The Guanyin Temple was illuminated by candlelight, and dozens of monks stood at the door. Their eyes were focused on Hui Xin, who was in the center.
The cassock Hui Xin wore was stained with some blood, but her expression looked compassionate.
There were more than a dozen monks covered in bruises hanging upside down on the wall of the Buddhist hall. Their breathing was very weak. It can be seen that the words Qin Bai said before leaving were still somewhat effective. It can be said to be murderous and heart-breaking.
Xiaoran couldn't bear it, and just when he was about to step forward to plead, a tall monk next to him grabbed his shoulder.
"Junior brother, where does your compassion come from? No wonder your cultivation has not improved over the years."
"Junior Brother Xiaogan, let go."
Xiaoran gave him a cold look, and the monk named Xiaogan smiled and retracted his arm.
Xiaogan is in charge of the Wu Monk Academy and has the same status as Xiaoran, but the two have completely opposite ways of doing things. The former will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, while the latter is much more tolerant.
At this time, Huixin took out a bell and swayed it gently. The sound of the bell was not loud, and there was dense movement around the Buddhist temple.
Countless cockroaches crawled through the doors and windows, and finally settled in a part of the Buddhist temple.
The monk's expression changed slightly, but they did not dare to move at all. They could only stand there and watch the scene in front of them in fear.
Huixin looked around and then leaned down. He put his head on the ground and listened carefully, seeming to feel the sound coming from deep inside.
"The sound of Buddha surrounds my ears..."
He slammed his palms to the ground, only to hear a loud noise and countless cracks spread.
"Guanyin Bodhisattva is underground, dig the Buddha out."
The monk lowered his head and responded. They used shovels to pry open the floor tiles, and then began to dig.
There are also many monks going in and out of the temple, mainly to carry the excavated soil.
Qin Bai and the others also arrived at Hanshan Mountain. They did not use lighting equipment such as torches or flashlights in order to prevent them from being discovered by the patrolling monks.
During this period, Qin Bai used his fishing powers a lot. Although he harvested some strange things, he had figured out the general rules.
When fishing in the soil, the supernatural power no longer has the effect of connecting to the heavens, and can only randomly catch any nearby objects, and the approximate range is actually related to the length of the extended fishing line.
Qin Bai found a larger rock and sat directly on it. He hung some bait that cockroaches loved to eat on the fishhook. After hesitating for a moment, he added some insecticidal liquid.
Zhiqiu Yiye thought of Qin Bai's amazing fishing skills, and actually had a rough guess in his mind. Only Zuo Qianhu couldn't figure out what the other party was planning to do.
Qin Bai took out a clean white cloth and wiped the fishing rod. This fishing was not easy, and because the magical fishing power could only be used once every twelve hours, if he didn't catch it, his last chance would be gone.
To be sure, he even put a broken motorcycle helmet on his head.
The rice fishing rod stretched out and became ten meters in length, and the fishhook also became half a meter in size.
The fishing line fell and blended into the soil easily. Zuo Qianhu glanced at Qin Bai in surprise. Such a technique was unprecedented.
Now he somewhat believed that the Buddha statue could really be caught with a fishhook.
Qin Bai closed his eyes and focused completely on the fishing rod in his hand.
The pit in the Guanyin Temple has been dug several meters down. Huixin stood outside the pit with her hands behind her back. All she needed was a red hat to return to the secular world and go to the construction site.
As the digging progressed, something was soon discovered.
His brows furrowed, and he was deeply puzzled by the sudden appearance of the Guanyin statue underground. If there was a way to transport it out of thin air, why not just take it away.
A monk said excitedly: "First of all, I saw the head of the Guanyin statue!!!"
The monks nearby let out bursts of exclamations, but when Huixin snorted coldly, they immediately shut their mouths.
Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reminded: "Please be gentle with your movements. Don't damage the Buddha statue."
As they finished speaking, the monks suddenly realized something, and they couldn't help but feel frightened.
Buddha statues need to be wiped clean every day. These monks have more or less heard strange rustling noises coming from inside the Buddha statues.
According to the old monk in the temple, many demons were suppressed inside the Buddha statue, in order to use the monks to chant scriptures for a long time to eliminate their demonic nature.
When Xiaogan saw that these people had become grumbling, his impatience suddenly appeared on his face, and he jumped down into the pit and pushed the monk away.
"Get out of here, it will be dawn when you dig up the Buddha statue."
Xiaogan used his arms hard enough to dig with his bare hands. Buddha's light emanated from his body, and he was digging much faster.
The monks fell to the ground after being pushed away by him. They did not dare to approach and looked at each other with fear on their faces.
As large amounts of soil were cleared away, the Buddha statue was gradually revealed.
Xiaoran's speed further accelerated, and his expression became crazy. The monks who came to carry the soil did not dare to approach rashly, for fear that the other party would burst out and hurt others.
Huixin just watched with cold eyes. It could be seen from the corpse of the monk hanging on the wall that he was far from as amiable as he appeared.
Most of the Guanyin statue was revealed, and Xiaogan couldn't help but laugh. For some reason, a little greed flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, the soil around his feet surged up, and Xiaogan suddenly felt a little confused.
Suddenly, a fishhook was inserted directly into his thigh, blood flowed out uncontrollably, and Xiaogan couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Hui Xin reacted the fastest. As soon as he raised his hand, a "卍" character appeared in his palm. Buddha light emanated from his body, and his aura was like a real Buddha.
But after all, the Avalokitesvara statue is right next to the filial piety, and even the wise mind can only restrain itself to avoid accidentally breaking the Buddha statue.
Qin Bai, who was far away at the foot of the mountain, suddenly opened his eyes. The float was shaking left and right. It was obvious that something had taken the bait. The wave was very stable.
He jerked the fishing rod! !
Xiaogan's eyes widened, and he instantly submerged into the ground, leaving only one pair of hands trying to hold on to the ground, but as the strength on the fishhook increased, he soon let go.
For a moment, the Buddhist temple became extremely quiet, and the monks looked at each other in shock. This sudden situation caught them off guard.
Because the prey was hooked, Qin Bai began to retrieve the fishing line, but after a while he felt something was wrong. The fish caught was too light.
Without much hesitation, he directly chose to give up. The fishhook fell off Xiaogan's body and continued towards the direction of the Buddha statue.
The fishhook was gone, but Xiaogan was buried deep in the ground and unable to move. He tried to struggle, but soon fell into darkness.
No one in the Buddhist temple dared to approach the statue of Avalokitesvara. The faces of the monks were filled with fear. Could it be that a demon was at work?
Huixin looked at them coldly, her raised palms not lowered, but the Buddha's light was already mixed with murderous intent.
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