Chapter 86 Yu Qian was tricked
Dong dong dong~
The early morning bell rang, calling out to those who were in their dreams.
"Donor, the host invites you to participate in the morning recitation. You must participate."
In an ancient temple, a young novice stood in front of a bedroom and knocked on the door.
Squeak~
The door to the room was opened. Yu Qian looked at the big clock at the top and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Dong~
Dong~
Dong...
Nine bells rang throughout the temple.
Crisp and meaningful.
Seeing Yu Qian open the door, the little novice raised his right hand first, then his left hand, put his hands together in a salute, then walked to the next room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
It’s the same rhetoric.
Yu Qian's pupils shrank slightly and he stared at the little novice monk with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"Right hand first..."
Squeak~
The door of the next room was opened, Ye Zhen frowned and walked out of the room. He stared at the little novice monk, keeping his hand on the hilt of the sword. .
He said nothing, just looking at the little novice monk like this.
Noticing Ye Zhen’s movements, the little novice monk seemed very calm: “Donor, the killing objects are not allowed into the hall, please stay in the guest room.”
After saying that, he repeated the previous salute, still raising his right hand first.
Then he turned and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.
When the little novice monk left the yard, Ye Zhen walked next to Yu Qian, full of doubts: "How did we get in?"
Before, they were just walking on a gloomy black path. As we walked, everything changed, and then we heard the big bell ringing, and then the little novice knocked on the door and asked them to do some morning chanting.
It’s so bizarre that it happened like this in the blink of an eye.
"I'm not sure. I haven't figured out the point of entering this ghost...this temple. I just know that as long as we appear near the temple, we will come in when we reach a special point."
"As for It’s unclear what that point is.”
Yu Qian recalled the previous situation, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"So do we want to go to the morning chanting? When Ye came in before, he forced his way in. The situation inside was not like this, but a broken Buddha everywhere..."
< br>"Shut up."
Before Ye Zhen finished speaking, Yu Qian interrupted him directly.
"Don't say anything about the temple here, such as the names of those clay statues and..."
At this point, Yu Qian hesitated for a while and did not continue: "You Just see what I do."
As he spoke, he glanced at the extremely conspicuous clock at the top.
After a moment of silence: "You can go and chant early, otherwise you will be attacked by those monks."
The way the ghost temple greeted the two of them seemed a little different.
In memory, the current ghost temple looks a bit like Huanggang Village before.
"If there are any other taboos, please make it clear first."
Ye Zhen looked around and said.
He is now not sure if this is the place he has been before. This place is different from the temple in his memory.
Suddenly, Ye Zhen's eyes narrowed, and the surrounding environment was changing rapidly.
The originally clear sky suddenly became extremely dark, the walls were breaking and falling off, and black weeds were quickly sprouting from the ground.
The big clock at the top changed from bronze to black.
Beside the big bell, stood a headless figure. He was wearing a cassock, with his right hand raised in front of him, facing the big bell motionlessly.
At the same time, there was a strange noise outside the yard, as if something was rubbing against the wall.
Ye Zhen looked at this scene with a solemn face. In just the blink of an eye, the ancient temple turned into a ghostly place.
Familiar, so familiar. Ye Zhen was extremely familiar with this situation.
This is the ghost temple in his memory.
"Yu Qian, this is the ghost temple that Ye has been to!"
Ye Zhen looked back at Yu Qian and said with great solemnity, but the next moment his expression changed. .
Where are people?
Yu Qian, who was by his side just now, has gone somewhere.
Looking at the gloomy and terrifying environment around him, Ye Zhen slowly drew out his long sword.
Things seem to be a bit serious.
"There are many taboos, that's for sure, but I only know three...one of them is..."
Yu Qian glanced at him and looked at Ye Zhen, then Yu Qian frowned.
Looking back at the two rooms, there was no one in them.
“Where are the people?”
Yu Qian glanced around, with some doubts and vigilance in his eyes.
He was not distracted just now. Why did Ye Zhen suddenly disappear?
