Qianqiu and Yang looked back and saw that it was Gao Kuang who had changed back into casual clothes.
Gao Kuang rested for a while today and found out that two young heroes were at the gate of the city. He was about to come up and invite them to attend the yamen dinner in the evening. However, when he heard that these two people were leaving without saying goodbye, his expression suddenly changed: "Two young heroes, save me." I am in the midst of a crisis, and although it is said that there is nothing left to be done, but..."
Before Gao Kuang could finish his sentence, Qianqiu interrupted him: "Brother Gao Kuang, we have thought about it a lot, but we still have important matters to attend to. The grain release case that Qiao Fengyi mentioned may have something to do with it." What’s strange is that the two of us have to rush to the Holy Capital to investigate this matter. Right now, Qiao Feng is nowhere to be found, so we have to find out the news while we’re on our way, otherwise there will be more trouble."
Yang Xian nodded and said: "So there is no need for brother Gao Kuang to stop us. We are on our way now. Although it is a bit rude for me to leave without saying goodbye, it is also a last resort. I would like to trouble you to convey this to you."
Gao Kuang saw that the two men in front of him didn't look like they were joking, so he smiled bitterly and said: "Since the two young heroes said so, I won't stop you two, although I can't."
Qianqiu was about to fly down the tower with Yang Xian, but he unconsciously looked back at Gao Kuang, as if he had thought of something, and said: "Brother Gao Kuang, Doctor Jiang is interested in you, but she is not an ordinary person who can match her. If you want to end up with her in the future, To become a dependent, you still need to practice the art of magic."
When Gao Kuang heard this, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I would like to ask young hero Qianqiu to give me some advice."
Qianqiu shrugged and said: "I am only a junior magician, not qualified to teach you. If I can achieve some success in the future, I will come back to find you and take you to the Eastern Sect."
"Then I'd like to thank Qian Shaoxia in advance." Gao Kuang's excitement was palpable.
In this way, Qianqiu and Yang Xian only informed Gao Kuang and left Gao Town for the Holy Capital.
After leaving Gaozhen, the scenery a few dozen miles to the east was not only less open, but the woods became denser.
Qianqiu rode on the Blade Horse and looked at the dense trees in front of him. He not only called out to Mr. Yang: "Old Yang, are we going in the wrong direction? By the way, we have to leave the Dongfang Mountains and pass Wuxia Town. Logically speaking, we should be arriving at the Holy Capital soon, but why are the woods getting denser and denser?"
Yang Xian also reined in his horse, looked ahead, and said, "I'm not very sure either. I set out from the Holy Capital before, first went to Huanghu City, and then went around Dongfang Mountain with you. I also took this road. I have never been there before. However, the direction should be correct."
"Let's find someone to ask for directions." Since encountering a series of strange things in Gao Town, Qianqiu has become more cautious now.
Yang Xian said: "Brother Qian, there is no need to worry. I have seen the map of this area before at the Gaozhen government office, and I have silently remembered it in my heart. We are heading in the right direction. We should be reaching Donghuang Mountain here."
"Donghuang Mountain? I have never heard of it." Although Qianqiu nodded, he had some doubts in his heart.
Yang Xian looked up at the sky, which was a little dark. He thought that the two of them had set out in the morning and headed east without rest. It was almost nightfall, so he suggested: "Brother Qian, let's find a place to rest for the night." Let’s keep going, my horse is not a spiritual beast, it is exhausted after running for a day.”
The two men and two horses walked into a dense forest.
In the realm of the human race, the farther east you go, the weaker the spiritual energy becomes and the more popular it becomes. The more people there are, the more temples they believe in. Generally there are some temples left in the mountains and forests.
After walking a mile, the two saw a pointed roof protruding from the forest in the distance. They quickened their pace and arrived in front of the temple before dark.
"Donghuang Temple." Qianqiu got off his horse, put the knife into the contract talisman, and went up while chanting.
Heibu, who had been squatting on Qianqiu's shoulder, was already asleep, snoring slightly.
The two of them walked into the Donghuang Temple one after the other.
At a glance, the Donghuang Temple in front of me does not occupy a large area, and seems to be only about the size of a few houses. There are about ten steps leading in from the main door. Up the steps is a main hall. In the middle of the main hall is an unknown Buddha statue three people tall. The Buddha statue is like the Dharma King holding up the sky, and also like the netherworld of the underworld. You can't see the face clearly, you can only feel the darkness. The flag pendulum next to the Buddha statue is also a little worn, but it can be seen that it is still intact.
There were no tributes placed on the incense table in front of the Buddha statue. It was already covered with dust, and with a gentle blow, the sky was filled with ashes.
Walking further back, there is just an empty courtyard behind the main hall, and the ground is covered with weeds. Looking around, there are no guest rooms or woodsheds, just a circle surrounded by bricks.
Qianqiu said suspiciously: "This temple is very strange. It seems to occupy a large area, but it only has one main hall and only one Buddha. The courtyard behind it is empty. The name of Donghuang Temple is the name of this mountain forest. The temple repairs are so rough, no one would be like this."
