My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 372: The Three-Life Ghost Temple
Jiang Xinghuo walked to the table and looked at the pair of embroidered shoes carefully.

It is three inches long and shaped like a bamboo shoot. The red satin surface is as bright as blood, without any signs of fading, forming a sharp contrast with the tattered furnishings in the room.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the paper money in his hand, then looked at the red embroidered shoes on the table, wondering what the connection was between the two.

And where did the person behind the door go? Why did he suddenly disappear?

Could this also be a microcosm of the past time in the ancient town?
all of these,
It is unknown now.

Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath, put away the pair of embroidered shoes on the table, then turned and left the room.

But just as he walked out of the house, he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.

Look back.

An old man with a slender and skinny figure and corpse spots all over his body appeared in the room silently and sat down at the table facing him.

At the same time, the two wooden doors began to close slowly, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

"boom!"

Finally, the two wooden doors were completely closed.

Jiang Xinghuo stood there staring at the wooden door, with a divine light flickering in the pupil of his left eye, trying to spy on the old man's movements through the wooden door.

But the old man just sat there beside the table like a sculpture, motionless, numb, stiff, without a trace of emotion.

Although Jiang Xinghuo had many doubts in his mind, he did not break in again. Instead, he walked deeper into the village.

He found that the village was built on the mountain, and there was only one road in the entire village, extending from the entrance of the village to the dark and gloomy back mountain.

Jiang Xinghuo took out the paper money from his pocket. This was something the old man gave him, asking him to help find his lost grandson.

If we think according to normal human logic, the child is probably lost in the deep mountains and forests.

Of course, all this is based on normal theory.

As for the village now, it is gloomy, dead silent, dilapidated, desolate, and full of unknown dangers. No bad words can be used to describe it.

The only thing it has nothing to do with is the word "normal".

"Now that we are here, let's make the best of it. Let's go up and take a look first."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the deep mountains shrouded in darkness and the path extending into the mountains under his feet, and decided to go over and take a look.

However, before going up the mountain, Jiang Xinghuo walked to the outside of a collapsed house and picked up a piece of wood more than half a meter long.

Bang!
A ball of flame burned like a red lotus.

Jiang Xinghuo held a torch, and the warm light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the road under his feet.

In this dark and uninhabited place, the firelight was particularly dazzling. Although it could dispel the darkness around, it was also like a guiding light, telling the things in the deep mountains and forests that there were people here.

Jiang Xinghuo did this deliberately.

He didn't know what was hidden in the deep mountains in front of him. Maybe it was just an ordinary forest, or maybe it was lurking with a lot of evil monsters.

Instead of being on high alert against them, it is better to proactively reveal your position. Perhaps this will make them afraid and they won't dare to come out of the darkness.

Of course, it is also possible that Jiang Xinghuo is just worrying too much. In short, it is better to be prepared than to be unprepared.

What's more, the flame burning on this torch combines the characteristics of "Kitchen God Fire" and "Liao Kang Fire", and has a good effect in expelling evil spirits.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountain..."

Jiang Xinghuo, holding the Kitchen God's torch, walked into the mountains. The rugged path had long been covered with weeds, and there was almost no trace of the path, and even traces of houses were rarely seen.

There were only two thatched houses occasionally, but they had long since collapsed and were completely uninhabitable.

Moreover, Jiang Xinghuo noticed that there were many swaying shadows in the woods on both sides, which were distorted and stretched beyond recognition by the firelight.

But they were afraid of the torch in his hand and could only observe him secretly in the dark, not daring to get close at all.

Jiang Xinghuo did not dare to take it lightly. This was a relic of civilization from the old world. Who knows what tricks those things might have.

Walked for about half an hour or so.

Jiang Xinghuo came to the end of the path, which was the top of the mountain, but found nothing.

Jiang Xinghuo took out the paper money from his pocket, wanting to see if it could be of any use, but in the end, he was still confused and didn't know where to start.

Just as Jiang Xinghuo was wondering what to do, a burst of children's laughter suddenly came from the depths of the woods, sounding particularly harsh in the silent environment.

"Someone?"

Jiang Xinghuo's heart moved, and he looked up into the depths of the woods. However, due to the dim light and the suppression of the secular power, he could not see clearly what was behind the woods.

