Ye Qiutang became more and more confused, but the word "weird" made her panic inexplicably.
"What on earth are you talking about? Please explain clearly!" Jiang Cheng turned to look at Ye Qiutang,
"Miss Ye, if my guess is correct, the danger we are about to face may be more severe than what Mr. Song said. There are some things I must explain to you clearly."
"My friend and I have more experience in dealing with this kind of thing than you. We have solved similar things many times, so you must trust us. Don't hide the next actions, especially at critical moments. You must never make your own decisions and obey the arrangements." Feeling Jiang Cheng's gaze, Ye Qiutang slowly frowned, as if she wanted to see through another face under Jiang Cheng's face. After a while, she did not express her position but said in a low tone: " Mr. Song was indeed right. You two are extraordinary. He even suspected that these evil spirits in the temple were coming for you. The only thing we did wrong was that we should not have rescued you." Hearing Ye Qiutang's slightly complaining tone , Jiang Cheng behaved very calmly,
"Ms. Ye, I don't want to shirk responsibility, but what happened has already happened, and it's meaningless to talk about it now."
"I can only tell you that we have the ability to solve problems. Not just us, I have four other friends who have also been scattered to different places."
"Everyone's experiences are similar, but if everything goes well, we will meet soon. Then you will take your Yangguan Road, and I will cross mine. We will not interfere with each other, and everyone will be happy." Jiang Cheng's words were somewhat inhumane. , the fat man felt it was harsh when he heard it, but Ye Qiutang didn't react much. She just stared at Jiang Cheng's face, and after a long while she asked: "I only want to ask one question, are you two sent by the Southern Barbarians?" Is this all a trap set up by you?" Jiang Cheng responded mercilessly: "I think you are overthinking this question, Miss Ye. If Nanmanzi has such means, they have no reason to use it on you. On my body." Ye Qiutang nodded slowly after thinking for a while.
"I, Ye Qiutang, have absolute sincerity when it comes to cooperation. Don't worry about this. I believe you can lead us out of this ghost temple."
"That's good." Jiang Cheng's face softened.
"By the way, what is the weird thing you just talked about?" Under the simple stone wall of the Taoist temple, Ye Qiutang stopped. This question seemed to be very important to her.
"Miss Xie Zhenye should understand. If it's weird... just think of it as an extremely powerful evil spirit. You can't defeat such things. It's best to find their flaws." As night falls, Hou Jiangcheng tried calling Wu, but there was no response at all. This ghost temple trapped them like a cage. What worries Jiangcheng even more is that until now, Li Baiyao, Shunyu, and Zhu Jie, Tang Qisheng have not moved. .
Jiang Cheng's previous words were a reassuring pill for Ye Qiutang. She didn't think it was necessary for Jiang Cheng to deceive her when it was a life-or-death situation.
"Where are we going now?" Ye Qiutang asked. Since she didn't understand, she didn't make any trouble and just gave suggestions.
"Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Taoist Lingxu made it very clear last night. Tonight is the deadline, and the purple gold alms bowl must be smashed. It is a great evil thing.
"No, it's not time yet." Jiang Cheng stood still and briefly identified the direction, then raised his feet and walked to one side.
"We can't wait any longer. Let's go to the Gongde Hall first." The fat man had a very bad impression of the Gongde Hall. Every time he woke up at night, he would go to the Gongde Hall. The monks in the Gongde Hall were practicing
The method of "merits" has also refreshed the physical and psychological limits of fat people as human beings again and again. Last time, Fatty clearly remembered that not only were men and women engaging in sexual immorality under the Buddha statue, but there were also monks lying on top of the monks. The monk in the temple was really not taboo about meat and vegetables. The fat man was so disgusted that he almost vomited.
The three of them were cautious along the way, but luckily, they didn't encounter any trouble. When they arrived outside the gate of the courtyard where Merit Hall was located, the fat man frowned instinctively. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"There's no such noisy noise anymore, aren't you used to it?" Jiang Cheng glanced at him and knew what the fat man was thinking. Everything was written on his face.
"Ah, yes, yes, I wonder why it feels weird." Although the appearance of today's Merit Hall has not changed much, its style and heritage are quite different from before. The stone walls and gray tiles here have a stream of The atmosphere of Zong's free and easy advocating for nature comes to your face.
