"Are those two going to stay at my house?" The man scratched his head, "It's already very late now...?"
The man yawned sleepily. After all, he was woken up in the middle of his sleep, so he was still a little sleepy.
Without raising his head, Xia Chengyin studied the information he had brought and handwritten, and said at the same time: "The five people who went before you are dead. I suspect it has something to do with Fuzhao Temple. I suggest you clean up tonight. Move your things to another place to live.”
Xia Chengyin gave his suggestions and opinions, asking people to move to the bureau. At least there would be more colleagues, and the chance of being rescued in an accident would be higher.
The man thought for a while and thought it made sense, so he stood up and said, "I'll go back to the room to clean up... Can you please send me there?"
Xia Chengyin made an OK gesture, and he could still guarantee the gift with force, and even buy one, get one free, and bring a little Taoist priest with him.
Gao Tianyi listened on the sidelines and showed an indescribable expression to the man.
Gao Tianyi: Is there another victim of driving skills coming?
The man who knew nothing about what he was about to experience returned to his bedroom. Xia Chengyin and Gao Tianyi stayed in the living room to summarize the intelligence they had just collected.
"Sure enough, there is something wrong with Fuzhao Temple..." The high school student touched his chin, "I said, why don't you come to our Qianzuru Temple to offer incense?"
Halfway through Gao Tianyi's words, a muffled sound suddenly came from the direction of the bedroom.
The two people in the living room looked at each other and immediately rushed to the bedroom.
The bedroom door was ajar and someone pushed it open.
"This is..." Gao Tianyi's breath froze, unable to describe the scene he saw.
The man who was talking to them just now was lying on his back on the bed, half of his body leaning on the edge of the bed, and half of his body hanging on the ground.
The man's face turned gray, his eyes turned white, and different symptoms appeared on the left and right sides of his body.
The right hand holding the phone kept twitching, as if it was getting an electric shock or being sucked out of life. The electronic products made a rattling sound, and the palm closest to it was already withered.
There is a red rope wrapped around the left hand on the other side. The red rope is now glowing red and tightly embedded in the man's wrist. The bones are visible and it is constantly sucking human blood.
That's right... There was obviously some kind of struggle between the two parties, causing the man's complexion to turn gray and white.
Gao Tianyi: "Is this internal strife?"
Xia Chengyin: "Stop looking and save people quickly."
Xia Chengyin turned off the testing equipment he carried with him, whose values had soared since the beginning, and took out the gun at his waist.
After thinking for a moment, he put the gun back and raised his fist.
"Quickly decide, send the people away and go to Kangtai Mountain."
Xia Chengyin looked at the time and felt that he should arrive in time after dawn.
…
All tourists are looking at the center of the hall.
This was something Bai Su was fortunate to have. If other humans lowered their heads, he would have to use other methods to observe.
For example, there are eyes on the top of the head.
It’s not impossible, it’s just a bit eye-catching, and it wouldn’t be good if humans noticed it.
The scriptures echoing in the ears are like magic sounds filling the ears, and the syllables that do not belong to human language are gradually eroding the sanity of others. The monks who are chanting are also confused, but they are much better than the tourists. They are probably in the temple for a long time. causes in the environment.
Bai Su watched the abbot lead the two monks behind him to the table in front of the statue, and placed the stick-like object covered with yellow cloth there. Then he clasped his hands together, and the other two monks retreated to both sides.
Then, the abbot opened his mouth: "Hum Zhu Tuo Mo Li Na Ming Mantra La Tuo is on top..."
Bai Su:? What the hell?
The black-haired young man's mind was empty for a moment, and then he heard the abbot repeat this long list of names several times.
"The great Humjutamali Namantra Rattuo...the respected Humzutamali Namantra Rattuo..."
Ah, no, is there really such a hard-to-pronounce name? Or is it transliteration or something.
The abbot recited the difficult words over and over again, and other humans around him began to recite them.
Bai Su: ...I don’t miss you very much.
But it wasn't a good idea to be unsocial at the moment. Bai Su opened his mouth and made embouchures, but actually didn't pronounce any syllables.
The abbot not far away had finished the praising session and introduced the origin of the Buddha with a long name who was mainly enshrined in their Fuzhao Temple.
Maybe he was telling it to himself. In theory, no one present was awake except Bai Su and the three monks.
Bai Su looked to the left. The head of the curly-haired young man was staring straight ahead. The expression on his face was dull and silly, no longer as bright as usual.
Wei Wenxue is similar, and so are other humans.
Bai Su's eyes were empty, and he learned a lot from human beings' stupidity.
Three points was enough. The three monks seemed to be very confident in the deceptive effect of the scriptures they were still chanting, and did not check one by one whether all the humans in the temple had lost their minds.
The abbot, who was in high spirits, finished reading his extremely long introduction. The origin of this Humzhu--anyway, this Buddha was similar to that introduced by the villagers in the mountains, but it was also much different.
The reason why Kangtai Mountain turned into a man-eating mountain was caused by this Buddha. I don’t know when one day he suddenly realized that he could draw faith from human beings.
After that, the initiator of evil became the kind-hearted Buddha who "saved people".
The villagers in the mountains who had less contact with the outside world were also very easy to deceive. They trusted the outside "monks" and helped them build temples, and every household began to worship the Buddha.
What's next... The greed of evil thoughts is never-ending. Promoting the efficacy of Fuzhao Temple on the Internet is the first step, attracting more humans, and then paving the way for the ceremony held today.
Yes, the ceremony and the publicly announced blessing ceremony are just an introduction.
"Abbott...did you say too much?" One of the monks who was still awake asked, "The time for the ceremony is coming soon."
"If we don't explain it clearly, how could Humzhu Tama Li Na Ming Mantra Rattu know about our efforts." The abbot's eyes showed a little fanaticism, "It won't waste time."
The abbot took off the cassock draped on his shoulders, stretched his hands forward, and pulled off the cloth covering the statue.
The yellow cloth floated down, bringing with it the cloth of the long and narrow object lying flat on the ground - it was a staff, a staff made of human bones.
Bai Su seemed to know where those devout believers would eventually end up.
The abbot's fanatical temperament reached its peak. His hands trembled slightly as he picked up the bone staff and raised it above his head.
"I finally did it." The abbot counted in detail which believers each part of this staff came from, "I finally completed your mission."
Then, with the help of two other monks, the abbot placed the bone staff in the palm of the statue's flat left hand. The weight sank, and there was a click in the statue's hand, and something was triggered.
Red light burst out from the holes in the mask covering the statue. Within a few seconds, the red light suddenly melted and turned into a sticky liquid that flowed out from all parts of the statue and flowed into the lotus seat below the statue.
Soon, the sticky red color will come out.
The abbot stood there without hiding, letting the liquid roll over his ankles.
"Light up!" the old voice shouted.
Bai Su didn't know what to do, but the humans around him moved.
The humans outside the hall had long been unconscious on the ground, but the humans inside the hall raised their hands in unison at this moment, like robots whose movements were programmed, they all raised their hands.
Then Bai Su slowed down for a moment and raised his hand.
The human palm fell and slid to the edge of the sharp copper candlestick, cutting a gash. Blood dripped from the wound and hit the candle wick.
The rope made of an unknown material suddenly lit up with purple-red candlelight, and humans fell down in all directions at the same time.
Bai Su: Ah this.
The black-haired young man looked at this scene in confusion, then stretched out his hand, cut a wound and dripped blood.
The dream came as promised.
(End of chapter)
