girl."

Wang Ruyi smiled and said: "Don't be so polite, just call me Ruyi."

Meng Canglang looked as usual: "My surname is Meng."

Wang Ruyi: "Fellow Daoist Meng is also shopping?"

Meng Canglang nodded seriously: "Looking for the soul fragrance."

This unfamiliar term popped into my ears unexpectedly, Qiao Wan: "Soul fragrance?"

Fang Lingqing was in a daze, obviously still in the shock of "Lu Cixian is really a broken sleeve".

Qiao Wan took the initiative to ask, probably because she and Fang Lingqing formed a team at the last Dharma conference, and Meng Canglang didn't mean to hide it.

"Fellow Daoist Lu must also know the news about Watanaoka."

"The Watanabe flower only blooms from Zishi to Choushi every day. Xiaofang and I found out that there is a kind of 'soul fragrance'. If you wear it on your body, you can travel during this time. Then Xiaofang and I Come out and look for it.”

Meng Canglang said in a deep voice: "This ghost market... is too strange. Why don't you, fellow Taoist Lu, come with us? We disciples of the three religions may be able to avoid casualties by working together."

Qiao Wan raised her eyes and looked at Meng Canglang.

The man is handsome, calm and courteous. The most eye-catching thing is the giant sword carried on the young man's back. The sword body is like flowing waves, and the sword pattern is glowing with blue water, as if it can The sound of the waves can be heard.

The man in front of me is the favorite to win the Three Religions Conference, as long as the man in front of me is nothing else.

As the saying goes, many friends lead to many paths, and Qiao Wan naturally wanted them.

Wang Ruyi asked curiously: "Why are you all looking for Watanabe flowers?"

Thinking of the ghost bride next to her, Qiao Wan asked: "Ruyi, have you heard of the soul fragrance?"

The female corpse thought hard for a moment: "I have never heard of this."

Qiao Wan: "You said Yan Shiyuan kindly took you in?"

Wang Ruyi: "Boss Yan looks at me pitifully."

It is known that Wang Ruyi has been dead for hundreds of years, which means that Yan Shiyuan has also been in this ghost market for hundreds of years.

Noticing the change in Qiao Wan's expression, Meng Canglang asked, "Do you have a clue, fellow Taoist?"

Qiao Wan answered carefully: "I want to go back to the inn where I'm staying first. Maybe the owner of this inn knows something."

After making the decision, Qiao Wan pointed to the hairpins on the stall: "Boss, please wrap up this, this and this!"

After paying the money and stuffing the packed hairpin into Wang Ruyi's arms, Qiao Wan led Wang Ruyi and rushed back to the inn with Meng Canglang.

As soon as I stepped into the inn, I happened to bump into the guy in the store.

When they met Wang Ruyi's eyes, the waiter shivered all over and gasped in horror: "Ru... Miss Ruyi?!!"

Wang Ruyi waved friendly: "Xiao Shi."

This face, whether you look at it now or in the middle of the night, is really scary.

In particular, the other party was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a pair of delicate embroidered shoes. She looked like a scary female ghost from a story book.

The clerk was so frightened that after he came to his senses, he said with a sad face: "Girl Ruyi, didn't the boss say, don't just come out and scare people when you have nothing to do?"

Wang Ruyi tugged at his wrinkled face in dissatisfaction: "How could I come out and scare people? I have business to do. Is Boss Yan here?"

At this point, the waiter seemed to notice Qiao Wan and Meng Canglang behind Wang Ruyi.

"Fellow Taoist Lu? Who is this?"

Meng Canglang nodded politely: "My surname is Meng."

As for the name.

In such a strange place, not actively exposing one's information is the most basic life-saving operation.

The guy nodded in understanding.

Qiao Wan asked: "Is Boss Yan here?"

The waiter said: "It's in the kitchen. I'll call it for you right now."

After the waiter finished speaking, he walked to the kitchen. Qiao Wan found a table and sat down with Meng Canglang.

After a while, I saw Yan Shiyuan, stretching out his hands to wipe water on his clothes while rushing towards him.

"Friend Lu Dao? Ruyi?"

Yan Shiyuan asked with concern: "How did Fellow Daoist Lu sleep yesterday?"

Qiao Wan's face was paralyzed: "It's nice to sleep with her."

Yan Shiyuan:......

He turned to look at the guy.

The guy slapped his thigh: "I forgot! Hey! I forgot that girl Ruyi's house is there."

"Boss, you didn't know about this situation at that time. It was going to be ugly soon. Wasn't I panicking? I just found a room and stuffed Lu Daoyou in. I didn't expect that this was girl Ruyi's room." Guy. His expression was very sincere: "Friend Lu, I'm sorry."

