"You say you have your own purpose, you have your needs, so you will follow the old religion, is this what it means?" 」

"That's right."

“Then...” I hesitated, looked at the old monk with his eyebrows criss-wrinkled, and asked what he wanted: “What do you want to take, what is it?”

“The printing.”

He Yigong said, but also raised his hand to our point a few strokes: "probably as big as an egg, may be a big, maybe a little, it is not sure, that thing looks like the same as red copper, is a metal seal."

“The seal?”The old monk said, “What seal?”

"It is very similar to the Fa-print of the two Buddhas, and it is an object that carries the power of religion."What an interest to reply.

The printing?

I do not understand the Dharma Seal of the Buddha family, but the Taoist family...

I remember the old man said that the Fa-print of the Taoist family, most of them are four sides, and the bottom is engraved with spells or greetings, which is one of the most important tools of the Taoist family.

The exorcism of the town ghosts, the practice of the people, the altar sacrifice, in these activities, the French and Indian have an indispensable position.

But what seals are said by the newspaper at this time is obviously not the French seal of the two Buddhas, so what does he mean... the seal of the old religion?

Or are they those with ties to the old creatures?

"I don't have anything you want here."The old monk said.

Hearing this, he couldn’t help but laugh and say, yes, but you don’t know where.

"I know you have a passage here, the atmosphere left by the former people when you built the temple."He smiled with kindness, although the tone was sincere, but I always felt that he wanted to do bad things.

As soon as he heard the words "gas veins", the old monk suddenly trembled, some nervously staring at the public, and there was obvious hostility in his eyes.

“What do you want?”

"The two sides of that air vein, one should be connected to this Shakyamuni sitting image, the other side, should go straight to the ground, to the suppression of the monster..."

"Do you want to go into the cave?" the old monk stared at, as if he wanted to eat people's eyes: "This is absolutely not!Not even I can walk on my own!”

“The cave?”I asked curiously, “Was that place used to suppress monsters?”That’s where the monster is, isn’t it?”

The old monk did not answer me, but nodded his head and said that the monster was there.

"We teach the excavated veins, at least two hundred meters away from the air veins of the temple, and unlike the air veins of the temple, they can go straight to the cave, they were built in advance, so they can go down, how can we later make the means, and can't break the stone wall under the ground."

He sighed, as if he were feeling sad.

"The old creature seems to have a sense of self-protection, and if you want to disperse some air, you can wrap the surrounding rocks around you, completely stable, and use any tool that is not good, harder than steel!"

“Is the dynaitch you’re talking about in the cave?”I said, the look has become a little more complicated.

This old dog day is really not good, find the Fa-print to find the cave?That place is a suppression of the old creatures, and if there is an accident, even if it is a little accident, who helps him to find the Fa-print, he will die.

Hiding the monster is too fast to hide, but also run under the eyes of the arrogant?Can such a thing be fun?

For example, the monster slept well, the speed of waking up was not too fast, and it could be controlled for a while, so we went on and happened to wake up that thing, so how much did our sins live?

"Don't worry, leave me the Fa-print thing, I will show you the way, but I can't do it alone, so you must follow."He Yi said, "If I don't help stabilize the monster, when you take the Fa-print, it will kill you, everyone must work together."

The old monk did not squeak, and looked at me quietly, which seemed to make me think.

I looked at what I said without saying a word, and thought for two seconds.

"I can't believe you."

“Why?”He said, “I have put forward such a great sincerity, and you do not believe me?”

I laughed, "Don't worry, you don't mind."

“You said it.”What a bow of heads.

"From what you said, you are a two or five, belonging to the kind of master who is in Cao Yingxin's heart in Han, and killing the happy Buddha... I feel that you have a little two sides and three knives, and there are too many black roads, which can't be prevented."I sighed, "Moreover, we don't know you, because you want to let us go down to the cave, is this not very appropriate?" 」

He sighed, saying, that’s it.

"If I were you, I wouldn't believe it."He Yi Gong said helplessly: "Then I can't prove it, just do it, I will take a step forward, you slowly work with that monster, next year I will remember to burn paper for you."

"You mother's..." I couldn't help but scold a dirty word, to see what kind of public face does not matter, the teeth are about to bite.

"At first, I let you go to your grandfather, just because I don't want to talk to Shen Jia, my purpose is very single, and you have no conflict of interest, so the enemy can be less, but now think about it..."

"Don't ask me for advice, what you say is true or false, I have to think about it!"

“There’s not much time.”He Yiguang said, raised his hand, pointed to the ceiling of the temple: "This is about to collapse, do you want to go with me, go outside to hide?"

To tell the truth, what the hell this man wants to do, what is going on in his head, is really too damn difficult to guess.

This person is an enemy or a friend, not to mention, there are a few of his ten sentences, there are a few words that are true, this is the focus of my thinking.

“What good is it for you to keep this monster asleep?”The old monk asked coldly.

“The balance.”He Yiguo did not hide his thoughts, very calmly said to us: "I need to balance, can not teach the old family, can not let you over the old religion, I have to find opportunities in the cracks, so this monster can not wake up, wake up, I will have a lot of trouble."

“Then let it sleep!”I was busy persuading.

“No.”He Yikong's hand: "I don't do a loss of money trading, not a lot of two scattered, no one wants to fall."

"There's nothing else in the caves except monsters."The old monk frowned and looked at what he looked at: "I went down once, so I knew what it was like there, and then no one else went down, where did the Fa print come from?"

"The creature did it himself."He Yigong laughed: "Whether it is the power of religion or the power of the biological body, we need a carrier, these carriers are living creatures, some are dead..."

“How do you know it did?”The old monk asked.

“Don’t forget that our old religion is not a general religious law school, and we have our own way of communicating with old creatures.”He Yiguang said, and pointed to his own head: "The Fa-in is in the cave, you don't have to doubt that."

“What if you lie to us?”I shook my head, "Let's go down with you and run to the cave, and you're back in the water, and let the monster kill us."

"That's it."

He thought about it and said, "I don't take anything down, you two, you only need one to follow me, the other guarding the hole, if I make a second time below, the person who keeps the hole can cut off the air, even if the monster will wake up, I will die 100% of the collapse of the air."

“The collapse of the air?”I said, “What do you mean?”

“It’s like a bomb.”He Yi said, “If a person who leaves the mouth of the cave ignited, he must explode below, understand what this means?”

I didn't squeak, and looked back at the old monk, but he nodded, meaning that there was such a thing.

"Time is running out, you also know, now there are only two choices, either Bo once, risk me, or just a shot and two scattered..."

“I’ll go down with you.”

Hearing my cold coming out, the old monk and He Yi Gong stood still, as if I did not expect that I would take the initiative to ask to go down to the cave.

"I'm not familiar with the air, or the old man to guard it."I smiled, "If I'm in an accident, don't hesitate to cut off the air and kill this old thing."

“Do you believe him?”The old monk looked at me hesitantly.

"I don't believe him, but I feel that he is sorry for his life, as long as he is afraid of death, we can fight and believe him once."I sighed, some helpless look at how the public, said: "Moreover, we have no other choice, don't we?"