Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 182 This Damn Curiosity (Request for Subscription)
Brother Murong's face was already white enough after Duan Yunmei's whitening, and after this fright, it became even whiter.

Duan Yun knew that he had always been quite courageous, and the fact that he was scared like this might mean there really was a ghost.

"Are you sure?" Duan Yun asked.

A gust of wind blew, and the fire that had just been lit in the house swayed from side to side, as if ghosts were really about to appear in the entire gloomy and dilapidated temple.

The Murong brothers thought that next to them was the feared old demon Duan, and they were also the respected hero Murong, so there was no reason for them to be too afraid.

So he calmed himself down, and swam over in backstroke with his whole body close to the ground.

If Duan Yun hadn't known that he had this skill of swimming on land, he would probably have mistaken him for a ghost on the spot.

The Murong brothers swam back to the place where they had just lay down and looked up nervously.

Duan Yun noticed that the location was exactly between the branches and the roof.

I saw that the branch that pierced the roof was not only as thick as a python, but also had some green vines hanging on it, which looked really eerie.

The Murong brothers suddenly stopped moving, as if the ghost they had just seen had disappeared.

That’s right, there’s no such thing as a ghost waiting for people.

As a result, the next moment, the Murong brothers almost jumped up.

Duan Yun's body flashed, and with a slide, he quickly came to the side of the Murong brothers and looked up.

A pale face suddenly came into view.

The facial features of this face are so blurred that it is hard to even call it a human.

In this dim environment, between the branches, it seems like something is watching you insidiously, which is very scary.

The next moment, the face shrank and retracted.

Even though Duan Yun was full of chivalry, he still got goosebumps.

In a thunderstorm in a desolate mountain temple, the face disappeared in an instant, but the horror it caused continued to increase.

Suddenly, that face reappeared, and it even felt like his entire body was drilling down, like a snake, about to pounce on Brother Murong.

The Murong brothers were so frightened that their scalps went numb. With a buzzing sound, the Jade Moon Sword was unsheathed!
The spinning blade light was like a silk thread, instantly chopping off the roof and the branch.

Amidst the flying wood chips and tiles, the "person" suddenly fell down.

No, more than one fell.

More than one ghost!

The knife wind was still spinning, and these "people" followed suit, surrounding the two of them, just like the ghosts in the rumors.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers were both in a state of shock.

Yes, neither the old veteran Murong brother nor the rookie Duan Yun has ever seen a real ghost!
This is the first time I've encountered this, I'd be surprised if I wasn't afraid.

Seeing these blurry-faced ghosts floating closer, Duan Yu and the Murong brothers instinctively chose to attack.

"Sixteen roads, amazing!"

Almost at the same time, the image of a girl with twin ponytails wearing a blue and white cheongsam appeared behind Duan Yun.

Sixteen strange punches were blasted out together with the Dharma image. The wind from the punches was whistling, and the air around them began to flow like water.

Rumble, like thunder, the walls and windows were shattered.

As for the Murong brothers, their emerald green hair was flying in the wind, and their blades were humming, also in a pale green color.

Just as he was about to strike with the green sword, Duan Yun suddenly said, "Wait!"

"Ok?"

After he threw this punch and had a female boxer with twin ponytails protecting him, Duan Yun suddenly calmed down a lot.

These ghosts were blown away by his punch, and one was torn to pieces.

But from beginning to end, they didn't even make a sound, let alone fight back, as if they were dead objects.

If ghosts didn't harm people, they wouldn't be so scary.

If she were prettier, you would think even more.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many scholars who would make up so many stories about love between humans and ghosts.

A moment later, Duan Yun picked up a "ghost" with a knife.

In the flickering firelight, the two men could finally see the appearance of the "ghost".

This "ghost" is not beautiful. You can see that it has a bald head without any hair.

The firelight shone on it, and its entire body and face became much more transparent.

Brother Murong bravely picked up the "ghost", but it felt as light as a feather. He couldn't help but ask, "Human skin?"

Yes, from here, this thing really looks like a human skin.

The head just now suddenly appeared and disappeared, probably because it was blown by the wind.

At this time, when the wind blows, its whole body floats up, and its eyes, which seem to be left with only a layer of black film, seem to be looking at you with ill intentions.

Duan Yun felt that this thing was weird.