Qiao Wan shook her head, looked at Yan Shiyuan, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Yan, I heard that you have been in this ghost market for hundreds of years. Have you ever heard of Soul Fragrance?"

"Soul fragrance?"

Yan Shiyuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Qiao Wan, Meng Canglang and Fang Lingqing, these two "strangers".

There are not many monks who go to the ghost market, but there are also quite a few.

When traveling in the world of cultivation, it is one of the most basic life-saving principles not to pry out other people's information casually.

"I have indeed heard of this soul fragrance."

Yan Shiyuan didn't ask Qiao Wan why he asked this, but only asked: "Are you looking for soul incense?"

Meng Canglang placed a few middle-grade spiritual stones on the table and said politely, "Sir, please enlighten me."

That’s it.

Yan Shiyuan was not vague at all. He collected the spirit stone generously, held it in his hand, wiped it patiently and carefully with the edge of his sleeve, turned to hand it to the man guarding behind him, and said: " Collected. ”

The waiter smiled and said: "Okay! Fellow Daoist Meng spent a lot of money, and our store can be renovated later."

Qiao Wan and Meng Canglang looked at each other.

This kind of upright businessman who loves spiritual stones, pays the money with one hand and delivers the goods with the other hand, is comfortable.

After putting away the spirit stone, Yan Shiyuan spoke.

Not stingy, basically everything that needs to be said has been explained.

"From the time of childishness to the time of ugliness, it is their fault. This fellow Lu Taoist must understand it deeply."

Qiao Wan: "Sir, please give me some advice."

"This soul incense is actually specially prepared for you monks who want to move around at this point. As long as you wear this incense on your body, the fragrance can temporarily cover the 'unknown' smell on your body."

In this room, Fang Lingqing finally recovered from the shock of "Lu Cixian turned out to be a real cut sleeve", took a deep look at Qiao Wan, then looked at Yan Shiyuan, and began to inquire about the business: "Mr. Do you know where I can get this fragrance?"

"It's in the temple not far to the south." Yan Shiyuan stretched out his hand and said solemnly: "There are Bodhisattvas in the temple. When you enter the temple, please put a stick of incense on your body. This is the soul incense."

"But you have to remember that this incense must be worn at all times and cannot be placed in a storage bag or extinguished."

"The most important thing is." Yan Shiyuan raised his head and said firmly: "Remember, you can't be greedy."

"I guess you are all disciples of some major sect." The fat middle-aged monk said with a serious look, "There are evil spirits here. Even if I have been here for hundreds of years, I still haven't figured them all out. . You juniors are young and have high cultivation, but you have to remember that even if your teacher gets to this place, you might be blamed here."

Qiao Wan bowed and saluted: "Junior, please remember your teacher's teachings."

After getting the information he wanted, Qiao Wan looked at Meng Canglang and Fang Lingqing and said seriously: "Xiaofang, Fellow Daoist Meng."

Fang Lingqing suddenly trembled and said warily: "Lu Cixian, please speak carefully and don't call me Xiaofang."

"You guys are going here?" Yan Shiyuan was stunned, as if he didn't expect that as soon as he finished his instructions, the little ones on the back legs couldn't wait to go and die.

"It's still early. I just stewed a pot of hot porridge back here. Why don't you fill up a bowl and drink it before you go?"

Meng Canglang shook his head and put down another spiritual stone: "Time is tight, so we won't bother you sir. But if you don't mind, sir, you might as well warm it up for us first, and then try it again after I and fellow Taoist Lu come back. Mr.'s craftsmanship."

Yan Shiyuan immediately beamed: "No trouble, no trouble."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wan suddenly felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

This **** ability.

Pull up his cuffs, Meng Canglang slightly nodded at Qiao Wan without realizing it: "Friend Lu, let's go."

As soon as Qiao Wan took two steps, Wang Ruyi's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait!!"

The female corpse tugged at the wedding dress and asked in a timid voice: "I...I want to go too, can you take me with you?"

Qiao Wan's eyes fell on the "girl", and the girl's shriveled eyes rolled, revealing a little cautious expectation.

Fang Lingqing and Meng Canglang were both stunned.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, took a step forward, and stretched out her hand: "Come here."

……

The temple is a mile away to the south.

Along the way, Qiao Wan also met many two or three disciples of the Third Religion one after another, and even met Liu Xinwen and two teenagers who had formed a team.

Liu Xinwen was also startled when he saw Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing: "Friend Lu, Taoist Fang?"

