"Brother, you are joking. What is the identity of Buddha? How can we see it usually? But Xiaosheng believes that Buddha is in Xiaosheng's heart, on top of our heads, and staring at our every move with great compassion!" The storyteller's expression was extremely pious, "But there are demons everywhere in this world. I have seen it once last year..."

"That was a tiger spirit, which looked similar to a human, but had two big fangs and the word "Wang" on his forehead. He was covered with tiger skin and pointed claws on his hands..."

"At that time, there was no official in the Jinzhou City, so everyone had to piece it together and gather some incense money to hire a monk at Yungu Temple outside the city. It took several days before the monk finally caught and beat him to death!" The storyteller's face was a little excited, "You don't know, the tiger spirit transformed into a body is three points larger than a buffalo!"

After saying that, he was stunned again and scratched his head awkwardly: "Of course, we are not like this for all aliens, some monsters are also good..."

Anyang waved his hand: "This fairy is like a human. It doesn't matter if he doesn't commit any crime. If he commits a crime, he will naturally have to handle it according to the law."

"You are really sensible." The storyteller praised and smiled with a shy face, "Then do you have anything else to know? Xiaosheng will answer you together!"

"I..." Anyang thought for a moment, "Apart from Baima Village and the tiger demon a year ago, are there any other powerful monsters, ghosts or gods nearby? They are the kind of immortal immortals who hide in the deep mountains. Are there any?"

"This...is really!" the storyteller hesitated.

“Where?”

"One of them is just now. There are monks who have attained enlightenment on Yungu Temple on the Zen Mountain outside the city for many years. They all have the ability to subdue demons and demons. They can fly to the sky and escape from the earth without eating or drinking. And there is Buddha light shining on that mountain for many years. I heard that there are Bodhisattvas coming to the mortal world, but the young student was not lucky enough to see it with his own eyes!"

"Is there any more?"

"There is another one. The city of Jinzhou City is 300 miles away. There is a mountain that is vast and cannot be seen at the top. It is covered with green mountains and will never snow in winter. I heard that there are gods on it."

The storyteller paused and added, "But it's just heard of it. It's all rumors a long time ago. I don't know if it's true. However, according to Xiaosheng's observation, there has never been a phenomenon of monsters harming villagers under the mountain. Even if there are monsters, they will not harm people. There are not many places where woodcutters dare to go up the mountain to chop wood!"

“Is there any more?”

"No more." The storyteller said, "There was an alchemy peak before, but later the incense went to Yungu Temple, so the Taoist priests didn't know where they went."

"Okay, thank you for solving the problem!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The storyteller was a little nervous at this time and held the small piece of silver tightly.

"Then let it go." An Yang chuckled, stood up and bowed to the storyteller, and left.

Xiaochan is naturally following him.

The two gradually walked further and further in the narrow and dim alley until a corner disappeared completely. The storyteller breathed a sigh of relief and took his hands in front of him and spread them open.

Fortunately, the money is still there, it is not a fool!

He put it in his mouth and took a bite...

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The ancient and shaky city walls are like ruins of the previous era. The city gate makes a whimpering sound under the west wind, as if telling what happened to it. The sunset of the cherry blossoms are precipitated in the sky with a hazy and dark colors, like a squirrel of smoke floating, and the desolate yellow sand on the ground is dry.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the deep and dark door, leaving a long string of footprints on the yellow sand, and continued to spread to the distance.

"Let's find a place to stay for one night tonight. We will change into two sets of ancient clothes tomorrow morning and visit Yungu Temple." Anyang lowered his head and said to Xiaochan. The rays of light were dim and obscure, but there was still a faint redness on his and the little fox's faces.

"Yes." The little fox just nodded.

The two of them walked a few steps forward and met a strongman robbed him. The strongman probably saw them wearing strange clothes and thought they were fleeing from the Gentiles, so he thought they were easy to bully. Seeing that Xiaochan was pretty and fair, he wanted to snatch it back and sell it, but the result was obvious, Xiaochan solved him casually.

This incident did not allow Anyang to take action, and the little fox usually seemed soft and weak, Wen Wen was very ruthless when he started, and did not save his life for this strongman.

I also met a gangster woman in the middle of the way, but Xiaochan also dealt with in a few tricks.

This also proves that the world is really not peaceful!

When the sky was dark, they walked into a abandoned house. They originally wanted to stay here for a night, but the environment here was so bad. There were spider webs everywhere and there was nothing left. I didn’t know which tiles on their heads were picked up by unethical people and placed on their roofs, which resulted in the fact that they did not shelter from the wind or rain.

Anyang was walking out, but was attracted by a gray painting hanging on the wall.