Later, when he fished out the remaining skins, something even more bizarre happened.

Except for the skin that was shattered by the punch, the remaining four pieces of human skin looked like they were carved from the same mold.

"It can't be that they are quadruplets and all of them were skinned alive?" the Murong brothers complained.

Duan Yun saw this and murmured, "Why do I feel a bit like a snake shedding its skin?"

Brother Murong looked at it carefully for a while and said, "Don't tell me, this thing..."

Yes, the skin color of these skins does not look obvious, and it is not quite correct to say that they are human skins. They really do look a bit like snake skins.

If this was the skin shed by a single person, that would explain why they looked so similar.

But how can humans shed their skin like snakes?
Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever heard of this kind of molting technique in the martial arts world?"

Brother Murong shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it. Could it be some kind of disease?"

"skin disease?"

Even the Murong brothers, who are old hands, couldn't remember any rumors about people shedding their skin.

If it is a disease, then it is a terrible disease.

At this time, the rain gradually subsided, and the skins on the ground looked even more evil.

Duan Yun poked with his knife and several pieces of human skin were set on fire, making crackling sounds.

Brother Murong couldn't help but move away from the fire because he had the illusion that the skin would scream and crawl out of the fire.

Looking at the environment of this temple, I don’t know how long it has been abandoned. I don’t know how long these skins have been here, but they still look very new.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers felt uncomfortable when they saw that these skins had been here for many years, exposed to wind and sun, but were still so clean, without even much mud or dust on them.

After Duan Yun and the Murong brothers destroyed the entire side hall, only a small area was left to shelter from the rain.

It's impossible to continue traveling in this horrible weather today.

These strange skins gave them some excitement during their leisurely and boring time hiding from the rain.

Duan Yun glanced at the Murong brothers and said, "This dilapidated temple is quite interesting. Do you want to go and take a look?"

If ordinary people saw a few such strange human skins in this deserted mountain and dilapidated temple, they would probably have been scared away.

In other words, when the human skin poked its head out for the first time, it was scared to death and ran away.

But brothers Duan Yun and Murong are not ordinary people.

Especially Duan Yun, although he also felt afraid instinctively, he preferred excitement.

The more bizarre and strange the matter was, the more excited he seemed, as if he was playing an exciting adventure game. The Murong brothers were actually a little hesitant. In fact, whether it was sleeping in a deserted temple on a rainy night or exploring the secrets of this strange deserted temple, it was a taboo in the martial arts world.

Duan Yun said, "If there really is some evil here that is harming people, as a young hero, I will deal with it. Forget it, you should rest more."

At this time, Brother Murong stood up suddenly, his green hair flying, and said with a chivalrous look on his face: "Who are you looking down on? It's as if I, Young Master Murong, am inferior to you, Young Master Duan."

As he spoke, he was one step faster than Duan Yun and walked deeper into the temple.

The temple does not look large, but it appears quite deep and secluded.

Behind the temple is a stone staircase built against the mountain.

On both sides of the stone steps are towering towers.

Most of the stone steps had already been covered by weeds, not to mention the stone towers, which looked like dilapidated elongated figures under the cover of weeds.

On this rainy day, everything seems eerie and strange.

The Murong brothers held the emerald green knives in their hands and walked up step by step.

It can be seen that he is on guard.

Those skins had been burned by them.

They look evil, but from beginning to end, apart from looking evil, they don't show any other harm. But this doesn't make people let down their guard.

If these skins were really shed from a monk as Duan Yun speculated, then where is the monk now?

The thought of a monk shedding his skin like a snake in the gaps between roofs and tree branches is undoubtedly a terrifying scene.

Could the dilapidated state of this temple also be related to this evil shedding of skin?

What if the monk is still alive and still in this temple?

Thinking of this, the Murong brothers gripped the Jade Moon Sword tighter, and their hair reflected a green light.

At the end of the stairs is a courtyard surrounded by houses.

There is an old tree with lush branches and leaves in the courtyard, and under the tree is a stone table and two stone benches.

There is a rotten broom standing on the tree. Judging from the location, this should be where the monks lived before.

The houses here are even more dilapidated, with half of the roofs collapsed and the remaining roofs covered with sedge.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers looked into the rooms. They were very dark and smelled musty.

There were some simple furnishings in the house, such as a table and a bed.