The disciples of the Three Religions next to them looked wary when they saw Qiao Wan and Wang Ruyi. When they saw Meng Canglang, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and agreed to go to the temple together almost without thinking. Please be fragrant.

Canglang Sword Meng Canglang, this is the famous gentleman's sword, and "Xie Xingzhi" are almost two shining walking signs. He will never cheat his teammates, and he will not be lenient when he is invited to join the team.

Among these three disciples, two are from Zhanyun Peak and one is from Fanxin Temple. They are both men. There are two people on Zhanyun Peak, one is tall and the other is short. The tall Taoist cultivator looks more elegant and his name is Zheng Changming. The short one’s name is Zheng Changqing. As for the one from Fanxin Temple, it’s called Zhixin.

We walked together all the way, and soon we arrived at the temple Yan Shiyuan mentioned.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Fang Lingqing looked up and looked around: "This temple is quite big."

Qiao Wan looked up and saw two red paint pillars depicting some light blue cloud patterns. The paint on the merit box was mottled and peeling off. The lights in the temple were shaking. The incense burner was filled with incense and the incense ash was piled thickly. A thick layer.

In the middle is a magnificent statue of Bodhisattva, about one foot high, covered with gold paint. His eyebrows are slender and his eyes are half-closed. There are thirty arms behind him, as round as lotus root arms, slender and smooth.

At first glance, he has plump muscles and bones, a smile on his face, and the clothes on his body seem to be moving in the wind.

It’s just like...

Alive.

Qiao Wan looked away and focused on the incense in the incense burner.

Meng Canglang whispered: "This should be the soul fragrance that Mr. Yan mentioned."

The short Zheng Changqing had a strange look on his face and urged: "What are you waiting for? Just take it and leave. There is something wrong with this temple..."

Especially this Bodhisattva, Zheng Changqing raised his head and glanced, his heart sank, and he silently touched the sword behind his back.

It looks a bit too evil, and there is this female ghost.

Zheng Changqing glanced at Wang Ruyi beside him.

Aware of the eyes coming from beside him, Wang Ruyi blinked in confusion.

Zheng Changqing:......

Qiao Wan felt nervous and her throat was a little dry.

She was obviously not the only one who had this idea. Meng Canglang also said: "Okay, take the soul incense and we will leave."

Remembering what Yan Shiyuan once said, Qiao Wan hesitated and said: "Mr. Yan said you can't be greedy."

Liu Xinwen whispered: "Then go get them one by one, each person only takes one."

To prevent accidents, when one person goes to get it, others will stand guard.

However, there was some disagreement about who should be the first to eat crabs. No one wanted to be the first to take the lead. In the end, Fang Lingqing stepped forward: "I will do it."

Although he volunteered on his own initiative, when he walked to the incense table, the young man couldn't help but panic a little. He licked the corners of his lips dryly and his heart was pounding.

As soon as I got closer to this Bodhisattva, this feeling became even more obvious.

Fang Lingqing took a breath and looked heavy.

Like a living person.

There seemed to be a living person standing in front of him, but this person was not breathing, or in other words, he was holding his breath.

At the moment when he calmed down and was about to reach out to pull out the incense, Fang Lingqing glanced out of the corner of his eye and his voice suddenly changed.

"What is this?!"

Qiao Wan: "What?"

Follow Fang Lingqing's gaze.

There are two red candles standing on the incense table. Behind the candles are several plates of fruit offerings. What attracted people's attention was still a plate of meat, which was blocked by the small tripod, so when they entered the temple, Qiao Wan and Meng Canglang didn't see it.

This plate of meat was neatly cut, of moderate thickness, and placed on the plate. There were still some blood lines on the meat.

When his eyes fell on this plate of meat, Zhixin's expression suddenly changed: "How can meat be offered in the temple?"

Qiao Wan had a sudden thought. Considering that the place they were in was a ghost market, some not-so-good associations suddenly appeared in her mind.

Obviously Fang Lingqing also had this idea. Looking at the plate of meat in front of him, his face immediately turned green.

However, he was the one who took the initiative to ask for the favor. At this point, he had no choice but to do it. When he was about to pull the incense, Fang Lingqing paused again, frowned and asked: "Do you want to pay homage?"

Do you want to worship?

Everyone present was stunned.

This Bodhisattva is so evil, and this plate of unknown meat slices is so weird no matter how you look at it! !

Zheng Changming frowned: "This temple... is a bit weird, so don't worship."

Fanxin Temple hesitated for a second: "There is no right way here. If you kneel down hastily, I'm afraid you will get into trouble."

