Chapter 1685 Back to Face
Ye Qiutang became more and more confused, but the word "weird" inexplicably frightened her, "What on earth are you talking about? Please explain clearly!"
Jiang Cheng turned his head. Looking at Ye Qiutang, "Miss Ye, if my guess is correct, If so, the danger we are about to face may be more severe than what Mr. Song said. There are some things I must explain to you."
"My friend and I are better equipped to deal with such a thing than you are. Experience, we have solved similar things many times, so You must trust us. Don’t hide your next actions. Especially at critical moments, you must not make any decisions and obey the arrangements.”
Feeling Jiang Cheng’s gaze, Ye Qiutang frowned slowly. Eyebrow, she seemed to want to see through Jiang Cheng's face. On the other face, after a while, she did not express her position but said in a calm tone: "Mr. Song is indeed right. You two are extraordinary. He even suspected that these evil spirits in the temple are coming for you. The only thing we did wrong is Yes, I shouldn’t save you.”
Hearing Ye Qiutang's slightly complaining tone, Jiang Cheng acted very calmly, "Miss Ye, I don't want to shirk responsibility, but things have already happened, and it is meaningless to talk about it now."
"I can only Let me tell you, we have the ability to solve problems, not just We, I and 4 other friends were also scattered to different places."
"Everyone has a similar experience, but if everything goes well, we will meet soon, and then you can go your own way. Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, everyone does not interfere with each other, everyone is happy "Happy."
Jiang Cheng's words were somewhat unkind, and the fat man felt harsh when he heard them, but Ye Qiutang didn't react much. She just stared at Jiang Cheng's face for a long time before asking. : "I only ask one question, are you two A trick sent by Nanman, is this all a trap set by you?"
Jiang Cheng responded mercilessly: "I think Miss Ye is overthinking this question. If Nanman has any There is no reason for them to use this method on you.”
Ye Qiutang thought for a while and nodded slowly, "I, Ye Qiutang, have absolute sincerity when it comes to cooperation. Don't worry about this. I believe you can lead us out of this ghost temple."
"That's good." Jiang Cheng's expression also softened.
"By the way, what is the weird thing you just talked about?" Under the simple stone wall of the Taoist temple, Ye Qiutang stopped. This question seemed to be very important to her.
"Miss Xie Zhenye should understand. If it is weird, just think of it as an extremely powerful evil spirit. Such things cannot be defeated. It is best to find their flaws." As night falls, Houjiang City Taste They tried calling Wu, but there was no response at all. This ghost temple trapped them like a cage. What made Jiang Cheng even more worried was that until now, Li Baiyao, Shunyu, and Zhu Jietang Qisheng had not made any movement.
Jiang Cheng’s words before were a relief to Ye Qiutang. She didn’t think it was necessary for Jiang Cheng to deceive her at the critical moment of life and death. “Where are we going now?” Ye Qiutang asked. Since she didn’t understand, then she Not adding to the confusion, just giving suggestions, "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"
Taoist Lingxu made it very clear last night, tonight is the deadline, and the purple gold alms bowl must be smashed, it is a great evil thing.
"No, it's not time yet." Jiang Cheng stood still and briefly identified the direction, then raised his feet and walked to one side, "We don't wait any longer, let's go to the Merit Hall first."
The fat man has a very bad impression of Gongde Hall. Every time he wakes up at night, he goes to Gongde Hall, and Gongde Hall The way the inner monks cultivate "merit" has also repeatedly refreshed the physical and psychological limits of fat people as human beings. Last time, Fatty clearly remembered that not only were men and women having sex under the Buddha statue, but there were also monks lying on top of the monks. The monk from the Buddhist Precepts Temple was really eating meat and vegetables. The fat man was so disgusted that he almost vomited.
The three of them were cautious along the way, but fortunately, they did not encounter any trouble. When they came to the gate of the courtyard where Merit Hall was located, the fat man frowned instinctively. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
“There’s no such noisy noise anymore, aren’t you used to it?” Jiang Cheng glanced at it and knew what the fat man was thinking. Everything was written on his face.
"Ah, yes, yes, I said it feels weird."
Although the appearance of today's Merit Hall has not changed much, the style and heritage are very different from before. The stone walls here Gray tiles, a Taoist atmosphere of free and easy admiration for nature blows in the face.
