Chapter 141 Temple
The Buddha stopped spitting out golden light beams.
The crowd slowly walked towards the Big Buddha. People on the edge of the city had already walked to the feet of the Big Buddha, and slowly integrated into the Big Buddha's body, as if they were taking refuge!
As more and more people merged in, the expression on the Buddha's face seemed to soften a little, and the expressions on the faces of the people in the entire city seemed to soften as well.
The king's palace.
Three people were sitting on a small bench, surrounding a computer, looking at the screen with different expressions.
The king's face was gloomy and angry.
The old man's face was expressionless, as if he had facial paralysis.
And Zhu Heng’s face was full of expressions, including shock, worry, and even a trace of schadenfreude?
"Where is Mr. Lin?" The king's face became more and more gloomy as he watched another city disappear.
"I don't know, you can call him and ask him." Zhu Heng shook his head and replied honestly.
The king took out the phone with a gloomy face, found Lin Yuanqing's number, and dialed it.
【Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call. 】
At this time, Lin Yuanqing had arrived in Tianzhu, but the city he was in was where the ghost Buddha first appeared.
"Brother Lin, the ghosts and Buddhas massacred the city." Confucius' voice was a bit heavy, as if he was mourning the ordinary people who were massacred.
"I know." Lin Yuanqing's answer was as cold as ever, as if the city's millions of people had nothing to do with him.
He is still looking for this old temple.
Confucius spoke for a moment, as if he was struck by Lin Yuanqing's indifference to human life, and no sound came out.
In the black ghost realm, a picture came out, which was consistent with the picture I saw on the video before. With a thought, it disappeared.
When you appear again, you have arrived at the old temple and walked in.
The temple is not big, with only two rooms. The front one is the lobby, with a statue of Buddha, and next to it are some statues of Bodhisattvas and Arhats.
This is for offering incense to people, but there are still several corpses of novice monks lying on the ground. Judging from the degree of decomposition, they have been there for a long time.
The ghost eyes were turned on, scanning the lobby, and nothing unusual was found. Everywhere said that this represented ordinary white.
Go into another room. This should be a Zen room with several futons and two beds. Of course, corpses are also essential.
There is only one corpse. He looks very old. He should be the host here, but he is also an ordinary person. The corpse is already rotten.
Ghost Eyes scanned the room, and Lin Yuanqing noticed an anomaly. It was a huge photo frame, which was extremely awkward on the wall.
In Lin Yuanqing's eyes, it was like a black hole, almost as supernatural as the Mummy Bride.
Lin Yuanqing knew that he had found it.
Step forward and touch the photo frame with a white ghost hand. Unexpectedly, it was easily taken off.
After taking off the photo frame, a large hole suddenly appeared on the originally intact wall. The hole was extremely dark, like a passage into the abyss, without a trace of light.
Throwing the photo frame into the ghost ring, looking directly at the ghost, the darkness was immediately dispersed, and a door inside could be vaguely seen.
The ghost realm extends, black slowly penetrates, and the ghost realm flickers.
Lin Yuanqing appeared inside the cave entrance and looked around. It seemed that this place was not in the real world.
"Is it an unknown supernatural space? No wonder the ghost domain was covered and it was not discovered." Lin Yuanqing looked around and murmured.
The surroundings are pitch black, as if there is a piece of land located here in the void.
Even the ghost's eyes can't see through the secrets in this darkness.
Turn around, a lonely door stands in front of you.
The material of this gate is very old, as if it has existed for endless years, but the style is indeed that of the Republic of China period.
Turn around, the black ghost hand slowly stretched out and grabbed the door handle, and the supernatural power was activated.
Zhi~ya~
It opened slowly like an ordinary wooden door.
The moment the door opened, Lin Yuanqing had the rusty coffin nail in his hand, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
But nothing happened here, Lin Yuanqing looked inside.
It was very empty inside, with only a futon and a tribute table, and there was nothing on the tribute table.
Glancing around with ghost eyes, there is nothing strange about these things. They are just ordinary furniture, but it may be due to the material. They do not look shabby.
Walking into the room, there was nothing strange. The ghost eyes continued to scan and found an abnormality in the corner of the room.
There was a corpse lying there, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the bearded man in the video. He was just lying on the ground quietly, and the ghost in his body strangely did not revive.
Stepping forward, squatting down, the white ghost hand stretched out, probed the man's neck, and found that the man was still alive.
The ghost heart ability was activated, and suddenly cool and gentle power poured into the bearded body.
The bearded eyes, which were originally closed and looked like they were asleep, trembled slightly, and slowly opened the empty eye frames: "@#!￥"
Lin Yuanqing couldn't understand what he was saying at all, so he stopped the influx of ghost heart power, grabbed the bearded man in the ghost realm and walked outside.
The bearded man struggled, he seemed to be very resistant to leaving here.
But Lin Yuanqing ignored his struggle and led him out of this very ancient door. The ghost domain extended and disappeared with him.
At this time, Kongqiu’s voice came out from the originally silent mobile phone: “Brother Lin, your signal was lost just now, what happened?”
“I went to a "Supernatural Land, do you have a translation function?" Lin Yuanqing replied, then asked another question.
"The language of Tianzhu can be translated." Confucius said.
"Okay, translate what this person is talking about." Lin Yuanqing pulled back the bearded man who had sent him away because he was too noisy.
Put your phone closer.
Suddenly, the bearded man said something and it was translated on his mobile phone.
However, the voice translated by the mobile phone was a mechanical sound without any fluctuations, which was in sharp contrast to the red-faced and hysterical voice of the bearded man.
"@#!@￥#!￥@##"
The translation roughly means: "Who are you? Why did you take me out? Do you know how long I have been looking for this place?"
The rest were some curse words, which were also translated by the cold mechanical voice.
Lin Yuanqing's eyes gradually turned cold, his ghost eyes opened, staring at the bearded man.
The bearded voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually became silent. There was a look of fear on the eyeless face.
"Can you translate my words to him?" Lin Yuanqing's voice sounded faintly.
“Yes.” Confucius answered directly without hesitation.
"Answer the question or die!"
This sentence was transformed into a cold mechanical sound, which reached the ears of the bearded man.
The bearded chick nodded like he was pecking at rice, without any sense of the momentum he had just cursed. (End of chapter)