Duan Yun walked into one of the rooms and found that the quilt on the rotten bed was pitch black, with some black and white worms wriggling in it, which looked very disgusting.

When Brother Murong saw this scene, he became more certain of his guess and said, "This temple is not gradually falling into disrepair."

"How to say?"

"There are quilts and monk robes in these rooms. If the temple is slowly falling apart, the monks will at least take these things away."

Duan Yun said, "You mean, some terrible incident must have happened in the temple at that time, so that these monks ran away without even taking these things."

Brother Murong looked at the old tree and said, "Perhaps they didn't even have time to run and died."

After saying this, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, as if the ghosts of the dead monks were around them, secretly watching them.

Duan Yun said: "If they died here, at least there should be bones. It can't be that their bones were eaten by something, right?"

He was just giving an example casually, but the Murong brothers felt that this was really possible, and they couldn't help but feel that this place was even more weird.

It was only to be a young knight and to accompany this frivolous old demon Duan that he was willing to come to such a place.

The two looked around and indeed did not find any corpses.

"It can be seen that your guess may be wrong. The monk left long ago. As for why he didn't even take clothes and quilts, it is very likely that the monks in this temple are rich and only took gold, silver and treasures. As long as gold, silver and treasures are there, there is nothing that cannot be bought." Duan Yun analyzed.

The Murong brothers felt that there was some truth in it.

In fact, he was happy to accept this inference. It at least meant that no bloody incidents or tragedies had ever occurred in this place, so it was not so weird.

At this point, the adventure game of the two young heroes should have ended.

Brother Murong just wanted to go back and grill some meat, but at this moment, Duan Yun suddenly stopped and said, "What's that sound?"

Brother Murong pricked up his ears and listened carefully. At first he only heard the sound of wind, rain, and raindrops dripping from the trees to the ground, but after a moment, he also found something wrong.

rustling.
There were some sounds in the courtyard, similar to those of silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.

How come there are mulberry trees and silkworms here?

At this time, Duan Yun came under the ancient tree.

Looking from here, the whole ancient tree, which is several people's arms thick, is lush and leafy, blocking out the sun, and it is impossible to tell the species.

But the sound did get louder here.

Brother Murong asked in confusion: "On the tree?"

He quickly looked at the tree trunk and began to tap it gently.

Suddenly, there was a snap, and a piece of bark near the root of the tree was pulled off, revealing a number of pitch-black holes.

Brother Murong looked at the hole and said, "There's nothing underneath this tree."

Sure enough, the rustling sound became more obvious.

The sound actually came from below.

Through the hole, you can vaguely see some traces of steps.

This shows that this is the secret room of the temple.

Duan Yun glanced at the Murong brothers, and his meaning was very clear - "Go down and take a look?"

Although he was a rookie in the martial arts world, Duan Yun understood that entering a deserted temple and exploring the secrets of such a place was a taboo in the martial arts world.

Unfortunately, he couldn't help it.

It's just like the boxes in the water, like they are all seductive and slutty girls with gorgeous postures and wearing all kinds of stockings. People with weak lower body or clear minds can definitely resist the temptation, but some people will not sleep well if they don't find out.

Sadly, he clearly belongs to the latter.

He could not resist this temptation. It was like the fact that many people died every year in the martial arts world because of onlookers, but there was never a shortage of bloodthirsty spectators.

What's more, there might be some secret treasures and secret books underneath, as well as beautiful girls waiting to be rescued.

After all, it is nothing new for lewd monks to imprison beautiful women.

More importantly, if there are evil demons, then as a young man who hates evil, he will definitely refine the other party, right?
So Duan Yun lit a fire stick and walked down.

The Murong brothers followed closely behind.

Below this is a row of stone steps.

The stone steps soon came to an end.

When he got here, Duan Yun even felt like he was back home.

Is this a cellar?
Not a small cellar.

There was no end to it at a glance, and it was obviously much larger than his cellar.

A rustling sound continued to be heard in front.

Here it sounds more like a bug with countless legs crawling, which makes it even more weird.

Without any hesitation, the Dharma image appeared behind Duan Yun.

The Dharma image kept changing, sometimes it was Xiaoyu, and sometimes it was a boxer with twin ponytails.

The Murong brothers' faces and hair were green, which matched the underworld environment very well under the light of the fire.

(End of this chapter)