Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 1648: A blue lantern with ancient Buddha (2)

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Chapter 1648 A blue lantern with ancient Buddha (2)

Song Yiyang went to the head of his grandfather Shenwujiao and heard something interesting to him.

The spies are here to report that in the capital of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, there has been someone suspected of summoning a group of beasts.

The grandfather and the emperor both wanted to let people find out.

His peach blossom eyes were shining, with a hint of interest, and he reported that he would bravely go to Xiaoyue Dynasty.

Go and go. He does things as he wants. He sets off on the same day and does not bring anyone. The only son Xu Yuan was forced to send by his grandfather.

Dongchen Kingdom is far away from Xiaoyue Dynasty, and there is a sunset mountain range in the middle as a natural barrier. It can be said that there is no river water between the two countries.

"His Royal Highness, after passing this border city, the territory of Xiaoyue Dynasty is ahead."

When night fell, two figures appeared outside the mountains. Looking from a distance, a barren border town appeared in sight.

"Strange, why don't they light up the lights?"

Xu Yuan frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

The sky is dark, and only a bright moon hangs in the starry sky, illuminating the whole earth.

There are residents in the city over there, about a few hundred people, but it's dark, with no light at all, and it looks a little strange.

Song Yiyang hooked up the corner of his mouth, raised the end of his eyes, and said: "It seems a bit interesting, go, go and take a look."

The city gate was in disrepair for a long time, without guards, and the wind was creaking.

Two figures walked in slowly.

Most of the city is still earthen huts, very poor, but not long before, there is an inn with lanterns hanging in front of the inn.

This kind of lantern is usually lit at night, but it is not lit tonight, and the door of the inn is closed, not like doing business.

"Your Highness, there is no ash on the door."

Xu Yuan touched the door and said.

Song Yiyang nodded lightly. It seems that there is no business today, or that the door is open during the day but not at night.

"You have not been to Xiaoyue Dynasty once, is this also the case?"

He asked.

Xu Yuan said: "The last time I came was in daylight. Although it was a bit poor here, people can be seen everywhere, unlike now, the doors of households are closed."

Boom!

Song Yiyang stepped forward and knocked on the door of the inn a few times.

There was no movement inside, and naturally no one came to open the door.

"Boom!"

With a hard kick, the door kicked open to Song Yiyang. He patted the ashes stained on the corners of his robe and walked in gracefully.

Xu Yuan followed and looked around warily.

"Huh?"

Song Yiyang squinted his eyes.

Even though it was dark all around, his eyes were good. He saw the shopkeeper and the two buddies lying on the table and sleeping, breathing smoothly.

It is strange that none of the three of them wake up with such a big movement.

Xu Yuan went up to check, and came back after a while: "They were neither poisoned nor drugged, but simply fell asleep and entered a state of deep sleep."

So the door was kicked and broken, and several people were still sleeping soundly.

But this is even more weird.

"Let's go."

Since I can’t see anything, what else is there to look good.

Song Yiyang took out a piece of gold from the storage ring and threw it on the counter at will. It was regarded as compensation for kicking the door.

Next, he asked Xu Yuan to go to other households to see if this was the case.

Looking at the son of Xuyuan Tangtang, sneaking into and out of other people's bedrooms like the Flower Thief, Song Yiyang rubbed his chin and laughed in evil interest.

"Your Highness, it's the same situation."

Xu Yuan's face is stern, not very happy.

"In other words, the entire border town, nearly a thousand people, fell into a deep sleep state at the same time."

Song Yiyang thoughtfully.

At this moment, white mist appeared in the air, and lights suddenly lit up in the direction of Xiaoyue Dynasty outside the city, and a building was looming in the dark night.

The beautiful brows frowned slightly, Song Yiyang closed his eyes and listened for a while, his blood-red lips moved slightly:

"Sanskrit."

"Sanskrit? His Highness means, is that a temple?"

Xu Yuan said in confusion: "But why don't I remember there is a temple over there? Didn't I notice it before?"

"Pretend to be a fool, but I have to see what's going on."

Song Yiyang strode up, wearing a red dress under the thick fog of night, coquettishly glowing.

As they approached, a red wall and green tiles, a somewhat simple temple appeared in front of the two of them.

The gate of the temple was open. Song Yiyang looked up and the temple's name was on the plaque.

"Anonymous Temple."

"Amitabha Buddha, two benefactors, but want to stay overnight?"

At this moment, an elderly monk walked out with a stick stick. His eyebrows were gray and his eyebrows were kind and kind, which easily made people feel good.

He seems to have no cultivation base at all, just like a most ordinary mortal.

But the more so, the more alarming it is.

"No..."

Xu Yuan was about to refuse, and Song Yiyang stepped in.

"Yes, the two of us want to spend the night, so it should be convenient for your temple."

He looked around leisurely. Wherever he saw his eyes, although the lights were bright, there was no one, and he was so empty that he could hear the echo.

"It is natural and convenient. The two are destined to the Buddha. Today, the two are staying overnight, and arrangements have been made. Come with the old monk."

The old monk crouched and moved slowly, leading Song Yiyang and Xu Yuan to the pilgrim's hut.

"Why are you only the old monk in such a big temple?"

Song Yiyang asked casually.

"The small temple with no name can not accommodate other big Buddhas, and the Buddha Dharma is boundless. It is enough for the old monk to guard the temple alone."

The old monk said slowly.

In a short while, I arrived at the squatter.

"The donors will be here for one night, and they will leave after dawn."

"Thank you, Master."

Xu Yuan bent over.

The old monk laughed and looked at Song Yiyang more. Then he walked back with the stick. He moved very slowly, just like a dead old man.

"His Royal Highness, there are weirdness everywhere here, we must be more careful. Last time I came, I remember very clearly that I did not see this temple, but the temple is quaint, not like the recent two. It was built only 20 years ago."

Close the door, Xu Yuan frowned and said.

He felt that the old monk must also have a problem, and the temple led them both in without asking. Maybe it had another purpose.

"What are you afraid of? Soldiers are here to cover the water and earth."

Song Yiyang took a seat on the rudimentary tukang and began to practice pranayama.

It's useless for Xu Yuan to be in a hurry. After all, the old monk didn't do anything. He just guessed that the old monk had a problem, so he couldn't tie him up to torture him.

He couldn't settle down, but Song Yiyang breathed calmly while meditating, and soon entered a state of cultivation, with nothing left.

One night passed very quickly, and the East was white.

Nothing happened this night.

Song Yiyang slowly opened his eyes, got up, opened the door, and walked out.