"This matter is important, Master, please allow me to prepare."
Although he said this, Jiang Cheng slowly backed away. When he returned to Ye Qiutang's side, he took her hand and squeezed the hand that Ye Qiutang held the candle.
Ye Qiutang understood instantly and quietly took half a step back, hiding behind Fatty Jiangcheng. He took out the fire stick and planned to light the candle.
Almost at the same time, there were dense footsteps outside the Sutra Pavilion, and there was a faint flicker of fire. The monks holding torches were rushing here.
"Donor, don't move!" There was a hint of urging in the abbot's voice, "Those vain thoughts have noticed you. Donor Jiang, hurry! It's too late!"
Seeing this, how could Jiang Cheng still not understand that there was something very wrong with this so-called abbot, and that this Sutra Pavilion was basically a trap!
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that every time they planned to light the candles, the monks outside would come here.
Someone was clearly tipping them off. No, no, it was remote control! This abbot is in the same group as those evil monks outside!
Huicong is the only good person in the whole precepts-holding temple!
Jiang Cheng had heard similar stories about the obeisances and chants that the abbot asked Jiang Cheng to do. In the remote mountain villages in the northeast, there was a saying that Huang Pizi asked for a seal. It was said that Huang Pizi, who had the opportunity, would open the graves of the dead and follow them according to his wishes. They dress up like corpses and even take off the dead people's clothes to wear themselves.
Slowly learn to speak human language, learn to stand up straight, and walk on only two hind legs. After practicing to a certain level, I will hide on a remote roadside in the dead of night and wait for someone to show up, and then ask people abruptly what it looks like. .
If someone is deceived, bows and kowtows to it three times, and says it looks like a human being, then this yellow-skinned person will greatly improve his cultivation and obtain human body.
But if you are determined and say that it is just a yellow-skinned person, or even slap it with the sole of your shoe, then the yellow-skinned person's moral character will be ruined, and even if it runs away, it will not survive for a few days.
After thinking about this, Jiang Cheng had an idea in his mind. At this time, the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and the abbot's urging voice became more urgent, "Donor, what are you still hesitating about? Hurry up!"
Jiang Cheng pushed the fat man away, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and knelt down in the direction where the abbot's voice came from. Jiang Cheng knocked his head firmly to the ground with a "bang" sound.
"Amitabha, good, good!" the abbot's voice was full of joy.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng stood up and shouted: "Evil beast! Die!"
"Ah!! Donor, what are you..."
"boom!"
"You evil beast, die!"
"boom!"
"You evil beast, die!"
Following Jiang Cheng's louder shout, the abbot let out a piercing scream. Fatty and Ye Qiutang had to cover their ears. Even so, Ye Qiutang seemed to be greatly stimulated, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body The man fell to his knees twisted in pain.
At the same time, the footsteps and the flickering firelight outside also dispersed and left as if fleeing.
A moment later, when Jiang Cheng was dragging Ye Qiutang and planning to leave here with Fatty, a righteous voice sounded behind him.
"Infinite...Tianzun!!"
As soon as this voice came out, it dispersed the turbid air in the Jinzang Pavilion like wind and residual clouds. This change also made Jiang Cheng pause.
"Huh--" Someone exhaled a long breath in the darkness, and later a slightly aged voice sounded, "Everyone, please stay, poor fellow Ling Xiaozi. Thank you, little friend Jiang, for your help."
"Ling... Ling Xiaozi?" The fat man turned around and stared at the darkness in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment. He had just finished dealing with the abbot, but why did another Taoist priest appear?
"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng instinctively became wary.
"Little friend Jiang, don't panic. Ling Xiaozi, the impoverished master of Qingfeng Temple, would like to thank you again for your help, little friend Jiang."
This time, Jiang Cheng didn't bother to play charades with him. He grabbed the candle and the fire stick from Ye Qiutang's hand and was about to light it. He wanted to see what this ghost place was doing.
"Little friend Jiang, wait a minute!" The Taoist who called himself Ling Xiaozi interrupted.
"What? You want to lie to us too?"
Anyway, they had already broken up. Instead of stopping, Jiang Cheng's movements moved faster. He was still worried about the situation outside. After all, the abbot was fake, so Huiqing's betrayal was most likely fake. Song Tianming and others The situation can be imagined.
"My little friend has misunderstood. Pindao has no ill intentions. He just wants to remind me that everything is true at night and false during the day. But now Pindao looks miserable, and I am worried that he has scared me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the candle in Jiang Cheng's hand lit up. As the light of the fire dispelled the darkness little by little, the scene in front of him made Ye Qiutang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
I saw a large wooden bed ten meters away in front of me, and lying on the wooden bed was an extremely fat monk. The monk's face was covered with sores, his facial features were blurred, his two eyes were squeezed into a slit, and all the flesh on his body was damaged. It was falling downwards and piled there like a mountain of rotting meat.
The monk has more than a dozen swords inserted all over his body, and there are countless Taoist talismans attached to his flesh.
This is not the most terrifying thing. From the rotten flesh drooping under the monk's belly, half of his body actually grew out diagonally. The man's exposed upper body was dressed in yellow robes, with a purple gold crown on his head, and his hands were holding magic formulas. Although his body was dyed It's not hard to tell from the blood stains that he looks like an immortal.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Not long ago, little friend Jiang destroyed this evil Dharma body. For the time being...it won't wake up for the time being." Ling Xiaozi said with relief.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng and others noticed that behind Monk Roshan and the devoured Ling Xiaozi, there was a huge statue of Yuanshi Tianzun.
The three people in Jiangcheng were a little confused. Judging from the layout of the Sutra Pavilion of some kind of temple, it was clearly a Taoist temple!
"Everyone is right. This is not a precepts-holding temple at all. This is the Qingfeng Temple of Pindao. What you have seen before is an illusion created by this evil spirit! You have all been deceived by it!"
Through Ling Xiaozi's next narration, the three people in Jiangcheng roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter. It turned out that Ling Xiaozi, who was in Qingfeng Temple not long ago, received a request for help from Buddhism, saying that his old acquaintance Master Fuji was possessed by evil thoughts during the retreat. Disturbed, there are already signs of being possessed.
After the unconscious Master Fuji was sent to Qingfeng Temple, Ling Xiaozi realized that this matter was not trivial, so he immediately gathered people, burned incense and chose an auspicious day to hold the Demon Sealing Ceremony in the Sanqing Hall.
But no one expected that this evil spirit had become a climate and suddenly broke out during the process of sealing the demon. Not only did it take away Master Fuji's body, but he also used evil methods to devour all the people present.
There were 8 eminent Buddhist monks of the Fu family and 26 Taoist monks present. Except for a direct disciple of Ling Xiaozi who had a lucky escape because he had a demon-suppressing picture tattooed on his back, the rest all died in the Sanqing Hall.
(End of chapter)
