I heard that the underworld judge has a crush on me

Chapter 20 Ancient Monk

Nancheng Temple is located above the mountains and waterfalls, the environment is quiet, there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going, and the fireworks are lingering, creating a rather peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Lin Xiangnan and Chu Yunxian climbed up the stairs, avoiding the main hall full of tourists, and instead found a secluded path.The two walked through the gurgling stream in the mountains, and wanted to enjoy the scenery in the mountains, but they saw a simple temple in a bamboo forest.

Different from the majestic style of the main hall, the roof of this temple is even covered with straw for rain protection, and the door is surrounded by a few tattered logs, just like a dilapidated building.

"This one also belongs to Nancheng Temple?" Lin Xiangnan looked up and down in shock, "They shouldn't be short of incense money, right? Why is this place so poor?"

Chu Yunxian didn't think so. If someone who is good at Fengshui and gossip comes here, he will find that although the temple looks simple, it actually has hidden secrets, and even the placement of the stones in front of the gate has its own purpose.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Lin Xiangnan turned around and asked him.

Chu Yunxian nodded, stepped up and walked in front of Lin Xiangnan, and said with a little worry: "I don't think it's that simple here, so be careful and don't walk around after me."

After the previous incident on the train, Lin Xiangnan already had a full understanding of his strength. Even though he felt that it was shameful for a macho man to hide behind others, in order not to cause trouble for Chu Yunxian, he had no choice but to restrain his temper. Obediently followed behind him.

The two slowly approached the temple, and found a few large characters written with a brush on the wooden board: Kanli Temple.

Different from the dilapidated image of this temple, the three characters of "Kanli Temple" are sharp and vigorous, and the strokes are full of chic and unrestrained. Just looking at it makes people feel endless pride surging in their chests.

"Come to offer incense?" An old voice came from behind the door.

Lin Xiangnan was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice. He was about to blurt out a dirty word, but after thinking about where this place was, he forcibly choked back the words.

Chu Yunxian took a step forward and said softly, "Yes. We happened to pass by here and wanted to go in and have a look."

With a "squeak", the dilapidated wooden door was opened from the inside, and a shaved old monk poked his head out from behind the door. When he saw Chu Yunxian, he paused for a moment, and then looked at it inexplicably. The two glanced at each other and said sideways, "Come in."

Different from the dilapidated appearance, the interior of this temple has been beautifully repaired. There is a solid wood altar in the center. There is no Buddha statue that should be enshrined, but a portrait with vaguely drawn A back, looks extraordinarily empty.

Correspondingly, although the incense burner used for worship under the altar has been wiped clean, it is not difficult to see the cold white ash in the burner - no one has come here to offer incense for a long time.

"No one has been here for a long time." The old monk followed behind them, looking at the portrait in the Buddhist altar, his eyelids drooped slightly due to aging, covering the cloudy eyes full of regretful exclamation: "The incense in Kanli Hall has been cut off for many years."

Lin Xiangnan stared at the portrait on the altar for a long time, and after the old monk finished speaking, he asked, "Which priest is enshrined here?"

The old monk said, "Priest Kanli."

Seeing the blank eyes of the two, the old monk was not surprised. After coughing twice, he slowly explained to them: "It's normal that you haven't heard of him. In fact, there are very few people in this world who know his existence. Pitiful."

The old monk's old voice echoed in the empty temple, as if he could easily draw people into the story: "It is said that in ancient times, the gods performed their own duties, and the priest Kanli was in charge of the water and fire in the world, and was deeply loved by the people. Later, when the world suffered a catastrophe, the priests came to the world, and only then did they save the people from the fire and water."

"And my ancestors were rescued by priest Kanli."

"In order to repay his kindness, our family built a temple for him and worshiped him as monks from generation to generation."

"Being a monk for generations..." Hearing this, Chu Yunxian seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at the old monk in surprise: "Are you a descendant of the Zhu family?"

The old man also looked a little surprised: "Do you know that we wish the family?"

When Chu Yunxian was in the underworld, he heard other people say that there is a Zhu family who is proficient in formations and gossip in the mortal world, and their most distinctive feature is that there will always be a monk from generation to generation.

"En." He nodded and said, "I heard someone mention that members of your family are very good at formations."

As he said that, Chu Yunxian suddenly remembered the formation that summoned the undead in Zhang Xiyin's room. Been struggling with this for a long time.

"Maybe..." He tentatively said, "Can I ask you something about the formation?"

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Over there, Chu Yunxian discussed formations with the old monk. Lin Xiangnan saw that they were full of professional terms that he didn't understand, so he moved away wisely, took out the incense that he bought at the door, and walked to the altar, thinking Give this "Kanli Priest" a stick of incense.

But when he got closer, his attention was drawn to the painting again.

Just after entering the palace, Lin Xiangnan has been looking at that portrait for no other reason than that whenever he looks at the back, he feels a strong sense of familiarity.

It was the back of a man - the painter had a very high attainment in painting, with only a few strokes on the paper, and no extra color embellishments, only black and white, he easily reflected the chicness of the man in the painting.

But not to mention the authenticity of this legend, even if "Kanli Priest" does exist, with Lin Xiangnan's age and experience, it is absolutely impossible to have any intersection with him - where does this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from? ?

It's not Lin Xiangnan's style to be too horny, so he only struggled for a while, then decisively put the matter aside, lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

White smoke rose slowly, and finally there was some people in the deserted temple. Lin Xiangnan looked at the portrait. The censer on the altar was so clean that it could almost reflect the silhouette of a person. It looked far better than the dusty and dirty one in the main hall. Xi's incense burner.Lin Xiangnan glanced at the old monk who was exchanging formations with Chu Yunxian from the corner of his eye, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

Although the main hall is full of incense, most of the passers-by have plans. If there is a more efficacious existence, most of them will turn to enshrine the priest's temple.

Although the temples here are simple and there are few believers, there are still people who are willing to stay here for decades and accompany the blue lanterns of the ancient temple all day long, just to repay the kindness of the year.

Compared with coming here for fame, sharing weal and woe is more hard-won.