In just one sentence, people are gone?
He didn't notice anything unusual during this period.
To be precise, it’s not that I didn’t notice it, but that the abnormality didn’t appear at all.
But this seems unlikely...
Then...
Yu Qian's expression changed slightly. Something abnormal must have occurred, but he just couldn't notice it.
Things are getting weird.
"Donor, the morning recitation is about to begin, please hurry up."
Footsteps sounded, and the little novice monk from before appeared outside the courtyard gate.
Seeing this little novice monk, Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, he hesitated for a while and nodded, but did not speak.
"Maitreya is always here. Thank you donor for your understanding. The young monk will lead the way for you."
With the unfamiliar opening words, Yu Qian hesitated for a moment and walked towards the young novice monk.
The little novice monk nodded without saying anything, turned around and led the way.
Out of the courtyard, Yu Qian vaguely heard something rubbing against the wall.
I turned my head and saw that the walls were neat and there was no one around.
There seemed to be no object that could make that sound.
"Donor, don't be surprised. The walls in the temple are all sound walls, and occasionally some sounds from the past will come out." The little novice's voice rang out, directly answering Yu Qian's doubts.
"Wall of Sound?"
Yu Qian looked at the little novice monk expressionlessly.
The sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the wall is not as simple as saying that this is a wall of sound.
And when he looked at the little novice monk, Yu Qian's expression changed slightly.
I saw the young novice leading the way, turning his head and looking at him calmly.
But here comes the problem. Although the little novice turned his head, his body did not turn, and his face was facing the direction of Yu Qian.
But Yu Qian is behind it.
Looking at the face of the little novice monk, and then at the back under the face, Yu Qian did not speak, nor did he stop. He just nodded, indicating that he understood.
Seeing Yu Qian nodding, the little novice novice also nodded, then turned his head and returned to the normal position.
The wall was rubbed, and the sound became louder and louder. Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes, walked out of the door with a long sword in hand.
Out of the courtyard, Ye Zhen turned his head and looked at the wall on one side. Under the darkness, people rubbed their faces against the wall.
The walls were almost covered with blood stains, some of which had solidified and turned black.
Ye Zhen clenched the sword, took a deep breath, and looked around. There was a 'person' posted on every wall of the entire temple, including those that had half collapsed.
Boom~
Suddenly the bell rang, Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked up at the clock at the top.
The headless figure was ringing a bell with a slightly round object in his hand.
The sound of the bell is dull, but it echoes in this temple.
As the bell rang, those 'people' who were rubbing against the wall suddenly stopped moving.
Then they all looked at Ye Zhen.
The atmosphere became weird at this moment.
......
"Donor, the main hall is here, you can go in on your own."
The little novice monk turned around, clasped his hands, said something, and then left directly.
Don't know where to go.
Looking at this magnificent hall, standing outside the hall, the red plaque with the four words "Mahatma Palace" is very conspicuous.
But it is not as conspicuous as the big red Buddha standing in the main hall.
At this moment, there are dozens of futons placed in front of the Buddha statue, and there is a person sitting on each futon.
Neither are monks.
They wear different costumes and have different hair and skin colors.
But the same thing is that they lowered their heads, muttered something in their mouths, and looked extremely frightened.
"Living people? Are there foreigners?"
Yu Qian frowned, glanced at the people in the hall, and counted 71 people in total.
Add him and it’s 72.
Things got weird.
In reality, Ye Zhen disappeared inexplicably, and now so many living people appear again.
This...
After thinking about it, Yu Qian calmly walked into the hall, found the vacant futon, and sat down.
Looking at the giant Buddha with "kind eyebrows and kind eyes", Yu Qian recognized who this Buddha was.
Burning lamp ancient Buddha.
The identity of the Buddha can be guessed from the lamp in its hand.
After glancing at the layout of the main hall, it was no different from the main hall of an ordinary temple.
The only difference is that although there are many candlesticks with candles on them, they are not lit.
