Ancient Temple in the Mountains Is Convenient for Killing People

The strong monk went away cursing, leaving the young monk Yulai with an embarrassed look on his face.

The two girls, Xiao Xiu'er and Feng Tianling, both felt that Monk Zhuang was a little too rude and was not worthy of being a monk.

Xia Leng was fine, but he had a strange feeling of activating an NPC. After all, he came from Earth and had been influenced by various novels and film and television dramas. There were indeed many plots that could take place in ancient temples in the mountains, especially the Lanruo Temple in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, which was the most famous. He had a premonition that something was definitely going to happen today.

"I am sorry for scaring the three donors." The young monk Yulai apologized and explained, "The one just now was my third uncle Dingyi, who is also the inspector of the temple, responsible for the implementation of the rules and the dignity of the monks."

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Xiao Xiuer couldn't help but complain: "He is full of foul language and vulgar words and deeds, how can he have the nerve to care about other people's rules and dignity?"

The young monk Yulai stopped talking for a moment. This was really not something he could discuss.

"Who is in charge of food and accommodation in your temple, the abbot?" Xia Leng suddenly thought of a question and asked casually.

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The young monk Yulai quickly replied respectfully, "The temple has a steward, who is my second uncle Dingshan, who is in charge of the kitchen and the dining hall. The abbot is a senior monk and does not get involved in such worldly affairs."

Xia Leng had expected this. Kong Qingsong had just said that he was going to discuss the food and lodging issues with the abbot. He was obviously lying. As for what he had done, he was probably the only one who knew.

"Little monk, how many temples are there in your temple?" Xiao Xiuer looked around, "The temple doesn't seem to be that big, not even as big as the smallest Baiyun Temple in Lanjing."

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"Amitabha, our Feilai Temple is just an ordinary small temple. Including the novice monks, there are no more than 30 people. How can it be compared with the temples in Lanjing?" The young novice monk Yulai clasped his hands together and answered cautiously.

Seeing that the young monk was always timid when speaking, Xiao Xiu'er soon found him boring.

After Xia Leng and the other two paid homage in the Main Hall, they followed the young monk Yu Lai to the Sutra Hall. On the way, they passed a small lake covered with white jade lotus flowers.

Unconsciously, some sentences appeared in Xia Leng's mind, uncontrollably: "On the twisted lotus leaves, there are endless leaves. The leaves are high above the water, like the skirt of a graceful dancer. Among the layers of leaves, there are some white flowers scattered here and there, which are graceful..."

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"Stop, stop, stop!" Xia Leng had a headache. He didn't expect that he would feel the power of "reading and reciting the full text" in Xianyun Continent.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Xiu'er looked at Xia Leng with concern. "You look so bad, as if you didn't finish your homework and were caught by the mistress."

Xia Leng glared at Xiao Xiu'er: "You think too much. Also, watch the road carefully and be careful not to fall..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Xiuer twisted her foot, her body tilted, and then she fell towards the lake.

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Xia Leng subconsciously stretched out his hand, and suddenly felt a strange power fluctuation, which made him feel cold all over, and his action was delayed by a step.

So, Xiao Xiuer fell into the lake.

"Ah, help me, I can't swim." Xiao Xiu'er struggled in the pool, "Master, please save me."

Feng Tianling was anxious, but she couldn't swim either, so she could only look to Xia Leng for help. To her surprise, Xia Leng stood there with his hands clasped, as if he had no intention of saving Xiao Xiu'er.

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"Stop shouting, you're not drowning." Xia Leng shouted at Xiao Xiu'er who was desperately trying to jump out of the water.

Xiao Xiuer then realized that a lotus leaf had appeared under her body, slowly lifting her out of the lake. She couldn't help but be shocked by the scene: "This..."

"The road is slippery when it rains, and there are no guardrails here, so you have to be careful when walking."

At this time, a handsome young monk came out from the corner, made some seals with his hands, and controlled the lotus leaves to lift Xiao Xiuer back to the ground.

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Xiao Xiuer stared at the young monk blankly, with a crazy look on her face: "So handsome."

"Xiu'er, why don't you thank this master?" Xia Leng was speechless. He glared at Xiao Xiu'er and reminded her in a low voice.

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Xiao Xiuer came back to her senses and immediately bowed: "Ah, thank you very much for saving my life, Master."

"I am not a master, just an ordinary monk." The young monk smiled and waved his hand: "Saving people is just a piece of cake, not worth a thank you."

Xia Leng saw that the clothes worn by the young monk were different from those of the monks in Feilai Temple, and asked curiously: "Master, is he also a monk in the temple?"

"Ah, I am just traveling here and staying in the temple." The young monk smiled and shook his head.

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The young monk Yulai introduced the monk, "This is Master Qinglian from Yunzhou who is proficient in the Qinglian Wonderful Dharma Sutra."

"You're already a wizard at such a young age, that's really amazing." Xiao Xiu'er had an expression of admiration on her face.

Xia Leng pulled the infatuated Xiao Xiu'er away and bowed to the young mage: "Greetings, Master Qinglian. I'm Leng Xia, from Lanjing. Thank you for saving my maid this time."

