The swordsman's sword is always there, and the sword changes hands only means one thing, that is, the person is dead.

"I wanted to scold Xiahou, but after a while, something happened to him!" Yan Chixia regretted Xiahou's sword. After winning the sword, he sneered at Xiahou. In fact, he didn't want him to stay in this strange place, but he didn't know that something happened to him in just a moment.

"What's wrong with donor Xiahou?" Maitreya asked.

"I'm dead, killed by the thousand-year-old tree demon nearby. My body was sucked dry and turned into a corpse and resurrected. I didn't want him to expose the corpse in the wilderness, so I burned his corpse and buried it, and only took the sword back." Yan Chixia sighed and shook her head, with infinite desolation in her expression.

"Amitabha, Brother Yan is mourning." Maitreya thought about the fact that he had competed with Yan Chixia before, but was dead outside Lanruo Temple. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, advising Yan Chixia not to be sad.

"There's nothing to be sad. That guy chased me and beat me for seven years. Let's... forget it." Yan Chixia shook her head in loneliness.

"By the way, there is that scholar!" Maitreya looked at the lonely Yan Chixia and could only change the topic, thinking of the scholar who seemed to Ning Caichen.

"The scholar Queai didn't listen to advice and was next door, but he was fine." Yan Chixia couldn't help but smile and use her chin to nude the scholar. The scholar was not scolded by him, and found a place to live in Lanruo Temple, but nothing happened to him.

"Why did Brother Yan laugh?" Maitreya looked at Yan Chixia who suddenly wanted to laugh, and was very unsure of his veins.

"I just laugh at the scholar who is cute, and I am full of love. There is no such much love in this world. Forget it, let's sleep tonight! Let's talk about it tomorrow." Yan Chixia remembered the scholar who was pointed at by herself and Xiahou, and thought of his remarks that made the world full of love. She wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, so she was planning to rest.

Yan Chixia didn't want to talk, and Maitreya didn't force her. After returning the Buddhist scriptures to him, she found a complete meditation room in the broken temple, found a clean place, sat in a cross-legged position, and began to try the Vajra Zen method she had seen in the Sanskrit Diamond Sutra.

Unlike the ordinary method of entering into meditation, the core of this Vajra Zen is a Sanskrit Vajra Mantra that is like the mantra of rebirth and the Great Compassion Mantra. It is said that chanting this mantra can bring blessings to the Buddha's power, and can repel all demons. If you recite the mantra for a long time, you can also get the power of Vajra.

With a try-out mentality, Maitreya recited the Vajra Mantra that he had just recorded and began to meditate and enter into meditation.

Maitreya used to recite "Amitabha" to calm down and enter into samadhi. Now he has changed his method and is quite uncomfortable. After reciting it overnight, he can only reach the future meditation.

Although he did not enter the first meditation and the joy of leaving birth before, Maitreya felt that as he recited the Vajra mantra, the spiritual power in his body had actually undergone some changes.

The original spiritual power was very lazy and could not be controlled at all in normal times. I could only passively accept the increase in radiation brought by it and release him when certain emotions were specific so that I could know his existence.

After practicing the Vajra Mantra for a night, Maitreya truly sensed the spiritual power in his body and was able to consciously manipulate them to strengthen his vision and hearing. This situation means that the content of the practice in the Sanskrit word "The Buddha Says the Can Cut the Vajra Paramita Sutra" is true, at least he has successfully practiced himself.

Because of practicing and entering into meditation, Maitreya woke up very early. Before dawn, he got up and cleaned up the meditation room where he was resting, cleared some places out, and then went out with a Zen stick to observe the environment of Lanruo Temple.

Lanruo Temple is a completely dilapidated temple, a large hall, several separate courtyards, which have been completely abandoned. The ruined sutras, stone pagodas, bell towers, drum towers, and statues of the Heavenly King are still left in the courtyard. There is a forest and wilderness in front of the temple, and behind the temple there are several tombs and monuments, and there is a lake near it. The environment is elegant, but unfortunately it is gloomy and obscure.

Maitreya moved his body while observing Lanruo Temple. When he returned to the meditation room where he lived, it was already dawn. When he passed by a dilapidated courtyard, Yan Chixia was standing in front of the yard, urging the scholar on the second floor to leave quickly, and did not stay here for more, but the scholar was unwilling to stand by the window and reason with him.

Maitreya looked at the poor scholar standing upstairs and arguing with Yan Chixia, and went to the dilapidated wooden door in front of his yard and looked at it twice. He felt that there were a few evil spirits in front of the door.

"I tell you, there are ghosts here, are you really not afraid?" Yan Chixia was trying hard to persuade the scholar to leave.

"I said big beard, don't coax me like this, okay? I'm not a three-year-old child, there are no ghosts in this world!" The poor scholar looked quite Zhou Zheng. Seeing Yan Chixia trying hard to persuade him, he looked embarrassed. He had no money on him. If he didn't stay here, he wouldn't afford to stay in an inn.

"Brother, what are your name?" Maitreya felt the thing behind the dilapidated wooden door on the first floor, and couldn't help but look up at the scholar behind the window above and ask.

"Xiaosheng's surname is Ning Caichen, a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, a little master, you wouldn't have said there are ghosts here, right?" The poor scholar couldn't help but feel a little funny as he looked at the monk who was walking downstairs and was looking at him.

"I don't know whether a ghost is a ghost. If you come down, I will let you see something good. Don't worry, I will never harm you." Maitreya looked at the blank scholar Ning Caichen, and there was no surprise. He just waved to him to go downstairs.

Ning Caichen was straightforward and kind by nature. When facing Maitreya's waves, he was not afraid. He immediately ran down the old wooden stairs and asked Maitreya what he wanted to show him.

"Come on, stand here and look at it." Maitreya asked Ning Caichen to stand aside, and then kicked open the decaying wooden board portal on the first floor of the courtyard.

With a sore teeth, the rotten wooden door panel was kicked down by Maitreya, and then the exposed room was filled with dust and smoke. When the smoke settled, Ning Caichen, who was watching, screamed in fear, because there were four shriveled corpses in the room full of dust.

The corpses stood with charred and shriveled eyes, standing behind the wooden door, waiting for the wooden door to be kicked down by Maitreya, feeling the breath of a stranger, and immediately crawled over. However, because they died for too long, the corpses were rotten, and two even lost their lower body and could only crawl.

"This, this, this..." Ning Caichen looked at the four mummies who were shriveled and lifeless, but were still crawling, and his face turned pale.

"When I came, didn't I cleaned it up? I didn't expect there were four more here, so I missed it." Yan Chixia stood beside Maitreya, holding a sword in her hand, looking at the four dead corpses crawling in the shadow behind the door, took out a yellow talisman, shook her hand gently, the talisman paper ignited, and threw it onto the zombie, and immediately ignited a fire.

"How about Brother Ning?" Maitreya looked at the dead corpse that was ignited by Yan Chixia with a talisman and struggling in the flames, and couldn't help but turn his head and ask Ning Caichen, is there any ghosts? Let's talk about reality!

"Can I live here with you? I really don't have the money to stay in the inn." Ning Caichen asked with a depressed expression and almost begged.
Chapter completed!