Nightmare Attack

With quick eyes and quick hands, Jiang Cheng also grabbed a paper man and stuffed it into his pocket, then stood up as if nothing had happened. The paper man in his mouth swallowed it.

Monk Huide was still the same, with a kind face under his dark skin, "Amitabha, the two benefactors are also here."

"Master Huide, it seems that we are really destined." Jiang Cheng smiled at Monk Huide.

"Don't dare. The benefactor has great blessings. He must have a relationship with the Buddha. He must have been guided by the Buddha when he came to this temple." Huide clasped his hands together, and his appearance became more and more humble.

Huide then looked at Monk Huicong, and then turned to Fatty Jiangcheng and said, "My junior brother didn't cause any trouble for the two benefactors, did he?"

"No, Master Huicong is very nice." Jiang Cheng replied.

"Then... Junior brother, what kind of crazy talk does he have?" Monk Huide stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes.

Jiang Cheng pretended to be curious and looked at Monk Huide, "What crazy talk?"

Monk Huide was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly, "The benefactor doesn't know, my junior brother is good everywhere, but unfortunately I got into this hysteria. What I want to say is that if the junior brother says something crazy, The two benefactors must not take it to heart."

At this time, the monk with moles on his cheeks said to Huicong: "Junior Brother Huicong, we agreed to cultivate merit together later today, why did you sneak away again?"

Huicong hid behind the fat man, didn't dare to look at him, just kept shaking his head, "No, I don't cultivate merit, I don't cultivate..."

"How can you do it if you don't cultivate merit? You are with the senior brothers. As long as you cultivate enough merit, your illness will be cured. You must be obedient!" The monk persuaded earnestly.

"No, I won't fix it..."

Seeing that it was useless, the monks gradually lost their patience, so they stepped forward and grabbed monk Huicong's arms and clothes, and pulled him out. The thin Huicong was no match for these strong monks, and he was subdued in a few strokes. Half pulling and half pushing away, suddenly, monk Huicong seemed to be crazy, and bit the monk's hand that was holding his arm.

"ah!"

The monk screamed, and then the monk Huicong broke free and was about to run towards the fat man in Jiangcheng, but the other monks rushed forward. During the struggle, the clothes of the monk Huicong were all torn, and the exposed thin body was covered with bloodstains, and he struggled and kicked. The bruises left behind.

What's even weirder is that there is a large tattoo on Monk Huicong's back, but because of the sudden incident, Jiang Cheng didn't fully see it.

"Quick! Take Junior Brother Huicong back!" The monk who was bitten covered his hands, and blood flowed from between his fingers. It seemed that the bite was serious.

Seeing this scene, Monk Huide couldn't hold back anymore, and explained to Fatty Jiangcheng, "You two benefactors, my younger brother's hysteria has happened again, so I didn't scare you."

"It's okay, it's just Master Huicong...how did he get this hysteria?" Jiang Cheng felt more and more strange.

Hearing this, monk Huide sighed, "Although my junior brother started late, he is very talented. His understanding of Buddhism is advancing rapidly, but who knows that he went astray during a night practice, and when he was discovered the next day , it became like this, the abbot said that he was haunted by the demons, and if the demons are not eliminated, the younger brother will not come back."

"The abbot told us to take our junior brother to practice meritorious deeds every night. I hope this will help the junior brother get rid of the sea of ​​demons and find his original heart as soon as possible."

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but nodded, "So that's the case."

Seeing that Monk Huicong was dragged away by several monks, Monk Huide saluted Fatty Jiangcheng, then turned and left.

After everyone walked away, Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty, "How about it, did you take a picture?"

The fat man nodded again and again, "It's taken. If you give me a gesture, I know you want me to take a picture. Fortunately, these monks don't understand our high technology."

He took out his mobile phone, and there was a slightly blurry picture on it. Monk Huicong was pinned to the ground by several monks, and half of his body was exposed in the struggle.

But what really made Fatty Jiangcheng's eyes pause was that the faces of these monks in the photo were blurred, and only monk Huicong had a normal face.

"What does this mean?"

Fat people are stupid. Could it be that people with blurred faces are people, and people with normal faces are ghosts?

Monk Huicong...a ghost?

It is true that Monk Huicong's behavior is very weird, and he is out of tune with the whole temple. He is the only one in the whole temple who is stupid, and he is very thin, with his ribs sticking out one by one.

"I don't know if it's true, but he is at least a clue. We should be able to make a breakthrough from him." Jiang Cheng gave his own judgment.

…

In the west wing room, a candle kept flickering in the room.

If Fatty Jiangcheng was still there, he would have noticed that the seating in the room had changed, and only the heroic-looking woman was sitting in the middle.

"Uncle Murong, are you sure there is something wrong with those two people?" The woman looked at the kind-eyed old man standing beside him. This old man was also the "head of the family" who had talked with Jiang Cheng before.

The old man nodded, and then lowered his voice, "Miss, you have also seen how they were injured before, and they were left hanging with one breath, but it has only been a long time, and in just one night, two dying people To be able to personally come to the door to thank you, and I can see that the two of them are full of spirit."

"Not only that, but the person who calls himself Wang Fugui looks bloated, but his steps are extremely light. I'm not boasting. I have practiced martial arts for more than 20 years, and I have never seen such light kung fu. This person's skill... I am afraid it is unfathomable. "The middle-aged man who opened the door had a gloomy expression~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He was holding a short blade in his arms, and the sharp blade shone with a faint cold light under the candlelight.

The woman couldn't help rubbing her temples when she heard the words, "It seems that I made a mistake in this matter. I didn't expect to find two troubles."

"Mr. Song, what do you think?" The woman turned her head to look at the man dressed as a porter. The man was sitting on the chair by the table, and he was the only person in the room who had a seat besides the woman.

Hearing the woman's words, the porter slowly turned his head, "I'm not thinking about the identities of those two people, I think it's another matter, you...does anyone remember how we found those two people?"

"We lost our way. We strayed into the most dangerous miasma forest in Lingnan. We were all poisoned and passed out. Fortunately, the last gust of wind blew away the miasma, so we saved our lives." The middle-aged man holding a knife said I can't help but feel a little scared here, "But it's really hanging, we almost confessed everything in it."

Hearing that the porter's face became even more ugly, he nodded and said softly: "Yes, we should... all die inside."

(end of this chapter)