Fanyun Temple, night.
The weather is good tonight, dark clouds cover the moon, and I can't see my fingers.
After everyone had rested, Li Fuguang lay on the bed and estimated the time. It was almost midnight before he got up.
She opened her eyes, and her eyes completely blended into the dark night, without a trace of light.
After blinking twice, Li Fuguang opened the window, climbed out and then closed it gently.
She didn't want to be so cautious at first. After all, she thought that her ghostly eyes could distinguish the anger of living people and the ghostly energy of ghosts. When someone appeared next to her, wouldn't it be possible to detect it in minutes?
But this place is too close to the residence of those monks. Just like the novel said, the Yang Qi is too strong. Now within her range of perception, there is the smell of strangers everywhere, and she can't tell whether there is anyone next to her at all.
It will be better when she reaches the main hall, and then she will be reminded when she steals the Arhat's Golden Body.
Fortunately, she didn't find any monitors in the temple when she was observing during the day. It may be that the abbot felt that he often did dirty things and didn't want the monitors to leave any evidence.
This was an advantage for her. She felt more comfortable walking on the road than at home.
The East Hall arrived soon, and the door was locked.
Li Fuguang patted the door gently and listened to the mechanical sound coming from the door.
It's a very ordinary door lock that can be split with a short blade.
Since Li Fuguang had already planned to steal the Golden Arhat, she didn't think she could avoid being discovered, so when she broke the door lock, she was very clean and neat, splitting it open with a single blow.
"Creak——"
The old mute sound of opening the door came, which was particularly strange in the silent night sky.
Li Fuguang paused briefly, then raised his legs and walked in without hesitation.
She didn't sense any unusual aura. There were no ghosts in this temple, so she didn't need to be afraid.
After entering the main hall, Li Fuguang did not rush to steal, but came to the nearest golden Arhat.
Through the ghost eyes, Li Fuguang still didn't notice anything wrong.
I stretched out my hand and tapped on the statue. It felt solid.
Is it really okay?
Li Fuguang knocked harder and harder, but not only did she not get the effect she wanted, she even knocked off a piece of the statue's surface.
Li Fuguang hurriedly held the fragment, his heart almost jumped out of fear!
But Li Fuguang also took advantage of the opportunity to see clearly what was inside, which was white cement.
Tsk, she thought it was solid gold, and she was so careful when she knocked it, but it turned out that the outside of the cement filling was plated with gold.
No wonder the abbot had so much money to put together more than seventy statues in three years. Just this fake one didn't cost much at all!
After knowing that it was not made of solid gold, Li Fuguang became bold in his movements and continued to pull down on the gap he had just accidentally made.
The deeper you go, the more wrong the color of the cement becomes, changing from the pale white at the beginning to faint red lines.
Li Fuguang silently activated the ghost transformation on his hand and dug harder.
The dark red of blood, the shit yellow of grease, and the pale white of cement intersect together. What Li Fuguang holds in his hand is no longer cement, but a mixture of cement and flesh.
She had a bad feeling.
The premonition came true.
The deeper he dug, the more careful Li Fuguang became, removing bits and pieces of mud and debris along the shape of the statue, and finally revealed a male corpse that could still be seen as humanoid.
His body was naked, his face was pale, and half of his head was missing. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't rest in peace.
If you look carefully, you can still find some similarities with the original golden sculpture.
Li Fuguang was silent for a long time.
She had guessed whether there might be a corpse inside, but when her guess came true, she felt endless desolation.
Li Fuguang raised his head and looked at the remaining sculptures hidden in the darkness.
If there are dead bodies buried here, how many people must have died in this temple?
This was the second time that her soul was shocked.
The first time was in "Dark Wedding", when she went into the water and found that the bottom of the lake was full of dead brides.
Li Fuguang originally wanted to wipe his face to wake up, but now his hands were covered with grease and he couldn't spare any time.
Looking at the corpse again, the face looked so young. Because it was sealed in cement and not exposed to the air all year round, it had not completely decomposed.
Is this where the cold air came from before?
Although his death was so miserable, he didn't feel any resentment at all. It must be the abbot and the big ghost who were causing trouble.
But the resentment of the seventy or so people who died in vain was not so easy to suppress. No, they used other forms to express their dissatisfaction and at the same time asked for help from the outside world.
Li Fuguang didn't know, nor did he want to know why the abbot used living people to make sculptures, but now that she had discovered it, he couldn't let the matter end easily.
Oh, speaking of which, because of this temple, Fanyun Temple has been extremely popular in recent years. Especially during the National Day, some people set out from the foot of the mountain at three or four o'clock and went to the temple at five or six o'clock to offer incense on time.
If these tourists suddenly discovered that golden Arhats appeared on the steps while climbing, and when they got closer, they found that there were corpses buried in the Arhats, they don’t know how big a sensation it would cause. Woolen cloth?
It didn't take long for Li Fuguang to come up with what she thought was the best solution.
She took action and broke each golden sculpture to the point where the body inside could be seen without becoming unsteady, and then placed them all on the mountain road some distance away from Fanyun Temple.
As long as the tourists are the first to find it.
No matter which world he is from, Li Fuguang believes that he has an indelible gene for watching the excitement in his bones.
After the initial shock and fear, someone must have reacted and called the police.
The faces of these corpses are very clear. The police will be able to find out who they are by comparing them, and then they will be given justice.
When the police arrive, the last remaining sins of Fanyun Temple will surface.
This is much faster than checking it bit by bit.
As long as the big ghost doesn't show up, she is confident that she can find out all the "secrets" except the big ghost tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Li Fuguang pressed the joints of his hands and activated the ghost transformation of his legs and hair, which could speed up the process.
As the sculptures were broken and their faces were revealed, Li Fuguang grabbed one with one hand, his hair still curled up a few, and ran towards the mountain road with his feet a little lower.
After choosing the location, Li Fuguang carefully put down the sculptures one by one to ensure that the monks were not the first to see the sculptures.
After several trips back and forth, the east hall was successfully evacuated.
The last corpse was the "Subdued Dragon" that she had removed all the concrete cover from the beginning.
Li Fuguang sighed, lifted him up with both hands, and carried the body to the front of the golden sculpture.
Standing in front of all the sculptures, Li Fuguang said in a deep voice:
"Please wait patiently for a few more hours, and the truth will soon be revealed."
