Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Where is this?

Song Qingxiao felt that a chill came from the soles of her feet and penetrated her body, making her tremble uncontrollably.

The temple in front of you is clearly majestic and majestic, and the Buddha's light is bursting, but it gives people an extremely gloomy feeling.

‘Boom boom boom——’

The wooden fish's sound was still beating, coupled with the Sanskrit sound of chanting, the previous weird call had disappeared.

It's just that the feeling of magic sound piercing the ears was like a mark, burned into her soul, making her forehead seem to faintly hurt.

Li Quan and the others stood far away. She almost fainted in front of the temple, which seemed to verify what Lao Liu and others had said before. Everyone was worried that she had fallen into evil.

Wherever she looked, she met with hostile, vigilant, and defensive eyes, as if she was treated as a scourge, fearful and disgusting.

"You can't enter this temple."

Although she knew that these people were on guard against her, she still reminded her.

"There is evil in it."

Uncle Shan shook his hand, unconsciously letting go of the hand holding her.

"How can there be evil in the temple?" Lao Liu's face was weird, and he was clearly shrouded in the Buddha's light, but his face was a bit dark, like a shadow wrapped in light:

"I think you have a problem."

"As soon as I came to the temple, I fainted, I was afraid that it would show up under the light of Buddha."

"At this moment, we are still preventing us from entering the temple. It seems that we have really fallen into the devil."

The people in the caravan were already very hostile to Song Qingxiao. Even Uncle Shan, who had always been kind to her, stood on the side of the team and stared at her with a pity and a slightly scared expression. .

This look is not unfamiliar, and she has seen it many times, whether it is in God's Prison or in reality.

Some people shun her with fear, some resent, hate, and fear her.

But she also remembered that there were some people who trusted her, put their lives in her hands, and obeyed her arrangements. In her mind, she thought of Pin Luo, and thought of Song Daochang and others in Shen Zhuang's party.

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When someone misunderstood her, there were always others who stood firmly beside her.

This kind of trust and concern turned into a kind of strange shelter, warming her heart that had been gradually indifferent because of the trial of God's Hell.

"It's ok."

She smiled, "If you really want to enter, you must be very careful."

"Humph!"

Zhao Qi let out a cold snort, thinking that she was already guilty.

"Let's go in quickly." Old Liu urged without a trace:

"I can't wait."

Everyone nodded and walked to the steps in front of the temple.

The stone steps in front of the temple are extremely clean, and the paving is made of smooth and neat blue bricks, which are cleaned very cleanly.

Song Qingxiao fell to the end, and everyone consciously distanced herself from her, fearing that she might be exposed to evil, so they didn't dare to get too close to her.

The moment she stepped on the steps, the obviously clean ground suddenly surged in a black dust mist, slowly enclosing the soles of her feet.

"You came……"

"Finally home……"

The voice that had previously disappeared rang in her ears again, with hatred and resentment, but with the previous experience, it did not cause her to know the sea any more pain.

'boom! ’

Her footsteps are solid, the dust that has been raised dissipates, and all distracting thoughts and broken words have disappeared cleanly, as if this call is just another illusion that she has appeared.

When everyone entered the temple gate, they saw a small square with the main hall in the distance. Strangely, there was no half of a human figure around.

However, the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of the scriptures was endless, but it was a moment and a half that people could not tell where the sound came from.

"Is this huge temple?"

Li Gen subconsciously wrapped his hands around his chest and rubbed his arms.

A layer of goose bumps has surfaced on his arms, which is a reminder from the subconscious mind.

For some reason, after entering the temple, it seems that I can no longer hear the sound of wind, birds and insects outside.

Apart from Sanskrit and Muyu, there was no other movement.

Logically speaking, he should feel relaxed, calm and warm when he is no longer exposed to the mountain breeze, and he should feel relaxed, calm and warm when he is in the Buddhist hall. The blood is freezing bit by bit.

This kind of chill from the bottom of my heart was much stronger than the mountain breeze, causing his teeth to hit up and down, making a chucking sound.

He is not alone in feeling this way.

Except for the three of Lao Liu, the rest of the caravan also felt a chill from their hearts.

"It's really big."