All I could hear was the sound of children laughing.

"You are playing tricks, get out of here!"

Jiang Xinghuo threw the torch in his hand directly, and the flames illuminated the dark forest.

A little girl wearing a red wedding dress and a veil suddenly appeared in Jiang Xinghuo's eyes.

At the same time, Jiang Xinghuo also used his magical skills to move forward in an instant.

At the same time, the meridian acupoints on both hands sparkled, and a pale big hand stretched out from the acupoints and suddenly grabbed the little girl in the wedding dress.

Since the power of the secular world will be suppressed here, the Black and White Impermanence are creatures developed by this civilization, so I think they will not be affected that much.

Bang!
There was a loud bang.

Bai Wuchang's big hand grabbed nothing and only broke a few large trees. The little girl had disappeared long ago, but the laughter continued.

Jiang Xinghuo narrowed his eyes, tiptoed, and the torch that fell to the ground flew again in the direction where the sound came from.

This time, Jiang Xinghuo didn't wait for the torch to illuminate his figure before he ran after him, but he still came up empty-handed.

The little girl disappeared again!
Jiang Xinghuo also reacted at this time. It seemed that the other party did this on purpose in order to lure him to a certain place.

Simply, he stopped attacking and followed the little girl, holding the Kitchen God's torch in his hand, to a large open space.

There was no shelter on all sides of the open space. Jiang Xinghuo watched the little girl run onto the open space and then disappear in an instant.

"Ok?"

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly. The person was so close to him, how could he suddenly disappear?
I haven't even noticed it at all?

Jiang Xinghuo fell into deep thought.

He took out the paper money from his pocket again and lit it with the torch in his hand to see if anything would change.

Unexpectedly, the Kitchen God's fire was unable to ignite the paper money at all. No matter how the flame burned it, the paper money showed no signs of burning.

"Weird."

Jiang Xinghuo moved the torch away, and the paper money was not damaged at all, even the surface temperature did not change.

At this moment, the sound of bells rang again in Jiang Xinghuo's ears, and the loud sound seemed to cover the sky and the earth.

"The time reversal has started again?"

Jiang Xinghuo remembered what the old man in the ancestral hall had said. Every time time flowed backwards, a bell would suddenly ring in the ancient town.

The next moment, Jiang Xinghuo felt the space in front of him distorted, as if he was on the shore of a vast lake.

An old and dilapidated temple slowly emerged from nothing and stood again on the open space.

This temple looks very dilapidated and full of traces of the vicissitudes of time. There is an iron plaque hanging above the temple gate with four large characters inscribed on it: Three Generations Ghost Temple.

"Three Ghost Temples?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the iron plaque above the temple gate and felt as if he had seen this name somewhere.

But where is it?
Jiang Xinghuo tapped his brows, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his mind and he remembered!

It is in the martial master dojo of Longmen!! (Chapter 280)
At the beginning, I went to Longmen to explore the Wuzhu Dojo, and found several ancient worldly rumors on a mural in the dojo.

In addition to the Three Ghost Temples, there seems to be the Art of Immortality, the Heaven-reaching Yin Meridian, the Sea of ​​No Life, etc...

But since there were no other clues, he didn't take it to heart.

I never thought that I would encounter the "Three Lives Ghost Temple" here.

So from this we can see that the places related to the other rumors may also be within the remains of civilization of the old world?

Isn't the Wuzhu Dojo also a building transformed from the relics of the old secular world?

This time they all matched up.

Also, that little girl suddenly disappeared, did she also run into this Three Lives Ghost Temple?

Thoughts kept flashing through my mind.

At last.

Jiang Xinghuo decided to go in first.

Regardless of whether the little girl entered the temple or not, since we have come here, we can't just go back empty-handed and leave without even going in.

After making up your mind.

Jiang Xinghuo glanced at the torch in his hand, and the golden-red fire lotus bloomed again, completely engulfing the surrounding darkness.

Then he stepped into this strange temple.

But surprisingly, the temple was extremely clean, without a trace of dust or any signs of dilapidation.

Under your feet are bluestone slabs one meter square, paved neatly, forming an ancient bluestone road.