There was a faint light coming from inside. It was not the light of a torch, but really just some light, a small mud lamp, or a candle.
As you get closer, you can hear the sound of chanting Taoist scriptures coming from inside.
The sound was buzzing, but not annoying, but it could be heard that there were many people inside.
Not daring to go to the old place, the three of them carefully came to another window. Jiang Cheng poked a small hole in the window paper with his finger.
Ye Qiutang followed suit.
Just when the fat man was about to poke him with his thick fingers, Jiang Cheng stopped him, "You don't have to, you stay and watch the surroundings."
Through the small hole, Jiang Cheng saw people sitting cross-legged inside. There were dozens of Taoist priests. These Taoist priests had their backs to them, with green straw mats underneath them, and an open scripture in front of each of them.
One candle stood between the Taoist priests, standing so casually, and the tears of the candles slid down along the candles and dripped on the ground.
A breeze blew, and the candlelight swayed violently. Jiang Cheng could see clearly that the walls around him were covered with portraits of people. Judging from their appearance and the gestures of their hands, they should all be immortal figures in the Taoist sect. .
“Hiss——”
Ye Qiutang took a breath, and then she gently touched Jiang Cheng with her hand.
In fact, there was no need for her to remind him. Jiang Cheng himself had seen it. A little to the right of the Taoist priests who were meditating and chanting sutras, the thin back was very familiar.
It is Monk Huicong, but now that Huicong has grown hair, he should be called Xuan Cong.
I saw Xuan Cong's body moving from time to time, his head hanging slightly, and he seemed to be reciting scriptures with everyone.
After changing several postures in succession, Jiangcheng Ye Qiutang could still only see the backs of these monks.
“Let’s go around to the other side. We must move gently.” Jiang Cheng lowered his voice.
Soon, the three of them tiptoed around half the circle of Merit Hall and went in the other direction, where there was another window that looked even more shabby.
After confirming that there was no danger, Ye Qiutang carefully poked a small hole in the window paper with his fingers, and then leaned closer to the hole to look inside. But the next second, the fat man suddenly noticed that Ye Qiutang's body stiffened, and then he uncontrollably Tremble.
When Jiang Cheng saw something was wrong, he immediately pulled Ye Qiutang back, "What's going on?"
He was guarding the surroundings just now, and he didn't have time to insert a hole in the window paper, and he didn't choose to look at what Ye Qiutang left. Xiao Kong, because he knew that if Ye Qiutang was really affected by something, he would be tricked if he looked at it next time, so he chose to ask Ye Qiutang first. This was also based on experience in the nightmare world many times.
"What on earth happened to them?" Ye Qiutang looked horrified, "What I saw just now was the backs of these Taoist priests. They... their backs were still facing me!"
As soon as these words came out, the fat man immediately imagined the scene inside, and his whole body felt bad.
Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, then he poked another hole and looked inside. After a moment, he looked away and nodded with difficulty to the fat man, "She's right, these Taoist priests still have their backs turned. Us.”
It was impossible for the Taoist priests inside to completely change directions in such a short period of time without making a sound, so Jiang Cheng concluded that they had been tricked.
Jiang Cheng once saw a post about a campus supernatural story. The post was titled Girl with Braids. It was about a high school girls dormitory. On the night of the holiday, all the roommates in the dormitory left, leaving only Xiaomei was alone. As a result, Xiaomei, who was sleeping soundly late at night, was suddenly awakened by the sound of footsteps in the corridor.
The footsteps were very strange, walking back and forth in the corridor. Xiaomei felt strange, so she looked out through the cathole on the dormitory door, and saw a girl with a ponytail. , the girl stood outside her door, stopped and remained motionless, her thick ponytail hanging behind her head, jet black.
Xiaomei didn’t remember that there was this girl in the school. At the same time, in the middle of the night, all the classmates in the dormitory had almost left. The more Xiaomei thought about it, the more frightened she became. Then she suddenly thought that a girl in the dormitory opposite didn’t seem to be there either. When she got home, she gently took out her phone and sent a message to the girl.
It didn’t take long for me to receive a reply. But the moment I opened the reply, Xiaomei was shocked, because it was an unclear photo, as if it was taken from a crack in the door. Taken secretly, the photo also shows a girl with a ponytail facing away from the camera.
