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

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 came to report that in the capital of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, there had been people suspected of summoning a group of beasts.

Both grandfather and father 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.

He went as he pleased. He did everything he wanted. He set off on the same day and didn't bring anyone. The only son Xu Yuan was forced to send by his grandfather.

The Dongchen Kingdom is far away from the 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, somewhat puzzled.

The sky was dark, and only a bright moon hung in the starry sky, illuminating the entire earth.

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

Song Yiyang hooked 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 looking, but not long after walking, there is an inn with lanterns hanging in front of the inn.

This kind of lantern is usually on 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 ashes on the door."

Xu Yuan touched the door and said.

Song Yiyang nodded lightly. It seemed that there was no business today, or that the door was opened during the day but not at night.

"You haven't been to Xiaoyue Dynasty once, is this also the case?"

he asks.

Xu Yuan said: "The last time I came here was in daylight. Although it is a little poorer 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 dust on the corners of his robe and walked in gracefully.

Xu Yuan followed behind and looked around warily.

"what?"

Song Yiyang squinted his eyes.

Even though it was dark all around, his eyes were good. He saw the shopkeeper and the two buddies all 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 returned after a while: "They were neither poisoned nor drugged, they were simply 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 there is nothing to see, then there is nothing to watch.

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 the bad door.

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

Seeing the son of Xu Yuantangtang, sneaking into and out of other people's bedrooms like the Flower Thief, Song Yiyang rubbed his chin and smiled wickedly.

"His Royal Highness, it's the same situation."

Xu Yuan was 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.

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

"Sanskrit."

"Sanskrit? His Highness meant that it was 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?"

"Pretending to be a fool, I'll have to see what's going on."

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

Approaching, a red wall and green tile, a temple with a sense of simplicity appeared in front of the two of them.

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

"Anonymous Temple."

"Amitabha, two benefactors, but want to spend the night?"

At this time, an elderly monk walked out with a stick sticking his meditation stick. His eyebrows were gray and his eyebrows were kind and kind, which 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.

"Do not……"

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, where the eyes were brightly lit, but 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 already been made. Come with the old monk."

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

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

Song Yiyang asked casually.

"The small temple with no name can't accommodate other big Buddhas. The Dharma is boundless, and the old monk guards the temple alone, which is enough."

The old monk said slowly.

After a while, he 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 and said.

The old monk laughed and looked at Song Yiyang more, then walked back with the stick on his stick. He moved very slowly, just like a dying old man.

"His Royal Highness, there are weird 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 old and simple, not like it was built in the past two years. of."

Closing 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 come to cover the water and earth."

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

It's useless for Xu Yuan to be in a hurry. After all, the old monk didn't do anything. He just guessed that there was something wrong with the old monk, so he couldn't be **** and tortured.

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

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

This night, nothing happened.

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