Chapter 609: Knocking at the door in the middle of the night

Feng's heart, kneeling, suddenly stinged, and a huge sadness dissolved into the blood and flowed freely throughout his body!

The crying became less and less, and finally it completely disappeared...

The light suddenly lit up at this time.

A lamp is like a bean!

The dim and faint lights flashed, and the stone house was light and dark.

The overturned stone bed, bloody bones, and the terrifying face disappeared out of thin air. A gust of wind blew in the stone house, and the scattered white paper on the ground was stirred up and then slowly fell. A little green light flashed in the falling white paper!

Feng walked over with curiosity...

It was half a crescent moon jade, and the half that was kneeling on Feng's body was combined, just like a crescent moon.

Feng's fingers trembled, and tears gushed out like a flood that opened the gate. When he and his sister Feng Xueping were very young, Boss Feng made friends with a wandering mage. When the mage left, he gave them half a crescent jade. Later he heard that it was a treasure that could ward off evil spirits! Feng Xueping, like Feng, knelt down, regarded it as the lifeblood and always wore it on his neck, but today... Feng Knelt down, actually picked it up here.

Feng knelt down and knew something was wrong with his sister! He remembered the terrifying face again, and the extremely terrifying voice, "I am your sister... I died so miserably... I died so unjustly..." Feng knelt down and was exhausted, fear, sadness, anger, tearing his heart. For a moment, he seemed to split into millions of pieces and fell in the endless abyss... In the confusion, the extremely terrifying voice sounded again, "You want to go out alive... I will give you half a treasure map, just to open it... The revitalization of the Feng family... The blood hatred of the Feng family requires that treasure... There are many secrets there..."

Feng knelt down and choked, calling out: "Sister...Sister..."

The terrifying voice suddenly became very stern: "Go away quickly... Follow my soul fire... Go quickly..."

In the darkness, a ball of green fire suddenly floated, and spun around the stone house for several times, then crawled out with a "huh".

Feng knelt down and was stunned, and couldn't help but follow him...

Outside the stone house, there is boundless darkness!

The round green fire hangs in the air and slowly floats forward...

Feng knelt down and panted, following him with one foot deep and one foot shallow...

Bypassing the rugged strange rocks, waded through the cold stream, climbed through the desolate mounds, crossed the dry puddles, avoided the hideous strange shadows, and touched the gloomy cave walls...

The mysterious green fire suddenly stopped floating and stood motionlessly on the stone wall that was a few steps away from Feng kneeling! The green fire slowly shrank, and finally turned out to be like the faint light of the firefly in the summer night.

Feng knelt and rushed over, stretching out his trembling hands...

The green light completely disappeared in an instant!

Feng knelt down and pressed his hands against the hard and cold stone wall. The stone wall shook and separated from each other magically...

A fresh air came to my face, and Feng knelt down and saw the lovely sunshine and the azure blue sky...

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The incense in Yunyao Temple is very prosperous. Through the quiet small window, you can see the devout worship of the good men and women.

Feng knelt down and looked for a long time before slowly walking back to the comfortable sandalwood chair.

The Zen room was very quiet and cleaned spotlessly. The tea cup on the Eight Immortals table was soaked in the best dragon well, with heat rising and a fragrance filled with fragrance. A small coffin made of red was placed in a corner of the Eight Immortals table. There was a lock on the coffin, and a golden elephant nose lock.

There was a gentle sound of footsteps outside the door, and when the curtain was lifted, a clean old monk came in.

Feng knelt down and stood up, bowed and said, "Master has always been good?"

The old monk looked up and down at Feng kneeling and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the young master is handsome. If the old master Feng knows it, he should comfort his whole life."

Feng knelt down and smiled bitterly: "The master has been awarded. My nephew passed by Baosha and learned that the master was his father's best friend, so... I came to visit..."

The old monk sighed: "A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where will we meet in life! It is my blessing to see the son of an old friend today." After he said this, his eyes were staring at the red painted coffin on the Eight Immortals' table, with indescribable fear in his eyes, "Young Master... This is..."

Feng knelt down and looked at the old monk in surprise, and couldn't help but say, "Master knows this thing?"

The old monk folded his hands together, with a solemn expression: "There is a mysterious tribe in the foreign land overseas... The people there are terrible... In addition, cremation is prevalent in tribes, and dead people will be burned into ashes and put in a small red coffin, and then locked with a big lock... If I read it correctly, this is exactly that kind of coffin."

Feng knelt down and felt sad: "This coffin was given to me by a very close person... Maybe she is no longer alive."

The old monk clasped his hands together and sighed, "I wonder who the young master is referring to?"

Huge grief hit my heart again, Feng knelt down and raised his head to look at the roof, holding back his tears: "Sister..."

The old monk kept Amitabha Buddha, and then sighed again!

Feng knelt down and choked up his voice: "This is the relic of my sister. Can the master save it?"

The old monk kept his eyebrows and his eyes closed, his voice as if he was filled with lead, which was so heavy that it made people breathless: "I'm just obeying my order!" He looked at Feng and knelt down, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it.

The next day, Feng knelt down and watched with his own eyes the red painted coffin was buried in a pine and cypress forest behind the temple.

The tomb of relics is very high, surrounded by long blue stones, and monks usually gather around to perform rituals.

Feng knelt down and stood aside with regret...

On a dusk three days later, the golden sun shone on the cold stone slabs.

Feng knelt in the backyard of Yunyao Temple and wandered. Unintentionally, there were eyes outside the wall staring at him fiercely. Feng knelt in his heart and felt cold. After walking around the courtyard for a few times, he walked straight to the sparse pine and cypress. At the bend of a path, he saw a bloated figure lying down like a poisonous snake in the dry grass behind him...

In the pine and cypress, Feng kneeled and stood facing the high grave for a long time. He felt a pair of greedy eyes behind him, ecstatic lights...

Tonight, there is a moon, a full moon.

The Zen room was surprisingly quiet, and the cold moonlight shone light on the ground.

Feng couldn't sleep when he knelt on his knees, his eyelids were twitching violently. He always felt that there were eyes staring at him in the darkness. Those eyes seemed to have been cursed by the demons of hell, with indescribable evil and sinisterness!

Feng knelt down and looked around in panic, but saw nothing. He knocked his head hard and rubbed his painful temples.

Suddenly, the sound of rushing wooden fish came from the temple.

The cold moonlight had moved away, and the Zen room suddenly became dark.

At this moment, Feng knelt down and heard the heavy footsteps...

"Dong...Dong..." It took a long time before the footsteps stopped at the door.

Feng's heart, kneeling, began to beat violently.

The sound of wooden fish in the temple gradually faded away and finally disappeared completely.

Feng knelt down and held his breath, and tiptoed to the corner of the wall.

A hardwood Zen Staff stands in the corner of the wall.

Feng knelt down and held the stick in his hand!

After a long time, Feng knelt down before he heard a soft knock on the door.
Chapter completed!