Fang Lingqing: "If I don't worship, what if this Bodhisattva blames me?"

However, looking at this statue of a living Bodhisattva with a downcast smile, Fang Lingqing still didn't have the courage to kowtow.

What Fanxin Temple said is right.

Fang Lingqing took a deep breath.

There is no right way in this place, so don’t kneel down rashly and admit yourself to some evil god.

Wang Ruyi pulled Qiao Wan's sleeve and complained in a low voice: "Why does this look a bit like your sweetheart?"

When Fang Lingqing reached out to pick up the incense, everyone present felt their hearts tighten. Qiao Wan did not blink and held her breath.

But nothing happened.

A gust of night wind blew by, and the incense and candlelight in the temple swayed, casting twisted and dim shadows on the wall, and a faint smell of sesame oil floated in the air.

The Bodhisattva statue still maintains this posture, with its eyes half closed, the corners of its lips twitching in a smile, and its eyes calmly looking at the futon.

The incense in my hand was slightly warm, and there was nothing strange about it in my hand. The tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Fang Lingqing breathed a subtle sigh of relief. When she walked to Qiao Wan, she realized that her back The whole thing was soaked.

"It's done, I've finished it, you go ahead."

Everyone present, look at me and I look at you.

Zheng Changqing walked out first, put the whisk in his hand on his shoulder, followed Fang Lingqing's footsteps, and stepped forward to take a stick of incense.

The candle flickered slightly, opening up a strip of orange-red flame.

Qiao Wan's heart thumped for no reason and she blurted out: "Wait a minute."

Zheng Changqing turned around: "What?"

Qiao Wan glanced around the temple and said solemnly: "I feel something is not quite right."

Hearing what Qiao Wan said, Zheng Changqing immediately tensed up his face: "What's wrong?"

Fang Lingqing looked over: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Wan shook her head: "I can't tell you specifically."

This feels wrong. Qiao Wan frowned and glanced at the temple inch by inch.

My eyes fell on the eyes of this magnificent Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.

In the Bodhisattva's half-closed eyes, you can see some cyan pupils. These eyes seem to be alive, staring quietly at the high threshold.

I couldn’t tell what was going on, but I just had an ominous premonition in my heart, as if something was different from before they entered the temple.

Zheng Changqing was a little irritated: "This temple is too weird, so don't think so much about it, just take it and leave."

After saying that, he raised his hand and took off the stick of incense.

Seeing the stick of incense being pulled out, Qiao Wan's whole body shivered and her eyes turned cold.

This is not an illusion, something must be wrong.

The Bodhisattva in front of him half-closed his eyes, and his gaze fell on the carved window on the door. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked no different from when he first entered the temple.

What exactly went wrong?

Qiao Wan's heart beat two hundred yards faster, and her eyes walked around the Bodhisattva statue, searching quickly.

In that compartment, after taking the incense from Fanxin Temple, it was Zheng Changming's turn to take the incense.

Qiao Wan's eyes changed.

Under Qiao Wan's gaze, the Bodhisattva statue with half-downcast eyes reflected a ray of candlelight, which fell firmly on Qiao Wan's face.

Qiao Wan’s pupils suddenly shrank!

"Eyes!!"

What was wrong just now was the eyes!

"Eyes! The eyes are moving!" Qiao Wan shivered, and immediately grabbed Wang Ruyi, who was closest to her, and ran towards the door of the temple!

Roared: "Run!! Run!"

Fang Lingqing and Wang Ruyi were both stunned: "What?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thirty round and smooth arms of the Bodhisattva moved their fingertips, and each one formed a Buddha seal, turning like a wheel, pressing down one by one.

Zheng Changming, who was still holding the incense, was also stunned. However, the next second, before he could react, he was pulled up by the Bodhisattva statue.

Meng Canglang's expression suddenly changed, and Canglang's sword was immediately unsheathed.

The blue sword intent rolled towards the Bodhisattva statue like a roaring wave.

With a weird smile on the corners of the Bodhisattva's mouth, the dozens of arms parted the waves, and with all their strength, they immediately cut the man in his hands into two halves. The free hands reached into the disemboweled body. He dug hard inside the two halves of the body and took out the **** organs and placed them on the incense table.

At this moment, the offering fruit on the incense table suddenly changed. The bright red fruit in the small tripod suddenly turned into a human head floating up and down in the boiling water.

The head was completely burned, and the eyes were tightly closed.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Fang Lingqing's whole body went numb. Zheng Changming's blood splashed on his face. Fang Lingqing woke up as if from a dream, his heart was beating wildly, and he roared with grief and anger: "Human animal!"