dragon hunter

Chapter 30
The old villager thought of the past, and Ji Lingling shuddered, "Yes, we didn't know the reason at first, but after some investigation, we found that the golden mask was sucking blood. The old village chief was still alive at that time, so he built a Temple, please bring a stone Buddha, and suppress the mask under the stone Buddha."

"But what's the matter with this man Pi Jinyi?" I was a little puzzled, did this man grow legs and ran to the village by himself?

"You said that there were three people who came back alive. What about the other two?" The second uncle seemed to think of something.

"He died a long time ago. Yu Laogen died of illness in other places a few years ago. The old donkey's head was even worse. He vomited blood and died within a few years after he came back." The old villager's voice was a little sad.

"Speaking of which, the old donkey's head was very miserable. A few days after his death, the grave was torn open by something, and even the corpse was taken away." The bald head with triangle eyes echoed.

"Why can't he pick it apart by himself?" The second uncle sneered.

"Could it be that old donkey head..." I thought of a very scary possibility.

The human skin brocade clothes are very evil, and they can take the appearance of anyone after wearing them. Could it be that the one who came back with the old villagers is not an old donkey head at all?
When the old villager thought of this possibility, his body trembled with fear, and his face was pale. No one could keep calm when he thought of dealing with a dead man for several years.

"Could it be that the Feng Shui evil master is actually an evil thing that came out of the tomb?" I analyzed in a puzzled way.

"The immortality mask, and the human skin brocade clothes, there should be some connection between them." The second uncle muttered to himself.

"Where is the temple? Maybe the answer can be found there." I felt Zhen Qingyi's body move, as if he was about to wake up.

"It's in the woods behind the village. It has been abandoned for many years. People in the village who know what happened back then are basically afraid to go there." The old villager pointed his finger.

"I can feel that there is a strong sinister aura over there." Yaohu said suddenly, turned his head and glanced around the villagers of Yu's family, "I have already paid back the favors owed to the ancestors of Yu's family back then, so you can take care of yourself."

After the demon fox finished speaking, he raised his furry face, looked at the full moon and let out a long howl, and disappeared into the night with a group of wild fox ghosts without looking back.

Zhen Qingyi's eyelids trembled slightly, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in my arms, her pretty face flushed slightly, and then she felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so she asked me softly.

In a low voice, I briefly described what happened after the other party fell into a coma, and then looked at the other party with some worry.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Qingyi was stronger than I imagined, and smiled sadly, "It doesn't matter, no matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, or how many identities he has, I will definitely find him and avenge my mother."

"With my second uncle and I here, we will help you." I comforted softly.

"If you go to the ruined Laoshizi Temple, don't take me with you. The fat man is fed up with this ghostly place, and he doesn't want to stay any longer." Fatty Wang muttered.

"It's so late, where can you go?" I feel sorry for this fat man, he probably suffered more frights this night than his whole life.

"Brother Fat, that evil ghost in the human skin is not dead yet, be careful to hook your soul away." Li Xiaolei threatened deliberately.

Fatty Wang looked around with some fear. The bronze coffin beside him had a ghostly look, and the group of bald and triangular-eyed people didn't look like good people. They shivered and leaned towards me, "Well, Fatty thinks it's still by your side, safe a little."

"The location of the temple is a bit remote, I'll take you there." The bald man with triangular eyes suddenly opened his mouth, the greed in his eyes betrayed the other party's plans.

Gold and wealth are touching, although the immortal mask is very strange, it is made of gold after all, which aroused the bald man's greed.

We have no plans for the golden mask, we just want to find out the truth of the matter, and we are happy to let the other party lead the way.

Halfway there, I noticed something was wrong. The Feng Shui around here had obviously been artificially altered.

Passing through a forest, I saw the temple, which was dilapidated, and half of the door panels fell off.

"It's such a heavy evil spirit. People have tampered with it here. All the evil spirits from the mass graves have been led to this temple, and this place has become a jeopardy." The second uncle gasped.

"Then... will there be ghosts in that temple?" Fatty Wang was timid and wanted to turn around and run away.

"Don't scare yourself." I whispered.

"Old Yu said that there is a secret room under the temple, and the golden mask is placed in the secret room." The bald man's triangular eyes showed greed.

"It's so cold, this place is kind of evil." Li Xiaolei shivered as she supported Ma Huang Po.

That dilapidated temple was indeed somewhat evil. There was a tree with a crooked neck in front of the gate, which looked ghostly, and the closer it got, the colder it became.

"Temple... There are two more lanterns on the gate of the temple." Fatty Wang shrank his neck and hid behind me, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

A chill rose up my back. Under the incomplete and dusty eaves of the dilapidated temple, there were actually two pale paper lanterns hanging there dangling.

There were two spooky things on the white lantern. Fatty Wang couldn't see them, but I saw them. They were two ghost dolls with pale faces and red rouge on their small faces, swinging around holding the white lantern like a swing. swing away.

