All the monks ran to the front yard, including the monks who were patrolling the mountain, and they also rushed back to the temple as fast as they could.

"The main hall...... Buddha ......"

In the noise, there was a faint mournful wail.

Mu Wan separated from Gu Bai, sneaked into the backyard in a chaotic manner, and lit fires everywhere - the backyard was mainly dormitories and rooms, and there were flammable materials everywhere.

After a while, the backyard was also in flames.

The firelight reflected most of the night sky.

There was chaos in the temple, and the monks rushed to the main hall of the front yard as if they were crazy, but no one went to extinguish the fire in the backyard.

Got it! Mu Wan used her divine sense to contact Gu Bai: Go, go to the top of the mountain!

Avoiding the chaotic crowd, she retreated smoothly into the woods outside the temple. In less than three breaths, Gu Bai also rushed out of the temple. The firelight reflected his hair red, like a red lightning bolt, which was very conspicuous.

Mu Wan hurriedly rushed out to answer him.

Gu Bai jumped on the luggage wooden rack and said with his divine sense: No one pays attention to the backyard at all. On the way, I didn't meet a single monk. Sister Mu, the Buddha statue in the main hall seems to be very important to them.

The monks on the mountain are rushing towards the mountain as fast as they can from all the roads. Therefore, Mu Wan retreated into the woods first and lurked.

She hid behind a rock, exhaled a cloudy breath, and replied with her senses: It's okay. I have destroyed the Buddha's head. They should not be able to contact the Buddhist cultivators behind them for a while.

In the dark, Gu Bai's eyes were as bright as stars: we just took this time to go to the tower on the top of the mountain to find out!

Mu Wan nodded lightly.

When there were no more monks coming down from the mountain, she immediately performed the "Eight Steps of Leisure". Rushed to the top of the mountain with Gu Bai.

With divine sense to explore the way, Mu Wan arrived at the top of the mountain in less than half an hour.

At the top of the mountain, there is a clearing of 30 zhang square, covered with fine white sand. A nine-story golden glazed octagonal tower stands alone in the center.

The tower is about 10 zhang high, and each floor has a small vermilion door in the shape of an arch. At this time, the door of the tower was closed, and a strip of golden cloth more than two feet long was pasted. All the strips of cloth had the same six large black letters written on them. It is the same font as in the "Breaking the Demon Heart Sutra".

"Sister Mu, what is written on the yellow cloth?" Gu Bai asked in a low voice - there were no six words in that scripture.

Mu Wan shook her head: "I don't recognize it." It should be a symbol of the town tower or the seal tower. I'll go up first and remove them. ”

Although the words were easy, she could also think of them with her toes. I'm afraid these yellow strips of cloth are not so easy to remove. Because there isn't even a monk guarding the tower here!

Could it be that they all went to put out the fire?

If that's the case. Then it proves that this tower is definitely not simple! So much so that the monks guarding the tower dared to throw the felons of the next tower, and all ran halfway up the mountain.

After thinking about it, Mu Wan quickly calculated.

However, it didn't work out! Even the viciousness and auspiciousness of this trip. She can't even count.

"You stay here and take care of the wind for me." She commanded. "It's like just being in the main hall. Someone came, and immediately warned him. "Well, put the wind is fake. It's true that I don't want him to be in danger together.

"Yes." Gu Bai looked back at the sea of fire halfway up the mountain, pressed the suspicion in his heart, and nodded in response.

Mu Wan looked up at the glazed pagoda standing tall, took a deep breath, and spread out her divine sense, covering the entire white sand clearing. At the same time, she pulled out the Qingyun sword, wrapped it in layers with a long strip of cloth in her right palm, put the sword in front of her chest, raised her right foot, and slowly stepped on the edge of the white sand clearing.

One! Two! Three! Count three times in your mind.

Nothing! There is no movement in Baishakong!

Then, she took the second step with great care.

Another silent count of three times.

Still nothing.

Isn't there a mechanism here? Did I think too much? She frowned, and the alertness in her heart increased rather than decreased.

One step, one step, one step at a time...... Finally, she made her way to the tower gate on the first floor.

At this time, the yellow cloth was only a foot away from her. It seemed as if she could remove it with just one hand.

However, Mu Wan's heart became more and more uneasy.

How could it be so easy!

Gu Bai squatted on the edge of the clearing, staring at her nervously, and a heart rose to his throat.

Taking a deep breath and keeping his whole body on guard, Mu Wan slowly used the tip of her sword to pick out the yellow cloth strips.

At this moment, something suddenly changed!

When the tip of the sword was still three fingers away from the yellow cloth, Mu Wan seemed to hear the sound of countless monks chanting!

In an instant, the whole strip of yellow cloth emitted a dazzling golden light!

She couldn't open her eyes at all!

"Not good!" Mu Wan instinctively narrowed her eyes, and at the same time, her left hand was pinched into a sword finger, blocking her forehead, and shouted, "Ah Bai, go quickly!" ”

There's definitely something wrong with the golden light!

What Gu Bai saw was that in front of the tower gate, a dazzling golden light covered Mu Wan'er.

Without hesitation, he immediately stood up and flew over: "Sister Mu! ”

The golden light instantly expanded, engulfing him.

In less than half a breath, the golden light passed. However, in front of the tower gate, where are they still there!

