Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw the words "Shengshan Temple Dharma Stick" engraved on the copper stick.

Both of them have seen such words. Many things used by Huofeng have the words "Holy Mountain Temple" on them. Even the stupid saddle has "Holy Mountain Temple Sacred Tree" and so on.

So the one who nailed the body was a stick from the Holy Mountain Temple?

Zhan Zhao looked at the people chatting lively below and wondered if the corpse was related to Lin Yehuo and his Grand Master.

Wanting to discuss it with Bai Yutang first, Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Yutang.

The Fifth Master was studying the stick when he was pulled by Zhan Zhao. He almost slipped and subconsciously grasped the copper stick in front of him.

And the corpse was not sure whether it was due to years of exposure to wind and sun, but it was quite fragile. As soon as the stick was moved, the corpse split open, and a large slanted opening opened in the upper left corner. With a "pop" sound, the mummy fell down.

He went down and fell directly from the high roof to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Everyone watched as the mummy was smashed into pieces, and the head rolled to everyone's feet.

The little fourth son reached out, picked it up, and looked at it, "It's a man."

Everyone silently raised their heads and glanced at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang who had gotten into trouble on the roof.

Zhan Zhao retracted the hand that had just pulled Bai Yutang and hid it behind his back.

Fifth Master looked at him.

Zhan Zhao immediately stretched out his arms to hug him, "Yutang, be careful if you fall!"

Bai Yutang was still holding the stick with one hand and asked Zhan Zhao, "Mao'er, what should I do?"

Zhan Zhao looked at the stick - the body had fallen anyway, so why not just pull it out?

Fifth Master thought it was okay, so he pulled out the stick.

As a result, I found something hanging on the stick, a dry brown rag-like thing.

The Fifth Master didn’t think much and jumped off the roof with Zhan Zhao.

Down below, Gongsun and the children picked up the scattered bones and put them together.

Gongsun was standing next to the mummy, counting the bones, when he saw Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang coming down with sticks.

Gongsun pointed at the "rag" hanging on the stick in the fifth master's hand and shouted, "Move!"

Everyone was stunned.

The fifth master held the stick and stopped moving.

Gongsun took off the rag from the stick and put it on the corpse's chest, saying, "Heart."

Everyone immediately looked at Bai Yutang.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "heart", the fifth master silently took a step back and was obviously shaken.

However, Master Wu, who was accustomed to seeing "big scenes", was obviously used to it, and he handed the stick to Lin Yehuo.

Both Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang recognized the stick, not to mention Lin Yehuo.

Huofeng showed it to his master.

Master Wu Sha also frowned, "My Holy Mountain Temple has always used wooden sticks and copper sticks..."

The master looked at the dead body, then at the stick, and said to himself, "I probably know who this is."

Everyone is curious to see the master - who is he?

The master sighed and said, "Maybe he is the legendary master's junior brother."

Everyone has calculated the next generation.

Huo Feng asked, "Am I Grand Master Uncle?"

Master Wu Sha seemed a little embarrassed, "This person is a person who was expelled from the Holy Mountain Temple... The specific reason is unknown. I have heard Master mention it once or twice before, and I feel that Master is not too clear."

Everyone's curiosity was aroused - is it so mysterious?

Lin Yehuo asked, "Then...is this stick his own? Or does it belong to someone else?"

Master Wu Sha shook his head, "When I was a child, I heard from the brothers in the temple that the monk who was expelled was the 'Dharma Monk' of the Holy Mountain Temple. Whenever a monk broke the precepts in the Holy Mountain Temple, the Dharma Monk would carry out the punishment with a stick.

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"Then the deceased was judged by the Dharma monk holding a copper stick, or was it the Dharma monk who was nailed to the roof with his own stick?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Everyone looked up at the roof, and then at the shattered skeleton... This technique did feel a bit like being sanctioned.

"Are they killed directly as punishment?"

Everyone felt that this punishment was a bit harsh. How big a crime did this man commit? He had to be stabbed through the heart with a copper rod and his body was exposed in the wilderness to be exposed to the wind and sun for so many years?

