If there were some hints from the previous Baiyang Village incident, then this time there was not even a hint from the Qingchen Mountain incident, leaving only two unexplained memory clues.
"The biggest overlap between the two memories is the ghost temple halfway up Qingchen Mountain. Let's go there to check it out first."
Wen Zhong lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then a deep gray light emerged from his body. The mountain was shrouded in gray light, and the ghost realm extended. The surrounding area had already entered the ghost realm.
The next moment, Wen Zhong's figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he had arrived outside the ghost temple halfway up Qingchen Mountain.
Wen Zhong looked up and down and found that the ghost temple was almost exactly the same as in those two memories, with no changes.
"The person in my memory used the word transaction when referring to this ghost temple. Coincidentally, I know a supernatural being related to transaction."
Even though those two memories were extremely real, he could only use them as a reference for completing the third stage of the ceremony.
Once anything is related to the supernatural, he cannot completely trust it. After all, he still knows too little about the supernatural.
Pushing open the dilapidated temple door, he stepped forward and stepped in. The whole temple looked very dilapidated. When he stepped in, he could clearly feel a cold air blowing towards him.
Then his body trembled, and all the muscles in his body froze completely at this moment, as if bound by invisible ropes. It took a long time before he regained consciousness.
No, it was only his body that regained consciousness. I don't know if it was his illusion. At this moment, Wen Zhong only felt that he had become an ordinary person again. jújíá?y.??m
It was as if the evil spirit in his body had been deprived of him by this ghost temple, and he couldn't feel anything.
This is the first time he has encountered such an extremely abnormal situation. It is difficult to understand. It is simply unbelievable. His current situation is like a swimming pool that has been filled with water. Everything is blank.
A drop of cold sweat could not help but seep out from his forehead. Although Baiyang Village is weird, everything is traceable. Even if the time goes back and coincides with the supernatural place, there are traces after all.
The weirdness and danger of this place were definitely far beyond his imagination.
And the most important thing is that in the previous two memories, such a situation has never occurred at all. This is completely an unknown mutation, and he has no information.
Thinking this, Wen Zhong turned around and glanced at the temple door. It was still open and creaking in the wind. There was nothing unusual about it, and the surroundings were unusually quiet except for the sound of the wind.
"It's a bit similar to the room of equivalent exchange, but it's weirder and weirder than there." Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows. He did not choose to retreat, but walked towards the inside.
If you blindly shrink back from supernatural events, you may not be able to find any clues in the end. Of course, if you blindly take risks, you may capsize in the gutter. It is very important to maintain a balance between the two.
The entire temple was very wide and empty. Comparing the ruined temples in the two memories, he quickly discovered the difference.
"In the vast Fengdu, there are numerous Vajra Mountains."
"The immeasurable light of the spiritual treasure shines brightly in the flaming pool."
"Three souls merge with seven souls, and the body is accompanied by fragrant clouds and banners."
"Dinghui Qinglianhua, rebirth in the world of gods and immortals."
These few sentences were carved on the wall with a carving knife. Wen Zhong had seen these sentences in a book. The title was the Prison Breaking Spirit Chapter, which was used when practicing salvation.
"Has anyone ever been able to save evil ghosts here?" Wen Zhong looked at the words carved on the wall with burning eyes. To him, this was a very meaningful clue.
"Pfft——"
Suddenly, a wrist-thick incense stick inserted in the incense burner on the altar table was ignited out of thin air. A dim yellow light illuminated the entire ghost temple, and at the same time, a sculpture made of clay appeared behind the altar table.
"Um?!"
This sudden change caused Wen Zhong to take several steps back involuntarily. If it weren't for the wall behind him, he might have backed out of the door directly.
This change is really weird. Without any warning, a clay sculpture appeared extremely suddenly.
It was wearing a dark red gauze dress, and its face was inlaid with two transparent stones. The rest of its facial features seemed to have been randomly pinched out, looking extremely uncoordinated.
And as the incense burns, the body of this clay sculpture continues to rise and fall again.
It seemed as if there was a corpse buried inside its body that was not completely dead yet, and it was still greedily sucking the incense on the altar table.
"This ghost thing..." Wen Zhong subconsciously wanted to use his ghost eyes to peek at the clay sculpture, but at this moment he was obviously unable to do so.
Except for the dense corpse spots on his body, he is now just like an ordinary person, unable to do anything.
The smoke was still filling the air, and Wen Zhong did not act rashly. If this clay sculpture was a terrifying ghost, then he had not yet triggered the opponent's killing pattern.
Of course, this does not mean that he is safe now. The sudden appearance of this clay sculpture is a danger signal in itself.
"This temple does not look like it can be traded, but more like it is offering sacrifices to something, etc. If analyzed from a general logic, the act of offering sacrifices itself has the nature of a transaction."
The original purpose of the temple was to fulfill people's wishes. This is its essence. No matter how the times change, its most basic nature will not change.
"Then the abnormality that happened in this ghost temple is the supernatural incident that needs to be solved as mentioned in "The Letter in Blood."
Wen Zhong was thinking while observing the clay sculptures not far away, trying to analyze some useful information.
At this time, the smoke from the burning incense stick inserted in the incense burner suddenly became more intense, and the smell of burning corpse oil spread in the temple together with the smoke.
The incense ashes fell on the altar table that was so old that it exuded a rotten smell. In Wen Zhong's somewhat surprised eyes, it was combined into a paragraph of text, and each font was crooked as if written by a primary school student.
"Believer, do you want to trade or return it?"
After Wen Zhong saw this paragraph of text, his eyes widened unconsciously, and a bone-chilling chill rose up behind him at the same time. It was not directed at the ghost who could only write, but at the other person's name.
believer.
What does this evil ghost think of itself?
For a long time, Wen Zhong froze on the spot. He did not dare to make any rash move, for fear that if he made a wrong step, he would fall into a situation that would never be recovered.
Maybe it was because Wen Zhong had been silent for a long time, or maybe it was because of other reasons. At this moment, another pinch of incense ashes fell from the side of the incense burner to the table.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
.jujiazy.
