"I, what's wrong with me, what's wrong with me, oh, nephew, please twist my arm gently, my old bones can't stand what you do~"
Sun Daqiao woke up completely after vomiting. Seeing that some of his organs were still stuck with silver needles, he was so shocked that he didn't even dare to say anything further.
Yue Guanchao was not sure whether he was healed or not, so he motioned to Song Siyuan to come to him, "Do you know who Hua Ling is?"
"That's my daughter, can I not know?"
call!
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you still remember what happened just now?" Yue Guanchao gradually let go of Sun Daqiao's hand.
"I...I remember that I just approached the altar table, and as soon as I slid the braised pork into my throat, I didn't know what to do. When I woke up, I saw that I was spitting out the braised pork."
Sun Daqiao lowered his head and took a closer look. There was no shadow of braised pork anywhere. The ground was covered with muddy soil, with dead tree roots, rotten leaves, dried vines, and grass roots mixed together. There were also disgusting insects crawling around in the gastric juice.
"What am I eating? Bah bah bah bah bah."
Sun Daqiao was so disgusted that he vomited several times in a row. No matter how hard he pressed his throat, he felt sick. When everyone saw this scene, they didn't know whether to pity him or disgust him.
"What I see here is obviously braised pork, why is it like this?"
Sun Daqiao was frightened and looked back at the offering table. The stewed fruits and vegetables on the table were nowhere to be found. The plate was filled with mud and dirt, as well as many filthy lumps spit out from his mouth.
At first glance, everyone doubted their eyes and unconsciously rubbed their eyes. After opening their eyes again to confirm that nothing had changed, they believed what was in front of them.
"How could it be possible? When did we fall into the hallucination?"
Yue Guanchao didn't understand the current situation, but Xu Xiake had realized that it wasn't just Sun Daqiao who was hallucinating. He quickly poured out the liquid from the snuff bottle and spread it evenly on his eyelids and nose.
As his fingers fell, what he saw with his eyes made him take a step back in fear.
"See for yourselves, what is in this temple?"
Immediately afterwards, he took the snuff bottle and wiped it on everyone else's eyelids and noses. The cool and exciting medicinal smell made everyone wake up instantly.
When the sting of chaos in their minds disappeared, they all looked around and finally understood why Xu Xiake retreated.
The pictures of thousands of cats on the mural are not paint at all, but human blood with dried and cracked skin. The originally lifelike cats have turned into white bones of babies of different sizes. They seem to have sunk into the mud and are embedded in the wall to expose the dense white bones.
Looking towards the middle, the idol is still the idol, but the golden gauze tent above the head has turned into a leather tent. It is obviously a giant curtain sewn with countless wild cat skins. You can even see the facial features of the wild cats on the curtain that were not dealt with in time. It looks like It was as if countless wild cats were stacked up in a group, staring at the living people eerily.
There used to be a naive golden boy and girl near the statue. Looking at the pair of boys, they are no longer stone carvings, but living people who have been skinned and made into corpse dolls. The slightly pale and bluish facial features are decorated with red dots of rouge, and then they are dressed in red rouge. Wearing silk and rust clothes makes him look even more terrifying.
The black cats that were originally lying on the stone platform have all become black cat corpse puppets. Except for the ones made of live cats, most of them are as motionless as clay sculptures.
"Wait a minute, if we were under an illusion just now, can we be sure that we are hallucinating now? If we are still in a state of being possessed, how can we ensure that what we are experiencing really exists!"
Song Siyuan's words were very difficult to pronounce, but they frightened everyone. What they saw after entering the temple just now was so real that no one could react. Now that they saw the huge changes in the temple, they were worried about whether it was really happening. A fantasy.
"Don't worry, the medicine in this snuff bottle is to ward off evil spirits and clear away bitterness. As long as it can stimulate the mind, it will not be easy to enter the illusion."
After saying that, Xu Xiake pulled out his silver sword, smeared the aphrodisiac in the snuff bottle on the sword, then picked up the sword and slashed and smashed in the temple, cutting off all the curtains, and even the altar table. It was broken into two halves, and countless mud balls fell to the ground as tribute, leaving a mess all over the ground.
Then, he raised his arm and cut off the head of the statue with a knife. The wooden statue immediately fell to the ground, sitting abruptly on the stone platform like a headless ghost.
"Look, what is that? It seems to be blood?"
Just when Xu Xiake was proud, the neck of the wooden statue whose head he had chopped off suddenly oozed blood, gradually dyeing the neck scarlet.
How can wood bleed? Seeing this scene, Sun Daqiao was so frightened that he took a few steps back and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Grandpa Li Xian, Grandpa Li Xian, we didn't mean to destroy your temple. You sir have spared us a lot. As long as you don't take my daughter's life anymore, I will build the temple for you again even if I go through fire and water." , it’s not a bad idea to gild the clay sculptures, I just ask you to forgive our sins.”
"Sun Daqiao, you coward, are you okay? This raccoon fairy is pretending to be Kong Deshun."
Yue Guanchao wanted to arrest Sun Daqiao, but the old man's knees seemed to be growing on the ground and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he pulled.
"Ahem~ Who said I was pretending?"