Yang Xian patted the dust on his body and said with a smile: "Brother Qian, you are lucky to have such a place to stay in the middle of the night. It is better than sleeping in the mountains. Quickly pack up and we will sleep in the main hall."
As he spoke, the sky had turned dark, and the sounds of birds and animals in the mountains and forests had also become softer. As night fell, the nocturnal predators among animals also began to come out to look for food.
Qianqiu tidied up a little and stepped forward to close the gate of Donghuang Temple, but found that there was no gate in this temple!
"When I walked in just now, I didn't notice anything strange at all. Although this temple is not very new, it is not so dilapidated that the door has been pulled out." Qianqiu thought to himself as he walked inside. .
At this time, Yang Xian lit a fire in the temple, took a look at the courtyard behind the Buddha statue, and soon discovered something was wrong. He said to Qianqiu: "Brother Qian, have you noticed that there are no doors or windows behind Donghuang Temple!"
Qianqiu nodded and said: "Don't talk about the back, this ruined temple doesn't even have a gate."
The two of them didn't think much and sat on the ground to eat something.
The fire made a beeping sound, and Qianqiu said: "Since this is a hellish place, it has no doors or windows. Let's build the fire closer to the front to prevent wild beasts from disturbing our sleep in the middle of the night."
Afterwards, the two of them sat on the ground and meditated for a while. After practicing the technique for a while, they became a little sleepy and slowly fell asleep.
The forest was a little quiet at night, and from time to time the roars of wild beasts broke the tranquility. But soon even these beasts shut up, and the entire area around Donghuang Temple was deathly silent.
After a gust of wind slowly blew through the entrance of Donghuang Temple's main hall, the black Buddha statue behind Yang Xian and Qianqiu made a sound so slight that it was almost inaudible, and they slowly opened their eyes.
The black eyes of the Buddha statue had a hint of bright red. They were a little dull at first, but when they saw the fire, they suddenly became a little angry.
At this time, Yang Xian and Qianqiu were sleeping at the feet of the Buddha statue, and the black cloth beside Qianqiu was also sleeping soundly.
The Buddha looked at the two people with his eyes and moved his mouth slightly.
The silence around him made Qianqiu a little alert. He had been used to the chirping of insects, birds, and beasts in the forest since he was a child. This unusual quietness also made him slowly wake up from his sleep. He only felt a little cold on his back.
He turned around suddenly and saw that the Buddha's eyes were closed as usual and there was no movement.
Qianqiu thought that he was thinking too much. Seeing that the fire in front of him was getting a little dark, he stood up and added more firewood. He looked at Heibu and Yang Xian who were sleeping well, and closed his eyes again. But at this time, he I couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Why is it so quiet?"
In the middle of the night, a drop of bright red blood appeared out of thin air on the corner of the dark Buddha statue's mouth, slowly dripping down.
"Tick tick tick", the blood turned into beads and fell on the hay on the ground drop by drop. The sound of low blood was mixed with the crackling of firewood, and Qianqiu and Yang Xian did not notice it.
Then, the blood gathered more and more, slowly gathering into a puddle of mucus, soaking a piece of hay.
Inadvertently, Yang Xian turned sideways and touched the pool of blood. The cold feeling on his fingers woke him up immediately.
As soon as he stood up, he thought it was a kettle or rainwater that had come in, but when he raised his hand and took a look, he saw this bright red and couldn't sit still.
Yang Xian put his finger in front of his nose and smelled it, and said in surprise: "It's blood!" These two words immediately woke Qianqiu up.
Qianqiu looked at Yang Xian hurriedly and asked, "Old Yang, what's wrong?"
Yang pointed to the ground first and then waved towards him.
The two of them looked up together following the blood, and saw that the blood was dripping from the mouth of the dark Buddha statue.
The two of them regained their energy, got up and looked around, asking: "Where is the monster? Don't pretend to be a ghost, come out quickly!"
For a long time, no one answered them, and the entire Donghuang Temple was as quiet as ever.
Qianqiu flew up to the Buddha statue, looked at the corners of the Buddha's mouth with the faint firelight on the ground, and found that the blood was no longer flowing, but had stopped.
Yang Xian said: "There is something strange about this Buddha statue, Brother Qian!"
Qianqiu nodded and explored it carefully, but there was nothing strange about it. The Buddha statue was still an earthen Buddha statue, with no signs of life and no trace of evil spirit.
Yang Xian frowned and said: "This is strange, then where does this blood come from?"
Qianqiu jumped down, walked behind the Buddha statue, and looked into the courtyard. The courtyard was still the same courtyard full of weeds, and there was nothing unusual about it.
When Qianqiu returned to the main hall, Yang Xian said to him: "Brother Qian, this Donghuang Temple is full of weirdness, what should we do?"
Qianqiu said: "So far, there is only blood, and there are no other weird things. How about we continue to wait? Or is it better to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible?"
While the two were discussing, they both glanced up inadvertently. It didn't matter. They saw the pitch-black Buddha staring viciously at the two of them with its big bell-like eyes.