There was a faint light coming from inside, not the light of a torch, but really just some light, a small mud lamp, or a candle.
As we got closer, we could hear the sound of chanting Taoist scriptures coming from inside. The sound was buzzing, but not annoying, but it could be heard that there were many people inside.
Not daring to go to the old place, the three of them carefully went to another window. Jiang Cheng poked a small hole in the window paper with his finger.
Ye Qiutang followed suit. Just when the fat man was about to stab him with his thick fingers, Jiang Cheng stopped him.
"You don't have to, just stay and be careful around you." Through the small hole, Jiang Cheng saw dozens of Taoist priests sitting cross-legged inside. These Taoist priests had their backs to them. There were green straw mats under them, and there were also placed in front of each of them. Holding an open scripture.
Candles stood between the Taoist priests, standing so casually. The tears of the candles slid along the candles and dripped on the ground.
A breeze blew and the candlelight swayed fiercely. Jiang Cheng could see clearly. The walls around him were covered with portraits. Judging from their appearance and the gestures of their hands, they should all be immortal figures in the Taoist sect. .
"Hiss—" Ye Qiutang took a breath, and then she gently touched Jiang Cheng with her hand. In fact, she didn't need to remind him. Jiang Cheng saw it himself. A little to the right of the Taoist priests who were meditating and chanting sutras, the thin back was very familiar.
It is Monk Hui Cong, but now that Hui Cong has grown hair, he should be called Xuan Cong. I saw Xuan Cong's body moving from time to time, his head hanging slightly, and he seemed to be reciting scriptures with everyone.
After changing several postures in succession, Jiangcheng Ye Qiutang could still only see the backs of these monks.
"Let's go around to the other side. We must move gently." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice. Soon, the three of them tiptoed around half the circle of Merit Hall and went in another direction, where there was a window that looked even more shabby.
After confirming that there was no danger, Ye Qiutang carefully poked a small hole in the window paper with his fingers, and then leaned closer to the hole to look inside. But the next second, the fat man suddenly noticed that Ye Qiutang's body stiffened, and then started shaking uncontrollably.
Jiang Cheng saw something was wrong and immediately pulled Ye Qiutang back.
"What's going on?" He was on guard just now, but he hadn't had time to put a hole in the window paper, and he didn't choose to look at the small hole left by Ye Qiutang, because he knew that if Ye Qiutang was really affected by something, then he Then he would be tricked, so he chose to ask Ye Qiutang first. This was based on his experience in the nightmare world many times.
"They...what happened to them?" Ye Qiutang looked horrified,
"What I saw just now was the backs of these Taoist priests. They...their backs were still facing me!" As soon as these words came out, the fat man immediately imagined the scene inside, and his whole body felt bad.
Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, then he poked another hole and looked inside. After a moment, he looked away and nodded with difficulty to the fat man.
"She's right, these Taoist priests still have their backs to us." It was impossible for the Taoist priests inside to completely change directions in such a short period of time without making a sound, so Jiang Cheng concluded that they had been tricked.
Jiang Cheng once saw a post about a campus supernatural story. The post was titled Girl with Braids. It was about a high school girls dormitory. On the night of the holiday, all the roommates in the dormitory left, leaving only Xiaomei. As a result, Xiaomei, who was sleeping soundly late at night, was suddenly awakened by the sound of footsteps in the corridor.
The footsteps were very strange, walking back and forth in the corridor. Xiaomei felt strange, so she looked out through the peephole on the dormitory door, and saw a girl with a ponytail standing next to her. Outside the door, he stopped and remained motionless, his thick ponytail hanging behind his head, jet black.
Xiaomei didn't remember that there was this girl in the school. At the same time, in the middle of the night, all the classmates in the dormitory had almost left. The more Xiaomei thought about it, the more scared she became. At this time, she suddenly thought that a girl in the opposite dormitory didn't seem to have gone home. She acted very strangely. He gently took out his phone and sent a message to the girl.
It didn't take long for me to receive a reply, but the moment I opened the reply, Xiaomei was shocked because it was an unclear photo, as if it had been taken secretly through the crack of the door. The photo had the same It's a girl with a ponytail, her back to the camera.
