The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 777

Zhujiazhuang, inside the ancestral temple shrouded in Buddha light.

After simply placing the body of Mr. Zhu, Pei Wende and his third uncle stepped into the eerie and strange ancestral temple.

To Pei Wende's expectation, except for the huge hole in the ceiling, everything in the ancestral temple was a little quieter than he had imagined.

The bright moonlight shines on the ground through the holes in the ceiling, and the seven-color Buddha light even has a different kind of beauty.

"Now I know how you 'buried' Zhu Yiniang."

Quietly standing in a corner where the moonlight could not shine, Pei Wende held his breath and gave a helpless wry smile.

Because under the light of moonlight and Buddha light, a kind of off-white "powder" is floating in the air, dancing like it has its own spirituality.

And under the memorial tablet of the ancestral temple, a broken porcelain jar fell to the ground eye-catchingly.

With a simple observation, it is not difficult for outsiders to notice that the "powder" that is flying is coming out of the jar.

As for the explosion that blasted through the ceiling and attracted many evil spirits?
There is a high probability that it was also the result of the sudden shattering and bursting of the porcelain jar.

"You guys are really ruthless. You actually cremated and burned your granddaughter."

With just one glance, Wen Wende was sure that those off-white "powders" were human ashes.

Today's era is not the 21st century. Unless one is infected with a highly contagious disease, few people will choose to cremate the bones of their loved ones.

Because in the inherent concept of this era, even for mortal enemies, abandoning corpses in the wilderness is already the limit, and it is rare for them to be defeated.

"Based on your actions alone, it would be difficult for Zhu Yiniang to 'rest in peace'."

Facing Pei Wende's ridicule, the third uncle who knew he was wrong could only sigh.

"The widow's mother was already out of human form at that time, and if she wanted to bring her into the ancestral temple, she had to be cremated."

The third uncle is different from Mr. Zhu, he does not have a strong sense of honor for his identity and family reputation.

In the eyes of the third uncle, no matter how bad the widowed mother is, she is still the child he watched and grew up. He didn't want her to be unable to enter his family's ancestral grave after her death.

For this reason, the cremation of the inhuman widow, and then taking it into the ancestral temple to be saved quietly and resettled became the only insistence of the third uncle.

So after several quarrels to no avail, the stubborn Mr. Zhu finally chose to compromise.

"Inhuman form?"

Keenly grasping the key words in the third uncle's words, Pei Wende remembered the "fairy fate" mentioned by the other party earlier.

Pei Wende believes that the "inhuman form" mentioned by the third uncle is definitely not just a simple adjective.

But before Pei Wende continued to ask, those ashes dancing under the moonlight and Buddha light led to a sudden change in Mr.

tumultuous!
As if being ignited by a flame, a pitch-black light emanated from the ashes.

Under the shroud of these pitch-black rays of light, everything around seems to be distorted, and a world of mental images that seems real and illusory is gradually being formed.

As if corresponding to the underworld of this ancestral temple, within the coverage of these pitch-black rays of light, Pei Wende could feel a different dimension that had just taken shape.

And what Pei Wende never expected was that he actually felt an extremely familiar force in this yet-to-be-formed dimension of another dimension.

It is the blessing of this kind of power that can give Zhu Yiniang the ability to arrest ghosts and form a world of mind.

"I want to see who is behind the scenes!"

A sneer could not help appearing on the corner of his mouth, Pei Wende did not resist the effect of that force, but allowed it to pull him into another dimension of another dimension.

Just like the world in the painting of the mirage dragon, Pei Wende and the third uncle in the ancestral temple have lost the concept of "space" and entered another mental space that is very different from reality.

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tumultuous!
Almost at the same time, the barrier covering the entire ancestral temple dissipated, leaving only a group of stunned villagers outside at a loss.

"What happened inside?"

Aunt Zhu who spoke the latest broke the silence present.

Because an ominous premonition was rising in Aunt Zhu's heart, and it was getting worse.

Aunt Zhu has practiced swordsmanship for dozens of years, and has been traveling abroad for more than ten years. She has already raised her intuition to the height of spiritual perception.

Whenever something dangerous about herself is about to happen, the warning sign from Lingtai becomes a way of warning beyond her thinking and instinct.

In the blink of an eye, Aunt Zhu stretched out her hand to grab Zhao Yanwei and Zhu Run who were beside her, and lead them away from this place of right and wrong.

However, just as this idea came up, a ferocious roar suddenly came from under the ground.

"hold head high!"

A shock came from nowhere, causing the entire Zhujiazhuang to vibrate violently.

In the next second, the ground under everyone's feet quickly collapsed and cracked, revealing dense ravines and fissures like spider webs.

"careful!"

At this moment, Zhao Yanwei, who had a dull complexion, suddenly shouted with an aura that didn't suit him.

rumbling...

As if responding to Zhao Yanwei's shout, countless fierce aura gushed out from the ground and quickly possessed the nearby villagers.

"what!"

"It's so itchy..."

"what is this?"

"There's something growing on me..."

Looking in horror at the black energy possessing him, everyone in Zhujiazhuang began to howl uncontrollably.

Either on the waist, or under the armpits, or on the cheeks...

I saw pitch-black scales growing from everyone, making them look more like the incarnation of some kind of monster.

Not only that, but with the spread and growth of those black scales, the villagers' eyes quickly turned into red vertical pupils like beasts, full of cruelty and murder.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that the fierce aura was about to spread to Zhu Run and the three of them, the sword in Aunt Zhu's hand suddenly burst into light.

tumultuous!
On the eight sides of the sword body, runes and spells to subdue demons and exorcise demons automatically emerged, and the carefully carved hilt continuously emitted low-frequency vibrations...

"These are... the evil energy of the earth veins!"

With the protection of the sword bestowed by Pei Wende, Zhao Yanwei, who felt a little relieved, explained in a low voice.

However, the sisters of the Zhu family who were present could hear the fear and disbelief in Zhao Yanwei's words, which were emotions that the always dull Zhao Yanwei had never shown.

"There are countless primordial qi in the heaven and earth, but this earth vein evil qi is the most ferocious and terrifying kind."

——Monthly ticket/recommendation ticket——

(End of this chapter)