Big Dream Master

The front hall of the temple is dedicated to the **** of civil and martial arts, and the incense is flourishing. People who enter the incense line up to throw the incense money in the merit box. The central hall is the main hall of the city **** master. There are also many people who enter the incense, but the money for the incense is less. , There are more sincere kowtows.

　　 Shen Luo and Lu He went straight through the nave, and as soon as they arrived in the backyard, they immediately lost sight of people.

　　 Shen Luo raised his eyes and saw the large hall standing behind. A plaque was hung on the lintel, and the three characters "Yan Luo Temple" were written on it in gold paint on a black background.

　　 On the square in front of the main hall, there are still two men and one woman, a total of three figures.

　　 Although the three people are in the front of the hall, they are all separated by some distance, and they don't seem to be familiar with each other.

Among them, a young man with a thin body and a pale face, but a rather handsome young man, with a slender cyan long sword across his waist, is standing under an ancient locust tree in front of the hall, looking up The lush locust leaves above.

Not far from it, facing the railing in front of the temple, stood a middle-aged man wearing a crescent mask and covering his left cheek. A golden long knife hung.

And four or five steps away from him, leaning against a plump woman in a red veil skirt, her appearance is not too beautiful, her face is quite heavy, but a pair of crisp **** is too full, wrapped in her clothes Below, there is still a great potential to come out.

　　 Seeing the two Shen Luo approaching, the young man only glanced sideways and then withdrew his gaze, while the armored man and the red-clothed woman walked over here on their own initiative.

　　 "Oh, a newcomer is here..."

　　 The red-clothed woman swayed, and her chest trembled three times with every step she took.

　　 "I have seen you fellow Taoists." Shen Luo took the initiative to clasp his fists and greeted him.

"One with a cold and stinky face, one with half of his face covered, one face can't be seen, and finally a handsome one came. After a few more glances, this mission is not a loss." The red-dressed woman owed her body. He stared at Shen Luo up and down without scruples, and covered his mouth with a chuckle.

　　 "Lu He, who is this?" The man in armor asked with a fist in return.

　　 "The new recruit from the Chamber of Commerce, this time acting with us, is called Shen Luo. Fellow Daoist Shen, under the locust tree over there..." Hearing this, Lu He began to introduce Shen Luo and the others to each other.

　　 The young man under the locust tree was called Lin Qing. He was the first of them to follow the Chamber of Commerce to perform tasks, but it was not too early, and he has only performed six times so far.

　　 The armored man was named Jindun, and the red-dressed woman was named Yunniang. Both of them came later than Lin Qing, but a little earlier than Lu He, and had performed four missions.

　　 In these tasks, several of them have had intersections with each other. Naturally, they are not unfamiliar, but they are not familiar, so Lu He's introduction to everyone appears simple and straightforward.

　　 While several people were talking, in an arch in the side yard, a rickety old man in brown robe, like an old ape, walked towards the several people with a dark red wine gourd in his hand.

　　 Shen Luo shifted his eyes and saw that the top of his head was already bald. From the ears to the back of the head, the remaining hair volume was pitifully small, and some messy draped around the back of his neck.

The old man’s cheeks are quite round, his long eyebrows are hanging down to his ears, his lees nose is red and shiny, and his beard grows down to his chest. Sloppy.

　　 was different from Shen Luo's reaction. When the other four saw the old man, they all greeted him, clasping his fists respectfully:

　　 "Old Hu..."

　　 "How old are you old, how many times have you said it? Either call me Hu, or Hu, not Hu." The old man raised the wine gourd in his hand and complained.

　　 "Senior Hu."

　　 Shen Luo knew that he was the predecessor Hu Yong mentioned in Lu He's mouth, and immediately went forward to salute.

　　 "Oh? You're the newcomer Xiuxiu said, called, called...what is it?" Hu Yong thought for a while, but didn't remember what Shen Luo called.

　　 "The younger generation sinks." Shen Luo replied.

　　 "Sink, yes, as long as you follow me, make sure you go safely and completely," Hu Yong nodded and said with a gourd to sink.

　　 Shen Shen looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. Can the old man who is like a wine monk in front of him really take them to complete the task? However, looking at the expressions of the four people around, it seems that they have become accustomed to this.

　　 "Senior, where are we going to perform this mission?" Shen Luo asked.

　　 Hu Yong heard the words, turned around and pointed to the hall behind him, stubbornly said: "It's here."

　　 "Is here?" Shen Luo asked in amazement.

　　 The eyes of several other people also flashed with doubts, and they obviously couldn't understand them.

　　 "Don't worry, where we are going, we really have to go here." Hu Yong took another sip of wine and wiped his mouth, said.

　　 After drinking, he finally plugged the mouth of the gourd and hung it around his waist.

　　 Then, I saw him stroked his beard, straightened his clothes, and took the lead in striding towards the Yan Luo Temple.

　　 Shen Luo and the three people saw this and hurriedly followed.

　　 Before entering the hall, a cool breeze came out of the hall. It was obviously the weather in July and August, but it still made Shen Luo feel cold all over, with a sense of sorrow.

Shen Luo crossed the threshold and entered the Temple of Yama, and he saw the altar in front of him. There was a tall idol with a white face and a crown on his head sitting in front of him. Naturally, he was the king of Yama who is often called by the people~www.wuxiaspot.com~with two crowns on the head. She wears a long-sleeved robe with a lotus leaf turn-over collar, and holds the wat board in front of her chest. Although it is a clay statue, it also has a bit of majesty.

On either side of the Yama King statue, there is a statue of a judge dressed in a black and black official uniform. One has a yellow and white face that looks like an ordinary person, and the other has a dark face like a ghost. All of them are holding a writing pen, as the world’s most popular. There are two judges who reward good and punish evil.

　　 Under the judge, there are two thin statues with high crowns on the left, one black and one white, exactly black and white, while the other side stands side by side with bull head and horse face.

　　'S sullen gaze stayed on Ma Mian's face for a little longer, and I only felt that the clay-sculpted horse noodle in front of me was a bit different from what I had seen in reality, and his teeth looked a bit vicious.

On the surrounding walls, there are also vividly painted murals with vivid colors. The content painted on them is all the scenes in the purgatory of the eighteenth floor of the underworld. The eyes are all cut into the heart, the sea of ​​swords, the sea of ​​fire, and the cooking in oil pan. The tragic picture.

　　 Shen Luo looked at it a few times, but felt a little uncomfortable, so he immediately retracted his eyes.

At this moment, I saw Hu Yong's palm flipping, and three dark red long incense sticks appeared out of thin air in the palm. He rubbed his fingertips and gently twisted the three incense heads, and the incense heads turned red. The light ignited.

　　 Then he saw that he pinched a weird magic trick with both hands, held the incense and worshipped the **** Yama and other idols for three times, and then inserted the three incense sticks into the incense burner.

　　 Then, he stood aside with his hands folded, as if waiting for something.