Is the scariest and darkest thing in the world really a ghost?
For a moment, Wang Ye was a little confused.
Once all ghosts are truly cleared away, will the world be able to dispel darkness and restore light?
For some reason, Wang Ye suddenly remembered the scene that had originally appeared on those three pages.
Countless ordinary people, like zombies, worship these so-called gods, while they absorb the blood of ordinary people unscrupulously.
What's the difference between what they do and what ghosts do?
It's just that the ghost is nakedly showing his own evil and his own purpose!
And they put on a layer of bright clothing on this bloody shell.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye put away the alms bowl, and his expression returned to normal at some point.
"Xiaowu, let's go."
Xiao Wu obviously hasn't recovered from the emotion, and his eyes are a little red: "Brother, I want to kill someone, kill someone without hair."
"Um."
"Yes, but not now."
"When that day comes, I will accompany you."
Wang Ye patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder and said.
Xiao Wu nodded silently.
"Now, next family."
Returning along the original route without making any sound, Wang Ye exited the Fahua Temple.
Standing at the entrance of Fahua Temple, Wang Ye jumped up, skillfully took off the plaque in just three seconds, and finally fell to the ground silently.
He just took a look and saw that the so-called Golden Buddha was gilded on the outside and ordinary copper on the inside. It was not even as well-repaired as some of the surrounding temples!
Obviously, the size of the temple is a certain reason for whether the Buddha statue is valuable, but the abbot of the temple is also a certain reason.
But fortunately, the three big characters on this plaque are indeed made of pure gold.
It didn't go empty.
Now...taken from the people has been completed.
All that's left...is to use it for the people.
In order to save time, Wang Ye simply killed the three patrolling monks, took Xiaowu and Xiaosi into monk robes, and walked openly on the streets.
It was like locusts passing through.
Wang Ye did not miss any temples.
The pure gold Buddha statues just disappeared out of thin air on the altar.
Including gold incense burner, gold plaque.
These temples seem to be particularly concerned about face-saving projects, resulting in many things being made of pure gold. The closer you get to the center of the Buddhist country, the more so!
However, there are no so-called secret doors in these temples, and they are unremarkable on Zhang Ziliang's map.
Apart from some 'ordinary' gold, there were no other good things harvested, which made Wang Ye a little disappointed.
Fortunately, now I am getting closer to another treasure spot marked by Zhang Ziliang.
'Tibetan Scripture Pavilion'
This is a very clear coordinate!
There are a large number of ancient books in the Sutra Pavilion, which are said to have been inherited from the Buddhist Kingdom since ancient times. They contain very detailed records of some history!
This is also the treasure hiding spot that Wang Ye is most looking forward to!
If we could compare the hundreds of years of inexplicable disconnection here, and learn from the illusion of three pages, we might be able to deduce more things.
What Zhang Ziliang is looking forward to is the Buddhist practice system!
Obviously, he was also plotting something. Wang Ye analyzed that Zhang Ziliang should have secretly trained some people to practice the techniques of the Buddhist Kingdom and Daocheng.
However, as they arrived at the center of the Buddhist Kingdom, the patrolling monks became stronger and stronger. The identities of Wang Ye and his patrol team were no longer useful, because he saw some secret words spoken when the two patrol teams met. ..
then...
They resumed their sneaky way of traveling again and moved closer to the location of the Sutra Pavilion.
…
Wasteland battlefield.
At this time, the energy fluctuations erupting in this area have obviously reached a terrifying level.
The three old monks in red robes who came to support already had many wounds on their bodies, and they seemed to be seriously injured.
The four maids who carried the throne have all been killed.
The middle-aged man on the throne still exudes endless majesty, but there is a terrifying wound on his cheek.
Through the wound, some whitish flesh can be seen.
But no blood flowed out.
Just like the middle-aged man in golden armor, it seemed as if they were all mummies.
Li Xinghe also looked uncomfortable. The figure in green shirt behind him had disappeared, the wrinkles on his face became more obvious, and he kept coughing.
The candle in the old man's hand has been extinguished.
The corner of the clothes is torn.
He frowned slightly at this time, seemingly dissatisfied, and finally sighed.
"Haha, it's a bit difficult to kill me."
"Ahem!"
"I'm really not afraid to tell you that there are thousands of people like me in Tianzhu, are you afraid?"
Li Xinghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke more and more rudely, completely unlike the wise old man he usually was.
Obviously, Zhang Ziliang also noticed this.
I don't know when, he had picked up the brush again, looked at the distance in a daze, and murmured to himself: "This old fox can't be so sinister..."
"These Confucian bastards are as difficult as ever!"
The middle-aged man on the throne couldn't help but curse!
"Are you afraid?"
"Call daddy!"
Li Xinghe fought back decisively.
"I admit, your bones are very hard! But you have persisted until now with the help of Haoran's righteousness. You have reached your limit, right?"
"With your current physical condition, you will die in ten minutes at most."
"A dying person has nothing to show off!"
The middle-aged man on the throne looked at Li Xinghe for a moment and suddenly said with a sneer.
The middle-aged man in golden armor had also recovered from some of his injuries at this time. He was holding the broken spear and standing beside him, looking at Li Xinghe with eyes full of anger.
The old man holding the candle lamp turned his head stiffly and glanced at Li Xinghe, as if curious about what other trump cards he had.
"Don't look at it, I don't have so many trump cards."
"In the worst case, I'll blow myself up."
"If I self-destruct, at most three of these people here will survive?"
Li Xinghe suddenly smiled, and the energy in his body continued to vibrate!
This move not only stunned the people in Qingfeng Village and Buddha Country, but even the old man carrying the candle lantern was stunned for a few seconds, and his figure quickly retreated. Obviously, this was not the case in his cooperation with Li Xinghe!
"What are you afraid of?"
"Are you a ghost of your level still afraid that an old man like me will blow himself up?"
Li Xinghe rolled his eyes and complained!
