I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 726 Monk (seeking subscription monthly pass)

This is a turquoise gourd, no different from ordinary gourds.

Although it hung there so brightly, it wasn't that conspicuous in the first place.

Even Fa Hai hadn't discovered its existence before.

It is precisely because it is so ordinary that no one would have thought that such an ordinary wild gourd is a monster hiding in the dark.

Jiang Zhou learned the lesson of the incarnation, and he didn't rush into the ruined temple when he came here.

Using the Black Mountain method to search the surrounding area for tens of miles, although the gourd was found, nothing unusual was found.

It wasn't until he used the ashes in the censer in front of the small temple to perform the art of harvesting the moon, and traced back to the source, that he discovered a clue.

Perhaps knowing that she was exposed, Xiaomiao intends to start attacking Fa Hai and others.

I just don’t know if I know I can’t help Fahai, or because of some reason, I suddenly gave up this thing.

In fact, Jiang Zhou hadn't even had time to do it yet.

"what?!"

But what Fahai said surprised everyone and looked at the gourd.

But no matter what, they couldn't believe that such a scary and weird little temple, which trapped them for so long and caused them to experience such a nightmare, was actually made by such a small gourd?

"Hurrah!"

"It's you, a monster, who caused us such misery! You also killed Brother Fangyuan and the others!"

"I want your life!"

While the others were still in doubt, the girl Zhuoying from Shenshui Nunnery was already furious, picked up the short sword she carried with her, and slashed at the gourd angrily.

"Junior Sister Zhuo!"

Zhan Ziqian, Fang Zheng and the others were shocked.

Judging from their experience, since entering here, so many people have been on the road without a sound. If they hadn't met Monk Fahai on the way, none of them would have survived.

With the existence of such means, how can they deal with it?
If you act rashly, you will only anger the other party, and you will suffer another disaster.

It's just that although Zhuoying is young, her martial arts attainments are not bad, and her swordsmanship is as fast as lightning, and when she makes a sudden move, they are too late to stop her.

Although Jiang Zhou and the incarnation Fa Hai could easily stop them, they did not move.

Let her chop down with a sword.

"when!"

"Ding!"

When the sword struck the green gourd, there was a sound of gold and iron.

On the other hand, Zhuo Ying was shaken backwards and forwards, and the long sword in her hand flew out of her hand, and was nailed into the rock beside her, sinking deep into the hilt.

"Junior Sister Zhuo! Are you okay!"

Several people rushed forward to support her.

Many people were not frightened, but were stimulated by this scene. Thinking of what they and others experienced in the temple, and how many fellow disciples were harmed so miserably by those evil Buddha statues, they were immediately overwhelmed by reason.

This is almost a backlash of extreme fear.

Regardless of the consequences, several people each raised their own weapons and slashed at the gourd.

"Don't cut it, don't cut it!"

But this time it failed to hit.

Before the swords fell down, the gourd suddenly made a human voice, shook a few times on the vine, fell off and rolled to the ground.

A few people cut nothing.

The gourd rolled a few times on the ground and split from it.

A palm-sized egg rolled out of it.

The egg shook on the ground, and cracks gradually appeared on the eggshell.

Until the eggshell shattered, a person jumped out from inside.

As soon as this person appeared, he rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye he became the size of an ordinary person.

Everyone suddenly felt a stench coming out of their nostrils, and they couldn't help covering their noses and wanting to vomit.

The person who came out of the gourd was a young monk wearing a gray cloth monk's robe.

This monk looked like he was only in his teens, and he looked handsome, but he looked younger than Fangzheng and Zhuoying.

It's just that there is a pungent stench on his body, which can't go away, making people avoid it.

Someone carefully discovered that a large piece of the little monk's back had rotted.

The monk's robe and flesh and blood melted and mixed together, mixed with red and black, without distinguishing each other, making a mess.

The stench seemed to emanate from this rotting back.

As soon as the little monk stood firmly, he bowed to Shi Chao's surroundings again and again: "Don't cut it down, all benefactors!"

With such a series of changes, Kanhe and everyone were stunned, and didn't know how to react for a while.

Jiang Zhou and the incarnation looked at each other, and then Fahai stepped forward and said, "Amitabha, where are you evildoer? How dare you harm people and do evil here."

Hearing this, the little monk shook his head and waved his hands: "No!"

"This sorcerer is clear, the little monk has not harmed anyone! Never!"

The little girl Zhuoying has come back to her senses, after what happened just now, she is still not afraid, and when she heard the words, she angrily said: "We have seen and experienced with our own eyes, you dare to argue!"

She pointed back: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan and the others have been harmed so badly by you! You don't even have a whole body after death, how dare you say you didn't harm anyone!"

Although in the small temple, everyone was protected by Fa Hai.

But the dozen or so people who kowtowed in front of the censer before, all started to self-mutilate strangely like Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan twisted her hands and even her neck into twists.

Others also self-mutilate more or less, or broke their own arms, or mutilated their hands and feet, or even pulled out their own internal organs. It seems that they have to dedicate their own flesh and blood to the "Buddha" in order to express themselves General piety.

"No harm, no harm!"

Facing the tragic situation in front of the incense burner, the little monk still kept his head in denial.

Zhan Ziqian and the others were furious.

Such cruelty to their companions is utterly irreconcilable, the facts are right in front of them, and they still deny it?

It's like taking them for fools!

"All right."

Fahai pressed down and waited for the crowd to explode.

He didn't want to help the little monk, but he was afraid that Zhan Ziqian and others would be impulsive and hurt himself.

This little monk is really a bit weird, and his methods are hard to guard against.

Even if the main body and the avatar are together, and you are not afraid of this monk, you may not be able to keep Zhan Ziqian and others.

Moreover, the little monk's denial made Jiang Zhou feel strange, and after careful inspection, he also saw some clues.

Fa Hai said seriously to the young monk: "Your previous actions are indeed demon ways. If you don't explain clearly, I'm afraid the poor monk will have no choice but to subdue the demon."

The little monk hurriedly said: "Great Master, so that the Great Master will know that the little monk has never harmed anyone."

As he spoke, he waved his hand towards the small temple, and everyone saw that many Buddha statues in the humorous small temple suddenly glowed with golden light.

The golden light flickered away, and the dozen or so people who had died of self-mutilation who fell down in front of the incense burner all got up at this moment, and their self-mutilation bodies recovered as before.

The circle has been twisted a few times, and the head with the face turned backwards is also turned back a little bit, which makes people feel amazed and horrified at the same time.

At this time, the little monk said: "Great Master, these donors are just affected by the little monk's fear of gods. All these things are all what they think in their hearts. They seem to be true but not true, and seem false but not false."

(End of this chapter)