There are many bronze incense burners on both sides of the ancient road, extending along the ancient road to the first temple.

Jiang Xinghuo counted them and found that there were exactly twenty-four incense burners, with twelve placed opposite each other on each side.

Moreover, there is a stone statue behind each incense burner, and each one looks different in shape.

The only thing they had in common was that they were wrapped in chains and fixed to the lid of the incense burner, as if they were all imprisoned here.

This reminded Jiang Xinghuo of the intricate roads in Taiping Ancient Town.

Could it be that Taiping Ancient Town was built to trap these stone statues?

Jiang Xinghuo walked along the bluestone road under his feet, and when he reached the temple at the end of the ancient road, he suddenly stopped.

Because Jiang Xinghuo saw a familiar stone statue, blind, with broken arms and feet, sitting cross-legged on a stone lotus pedestal.

"Demon Bodhisattva..."

This discovery surprised Jiang Xinghuo a little. He didn't expect that the stone statue of the Demon Bodhisattva was also here. Could it be that this stone statue was the imprisoned Demon Bodhisattva?
Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while and did not smash the stone statues. He just took a few glances and came to the front of the temple.

The door of the temple was half open, and through the gap on the edge of the door, you could see a faint light inside the temple.

Jiang Xinghuo's hand paused for a moment when he wanted to push the door, but after thinking for a while, he pushed both doors open with force.

"Crench!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door hinge turning, Jiang Xinghuo walked into the temple.

This temple is not very big. It looks empty and silent. There is only a high platform in the middle. In front of the platform there is a small incense burner with incense sticks. On the platform stands a strange stone statue of a god.

Judging from his proportions, his height is about the same as his, and his body shape is not much different, but he has three heads and six arms, each holding a different magical weapon.

What was even more bizarre was that inside the small incense burner in front of the stage, there was a dark yellow incense stick as thick as a little finger. The incense head was flickering and it looked like it was about to burn out.

Jiang Xinghuo was puzzled. This temple had been abandoned for many years, and who lit this incense?

Moreover, it looked like it had been burning for many years, and it was not like ordinary incense sticks that would burn out in less than half an hour.

Jiang Xinghuo walked to the back door again and found that the door leading to the back hall was locked, as if something was blocking it from the outside. Even with his current strength, he couldn't push it open at all.

I had to peek through the crack in the door, but unfortunately the light was too dim and I couldn't see clearly what was going on.

Jiang Xinghuo stood up helplessly and was about to continue walking around the temple when he suddenly found a thin figure in the corner.

It was the little girl from before.

She was wearing a faded red embroidered dress, had a young and pretty face, and a red veil thrown aside. Her feet were naked and exposed.

Jiang Xinghuo tried to go forward and wake her up, but the little girl seemed to be fast asleep. No matter how Jiang Xinghuo shouted, she remained indifferent and did not respond at all.

At this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly remembered the pair of embroidered shoes. He took them out of his magic bag and measured them. They were just the right size for the little girl's feet.

And it matches her clothes perfectly.

So Jiang Xinghuo gently placed the red embroidered shoes in his hand on the girl's feet.

next moment.

The little girl's eyes suddenly opened without any warning, and she stared at Jiang Xinghuo with a very cold expression.

Jiang Xinghuo was also startled. He didn't expect the little girl to wake up so quickly. She woke up immediately after she put on the embroidered shoes.

What frightened him even more was yet to come.

The little girl stared at Jiang Xinghuo for a long time, and then slowly uttered two words.

"Master!"

"You...what did you call me?"

Hearing the other party's address, Jiang Xinghuo was stunned. After coming to his senses, he quickly shook his head:

"Girl, this is the first time we meet, please don't talk nonsense, I am not your husband."

This little girl looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old, although you can tell she is a beauty.

But Jiang was not so cruel as to not even let go of a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

What's more, this was the first time they met.

After hearing Jiang Xinghuo's words, the little girl's eyes dimmed and she nodded timidly:
"You're right... You're not my husband, it's me... I was mistaken..."

Seeing the little girl looking like she had suffered a great injustice, Jiang Xinghuo sucked his teeth, feeling as if he had fallen into some kind of pit.

(End of this chapter)