For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

Returning to "Ati's Cycle of Reincarnation," Luo Feng was forced to relive the experiences of the previous five days.

Time flew by, and we returned to the night of the Ghost Temple Trial.

Following his previous experience, Luo Feng dealt with the young man named Diwan, and then he arrived at the front of the Ghost Temple's Buddhist hall.

According to some information he gathered from the common people, the reclining Buddha in the Prajnaparamita Buddhist temple was a very famous evil spirit.

As mentioned earlier, the Prajnaparamita Temple was an abandoned temple. Although it was rebuilt several times, the monks fled due to war. In addition, the temple was located in the remote Canchano Forest and had been abandoned for many years.

For the villagers in the surrounding villages, the forest is too gloomy, and few people pass by during the day.

Until a monk from the central region came here. This monk, named Luang Phor Pong, initially walked to the edge of the nearby forest, intending to find a place to rest, but unexpectedly encountered the villagers nearby.

With the villagers' warm hospitality, Luang Phor Beng was invited to Wat Phra That Doi Suthep. He was greatly surprised to see that even in the severely dilapidated temple, several shrines and monks' quarters were still preserved.

The villagers then expressed their hope that Luang Phor Beng could stay and serve as the abbot.

Luang Phor Pong stayed at this temple and dedicated himself to restoring the ancient temple to its former glory.

However, several novice monks subsequently disappeared, and the temple fell into disrepair once again, leaving behind the supernatural story of "the reclining Buddha that ate the novice monks".

As Luo Feng pondered these thoughts, he stepped back into the Buddhist hall.

This time, he was prepared.

The amulet of Yaksha King Tao Weisuwan has a slender chain wrapped around his right hand.

During these five days, he also explored the temporary constitution of "Buddha amulet craftsman" and gradually understood the special nature of this constitution.

Luo Feng is not yet able to make amulets, but he has figured out some things through the amulets he wears.

In his view, the physical constitution of amulet makers provides them with a means to actively draw out the power contained within the amulets.

A Buddha amulet is a protective charm that is more about passive defense than active protection. It is only effective when attacked by evil spirits.

"Fortunately, I can now slightly activate some of the power within the amulet."

Luo Feng knew very well that this was also his current means of survival.

Candlesticks, filled with lit candles, were placed on both sides of the altar in the Buddhist hall, casting a dim candlelight that made the hall brightly lit.

He took a few steps closer and examined the reclining Buddha statue up close.

The reclining Buddha statue is estimated to be nearly two meters long, with a simple and unadorned style, indicating that it is indeed an ancient statue of considerable age.

Based on his knowledge of antiques, Luo Feng deduced that this might be a reclining statue in the style of the mid-period of the Great City Dynasty.

"However, the design is somewhat strange..."

Although the reclining Buddha statue maintains a sideways posture, giving the impression of a slender figure, its posture is elegant. However, due to lack of maintenance, it has suffered severe weathering. This has resulted in some disharmony and distortion of the Buddha's facial features, especially the slightly cracked mouth, which looks as if it could turn into a gaping maw at any moment.

In addition, the Buddha statue's hands have ten thin and long fingers, and the four fingers other than the thumb are all the same length, which gives people a rather eerie feeling.

Luo Feng silently examined the Buddha statue for a long time, but the Buddha's eyes did not change, nor did they show any change.

"As expected, it shouldn't be a matter of time..."

He calculated the time and felt that this should be the time of his previous reincarnation, the time when he died. However, the reclining Buddha did not change at all.

Is it a killing mechanism?

Luo Feng had a guess.

The banyan tree he encountered before had killed him multiple times using some kind of killing mechanism.

However, the strange changes that occur when the reclining Buddha statue triggers the killing rule are not due to a rule like "its eyes will turn red at a certain point in time".

Luo Feng was thinking that the reclining Buddha's killing rules must have triggered some kind of mechanism. As he pondered, his gaze consciously shifted to the reclining Buddha's mouth, rather than his eyes.

Speaking of the supernatural tales surrounding this temple, there are several stories of novice monks disappearing when the abbot, Luang Phor Pong, presided over the temple a hundred years ago.

The missing persons could never be found. However, each time someone went missing, fragments of a robe and a pool of blood would appear in the reclining Buddha's mouth.

Luo Feng thought back to his previous experience. When he died last time, the reclining Buddha seemed to control the surrounding darkness and devour the surrounding space.

At that time, the Buddhist hall was like a dark void, a huge cave—now, in retrospect, that void was like a giant mouth.

At that moment, the darkness seemed like some kind of living creature, contracting and writhing like the walls of a cave, as if swallowing something... For some reason, this image lingered in his mind.

Luo Feng paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"I wonder why Master Putaoon chose this place for his trial?"

He frowned, thinking, "If this temple is this dangerous, why would they let people in for trials? It's not a trial, it's practically suicide missions..."

"No, obtaining the token is the key."

Forget it, what other mysteries the Prajnaparamita Temple holds is not something he needs to consider right now.

After putting that thought aside, Luo Feng went to the five jars and examined them with a serious expression.

Suddenly, a thought popped into his mind... Could it be that the murder rule was triggered on the jar?

Having considered this, Luo Feng no longer hesitated and reached out to touch one of the jars.

This time, however, he did not choose to touch the tiger-shaped jar directly. Instead, he reached into the monkey-shaped jar and took out the "token" from it.

Unlike the leaves of the betel nut tree, the monkey-shaped pottery jar contains a piece of wood, which is a wooden carving of a monkey.

Next, he took out another token from the crocodile pottery jar, this time a clay crocodile figurine made of clay.

"It seems that the keepsake in each jar is different."

Luo Feng picked up the crocodile clay figurine, turned around, and tried to take a few steps towards the door.

—The candle did not go out.

There were no strange occurrences.

He turned around again; the light in the Buddhist hall was still quite bright.

"Didn't that ghostly monk show up?"

Seeing this, he simply took the crocodile token and walked out of the Buddhist hall, and still nothing strange happened.

"Has the reclining Buddha statue remained unchanged?"

Luo Feng stood outside the Buddhist hall and observed the inside. The eyes of the reclining Buddha statue had not turned red, nor had anything unusual happened.

"Could it be... that the problem isn't with these jars?"

He frowned, then went back into the Buddhist hall and put the crocodile clay figurine back into the jar.

"—It's actually the mouth of the tiger can that's exposed."

Luo Feng remained silent for a moment, then made a move, quickly reaching out to the opening of the tiger-shaped pottery jar, which had a mouth shaped like a tiger's mouth, and took out the leaves inside.

...Hehe.

He heard that sound again, a strange sound coming from a throat.

Luo Feng quickly looked behind him and saw a deathly pale face with dark, hollow eye sockets suddenly appearing behind him.

—It's that one, the ghost monk from before.

Luo Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

The monk's mouth was wide open, as if his jaw had no bones.

"……Blood……"

Then, it made a sound.

"...Blood...Passion..."

Luo Feng felt a ringing in his ears and heard a certain sound being shouted by the monk.

Stop it.

A voice seemed to ring in his mind, his expression changed drastically, and he swung the Buddha amulet in his right hand out violently.

In that instant, Luo Feng activated the power of the Buddha amulet.

The fist swung forward.

The ghost monk was only struck on the forehead, but grayish-white smoke began to drift from his dark eye sockets, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Its skin began to peel off, releasing a large amount of ash, like scattered paper dust.

A moment later, a gust of wind swept through the Buddhist hall.

Ashes scattered in all directions.

With a whoosh, the light from all the candles went out...