This also leads to a lack of light here.
The hall was filled with smoke, which was the scene caused by the burning incense sticks.
Yu Qian frowned and looked around.
"Don't look at it. Anyone who doesn't respect the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will die after entering here."
Suddenly an old man next to Yu Qian raised his head tremblingly and looked at Yu Qian.
He clasped his hands together. Although there was fear on his face, the look in his eyes was extremely calm.
Even a little fanatical.
For a while, Yu Qian couldn't even tell whether his body was shaking like this because he was too excited or too scared.
Yu Qian tilted his head and looked at this old man. He looked about seventy or eighty years old and his voice was also very old.
"How did you get here?" Yu Qian asked.
What makes him most curious now is why there are so many living people here.
Under normal circumstances, this is impossible.
How could there be more than 70 living people gathering in this supernatural place?
Are the ghosts here so easy to get along with?
He didn’t believe it.
When the old man heard what Yu Qian said, he shook his head and said nothing. He clasped his hands and lowered his head, muttering some words that Yu Qian could not understand.
Yu Qian narrowed his eyes and scanned the crowd, feeling a bad premonition for some reason.
Suddenly, the bell rang.
Yu Qian’s pupils shrank.
"Nima, Ye Zhen, I***..."
As the bell rang that shouldn't have sounded, the hall suddenly fell into silence.
The muttering disappeared, and the hall door slammed shut.
The sky outside the hall changed from early morning to night.
Dong~
Dong dong dong~
The bells kept ringing.
Yu Qian stood up and looked at the giant Buddha shrouded in darkness with great solemnity.
Every living person around looked at Yu Qian.
Their expressions began to become numb, and blood stains appeared on their faces.
Some even showed their facial bones.
Glancing at the faces of these people, Yu Qian suddenly heard the friction sound he heard before.
A rich black energy began to emit from the Buddha's body. This black energy was deeper than darkness.
Yu Qian looked at the big Buddha warily, and then slowly backed away.
But suddenly, he stopped, and the people around him who were far away from sitting on the futon all stood up at this moment.
They stared at Yu Qian with numb expressions, then stretched out their hands to grab Yu Qian.
Dong dong dong~
The bells continued to echo in the temple, and Yu Qian looked around with a headache.
Ye Zhen moved the bell, this is absolute, otherwise the bell would not ring all the time.
"No matter what, let's find a way to get out of here first..."
The ghost realm will not work here. This ghost temple is the ghost realm of a powerful ghost.
The scarecrow’s ghost realm is not as scary as this ghost’s ghost realm.
Even Ye Zhen's ghost realm is not as strong as this ghost.
But he can't use the ghost realm with movable ghosts, which doesn't mean he can't use the ghost realm with immovable ghosts.
Looking at the people walking around him, Yu Qian made a plan in just a second.
A terrifying coldness emanated from Yu Qian.
Drops of blood-red lake water seeped out from under the skin.
Blood dripped onto the ground and soon formed a pool.
The moment the water pool was formed, Yu Qian directly controlled the water pool to spread around.
Dozens of scarecrows emerged from the water, burrowing into the bloody lake.
Lake water drips from them and falls into the water.
The moment they appeared, they pounced directly on those people.
In just a blink of an eye, all those people were knocked down by the scarecrow and dragged into the water.
When those people were dragged into the water, Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
These are not evil ghosts, just ghost slaves.
He started walking towards the gate, but the whole time he was facing the big Buddha.
Three rules, three rules he knows, you cannot move the clock when it is dark.
When the Buddha begins to emit black energy, you cannot turn your back to the Buddha.
This is true for all three Buddhas.
At dawn, the request of the monks in the temple cannot be refused.
But they will only make one request, and that is for people to participate in morning recitation.
They will ask for nothing more.
This was also a taboo he planned to tell Ye Zhen, but unfortunately, Ye Zhen disappeared before he could.
Gazing at the giant Buddha that was constantly emitting black gas, Yu Qian retreated to the door of the main hall.