"Whoop coo." The dazzling golden light suddenly disappeared, and Mu Wan didn't have time to move, feeling thrown into the cold water. By the time she reacted, she had already poured two large mouthfuls of water.

"Poof!" She kicked her legs hard, surfaced, and squirted a large mouthful of water.

Next to his ears, the chanting sound was loud. It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Where is this? Am I being sucked into the tower by the golden light? Mu Wanhu released his divine sense suspiciously.

Soon, she realized that something was wrong—the water was so big that it seemed endless.

The glazed pagoda is only that big in total, how can there be such a wide water area in the tower?

However, according to the "Commentary on the Great Qin Mountain Sutra", Tianwu Mountain is still more than 400 miles away from the East China Sea. Other than that, there is no large body of water around this mountain!

Moreover, what about the chanting of the dead people?

Unless it's a fantasy!

As soon as her heart moved, Mu Wan immediately closed her five senses and sensed the surrounding situation.

The chanting is gone!

The endless waters are gone!

She soaked in a round pool of cold water that was more than three feet deep and about five feet in diameter.

There are no doors. There are no windows either!

Is this a water dungeon?

The perimeter is surrounded by black brick walls. On the brick wall on the right-hand side is a dim oil lamp. Around, there are countless skeletons clinging to the brick walls. A pair of fingers that turned into white bones were all deeply inserted in the cracks of the bricks......

Mu Wan fought a cold war: no wonder the monks dared to run away. It turned out that the yellow cloth strip on the tower gate could catch people into the tower. And, it seems, there is no way to escape from Tari!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice: fortunately, Ah Bai was allowed to stay outside the Baisha clearing.

Now the question is: how do I get out of this water prison?

After "looking" at the skeletons around her, she unexpectedly found a living person. Well, this is an old woman with a breath as thin as a gossamer.

But two feet away, Mu Wan swam to this person in a blink of an eye.

The woman was facing inward, and her long hair was at least four feet long, less black and white. Gray hair scattered haphazardly in the water. Like a long aquatic weed. Mu Wan carefully ripped off her long hair.

"Go away! Don't come here......" The woman clung to the brick wall, screaming miserably, kicking her legs violently, wishing she could turn into a gecko. Climb to the top of the wall as soon as possible.

"Plop. Plop ......" the water splashed high.

But. Her eyes never opened.

Typical deep illusion!

If it were in normal times, Mu Wan only needed to use a Qingshen Pill to slowly shake it under her nose for a round to help her recover her consciousness. Get rid of illusions.

However, now, where did she go to find the Qingshen Pill?

After thinking about it, she carefully avoided the woman's legs, went around to the side, stretched out the two fingers of her left hand, "horn", and quickly sealed the woman's double acupoints behind her ears.

"Hmm......" The woman was immediately quieter, and let out a relieved moan.

After two breaths, she finally turned her face. However, a pair of eyes remained tightly closed.

Mu Wan saw her face clearly, and her heart "clucked" - the woman's face was as thin as a skeleton, and her complexion was pale and there was no blood.

"Who are you?" The woman sensed her presence and screamed.

Mu Wan didn't make a sound. The woman's hearing was forcibly blocked by her, and she just broke her throat, and the woman couldn't hear it. However, if you unlock the acupuncture points and restore your hearing, you may immediately fall into illusion again.

After thinking about it, she untied the Qingyun Sword tied to her right palm and stabbed it into a crack in the brick above her head. Immediately, the whole person jumped out of the water, stepped on the sword, squatted down, and slowly wrote a word on the back of the woman's right hand: Dao.

The woman's hands were skinny. Because of long-term immersion in water, the skin is wrinkled and has no elasticity. So much so that Mu Wan was worried that with a little force, she would peel off the soft skin that was posted on the bones.

Yes, she writes very lightly and slowly.

When she wrote her first stroke, the woman screamed in fright and kicked her legs desperately in her direction.

It's a pity that Mu Wan is standing on top of her, where can she kick it?

However, when Mu Wan wrote the whole word, the woman immediately quieted down and asked suspiciously, "Are you a Taoist priest?" The fingertips of the visitor were soft and warm, and she fully felt the kindness of the other party.

It works!

Mu Wan was overjoyed and immediately wrote: Yes.

The woman gritted her teeth and asked, "Did you seal my hearing?" ”

Mu Wan slowly wrote: Yes. There are phantoms in the water dungeon.

The woman nodded: "As soon as I came in, there were countless monks chanting scriptures in my ears." The noise made me have a splitting headache, and I wanted to die headlong. It turned out to be a phantom sound. So, the nest of sea snakes I saw was also transformed by illusion? ”

Mu Wan glanced at the large handful of long gray hair floating on the surface of the water, and wrote: It's your long hair.

The woman breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Fellow Daoist, please help me cut them off, okay?" ”

Mu Wan wrote: Okay.

She took out a small sharp dagger from the wooden luggage rack behind her, cut the woman's long hair up to her shoulders, and pulled out all the long hair that was wrapped around the woman.

The woman finally let go of her hands that were tightly gripping the gap and floated on the water relaxedly: "Thank you, Daoyou." ”

However, she knew that her hearing was sealed and she could not hear the sound, so she spread out her right hand and palmed it up, still in its place.

Mu Wan wrote again: How long have you been in?

===Dividing line===

A certain peak thanks to the book friend Dong Dudu for the gift, thank you to the book friend Ruan Yan'er for the month/ticket, thank you! (To be continued.) )