When we went to the stone door, the leader walked in front of the evil son, very suddenly stopped.

He looked back at me, and there was an indescribable weight in his eyes.

“There is danger?”I asked carefully.

The evil nods, the mouth is low and the mouth is roaring, it seems to be threatened, the two huge animal claws tightened up, the nails slowly throbbing out, grew a lot longer.

Since I had not dared to go in before, I had only looked at it casually outside, so I did observe only a part of the details after these two doors.

When I really went to the door, I probed the probe in the tentative way, and swung in with a strong flashlight, and suddenly chucked in my heart.

The dog day.

This is not an empty hall, this is a large square located in the ground!

I can't imagine that under this pristine forest, there will be a space as big as a football field, and the walls on the edge are still made of blue stone bricks.

With the toes to guess, we all know that it must have been built by hand.

The ceiling at the top was semicircular, like a hood, the highest place, at least twenty or thirty meters from the ground.

Of course, these are not the main ones.

What really stunned me was the one in the middle of the square, standing... the temple!

In the middle of the square, there is an ancient building that covers nearly one-third.

The shape of the building is similar to the temple in the ordinary temple, but the color is gray, there is no sign of painting, from the roof to the pillar, and then to other places, it is a color.

Gray.

The same gray as death.

Although the building is a dead thing, I still feel that it once lived, but now it is dead, completely silent.

The reason why I can be sure that it is a temple, not an ordinary building, or because of the high plaque outside its door, the four large characters above it.

“The Great Temple.”

When I saw the name of this slightly remote temple, I thought for a moment, and then I remembered what some famous bodhisattva had told me.

The word “mother-in-law” written on this plaque should come from the Buddha’s name for the world.

According to Buddhism, the world we all live in should be called the world of the world, and it is also called the world of the world.

The Lord of this world is Buddha Shakyamuni, and this world of the woman is the three thousand worlds of Shakyamuni.

"In the world of the mother-in-law, all beings are at ease with the ten evils, but they are troubled but unwilling to leave, which is the place where the three evils and five fun and miscellaneous meetings are also called the five evil worlds..."

Thinking of this, my heart beat up quickly, looking at the slightly strange name of the temple, only to think that this temple ... should not be a good place.

If it is in the outside world, I see the temple of the Buddha family, or the Taoist view of the Taoist family, it will inevitably give birth to an indescribable sense of security.

But at the moment, all I could feel was danger.

After thinking about it for a while, I looked to the left and right, only to feel that the wind in the walkway came from the empty hall, and that location was still on the other side of the temple.

"You take the lead, let's see."I whispered.

The evil son shouted twice, but did not stop because he felt the danger, and looked at it, it seemed to be quite angry, as if he felt that he was startled, and it was a little embarrassing.

He screamed and walked forward.

It walked slowly, but every step was steady, and its eyes were not focused on one point, but, like me, were constantly looking around.

The closer I got to the temple, the more windy the wind was inside.

Seriously, I can't think of what kind of temple would be built underground?

This temple and this empty square, looking at the year should be a certain year, at least a few decades ago to build something, the amount of work is definitely not small.

Want to get out such a large-scale underground building, no point, want to get out is simply a dream.

But in general, temples are built on the ground, on the mountains, in the woods, etc...

Whether I listen to others or read in books, I am really confused about this temple built in the ground, and I can't understand what the purpose of its construction here is.

The temple is built here, the believers are not convenient to worship incense, the monks in the temple can not live, want to go out from here to find something to eat, but also have to live like the wild people, dozens of miles are uninhabited, this mother's...

Is the temple not standing?Just a simple building?

That shouldn't be either!

It is impossible to make such a big situation, it is impossible to make an ornament, right?Like that kind of man-made landscape, it makes no sense!

“Goo...”

At this moment, a bell sounded and a very sudden came out of the temple.

Perhaps because the distance to the temple is relatively close, this time I heard the bell is obviously much larger than the beginning.

That dull and loud bell seemed to be knocked out of the temple... yes!It was like the sound of a clock!

The evil son looked back at me, saw me nod, signaled it to go to the temple, fell the evil son did not hesitate, turned around, raised his foot and went over there, he did not know what to be afraid.

With it taking the lead, my heart was also a little more down-to-earth, carefully following behind it, observing the situation around him, reminding myself.

There is a voice, there should be people, although in this place should be the enemy, but I think it is better to go to see.

The empty square is so big, although the footsteps of the evil son and I are small, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear it.

Instead of being exposed to each other's eyes, like a dog, dare not enter the temple to check, it is better to go in.

Anyway, this place is so big, once they will be attacked and beaten, now you have to fight to see each other...

All in all, it is better to take the initiative to occupy the point, at least to fight the momentum.

I didn’t even see it, what was the strength?

What's more, if the old religious people can fight me, it is necessary to say that there are evil sons to help, I think I have a great chance.

As long as the number of each other is small, and it is not the first-class gentleman who is raising nine children, it should be done.

“Can you feel someone in there?”I was behind the evil one, trying to ask.

The evil son shook his head and shouted twice, but his eyes were still the same.

There is an enemy, which should be certain, from the performance of the evil son, that the enemy can bring a certain threat to it, otherwise it cannot be so heavy.

But I have carefully smelled that there is no special smell in this place, and the yin and yang are in a relatively peaceful state, unlike the situation of wrong.

At this time, we went to the temple door and stopped our feet.

“You’re going to push the door open.”I said.

He took a few steps forward, stood in front of the door, and shouted and pushed up.

The temple's door is wooden, although the color is as gray as the wall, with an unspeakable sense of death, but I have to say that the workmanship of this gate is extremely exquisite.

There are many concave patterns on the facade, most of which are Buddhist gods, and it is extremely divine to look at the exquisite, although the color is not a sense of hierarchy, but it is also much stronger than the painting in the general temple.

These two wooden doors, at least a thousand pounds, let me push, not to push, but a little effort, fell so easy.

Soon, the door pushed the evil son to the two sides, opening a passage nearly two meters wide for us.

I was in no hurry to get in and look outside.

The temple was dark and nothing could be seen, and the electricity could only be seen vaguely to see that the ground was made of hanbai jade.

Just when I hesitated, let the evil one go in first, or observe for a while...

Suddenly, only the sound of the wind was heard, and an oil lamp was lit in the temple without warning.

The oil lamps are distributed on both sides of the temple, are orange-yellow warm light, looking a little dim, but together, it is enough to play a role in lighting.

And in front of us, the seven-and-eight-meter-high Sakyamuni sits down.

Someone was sitting there, looking at us from a distance.

The man was supposed to be a monk, wearing a shabby robe and a string of rosary in his hand, constantly moving, as if he were chanting a Buddhist, with a slightly lower head.

Even if we are tens of meters away, I can feel his calm to the extreme, like the eyes of the same pool of dead water.