Chapter Thirty-Six: The Banshee

The bell tower of Zhongming Temple is located on the artificial rockery, when you go up, there is only a stone step path, follow the path to the platform, a closed foundation more than four meters high, and an isolated iron bell hangs on it.

"Isn't that He Sanshui?"

The four people who felt the bell tower looked at the dark bell tower, and looked at the huge bell by the moonlight at night, and He Sanshui was tied to the bell with red fruits.

"Amitabha!"

When the old host saw He Sanshui, he lowered his head and gently recited the Buddha's name.

Li Yun and Wang Yue circled around the foundation of the Quartet a few times, but they really couldn't find a place to climb or borrow strength, and the more than four-meter-high foundation couldn't go up at all without borrowing a ladder.

"Another death?"

"There's one with no clothes on. ā€

"Oh my God, spicy eyes, spicy eyes!"

"Call the police, this is the third one. ā€

"Nonsense, there's just a policeman next to you. ā€

At this time, Jing Xin's live broadcast room was already boiling, and at such a late hour, with the rapid spread of information, many people poured into Jing Xin's live broadcast room.

If it was an ordinary live broadcast, it might have been banned a long time ago, but the popularity of Jing Xin's live broadcast room has been rising, and there is no trend of being banned, as if the live broadcast platform can broadcast these contents live by default.

Jing Xin, who would have taken the initiative to avoid those banned live broadcast content, couldn't take care of these at this time, and three people had died in one night, if he hadn't been bolder, he wouldn't have known where to hide now.

However, Jing Xin didn't care about the audience in the live broadcast room, but filmed the environment of the scene from multiple angles, completely incarnated as a forbidden inspector.

Li Yun and Wang Yue, who had been checked repeatedly, glanced at each other, there was no way to go up to the scene, and He Sanshui above was obviously a dead man now.

"Presiding, is there anyone else in this temple?"

"Zhongming Temple itself is not big, it is surrounded by forests, and it takes at least three hours to go up and down the mountain, and no one will live in the mountain when you live in the temple. ā€

Li Yun lowered his head and thought for a while, looked around and said, "Find a ladder first, get that guy down, it's quite eye-catching to hang on it." ā€

"Knock! knock!"

Just when all four people were present, suddenly the bell rang again. The four people who hurriedly looked up all saw an extremely strange scene.

On the originally narrow platform, a figure suddenly appeared all wrapped in a black cloak standing there, holding He Sanshui's corpse, striking the bell with his head, and making three bell rings.

", torture corpses. ā€

Looking at He Sanshui, who was already dead, with a trace of blood flowing from his head, Li Yun sighed, but soon saw the figure under the black cloak, lying on the bell with a strange figure.

Under the pitch-black cloak, there seemed to be a pair of greedy eyes staring at the four people below, as if a beast of prey was staring at its prey.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The figure under the black cloak let out a feminine weird laugh, Wang Yue immediately aimed the pistol at the figure, and said sharply: "Who is sneaky where is it, hurry up and give it to me, otherwise I will shoot." ā€

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The voice under the cloak was easy to discern, it was clearly a woman, but how did this guy appear on top of the four-meter-tall bell tower.

"There's a monster. ā€

"Ask for popular science! What kind of monster looks like this. ā€

"There's a sickness upstairs, and the monster will give you popular science, popular science is a ghost. ā€

"What?

"Can a blind man come to watch the live broadcast?

With Jing Xin's shooting, the live broadcast room also saw that strange scene. Coupled with Jing Xin's propaganda about the temple rumors during the day, many people now think that it is really a banshee.

Wang Yue looked at the guy on the bell tower and ignored his warning, raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky.

It's okay not to shoot, and when you shoot, it really makes the guy under the black cloak react.

"The monks in this temple will die, and everyone who appears in the temple will also die. ā€

The high-pitched voice sounded eerie, like a person who had just learned to speak, barely able to make out what was being said.

"Bang!

Wang Yue didn't want to talk to the guy whose voice made him sound goosebumps, and shot him twice at the black cloak.

It was obvious that the bullet had pierced through the black cloak, but the guy under the cloak was still lying there motionless as if it was fine.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Don't worry, you're all going to die, you're all going to die. With that, the black cloak suddenly went soft and fell on the bell.

It was as if they were just talking to a moving black cloak just now, and this inexplicable scene made Wang Yue and Jing Xin unconsciously take a few steps back.

Only Li Yun stood there holding his chin, looking at the soft black cloak. And the presiding officer was there with his head down and chanting all the time.

"Host, there are monsters here, why don't you hurry up and subdue demons. ā€

Li Yun, who suddenly walked behind the host, gently patted the host's shoulder, and the host, who was still chanting, was not shocked in the face of the dead man and the strange black cloak, but in the face of Li Yun's gentle pat, he trembled all over.

The host who came back to his senses turned to look at Li Yun and whispered: "Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know how to exorcise demons. ā€

Li Yun, who shrugged his shoulders, shouted: "That's over, the master won't be able to exorcise demons, it looks like we are all going to die at the hands of this monster." I'd better hurry back to the lobby to find that girl and talk about one of the few good lives. ā€

"Big brother, don't be joking, hurry up and think of a way. ā€

Jing Xin, who may not have been afraid, is now trembling a little bit, although he really wants to get in touch with those supernatural things, but when he really faces it, he still can't help but tremble.

Wang Yue didn't speak, but turned his head to look at Li Yun, now he doesn't know what to do, he can definitely hit the other party with the two shots just now, but this inexplicable disappearance in front of his eyes is also the first time he has encountered it.

"What should I do? Why don't you go find a ladder and put the body down first, and then see what the cloak is like. ā€

Li Yun yelled at Wang Yue like an idiot, watching Wang Yue run away quickly, looking at Jing Xin who was about to follow, Li Yun said with a look of hatred that iron is not steel: "What do you want to do?"

"I—I'm going to find a ladder too. ā€

"It's okay for him to go alone, you and I stay to protect the master. ā€

In fact, Jing Xin was scared and wanted to leave here, but he thought about it. One is the host of the temple, and the other is a real god, and it is safer to stay here than to go anywhere.

Looking at Wang Yue who was leaving, Li Yun's hand was not taken off the host's shoulder, and he asked in the host's ear in a low voice: "Host, in fact, I have a question that I have wanted to ask you a long time ago." ā€