"Not that serious."
Bai Xiaoxiao pointed to the blood rain in the distance. Everyone tried their best to look, and they were shocked to find that the area covered by the blood rain was far more than just villages!
"After the death of the goddess, the restrictions on Guangxiu were completely lifted, and his resentment began to be released. Blood would start raining wherever he passed!"
"We just need to follow the rest of the way to the temple on the back mountain."
Liu Chengfeng said curiously:
“But aren’t we going to look for the body of the monk [the Merciful One]?”
"Just having a head won't work!"
Bai Xiaoxiao shook his head.
"The body has been found... Just follow me!"
"The blood gate rules restrict Guangxiu's time for a short period of time. We have to hurry up!"
Everyone nodded and followed Bai Xiaoxiao along the route Guang Xiu had taken before, heading towards the temple on the back mountain of the village!
They walked very fast.
After all, no one knows how long the blood gate's rules for restricting evil ghosts can help them buy...
At this moment, Guangxiu, who was hidden in the rain of blood, became the knife above their heads, which could fall at any time!
When we came to the foot of the mountain again, the blood flowing down the stone steps had suddenly turned into a stream!
If everyone steps on it, they will fall down if they are not careful.
"quick!"
They stumbled upwards, and when they reached the mountainside, Ning Qiushui glanced down the mountain and her heart tightened!
"Guangxiu is catching up!"
He shouted loudly, and everyone looked around and found the black figure standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at them coldly!
Just by looking at each other, everyone felt their hands and feet were cold!
The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the small platform of the second stone step!
It only took two seconds before and after!
"Stop looking and leave quickly!!"
Bai Xiaoxiao screamed, gritted his teeth, and led everyone to climb up the top of the mountain and arrived at the temple that was almost soaked in blood!
"Sister Bai, where is the body?!"
Liu Chengfeng looked at Guang Xiu behind him who had blocked the door at some point, and screamed in horror!
But at this moment, Bai Xiaoxiao didn't have any fear. Instead, she seemed to be relieved, and a smile appeared on her pale face.
"Isn't the monk's body... always with us?"
The three of them were startled when they heard this.
After saying that, under the surprised looks of the two of them, she actually handed the head in her arms... into the hands of the man with glasses!
"Aren't you always looking for your own head?"
"Now, we found it for you."
The man with glasses lowered his head and looked at the head in his arms for a long time, with a clear look in his confused eyes.
"I remembered..."
He smiled.
"Thank you very much."
After saying that, the figure of the man with glasses in front of the three of them suddenly blurred, and when he recovered again, he had become the body of a monk without a head.
This monk is familiar to all three of them.
Because just a few days ago, they witnessed monks fishing for human heads next to the never-drying well!
However, neither Ning Qiushui nor Liu Chengfeng expected that this monk would actually transform into one of them and hide among them!
Liu Chengfeng opened his mouth wide and looked at the monk in front of him in surprise. His throat moved, but he couldn't say a word.
The monk slowly placed the head on his neck. After twisting it twice, the head seemed to be fixed.
He clasped his hands together, looked at the three people in front of him calmly, and bowed to them.
"Thank you all the donors for helping the young monk find his head."
"The next thing... I'll leave it to the young monk."
After saying that, the monk turned around and walked step by step towards Guang Xiu at the door.
Guangxiu, who was exuding terror and resentment, had a look of confusion in his eyes the moment he saw the monk.
The monk stretched out his hand and gently pressed Guangxiu's forehead.
"The wrongs have their owners, the debts have their owners, and the donors have their owners... You killed the people who deserved to be killed, and you also killed the people who shouldn't be killed. Are you still unable to let go of the hatred in your heart?"
Guang Xiu's eyes were not as chaotic as before, they were much clearer, but they were still extremely angry!
It stretched out its hand and grabbed the monk's wrist fiercely!
However, the monk seemed to be blessed by Buddhist scriptures and was not afraid of Guangxiu at all. The two ghosts were in a stalemate.
At this moment, Ning Qiushui suddenly said:
"Guangxiu, do you still remember that when we entered the village, none of us were covered in blood?"
"Do you know why?"
"Because we were carrying the eyes of your wife Zhu Nanyu."
Guangxiu paused after hearing this, and stared at Ning Qiushui with his blood-red eyes filled with strong resentment!
But the latter did not stop because of this and continued:
"Your wife Zhu Nanyu helped us find the monk's head."
"It's not that we want you to let go of this hatred, but your wife Zhu Nanyu doesn't want to see you continue to be tortured by this hatred."
"She was tired, so she thought... you should be tired too."
After hearing Ning Qiushui's words, Guang Xiu suddenly covered his head and let out an extremely shrill scream——
"ah!!!!"
At this moment, a woman in red appeared in the heavy rain far away from the temple.
She was floating in the air, holding the little child who had only half of his body left, burned to black.
The mother and son just stood in the rain of blood, looking at Guang Xiu quietly.
The monk raised his hand and pointed, Guang Xiu slowly turned back.
It stared into the blood rain for a long time, until the red color of the blood rain finally faded away and turned into a real rain.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came out of Guangxiu's mouth with a sense of loss:
"I've been waiting for that rain for a long time..."
The monk put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.
"Yes, but maybe...your wife and children have been waiting for you for a long time."
Guangxiu let out a long sigh, stood up, turned and left the temple.
He walked towards his wife and children step by step and hugged them.
Then, the three ghosts disappeared in the pouring rain...
Seeing this scene, the three people in the temple finally exhaled and collapsed on the ground.
They... survived.
"Master, thank you very much."
They sincerely thanked the monk in front of them.
If it weren't for this monk, they would definitely die today!
The monk shook his head and smiled slightly:
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
"My wish has been fulfilled here, and there is no resentment left. It's time for me to leave."
After he finished speaking, the head on his neck fell directly to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the monk's head and body decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye... and eventually turned into dust.
The wind from outside blew in.
Very cool.
After regaining consciousness, Ning Qiushui dragged her tired body out of the temple, raised her head, washed her face with rainwater, and then sipped the cool rain...
pS: The plot of this dungeon ends here, tomorrow will be some aftermath.
Try not to learn anything in the next dungeon. For such a long plot, let’s make it a shorter and more exciting one. I hope everyone can read it in the middle of the night, and it’s best to hold your breath.