So the girl outside the door has ponytails on both sides, and she has no face at all.
Originally, at this point in the story, Jiang Cheng would only treat it as a pastime for a third-rate novelist when he was bored, but this post also extended many stories, some of which are quite interesting. At that time, the dormitory opposite Xiaomei was actually not occupied at all. Xiaomei’s friends were fake, and some It is said that the ponytail girl outside is Xiaomei's friend, but this friend was killed by Xiaomei. He came to seek revenge from her, and there was a pinned post that left a deep impression on the young Jiang Cheng. It said this Yes, Xiaomei was really cursed when she opened the photo and found that the ponytail in the photo was the girl's face.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He immediately looked into the room. It was still the same as before, with the Taoist priest facing away, the green straw mat, and the dim candles. However, he just felt that something had changed, but as he scanned them one by one, there was no movement among the Taoist priests inside.
"Hiss——"
The next second, Ye Qiutang, who was also observing, seemed to have discovered something, and took a sharp breath, "Stop, stop looking!" Ye Qiutang Pulling Jiang Cheng back.
Ye Qiutang's voice was trembling, and her eyes became frightened. She kept looking around, as if she was worried about something.
"Keep your voice down, you're not afraid." Ye Qiutang's voice just now frightened the fat man, and his face turned green. If he provoked the evil Taoist priests inside, he would be in trouble.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng tried to comfort Ye Qiutang, "Speak slowly if you have something to say."
"Don't look, there are fewer people inside." Ye Qiutang said in a hurry, "Last time I looked at a Taoist priest a few times, so I had an impression of him. Can you please wait until I see him again? Look, the Taoist priest is gone!"
"Gone." Jiang Cheng frowned, "To be honest, Miss Ye, I have been guarding against this, so I check the number of people every time. I counted twice, and each time there were 44 people, including Monk Huicong.”
"Impossible, I clearly remember that there was a Taoist priest under the pillar on the right, but he disappeared just now." Ye Qiutang said with certainty.
After saying that, Ye Qiutang continued to look closer, and this time her reaction was even more violent, because not only the previous Taoist priest disappeared, but also the other Taoist priest next to this Taoist priest also disappeared, and with them Also disappearing were their scriptures and the green straw mat beneath them. All of this happened very naturally.
The fat man also wanted to come over to take a look, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was forced back by Jiang Cheng's look, "Don't cause trouble, you are the only one who didn't get hit, and you jumped into the fire pit."
At this point, Jiang Cheng probably knows what the problem is. Today's Merit Hall is a trap. The other party knows that they want to look carefully at Monk Huicong's face, so they set this trap.
Before, they were looking at the backs of the Taoist priests inside, but now they were looking at the front faces of these things.
And seeing the frontal face means that they have also been discovered by the ghost inside.
At the end of that post, Xiaomei disappeared, and she became the next ponytail girl, like a water ghost looking for a substitute.
After briefly explaining the story of the girl with the ponytail to the fat man Ye Qiutang, both of their faces became excited. To be fair, Ye Qiutang admitted that he was not that afraid of death. After she became a famous general, she was in a bloody storm. She had seen many scenes, but what she was afraid of was such a strange death, silent and full of despair.
"Is there anything you can do? If so"
Before Ye Qiutang finished speaking, her eyes suddenly stopped. She stared straight at the position behind Jiang Cheng, her eyes falling. .
Jiang Cheng turned around and made a blocking movement at the same time. He subconsciously thought that there was a sneak attack. Anything could happen in this damn place.
But a gust of night wind came, and there was nothing behind him, with no trace of anyone at all.
But the next second, as his eyes turned downward, he found a pair of shoe prints on the mud.
The shoe prints were large and round, which was completely different from the shoes of the three of them. Jiang Cheng immediately realized that these shoes were black cloth shoes often worn by Taoist priests, which were round-mouthed shoes.
But when had a Taoist priest been around them? The shoe prints are very new, and it looks like they were left not long ago.
Slowly, Jiang Cheng discovered something even more terrifying. There was only one pair of these shoe prints. There was wet mud nearby, but there were no traces of the shoe prints coming from or walking out of, as if they were just there. It seemed like it suddenly appeared in a certain moment. (End of this chapter)