Li Quan, the leader of the caravan, nodded, looked around, and asked strangely:

"The temple was built in such a magnificent atmosphere, with exquisite materials everywhere."

The floor tiles in the square are carefully selected, as if they are stained with the light of Buddha, and the aura is compelling.

Below the hall in the distance, several red pillars were painted with good paint, and they looked unusually magnificent.

It was late at night, but the temple was brightly lit, and from the sound of chanting, there were many monks in the temple.

Can build such a big temple and raise such many monks——

"It doesn't look like a wild temple in the mountains, but it looks like incense is flourishing."

After the initial surprise, Li Quan, the leader of the caravan, quickly realized something was wrong.

People at this time advocated Buddhism and were extremely superstitious about it.

This has created a common phenomenon-people are as thin as wood, and their families are as poor as washes, but they have to cut back on food and pay taxes.

But the temple is rich and rich, and the masters are all fat and big ears.

The more temples there are Taoist masters, the more stunning they are.

But the mages are divided into one to six classes, and the same goes for temples.

Li Quan's journey from the south to the north is also somewhat insightful.

He knew that temples in towns were far stronger than temples in the countryside.

Temples are built on the support of the people and will not be far away from the crowds, so they are generally built in local towns.

Although there are villages that build temples, the scale will not be so amazing.

After all, poor villages cannot support so many monks, so naturally there is no opportunity for temple development.

At best, it was just like the village they went to in the evening, setting up an earthen temple to honor the mud bodhisattva to relieve oneself.

The scale of the temple in front of him was no less than any temple that Li Quan had ever seen, and he didn't even know how many times it won, which made him suspicious.

He had the most knowledge in the caravan, and even went to Shengjing where the emperor lived.

But even so, the largest Buddhist temple in Shengjing may not be comparable to the temple in front of me.

"Something's wrong!"

It was only then that he finally realized that there was a problem.

Previously, he seemed to be fascinated by ghosts, and he only wanted to come to the temple to seek refuge, and he hadn't thought of anything else.

Now that I have entered the temple, the instinctive sense of crisis in people's hearts finally broke through this confusion.

What Song Qingxiao had said surfaced, and he began to doubt Lao Liu and others.

Coming from Lao Liu led the way, but it took less than a quarter of an hour to walk. With such a large temple nearby, the mountain was quiet, and it should have been the sound of wooden fish knocking and chanting.

But in fact, everyone came all the way before, and before they saw the temple, they didn't hear the slightest movement.

And before Lao Liu talked about it, everyone hadn't seen the light or the temple.

But after he spoke, the temple appeared, as if it had been changed out of thin air.

"Huang Chong!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he couldn't help calling out loudly:

"When you were digging wild vegetables, you walked a long way. Why didn't you find this temple so close?"

There were more than a dozen people in the caravan. Everyone was scattered. Except for the few who stayed behind, the rest were assigned to pick firewood, dig vegetables, dig vegetables, draw water, and explore paths.

With so many people, why did the three old men discover this temple?

"Strange, I didn't see it at first."

The man named by him was also very puzzled, put his hands on the pole, and responded:

"Perhaps it's not going in this direction."

"What about people?"

Li Quan became more upset, and asked Old Liu:

"Isn't there a mage?" But everyone entered the hall, but they didn't see the mage at all.

"Mage?"

At this time, Old Liu became more and more wrong, his head slowly drooping, a pair of hands that were originally in his sleeves also dropped to his side, faintly said:

"Isn't it there?"

"where?"

Li Quan already felt that something was very wrong. As soon as his voice fell, he turned his head and looked around, hoping to find a trace of a living person.

At this moment, the last Song Qing trail of the team:

"He is no longer human."

Her words made Li Quan, who was already very frightened, his back numb, and he subconsciously turned to look in the direction of Lao Liu.

Under this look, he couldn't help but feel trembling.

Under the light, the old Liu, who was still very normal before, was crocking his back at this time, his head drooping at an abnormal angle.

It seems that there is an invisible hook, hooked into the sides of his shoulder blades, and lifted his body high.

His hands and feet dropped weakly, and his heels stood high, only toes landed.

"..."

Li Quan's mouth was shaking, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Si and Wang Guier hung up as high as Lao Liu.