The paper in the painting was yellow, with obvious spider webs on it. The painting was painted with a man in yellow robe. He was very strong and had a golden dragon embroidered on the yellow robe.

Anyang leaned over and took a look. There were a few lines of small words written in the lower right corner of the drawing, all of which were respectful words that expressed respect.

"Tang Taizong..."

Anyang was immediately surprised!

The person in this painting is actually Emperor Taizong of Tang?

There is a Tang Dynasty in this world?

Anyang felt a little confused and didn't know what kind of historical background the system has implanted into the world.

Just as he got closer, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from the room, and at the same time, a gloomy aura began to spread in the room, making people shudder.

Anyang frowned immediately.

After a while, he smiled and said, "It seems that this house has a master already. Everyone has their own way to go. If we don't want to disturb us, we should leave this broken place."

Xiaochan just nodded silently.

Anyang looked at the painting again before walking out, while muttering: "I'm so stingy..."

He could vaguely feel the ghost in this house, which is rarely seen in the world of Shenzhou. It is very similar to the aura on Xiaoqian, but it is not exactly the same. It should be because the laws of the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story" are different from the original laws of this natural world.

It was almost night now. Although you could still see the road clearly, the bright Qimingxing and a crescent moon on your head had quietly emerged.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of the gloomy and mysterious old house, stepped across the ground full of fallen leaves, and then walked into the darkness swallowed by the shadows of the woods and shrubs. A pale face quietly appeared on the dilapidated windows on the second floor of the dark courtyard behind them, watching them silently go away.

Suddenly, Anyang stopped and turned around suddenly.

The two gazes, which were separated by Yin and Yang, were touched together, and they did not want to cause trouble.

But Xiaochan noticed Anyang's strangeness, and she turned her head, but at this time the window was empty, like a mouth that could swallow people.

When she turned around, Anyang smiled at her: "It's just a little devil, you can feel it?"

"Um."

The two of them had nothing to say and continued to move forward silently.

There is a portable space with a length, width and height of 100 meters, and a huge supply empire. They really don’t need to spend one night in a dilapidated and ghostly house. Anyang found an open space in a bamboo forest, and with a wave of his hand, a giant landed on the ground.

"Dudu..."

The big guy flashed the light twice and opened the car door with a click. The light sprinkled from the car illuminated the bamboo forest white, and there was a hustle and bustle sound on the side.

Xiaochan blinked her eyes twice, and she naturally recognized what this big guy was, at least she had seen it on TV.

This is called...RV.

When she was still a little stunned, Anyang was the first to step onto the RV. It seemed to be bright and bright, with a brand new and bright house, which was in sharp contrast to the dimness of this era.

"How is it? It's okay."

"Okay, it's okay." Xiaochan stammered, looking at the luxurious decoration inside the RV.

As soon as I walked in, I was in the living room, with two exquisite leather sofas and large windows on both sides. When I opened, I could sit here to enjoy the view next to the road. There was a bedroom, a separate bathroom and a foldable open kitchen. The floor was covered with beige carpets, which were soft and comfortable. In addition, the projection TV, refrigerator and air conditioning were also available...

This is simply a miniature mobile villa.

Xiaochan was completely surprised, so she naturally couldn't have imagined that Anyang had made sufficient preparations before coming here and said that he had to take her on a trip, so he had to be a traveling style.

In her previous worldview, going out would have been a long journey. Even when she came to the real world, she mostly lived in villas and did not know the lives of rich people. It was like being able to live so luxuriously and luxuriously when going out, which also refreshed her small view of the three views.

But just ten minutes later, she had already taken out the ingredients from the refrigerator and started preparing dinner for Anyang.

At this time, in the gloomy forest behind, a ferocious face was staring at them, and the expression was also strange.

Xiaochan fryed two pieces of beef, stir-fry a side dish, and cooked a cucumber crust and egg soup. The range hood in the open kitchen spreads the fragrance far into the forest.

After dinner, she quickly washed the dishes.

When she carefully folded the kitchen, the little fox was already very familiar with the structure of the RV.

Anyang threw a blanket on the sofa, pointed at her, and nodded silently. After the accommodation tonight was allocated, Anyang walked into the bedroom alone.

We were all peaceful all night, and it seemed that it was a little raining in the morning. In the morning, the birds in the forest kept clamoring, waking up life.

There was a slight sound of cooking outside the room. When he put on his clothes and pushed open the door, he heard a ding sound. The bread machine popped out two hot slices of bread. The little maid also put the eggs and bacon on the table in an apron, and waited for him to start dinner.

This made Anyang sigh: It’s so wonderful to have a maid serving him!

After breakfast, put away the RV and continue to set off.

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