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"Don't call me Master, just call me Qinglian." Monk Qinglian was obviously a little uncomfortable with the title of Master, and then changed the subject: "Mr. Leng, are you here to attend the rain-watching party?"

"Yes." Xia Leng nodded: "We passed by Beiyunjun, but were blocked by heavy rain, so we stayed here temporarily. A friend was afraid that we would be bored, so he invited us to go up the mountain to enjoy the rain."

Monk Qinglian smiled and said, "The night rain at Feilai Temple is indeed beautiful, and it is set off by an even more poignant legend. It is unique and worth seeing."

"Legend?" Xia Leng said indifferently: "Are you referring to the legend of the Rain Girl?"

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"That's right." Monk Qinglian continued to smile, "In fact, I am more interested in this legend. I wonder if there will be a chance to see the true appearance of the legendary Rain Girl."

Xiao Xiuer said puzzledly: "Isn't the Rain Girl a monster in the legend?"

"It's exciting to see the legend, isn't it?" Monk Qinglian's tone was somewhat meaningful, and then he smiled and said, "I hope you can see interesting things too, the ancient temple in the deep mountains, the white lotus pond, and the continuous rainstorms. Nothing is surprising here, but it is also surprising. Mr. Leng, you better take care of yourself."

After saying that, he just left, leaving the others looking confused.

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"Young Master, what on earth does that monk want to say?" Xiao Xiu'er was confused for a long time, then turned to ask Xia Leng.

Xia sneered and said calmly, "He might be thinking that it's convenient to kill people in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, in the middle of the night, amidst the sound of rain."

Xiao Xiuer said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Master, what you said is too scary, look, Xiao Ling'er is scared by you."

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"No, I just feel a little cold." Feng Tianling shook her head to deny, "Don't you feel that way?"

Xiao Xiuer said disapprovingly: "This is in the mountains, and it's raining, so it's normal to be a little cold."

Not long after, Kong Qingsong found Xia Leng and the others. When he discovered that one person was missing, he was stunned for a second or two, but the emotion disappeared in an instant.

"Food and lodging have been arranged, Mr. Leng. You can go to your room to rest now. A monk will come to call you at dinner time. The rain-viewing party will start at the end of the hour of Hai, so please don't be late, Mr. Leng." Kong Qingsong asked his servant to pass two number plates to Xia Leng and the others. There were room numbers engraved on them and keys hanging below.

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In this way, the temple is almost the same as the inn at the foot of the mountain. Xia Leng thanked Kong Qingsong and handed the number plate to Xiao Xiuer for safekeeping.

"You're welcome." Kong Qingsong was still so polite, "You are guests of Yuxianju, which means you are my friends."

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"Mr. Kong has quite a lot of friends." Xia Leng joked indifferently.

Master Kong smiled and replied, "Life is difficult and the world is dangerous. One more friend means one more way out. What do you think?"

"That's true." Xia Leng nodded, "Then I'm glad to meet a friend like Mr. Kong."

The two exchanged some pleasantries and then went their separate ways.

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Xia Leng, along with Xiao Xiu'er and Feng Tianling, continued to wander around Feilai Temple with the young monk Yulai.

Kong Qingsong turned back to his residence. As soon as he sat down, he said in a cold voice: "One of them is missing. Where did he go?"

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the room, and whispered, "That person went to explore the surrounding terrain of Feilai Temple."

Hearing this, Kong Qingsong frowned and muttered to himself: "Could it be that the guy surnamed Leng has discovered something?"

"I don't think it's possible." The afterimage shook his head. "Young Master's plan is undoubtedly perfect. Even if they really noticed it, their fate was sealed the moment they stepped into Feilai Temple."

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think!" Kong Qingsong shouted angrily, "This is the key for me to enter the realm of immortal cultivation. There must not be any mistakes. Otherwise, you'd better not do it."

The afterimage was timid and said quickly: "I will increase my vigilance and make sure there won't be any mistakes."

"Also, where has that idiot Young Master Baiyu gone?" Kong Qingsong asked again.

The afterimage replied, "We will be able to reach the county at midnight tonight."

"Very good." Kong Qingsong nodded. "Before midnight, you arrange for Master Baiyu to fight with that cold-faced Little Evil Lord. When they are both defeated, it will be the best time for me to show up."

"Yes." The afterimage nodded in agreement.

When the residual image faded away, Kong Qingsong suddenly took out a fragment of an ancient book from his arms. On it was written "The Secret of Longevity in Extreme Rain", and at the foot of the page there was the seal of Piaomiao Xianmen.

"Eternal life, oh immortal life, I, Kong Qingsong, will finally enter the realm of immortality before the other three." Kong Qingsong greedily groped for the ancient book, muttering to himself, "As long as I can achieve immortality, it is worth sacrificing some things. If you die for my immortality plan, I'm sure you will feel that it is an honor to die."

Night came quickly, and Xia Leng and his friends had already visited most of Feilai Temple. Just when they were feeling a little hungry, a monk came to inform them to have dinner.

As soon as he entered the dining hall, Xia Leng felt something was wrong. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.