But times have changed, and things that happened too long ago cannot be traced. Gongsun also said that it is not easy to check the identity of the corpse in this state.

The shadow guards wrapped the body in white cloth and left it there for the time being.

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Everyone continued walking to the temple.

Lin Yehuo led the way through the empty hall and arrived at the backyard.

Sure enough, in the cave, there was another ancient corpse. Unlike the one hanging on the roof, this corpse was sitting, and the monk's robe was not tattered. Although the face was sunken due to dehydration, the expression on the face was still the same.

Relatively peaceful.

Master Wu Sha looked at the monk's robes worn by the corpse for a while, nodded, and said that this should be his master.

After the master took Lin Yehuo to salute the old holy monk, he stood up and asked his apprentice to lead the way to the place where the scriptures were stored.

Huo Feng asked in a low voice, "Will Grand Master stay here? Do you want to take him back..."

Wu Sha smiled slightly, "Didn't he say, don't look for him?"

Lin Yehuo nodded. Seeing that the master seemed a little disappointed, he teased him and said, "Oh, what's the big deal? We take turns moving the masters and masters from the stupa to accompany him every year!"

Master Wu Sha looked at his apprentice with a bit of laughter, but the disappointment just now disappeared...

The Silver Demon King found that these children were very good at coaxing their master, and they were much more considerate than the soy sauce group.

The old man was a little puzzled that his apprentice was better at taking care of his apprentice than he was... Although he didn't teach martial arts well, he was still very close to him, which made him a little envious!

On the other side, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were chatting quietly with their adults.

Fifth Master whispered to his master, "Master, it's really called a ruined temple!"

Zhan Zhao also covered Yin Hou's ears and said that if there was a plaque on the place where the corpse was nailed, it was called a ruined temple!

Tianzun and Yin Hou both looked at their children with helpless expressions.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang murmured in a low voice - it was not because they were stupid that Master and Grandpa were deceived when they were young. It was really hard to tell which was true and which was false!

Tianzun and Yin Hou both touched their chests and nodded in relief - right! Do you understand our difficulties now?!

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both nodded.

The demon king was walking behind the four of them, and his apprentice and his grandson actually spoke ill of him together!

Lin Yehuo led the way, and everyone followed him to the place where he got the Heartless Scroll.

But after walking around the whole temple, I didn't encounter any ghosts or ghosts that led the way.

Everyone was wondering all the way around - what is the origin of this temple?

Everyone looked back at the Silver Demon King as they walked. Since the old man knew it was a "broken temple", he must have known the inside story.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both poked Yin Hou and Tianzun, and asked them to ask what they meant.

Tianzun and Yinhou looked at Wusha - you should ask about your family matters yourself.

Master Wu Sha scratched his big head. At this time, a small figure in the crowd ran up a few steps, grabbed the demon king's hand and walked with him.

The demon king lowered his head and looked.

The little fourth son was looking up at him, "Yaoyao, have you been to this temple before?"

The Demon King shook his head, "I've never been here, but I've heard of it."

"Then do you know why this temple is called the Broken Temple?"

The demon king explained to the fourth son, "The so-called ruined temple does not mean that the temple is ruined."

Everyone's curiosity was instantly aroused, "Then why is it called such a name?"

"Because this is a place with holes." The demon king gave an incomprehensible explanation.

Everyone is confused - holes? What does it mean?

"It probably has nothing to do with the Temple Mount. One more thing is worse than one less thing." The Demon King smiled and waved his hand, signaling everyone not to pursue the matter further.

Although some of the younger ones may be curious, since the old man has told me so, they won’t ask.

Finally, everyone buried the mummy in an open space in front of the ruined temple at the location chosen by the Demon King. After the burial was completed, the old man picked up a copper stick and poked it into the chest of the corpse under the sand.

Everyone subconsciously covered their chests—does it have to be nailed through the heart?

The Demon King raised his eyebrows at everyone mysteriously, and everyone looked at him stupidly.
To be continued...