I looked at the Ninth Prince speechless for a long time. Could this noble man be a descendant of the Qi Sect?
In my impression, charlatan warlocks are supposed to be nothing but ordinary people who play in the human world. The Ninth Prince almost overturned my perception.
The Ninth Prince walked to the door of Cihang Temple: "Don't you think I am a descendant of the Qi Sect?"
"No one in this world can limit how you live, only how you want to live."
"Let's go! Come with me to Cihang Temple and wait for your master."
Although I was following the Ninth Prince to Cihang Temple, I was not at ease with this man. I always felt that he was not like my master's friend.
I asked tentatively: "Ninth Prince, are you my master's brother?"
The Ninth Prince said: "Your master and I have never met each other, but I have had a crush on him for a long time. There are only three people in Qimen who can catch my eye, and your master is one of them."
"However, the only person I want to get to know among those three people is your master Ye Sanqi."
I didn’t understand what the Ninth Prince meant, and he didn’t explain anything to me, and took me straight into Cihang Temple.
At Cihang Temple late at night, there were no lights and no monks on duty. The main hall just had its two doors open, waiting for late-night visitors like me and the Nine Princes.
When I walked to the door of the main hall, I saw a Buddha statue with its head cut off. Is this the Buddha statue whose head was stolen by Ye Sanqi?
If, proportionally speaking, the Buddha head is much larger than a normal person's head, even if Ye Sanqi really has the ability to replace a Buddha head with a human head, he would not be able to put a Buddha head that is twice as large as an ordinary person's on my neck. Bar?
While I was still looking at the Buddha statue, the old monk from Cihang Temple came out of the back hall tremblingly: "Can the two donors let go of Cihang Temple and the people in Beixi Town?" Thousands of people?"
The Ninth Prince put his hands behind his back and looked up at the Buddha statue and said, "Ye Sanqi took away the Buddha's head, but left you a promise."
"Great monk, is it too late to offset this promise with great righteousness?"
The abbot clasped his hands and was silent for a long time before saying, "Donor, can you let me recite another sutra?"
"Please!" The Ninth Prince stepped aside with his hands behind his back. The abbot of Cihang Temple sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, closing his eyes and chanting sutras.
I couldn't understand what he was reciting, but I could feel that his mind was not entirely focused on the scriptures. He seemed to be recalling the past, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
After a long time, the abbot finally stopped and said in a hoarse voice: "Donor, can I become a Buddha?"
The Ninth Prince said calmly: "The mortal world is still here, who can become a Buddha?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk has learned the lesson." When the abbot closed his eyes again, I heard a sound like fingernails scratching wood from the beams of the Main Hall. When I looked up, I was startled. .
I don’t know when five more skinny ghosts with livid complexions appeared on the beams of the Main Hall. I couldn't see clearly the faces of the five evil ghosts, but I could see their unusually large hands.
The claws of the five evil ghosts were at least three times the size of an ordinary human hand, and their sharp fingertips glowed with a cold light like cast iron.
I was so frightened that I took two steps back, holding the razor tightly in my hand.
The five evil ghosts ignored my presence and quickly crawled along the beams to the abbot's head. The five evil ghosts only paused for a moment before falling down from the roof.
Only then did I see clearly that the five ghosts' backs were all connected by a rope as thick as two fingers.
Before I could figure out what was going on, five evil ghosts landed around the abbot at the same time, and the green bricks on the ground fell apart under the five ghosts. The loud sound of metal colliding with stone slabs and the smoke of broken bricks filled the hall at the same time. I also saw the true appearance of the five ghosts clearly through the moonlight.
They were not ghosts at all, but five carefully crafted puppets. No wonder they all had strings like marionettes hanging from their backs.
The five ghosts just paused on the ground for a moment, and the rope behind them immediately tightened. The five ghosts moved again, and four of them reached out and grabbed the abbot's limbs, and lifted the abbot into the air under the pull of the rope. An evil ghost hooked the abbot's collar, as if leading the way, and dragged the person towards the headless Buddha statue in the main hall.
The figures of the five ghosts and one of them had just reached the same height as the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue was like a secret box that opened in half. From the throat down to the left and right, a secret door opened, and a smell of decaying corpses followed. Opening the secret door, they poured into the hall.
I covered my nose and took two steps back, only to see a pile of broken bones hidden in the hollow Buddha statue.
Before I could see the whole skeleton, five evil spirits forced the abbot into the Buddha statue and retreated to both sides.
The abbot sat up among a pile of bones, groped for a skeleton in his arms and cried loudly: "Master... Master... I'm here, I'm here to forgive you."
The abbot just cried loudly and didn't care at all that the five evil spirits were pushing the Buddha statue back to its original position.
After the Buddha statue closed again, the five evil ghosts spread their arms at the same time, and were dragged back to the beam by the ropes behind them, and quickly retreated in different directions.
The five evil ghosts disappeared, but I always felt like someone was lying on the beams staring down at me, and I couldn't help but feel chills in my body.
But the host shouted hoarsely inside the Buddha statue: "Donor, can I become a Buddha?"
The Ninth Prince still said calmly: "Who can become a Buddha if you have worries?"
"I understand! The poor monk understands!"
"Namo Amitabha!"
After chanting the Buddha's name, there were bursts of bone-crushing sounds coming from the Buddha statue, as if something was grinding the abbot into pieces alive, and pungent blood was dripping from under the lotus seat of the Buddha statue.
The Ninth Prince said calmly: "Let's go! The water source of Beixi Lake is going to be cut off."
When I followed the Ninth Prince out, I couldn't help but ask: "That was the Five Ghosts caressing the top just now?"
"what on earth is it?"
The Ninth Prince said: "Forefathers were able to hide treasures all over the world, so naturally there would be people left to guard the treasures. Those who guard the treasures may be agencies, ghosts, humans, or a combination of all three."
"The previous abbot of Cihang Temple was the treasure keeper."
I asked curiously: "What about the current host? He is also the treasure keeper? But why does he want to open the secret for us?"
"The murderer who killed the treasure keeper." The Ninth Prince looked at me and said: "They were once master and apprentice, but the master and apprentice could not resist the temptation of the treasure. Therefore, the previous abbot was sealed into the Buddha statue and became an open cup. Sacrifice from the Secret Burial in Xihu Lake.”
"However, the new host does not know that the secret is actually a three-layered door. They are guarding the last door and the first two doors cannot be opened. Even if all the monks in the temple are sacrificed, the third door cannot be opened."
