Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 139 The Buddha
"Are those two going to stay at my house?" The man scratched his head, "It's very late now...?"

The man yawned sleepily. He was still a little sleepy because he was called up in the middle of his sleep.

Without raising her head, Xia Chengyin studied the materials she had brought and handwritten, and said at the same time: "The five people who went before you are already dead. I suspect it has something to do with Fuzhao Temple. I suggest you pack it up tonight." Change things and live in another place."

Xia Chengyin gave his suggestions and opinions, and asked people to move to the bureau. At least there are many colleagues, and there is a greater chance of being rescued in an accident.

The man thought for a while and thought it made sense, so he stood up: "I'll go back to the room to tidy up...can you please send me there?"

Xia Chengyin made an OK gesture, and he could still have a guarantee of force when he gave it away, even buy one get one free, and he brought a trail leader.

Gao Tianyi was listening, showing an indescribable expression to the man.

Gao Tianyi: Is there another car skill victim coming?
The man who knew nothing about what he was about to experience went back to his bedroom, while Xia Chengyin and Gao Tianyi who stayed in the living room summarized the information they had just collected.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with Fuzhao Temple..." The high school student stroked his chin, "I said, offering incense is worse than coming to our Qianhe Temple—"

Halfway through Gao Tianyi's words, there was a muffled sound from the direction of the bedroom.

The two people in the living room looked at each other, and rushed to the bedroom without hesitation.

The bedroom door was ajar and was pushed open.

"This is..." Gao Tianyi's breath stopped, and it was difficult to describe the scene he saw.

The man who was still talking to them just now was lying on his back on the edge of the bed, with half of his body leaning against the edge of the bed, and half of his body sagging on the ground.

The man's face turned gray, his eyes turned white, and different symptoms appeared on the left and right sides of the man.

The right hand holding the mobile phone kept twitching, as if it had been electrocuted or absorbed its vitality. Electronic products rattled, and the palm closest to it was already shriveled.

The left hand on the other side is wrapped with a red rope. The red rope is glowing red at this time, tightened and inserted into the man's wrist. The bone can be seen deep, continuously sucking human blood.

That's right... There was obviously some contention between the two parties, which caused the man's complexion to turn gray and pale.

Gao Tianyi: "Is this internal strife?"

Xia Chengyin: "Don't look at it and save people quickly."

Xia Chengyin turned off the detection instrument that he carried with him, whose value had soared since the very beginning, and took out the gun at his waist.

After thinking about it, he put the gun back and raised his fist.

"Quick battle and quick decision, send people away and go to Mount Kangtai."

Xia Chengyin looked at the time, he felt that he should arrive after dawn in time.

……

All the tourists are staring at the center of the hall.

This is something that Baisu is more fortunate for, if other human beings keep their heads down, he has to use other methods to observe.

For example, there are eyes on the top of the head.

It's not impossible, it's just a bit eye-catching, and it's not good to be noticed by humans.

The scriptures echoing in the ears are like magic sounds, and the syllables that do not belong to human language erode the sanity of others little by little. The monks who recite are also confused, but they are much better than tourists. It is estimated that they have been in the temple for a long time reasons in the environment.

Baisu watched as the abbot led the two monks behind him to the table in front of the statue, and placed the stick covered with yellow cloth there. Then he put his palms together, and the other two monks retreated to the sides.

Then, the abbot opened his mouth: "Hum, all Tuomali, Na Mingcha Ratuo..."

Baisu:?What the hell?
The black-haired young man's mind was blank for a moment, and then he heard the abbot repeat the long list of names several times.

"Great Hum Thomali na Mancha Radha...Honorable Hum Thymolina Na Mancha Radha..."

Ah, no, is there really such an awkward name?Or is it a transliteration or something.

The abbot recited the awkward words over and over again, and even the other humans around him began to recite them.

Baisu: ...I don't really miss her.

But it's not good to be out of the group at the moment, Baisu opened his mouth to make mouth shapes, but actually didn't utter any syllables.

The abbot who is not far away has finished the part of praising, and introduced the origin of the Buddha with a long name that they mainly enshrine in Fuzhao Temple.

Maybe it was just for himself. In theory, no one was awake except Baisu and the three monks.

Bai Li looked to the left, the head of the curly-haired young man was looking straight ahead, the expression on his face was dull and silly, no longer the usual radiance.

Wei Wenxue is similar, as are other humans.

Baisu's eyes were empty, imitating human beings by three points.

Three points is enough, the three monks seem to be very confident in the deceptive effect of the scriptures they are still reciting, and did not check one by one whether all the humans in the temple have lost their minds.

The abbot, who was in high spirits, finished his introductory speech. This Hung Zhu—anyway, the origin of this Buddha is similar to that introduced by the villagers in the mountains, and it is also very different.

The reason why Mount Kangtai became a mountain that eats people was caused by this Buddha, and one day it suddenly realized that it could draw faith from humans.

Since then, the instigator of the evil has become the kind Buddha who "saves people".

The villagers in the mountains who had little contact with the outside world were also very easy to deceive. They trusted the foreign "monks" and helped them build temples, and every family began to worship the Buddha.

What will happen next... The greed of evil thoughts is endless, publicizing the efficacy of Fuzhao Temple on the Internet is the first step, attracting more human beings, and then laying the groundwork for the ceremony held today.

Yes, the ritual, the publicized blessing ceremony is just an introduction.

"Abbot... Did you talk too much?" one of the monks who was still awake asked, "The time for the ceremony is coming soon."

"If you don't make it clear, how will Hum Zhudamali and Mingcha Radha know about our efforts." The abbot showed a little fanaticism in his eyes, "It won't waste time."

The abbot took off the cassock over his shoulders, stretched his hands forward, and pulled off the cloth covering the statue.

The yellow cloth fluttered down, and brought the cloth of the long, flat thing to the ground—it was a staff, a staff made of human white bones.

Baisu seemed to know where the final destination of those devout believers was.

The abbot's fanatical temperament reached its peak, his hands trembling slightly, he picked up the bone staff, and raised it above his head.

"I finally did it." The abbot counted down which believers the various parts of the staff came from, "I finally completed your task."

Then, with the help of two other monks, the abbot put the bone stick into the left palm of the statue, and the weight sank. Only the statue's hand clicked, something was triggered.

Red light burst out from the hole in the statue's mask, and within a few seconds, the red light suddenly melted, turning into a viscous liquid that flowed out from various parts of the statue, and flowed into the lotus seat under the statue.

In a short while, the sticky red color will come out.

The abbot stood there without dodging, letting the liquid roll over his ankles.

"Light up the lights!" shouted the old voice.

Baisu didn't know what to do, but the humans around him all moved.

The human beings outside the hall had been unconscious for a long time, but the humans inside the hall raised their hands at the same moment, like robots whose actions had been programmed, they all raised their hands.

Then Baisu was half a beat behind, and also raised his hand.

The human palm fell and slid to the edge of the sharp copper candlestick, cutting a hole, and blood dripped from the wound, hitting the wick.

The purple-red candle light blazed from the thread made of unknown origin, and at the same time, the human beings fell to the ground.

Baisu: Ah this.

The black-haired young man looked at this scene in bewilderment, and then reached out his hand, cutting the wound and dripping blood.

Dreams come as promised.

(End of this chapter)