Chapter 71 "Yi Zhuang": Street Patrol

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In the Yinyu Taoist Temple, there were nearly a hundred zombies wandering around, all wearing Taoist robes. The Taoist robes were stained with large amounts of mud, as if they had just climbed out of the ground.

The rain has washed away the mud on their bodies, and their rotten and sunken faces can vaguely tell their age, ranging from teenagers to twenty years old, and their bones are young.

The three of them were lying on the high courtyard wall, with a wide field of vision. They could see various situations in the Taoist temple at a glance.

"The Taoist robes they are wearing are worn by the outer disciples." Zong Lin answered.

The gray-robed Taoist priests are those who have just joined the Taoist temple, learned the Taoist methods of exorcising evil spirits, and also work as handymen. The most popular Taoist priests in Taoist temples are the gray-robed Taoist priests, followed by the blue-robed inner disciples.

Jiang Yao's eyes wandered until they landed in the dark viewing hall.

The strange thing is that there is not a single zombie in the temple, and the zombies wandering outside seem to be avoiding that place.

"Come in and watch," she said immediately.

Baimao was not as flexible as them. He could only use the magic talisman to barely follow the two of them into the palace.

This temple dedicated to the god statue is extremely dilapidated and old, even worse than the Yizhuang where they settled. There are cracks in the walls, and the ground with curse patterns is scattered with gray tiles that fell from the top of the head.

The decapitated statue was covered in shadow, and there was no longer any incense for worship. It was forgotten by everyone in this desolate temple.

The crazy Taoist priest Zong Lin told her last night was currently huddled next to the statue, mumbling.

The crazy Taoist priest is the only person alive in this Taoist temple. If he is not crazy, they can know a lot of useful clues.

But at the moment, no matter how Zong Lin guides him, the mad Taoist priest is immersed in his own world and unable to answer their questions as a normal person.

Bai Mao whispered to Jiang Yao: "Can you stimulate Liu Siyun to restore his memory like you did in the last copy?"

Liu Siyun went crazy because of the loss of her child, but later recovered the child and became a normal person.

"Let's take a look first." Jiang Yao shook his head.

Something happened suddenly.

"Uh-huh..."

The crumpled mad Taoist priest's throat made a weird sound, and the bones in his legs were broken and shattered inch by inch. He stretched out his hands and strangled his own neck, looking up to the sky and making a hoarse and shrill cry for mercy——

"I-I was wrong...I was wrong...let me go, please..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yao saw him tearing off his head from his neck with his own hands.

The shriveled flesh could no longer shed a drop of blood, but the decapitated mad Taoist priest was still alive and crawling towards the statue. He was clearly in pain, but he seemed to have to follow the set steps.

He placed his head on the broken part of the statue, and a happy smile gradually appeared on his twisted and painful face.

The smile was extremely weird, like a selfless god.

Bai Mao was so frightened by this scene that he took several steps back, his stomach churned, and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent vomiting.

Zong Lin frowned, worried about triggering death conditions later, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment." Jiang Yao said.

She stared intently at the mad Taoist priest's behavior.

Between breaths.

The mad Taoist priest's head returned to his neck, and the shattered bones healed again. He obviously couldn't bear the pain, but he couldn't die or faint from the pain. He could only feel the severe pain in his body every minute. .

No wonder the zombies outside regarded him as nothing. This crazy Taoist priest was no longer a human being, so he could only stay in this temple, suffering the pain of broken bones and severed heads all day long.

What was the reason that caused him to suffer such terrible torture?

All answers can only be obtained from Qingyun Temple.

"The sun has risen..." the pale white hair said tremblingly.

The rain outside the hall suddenly stopped, and the warm sunshine penetrated the thin clouds and sprinkled the town.

When Zong Lin saw the sunlight falling on the steps outside the door, he felt a strong sense of separation.

It had been raining just now, and the light was as gray as hell.

It was another kind of weather at this time.

This mysterious realm is either rainy or cloudy. This is the first time such a sunny day appears, as if we are not in a mysterious realm, but in the real world.

Through the high courtyard wall, they heard the laughter and noise of the townspeople outside.

The zombies are gone, leaving only peace.

They looked at each other and walked out of Xuanhe Temple.

Townspeople who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared, filling the originally desolate town. They knelt on the ground like extremely devout believers.

The main road in the town was full of people, young and old, kneeling on their knees, with their upper bodies lying down and their foreheads resting on the damp, muddy ground.

The arrival of Jiang Yao and the others immediately attracted the attention of all the townspeople. Their necks rotated at twisted angles, and pairs of dark eyes stared at them.

An ominous premonition crept up their backs. Although they were under the warm sunshine, their whole bodies were soaked with chill.

"Kneel down." Jiang Yao said immediately.

They did not hesitate, kneeling on the ground in the same position as the townspeople.

Those malicious and sinister glances disappeared, the townspeople returned to normal, and their turning heads touched the floor again.

Soon, a sedan with a Buddha statue carried by six monks came out of the temple.

This is a kind of festival that has been passed down to this day, "going out to patrol the streets".

Buddha statues come out of temples, people beat gongs and drums, lion dances stand on stilts... This is normally the case.

But that was not the case.

The 'salanquin' carried by six monks looks more like a coffin from a distance, and the Buddha statue standing in the black coffin is covered by red gauze. The red gauze seems to be soaked in blood, and dark red viscous liquid oozes out from the edge. Drops fell to the ground.

Bai Mao didn't dare to look up.

Jiang Yao and Zong Lin did not dare to be blatant. As soon as they raised their heads, they would attract the attention of the townspeople nearby. They could only glance at it once or twice with their peripheral vision. When the sedan carrying the statue passed by, they clearly smelled a cold smell of blood.

One of the two monks carried a wooden bucket, and the other scooped water into a wooden bowl and gave it to the townspeople kneeling next to them.

When it was handed to Jiang Yao, the water in the wooden bowl was turbid, and the burned talisman melted into the water, unable to hide the sinister aura in the murky water.

This bowl of water is obviously not drinkable.

Jiang Yao only paused for two seconds before the monk in front of him changed his appearance. His skin took on an abnormally pale blue color, corpse spots appeared on his flesh, the whites of his eyes occupied his pupils, and a rotten smell spread.

The townspeople didn't notice anything was wrong at all, and even stared at her resentfully because she didn't drink the Talisman water.

As if she were a heinous sinner.

Jiang Yao: "..."

This isn't some kind of god patrolling the streets, it's clearly a ghostly god patrolling the streets...

She still has the ability to pretend to drink a bowl of water.

When she was working as a social worker to help her boss keep away the alcohol, she drank a lot of alcohol at that time. A normal person would develop alcoholic liver disease early on after drinking so much alcohol, but she had developed a method of pretending to drink.

Jiang Yao took the bowl of talisman water, raised his head and drank it all. After drinking it, he smacked his lips, still feeling unfinished.

Bai Mao was dumbfounded.

Although Zong Lin didn't know how she did it, he was very sure that she didn't drink the bowl of talisman water.

He also pretends to drink.