He touched the door and tried to push it with a quilt, but it did not open.
The door was motionless, as if it had been welded shut.
Yu Qian did not believe in evil, and a strong coldness filled his body. Then he hit the door with his back and controlled the lake water to flow out of the hall.
But the result was unexpected.
The gate remained motionless, and even the lake water could not flow out through the gap in the gate.
Yu Qian’s face changed slightly.
"Can't get out? Why can't even the ghost lake flow out..."
Yu Qian became a little anxious. The situation is very dangerous now. The black energy on the big Buddha in front of him More and more intense.
That sense of crisis made his heart beat extremely hard.
This Buddha is scary!
The ghost realm was suppressed, the lake could not leave the hall, and there were only a few ghosts in his body that could be used.
But obviously, the level of terror is not as high as this weird giant Buddha.
“Ye Zhen, a dog-like person...”
Yu Qian's face became extremely ugly.
Crack~
Suddenly, the Buddha began to break into pieces, and pieces of red flesh fell from the Buddha's body.
A hand exuding black energy stretched out from the face of the Buddha.
Then a woman with disheveled hair and whose face could not be seen emerged from the inside.
At this moment, Yu Qian's heart directly chose to strike.
In an instant, it changed from a state of high-speed beating to stillness.
The red lake water began to shrink toward his body uncontrollably.
Yu Qian’s expression completely changed.
"Suppression... Li Gui has been suppressed!"
The evil ghost on his body began to fall silent, and Yu Qian couldn't believe what he was feeling.
But the next second, his pupils trembled violently.
As the body exuding black energy completely emerged from the face of the Buddha.
Yu Qian got extremely bad news.
His golden finger was also suppressed.
But how is this possible!
Goldfinger is not a ghost...
Suddenly an extremely bad idea appeared in his mind.
And one sentence.
In this world, all extraordinary beings are essentially ghosts.
This is what he said.
The next two words appeared in his mind.
Become a ghost!
When thinking of a living person turning into a ghost, Yu Qian's heart suddenly became heavy.
Liu Baiqing is the best example, and so is Wang Chaling.
The dark eyes were locked on Yu Qian. Yu Qian swallowed, and all the evil spirits in his body were suppressed.
You can’t escape if you run, and you can’t fight if you fight.
Click~
The sound of a lighter appeared, followed by a faint green light, and Yu Qian lit a red ghost candle with an ugly expression.
If Ye Zhen could leave alive this time, it would be impossible for Ye Zhen not to be beaten by him.
Ye Zhen may be feeling comfortable now, but here he is facing the source ghost of the ghost temple.
The dim green candlelight illuminated the surrounding three meters, but it was only three meters.
His life lies within this three-meter cone of light.
Looking at the fast-burning ghost candle, just look at the burning speed. The entire ghost candle will burn out in one minute at most.
This is still based on the fact that Li Gui did not attack him directly.
Seeing this situation, Yu Qian silently took out five red ghost candles, just in case.
He only has these ghost candles on him, and they will be gone after they are used up.
Shrouded in green, Yu Qian felt a little comforted.
He pushed the door of the hall hard.
According to normal circumstances, when the ghost candle is lit, the supernatural beings will be repelled wherever the candle light shines.
The door was right behind him, and the candlelight must have caught it.
The reasoning is correct, but the results seem to be skewed.
This time the door did not stay still, but was pushed by Yu Qian.
But the door still didn't open.
Yu Qian frowned, this shouldn’t be right.
He hit it with his back, and the door was banged loudly, but there was still no sign of the door being pushed open.
"The supernatural has not been pushed away?"
Pfft~
Suddenly the ghost candle's burning speed doubled.
Yu Qian's pupils suddenly shrank to their smallest size. He looked up and looked at the big Buddha through the green light.
But when I looked over, I saw nothing but darkness.
Even the outline of the big Buddha can no longer be seen.
Not to mention that fierce ghost.
"Not so good..." (End of this chapter)