"The two little ghosts who came over from the mass grave are not threatening, and the evil spirits are gone!" The second uncle took out a piece of talisman and pasted it on the mahogany sword, and the talisman spontaneously ignited without fire.

The two ghost dolls who were swinging with the white lantern screamed in horror, and "chucked" into the lantern, curled up and shivered.

"Where are the little ghosts? Don't scare the fat man." Fatty Wang can't hear the word "ghost" the most now. He can't see the two little ghosts, and looks around nervously.

"With Second Uncle here, what are you afraid of? Both women are more courageous than you." I patted each other on the shoulder.

"Brother Fat, I heard that some ghosts like to possess timid people the most." Li Xiaolei's tone was gloomy.

Fatty Wang was so frightened that he shrank his head and hid behind me, muttering continuously, as if he had greeted Li Xiaolei's ancestors over and over again.

"Gold, there is a Buddha statue made of gold in the temple." The bald man with triangular eyes shouted excitedly, and ran to the temple.

"It's not right, everyone, don't act rashly." I have better eyesight, and I can see that there is no golden Buddha statue in the temple. There is only a tattered stone Buddha lying on the side of the wall.

This ruined temple is indeed very weird, the bald man with triangular eyes ran into the temple, hugged the stone Buddha, kissed and gnawed, and kept shouting, get rich!

"Oh my god, an old monk was hanged from the crooked neck tree." Fatty Wang grabbed my arm and shouted tremblingly.

I looked at the crooked-neck tree at the entrance of the temple, and there was no old monk, but a yellow-skinned man with a dull coat, standing on the crooked branch, looking at it with a sly smile.

"It's true that there is no real Buddha in the temple, and all kinds of demons and ghosts can come out and scatter wild." The second uncle held the mahogany sword and strode towards the crooked neck tree.

The old yellow-skinned man glanced at the mahogany sword fearfully, then quickly jumped down the tree and ran towards the mass grave.

"A yellow skin can scare you like this, are you a man?" Li Xiaolei gave the fat man a contemptuous look.

"I...I..." Fatty Wang's face turned red, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"This temple is very evil. After entering for a while, no matter what happens, you must keep your heart." The second uncle stood in front of the temple gate and confessed in a deep voice.

Surprisingly, the ruined temple, which looked very strange just now, did not show any abnormalities until we all walked in.

"Get rich, such a big golden Buddha." The greedy voice of the bald man with triangular eyes made people feel a little terrified.

"Look at the stone Buddha's eyes, they are bleeding." Zhen Qingyi's voice was a little nervous.

The stone Buddha lying on the side of the wall was covered with dust and cobwebs, and two tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.

The bald head with triangular eyes didn't feel anything, he was holding the stone Buddha and biting like crazy.

This weird scene sent a chill in the hearts of all of us. This ruined temple is extremely strange, obviously tampered with. Could it be that evil Feng Shui master who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost?

I cautiously glanced around. On both sides of the tribute table in front of me, there were two wooden pillars that were decayed and cracked, and a long wooden sign was hung on each of them.

The long wooden sign on the left is engraved, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and crossing others is crossing oneself."

The handwriting on the wooden sign on the right was scraped off, and what was originally written could not be seen. Another sentence was re-engraved, "People's hearts are sinister, and killing is saving life."

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's cry sounded in my ear.

I found that in the ruined temple, suddenly there was a strangely dressed monk with a string of rosary beads hanging on his chest. Looking carefully, the rosary beads turned out to be skulls the size of thumbs.

"A ghost monk appeared out of nowhere." I felt chills in my heart, as if the other party appeared out of thin air.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong, I turned my head and looked around, and found that the second uncle and the others were gone, and a chill pierced my bones.

"Gold...gold..." The bald man's triangular eyes are still there, but he is unconscious, holding the stone Buddha greedily.

The monk was wearing a cassock with large and small "Buddha" characters written all over it, but the handwriting was dark red with a faint fishy smell, and it looked like it was written in blood.

"Almsgiver, meeting is fate, please rejoice." The monk held a white bone bowl in his hand, walked up to the bald man with triangular eyes, and recited the Buddha's name.

"Gold, the alms bowl is also made of gold." The bald man with triangular eyes was crazy, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the alms bowl from the monk.

"You are obsessed with money, and it is useless to have a heart. Why don't you give your heart to me." After the monk finished speaking, he reached into the other's chest and took out a bloody heart.

My eyes were full of horror, the heart that the monk held in his hand was still beating, and my heart was beating along with it, almost jumping out of my throat.

The monk stretched out his hand to lift off the cassock, which was empty, and it turned out to be a pair of bones. He put his heart in his chest, and smiled compassionately.

My mind was numb, and the horrible and strange scene in front of me was completely beyond my ability to bear, and my calves were trembling.

(End of this chapter)