The change in this scene attracted the attention of everyone in the caravan. Everyone was already trembling with fright, just trembling non-stop.

It took a few breaths before someone screamed:

"Ghost—"

This scream broke the curse instantly, causing everyone to regain consciousness.

The caravans were like frightened flocks of birds. At this time, they were all madly trying to turn their heads and ran out the door.

But when everyone turned their heads, they found that there was still a way to come?

The mountain gate has disappeared, replaced by a majestic hall, with new huge beams full of red, and from the open door, there is the sound of'dongdong' wooden fish knocking and the sound of chanting-the previous Buddhist hall facing the door Exactly the same!

"Mage, right there..."

Lao Liu, who was hooked in the air, let out a weird laughter of ‘hehe’, and what he said was chilling.

"Ah—let us out—"

"Spare us..."

"Ghost..."

Everyone wailed.

The front hall and the front hall were facing each other, and the same hall doors appeared on the left and right sides.

‘Boom boom boom boom boom...’

The wooden fish's percussion became more and more urgent, and the Sanskrit sounds of chanting turned into huge waves, which crazily poured into everyone's eardrums.

"Hey Hey--"

A strange and cold laughter was mixed in the sound of chanting and knocking on the wooden fish, and it shocked Song Qingxiao's consciousness.

"Mother... Ganniang..."

"you are back……"

"came back……"

The ‘mother’ voice rang again, but the people around didn’t know if it was unaware, or the old Liu and others who had been transformed into ghosts were so scared that they had no time to pay attention to the sudden sound.

In the Sanskrit sound, in the main entrance of the temple on all sides, a mage with a bowed head in a robes walked out of the door.

Holding the wooden fish in one hand and the key mallet in the other hand, it made a very rhythmic sound.

After the mage stepped out, he settled for a moment, and when he raised his head, he revealed a familiar but strange smiling face.

"Old Liu——"

"It's Old Liu——"

The four monks who came out were exactly the same as the ghost old Liu Changxiang floating in the air.

As soon as they appeared, the ghost of Old Liu who was flying in midair disappeared with a ‘swish’ when he laughed grimly.

Everyone was screaming and begging for mercy.

Many people abandoned their burdens and knelt down, begging these ghosts for mercy.

Everyone was in a mess and panicked at a loss.

At the same moment, Song Qingxiao's ears heard the voice that couldn't distinguish age and gender--

He/she carried a kind of malice, which seemed to be attached to Song Qingxiao's ear:

"These are the three gifts I give you. Next, you can only rely on yourself..."

"You have to seize the opportunity..."

"Reverse the universe..."

"Otherwise you will die here..."

"Die here... and sealed with the temple..."

"For you...for you..."

"Three gifts...three gifts..."

"Reverse the universe... die here... the seal... the seal..."

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"What do you mean?" Song Qing's small pupils shrank, and at this time, in front of her, temples on all sides began to revolve around her.

She seemed to be in a huge whirlpool, and the temples and caravans began to become unreal, except for the bad and gloomy laughter.

‘Boom boom boom boom boom——’

The sound of Muyu's tapping became more and more urgent. In her sight, the rapidly rotating environment formed a line, surrounding her in the center.

Under such circumstances, her spirit seemed to be pulled to the extreme by a taut string. Even though she tried to stay awake, she was still involuntarily stunned.

The darkness struck, and she seemed to have returned to the state before she was awakened by Uncle Shan.

Silver Wolf lay beside her, holding the piece of Taihao Heavenly Book that had lost the word'Benevolence' in his palm.

"illusion?"

Her eyes condensed, and she firmly squeezed the jade pendant in her hand.

The enchanted village, the caravan that took her away, the missing old Liu and the temple that appeared halfway up the mountain...

Could it be that none of this happened in reality, it was just a dream for her?

wrong!

She remembered the disappearing word'benevolence' appearing in her palm, and the scene of a splitting headache when the weird noise appeared.

That voice allowed her to seize the opportunity to reverse the world.

Not an illusion, not a dream——

Before she could think about it carefully, she felt her body was pushed hard by others——

"You girl, what's the matter?"

A sharp woman's voice rang, immediately pulling Song Qingxiao out of the boundless darkness.