So the girl outside the door has ponytails on both sides, and she has no face at all. Originally, at this point in the story, Jiang Cheng would only regard it as a pastime for a third-rate author when he was bored, but there were many stories extended under this post, some of which were quite interesting. Some said that the dormitory opposite Xiaomei at that time was actually There is no one living there at all. Xiaomei’s friends are fake. Some people say that the ponytail girl outside is Xiaomei’s friend, but this friend was killed by Xiaomei. He came to seek revenge from her, and one of them was killed by Xiaomei. The pinned post left a deep impression on the young Jiang Cheng. It said that Xiaomei was really cursed when she opened the photo and found that the ponytail in the photo was the girl's face.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt
With a click, he immediately looked into the room. It was still the same inside, with the Taoist priest facing away, the green straw mat, and the dim candles, but he just felt that something had changed, but he His eyes scanned one by one, but the Taoist priests inside did not move.
"Hiss-" The next second, Ye Qiutang, who was also observing, seemed to have discovered something and took a sharp breath.
"Don't, don't look anymore!" Ye Qiutang pulled Jiang Cheng back. Ye Qiutang's voice was trembling, and her eyes became frightened. She kept looking around, as if she was worried about something.
"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid..." Ye Qiutang's voice just now frightened the fat man, and his face turned green. If he provoked the evil Taoist priests inside, he would be in trouble.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng tried to comfort Ye Qiutang,
"Speak slowly if you have something to say."
"Don't look, there are fewer people inside." Ye Qiutang spoke urgently.
"Last time I took a few glances at a Taoist priest, so I had an impression of him, but... when I looked again just now, the Taoist priest was gone!"
"Gone..." Jiang Cheng frowned,
"To be honest, Miss Ye, I have been guarding against this, so I check the number of people every time. I counted twice, and each time there were 44 people, including Monk Huicong."
"Impossible, I clearly remember that there was a Taoist priest under the pillar on the right, but he disappeared just now." Ye Qiutang said with certainty.
After saying that, Ye Qiutang continued to look closer, and this time her reaction was even more violent, because not only did the previous Taoist priest disappear, but even the other Taoist priest next to this Taoist priest also disappeared, and they disappeared with them. The scriptures and the green straw mat under her body all happened very naturally.
The fat man also wanted to come over to take a look, but as soon as he raised his hand, Jiang Cheng looked at him and forced him back.
"Don't cause trouble. You're the only one who didn't get hit. You're still rushing to jump into the fire pit." By now, Jiang Cheng has probably figured out what the problem is. Today's Merit Hall is a trap. The other party knows that they need to watch Huicong carefully. The monk's face was so arrogant that he set up this trap.
Before, they were indeed looking at the backs of the Taoist priests inside, but now they were looking at the front faces of these things.
And seeing the frontal face means that they have also been discovered by the ghost inside. At the end of that post, Xiaomei disappeared, and she became the next ponytail girl, like a water ghost looking for a substitute.
After briefly explaining the story of the girl with the ponytail to the fat man Ye Qiutang, both of their faces became excited. To be fair, Ye Qiutang admitted that she was not that afraid of death. After she became a famous general, she had seen many bloody scenes. , but what she was afraid of was such a strange death, silent and full of despair.
"Is there anything you can do? If so..." Ye Qiutang's eyes suddenly stopped before she could finish her words. She stared straight at the position behind Jiang Cheng, her eyes falling.
Jiang Cheng turned around and made a blocking movement at the same time. He subconsciously thought that there was a sneak attack. Anything could happen in this damn place.
But a gust of night wind came, and there was nothing behind him, with no trace of anyone at all. But the next second, as his eyes turned downward, he found a pair of shoe prints on the mud.
The shoe prints were large and round, which was completely different from the shoes of the three of them. Jiang Cheng immediately realized that these shoes were black cloth shoes often worn by Taoist priests, which were round-topped shoes.
But when had a Taoist priest been around them? The shoe prints are very new, and it looks like they were left not long ago.
Slowly, Jiang Cheng discovered something even more terrifying. There was only one pair of these shoe prints. There was wet mud nearby, but there were no traces of the shoe prints from when the shoes came over or when they walked out, as if... ..It’s like it suddenly appeared in a certain moment.
