Nightmare Attack

"This matter is important, Master, let me prepare."

Even though he said that, Jiang Cheng backed away slowly, and when he returned to Ye Qiutang's side, he took her hand and squeezed Ye Qiutang's hand holding the candle.

Ye Qiutang understood instantly, stepped back quietly, hid behind Fatty Jiangcheng, took out the fire pocket, and planned to light the candle.

Almost at the same time, dense footsteps came from outside the Sutra Pavilion, and there was still a faint flame shaking, and the monks holding torches were rushing here.

"Benefactor, don't move!" There was a hint of urging in the abbot's voice, "Those vain and delusional thoughts have already noticed you, benefactor Jiang, hurry up! It's too late!"

Seeing this, how could Jiangcheng still not understand that there is something wrong with the so-called abbot, and this Sutra Pavilion is a trap at all!

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that every time they planned to light the candles, the monks outside would come here.

It was clear that someone was tipping them off, no, no, it was the remote command! This abbot is in the same group as those evil monks outside!

There is only one good person, Huicong, in the whole precept temple!

As for the prostration and chanting that the abbot asked Jiangcheng to do, Jiangcheng had heard similar stories. In the remote mountain villages in the northeast, there was a saying that Huang Pizi begged for a seal. Dress up like a corpse, and even take off the clothes of the dead and wear them on your own.

Slowly learn to speak human language, imitate people to stand up straight, walk with only two hind legs, and even after a certain level of practice, they will hide on the side of a remote road in the dead of night and wait for people to appear, and then ask people abruptly what it looks like .

If someone is bewitched by his mind, bows to it three times and nine times, saying that it looks like a human being, then this yellow-skinned child will greatly improve his cultivation and obtain a human body.

But if you are determined and say that it is a yellow leather child, or even beat it with the sole of your shoe, then the yellow leather child will lose all his skills, and even if he runs away, he will not live for a few days.

After figuring this out, Jiangcheng had an idea in his mind. At this time, the footsteps outside were getting closer, and the abbot's urging voice became more urgent, "Benefactor, why are you still hesitating! Hurry up!"

Jiang Cheng pushed the fat man away, knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed in the direction of the abbot's voice. Jiang Cheng knocked his head firmly on the ground with a "bang".

"Amitabha, you are so good!" The abbot's voice was full of joy.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng got up and shouted, "Naughty animal! Die to me!"

"Ah! Donor, you are..."

"boom!"

"You beast, die for me!"

"boom!"

"You beast, die for me!"

Accompanied by Jiang Cheng's loud shout and the abbot's ear-piercing scream, the fat man and Ye Qiutang had to cover their ears. Even so, Ye Qiutang seemed to have been greatly stimulated, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body The person twisted and knelt on the ground because of the pain.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps outside and the swaying flames also dissipated, and they left as if fleeing.

A moment later, just as Jiangcheng was dragging Ye Qiutang and was about to leave here with Fatty, a righteous voice sounded behind him.

"Immeasurable... Celestial Venerable!"

As soon as this voice came out, the turbid air in the hidden gold pavilion was dissipated like a wind and clouds, and this change also made Jiang Cheng stop.

"Huh—" Someone let out a long breath in the darkness, and a slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded later, "Everyone, please stay behind, poor Dao Ling Xiaozi, thank you Jiang Xiaoyou for your help."

"Ling... Ling Xiaozi?" The fat man turned around and stared at the darkness in front of him, he was a little puzzled for a while, why did another Taoist priest appear just after dealing with the abbot.

"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng instinctively became vigilant.

"Jiang Xiaoyou don't panic, Ling Xiaozi, the master of the Qingfeng Temple in the Pindao Road, once again thank you Jiang Xiaoyou for your help."

This time, Jiang Cheng didn't bother to play charades with him, so he just grabbed the candle and fire booklet from Ye Qiutang's hand, and was about to light it, because he wanted to see what the **** this place was up to.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, wait a minute!" The Taoist who called himself Ling Xiaozi interrupted.

"What? You want to lie to us too?"

Anyway, his face was already torn apart. Instead of stopping, the movements of Jiang Cheng's hands were even faster. He was still worried about the situation outside. After all, the abbot was a fake, so there was a high probability that Huiqing's betrayal was fake. Song Tianming and others The situation can be imagined.

"Little friend misunderstood. Pindao didn't have any malicious intentions. I just wanted to remind my friend that everything is true at night and only false during the day. Now that Pindao looks miserable, I'm worried that I'll scare you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the candle in Jiang Cheng's hand lit up, and as the fire light dispelled the darkness little by little, the scene in front of him made Ye Qiutang feel as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.

I saw a large wooden bed ten meters away in front of me, and on the side of the wooden bed lay an extremely fat monk. The monk's face was covered with rotten sores, his facial features were blurred, his eyes were squeezed into a slit, and his whole body was covered with flesh. Falling down, piled there like a mountain of rotting meat.

There are more than a dozen swords pierced all over the monk's body, and there are countless Taoist talismans attached to the meat.

This is not the scariest thing yet, half of his body protrudes obliquely from the rotten flesh that hangs down from the monk's belly. The exposed upper body of this person is wearing a yellow cassock, with a purple gold crown on his head, and he is holding magic formulas with his hands. It's not difficult to see the blood stains, and it's not difficult to see that it looks like a fairy.

"Everyone, don't be afraid. Not long ago, little friend Jiang broke this evil spirit's dharma body. For the time being... for the time being, it won't wake up." Ling Xiaozi said in relief.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng and the others noticed that behind Monk Roshan and the devoured Ling Xiaozi was a huge statue of Yuanshi Tianzun.

The three people in Jiangcheng couldn't understand it. Seeing what kind of temple's Buddhist scriptures pavilion was arranged here, it was clearly a Taoist temple!

"Everyone is right~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ This is not a precept temple at all, this is the Qingfeng temple of the poor. What you have seen before are all illusions created by this evil spirit! You have all been deceived by it !"

Through Ling Xiaozi's next narration, the three people in Jiangcheng probably understood the ins and outs of the matter. It turned out that Ling Xiaozi, who was in Qingfeng Temple not long ago, received a call for help from Buddhism, saying that his old acquaintance, Master Fuji, was caught by evil thoughts during the retreat. There is already a sign of becoming a demon.

It wasn't until Master Fuji who was unconscious was sent to Qingfeng Temple that Ling Xiaozi realized that the matter was no small matter, so he immediately summoned his staff, burned incense and selected an auspicious day to hold the Demon Sealing Ceremony in the Sanqing Hall.

But no one expected that this evil spirit had become a phenomenon, and it suddenly exploded on the way to seal the demon. Not only did it **** Master Fuji's body, but it even used evil methods to devour all the people present.

There were 8 eminent Buddhist monks of the Fu family and 26 people of the Taoist sect present. Except for a direct disciple of Ling Xiaozi who escaped by luck because he had a picture of suppressing demons stabbed on his back, the rest died in the Sanqing Hall.

(end of this chapter)