There may be a secret passage in the Tibetan Flower Buddha Hall.

In fact, when entering the Buddhist hall, Xicheng Shi had already thought of this problem.

Because there are obvious signs of people entering the temple - the door has been slammed open in half, and there are blood stains on the wooden floor.

It can be seen that this blood stain should have been here for a long time, and the dark brown blood stain that has been dried has left obvious marks on the ground.

And the bleeding was extremely heavy, and the person who entered the Buddhist hall in advance seemed to have run out of oil.

Xicheng thought about it, and at the same time replaced the flashlight with a new battery.

"Shi-kun, there seems to be some sound of a fight outside."

The White Mist Miko, who had been guarding the door, made an anxious sound.

It's already come to this point, and she doesn't understand that this is the pursuers of the Eternal Sacrifice Society catching up.

"Don't rush."

Xicheng-style action quickly replaced the battery, and said with an unchanged face.

Don't rush?

It's already come to this point, don't you worry?

The White Mist Miko just wanted to speak—

"If being in a hurry helps things get going, then I'm going to be in a hurry, but obviously being in a hurry is more likely to make mistakes."

Xicheng pinched the flashlight, and his eyes swept around with the vertical light of the flashlight.

Seeing his methodical movements, the White Mist Divine Son was also dumbfounded.

She also knew that it was useless to be anxious, but she could still stay calm in this crisis situation where the pursuers had already caught up—could Shijun's not be an iron man? There's nothing to say about this psychological quality.

Nishigi ignored the White Mist Miko's thoughts, he was busy thinking about the location of the secret passage.

"Hmm"

Obviously, it is unlikely that this secret passage was hidden in the wall, because according to the Xicheng eye, the length and width of the temple were basically the same as the length and width of the temple that he had visualized outside, so there was no extra compartment hidden behind the wall.

So, since the secret passage is not hidden in the wall, according to common sense, it should be in-

"Under the ground?"

Xicheng style groaned.

Yes.

The secret passage is not right, it should be said that it is an authentic tunnel, and the entrance to this tunnel should be covered by the wooden floor of the Buddhist hall.

An entrance is hidden under a wooden floor.

Thinking of this, Xicheng subconsciously raised his flashlight and shone it on the blood stains he had just found.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the blood stain left by the White Mist Family Master on the ground.

The head of the White Mist family, who was half-crippled by Bai Wuren and ran out of oil, fled to the Tibetan Flower Buddha Hall with the last trace of illusion.

He wants to win with the power of the Flower of Secrets

But looking at the results, it is estimated that this White Mist family master should have failed.

Observe the blood marks on the ground, and if the blood marks suddenly disappear, there is a high probability that that place is the entrance to the tunnel.

But

Xicheng Shi frowned and couldn't help but shake his head.

The White Mist Family Master seemed to have used some kind of technique that could stop the bleeding for a short time.

The blood stains spread into the temple and then disappeared completely.

The wooden floors are clean and clean, and there is no flaw at all.

And it's no wonder.

Xicheng style can think of bloodstains, and the head of the White Mist family can naturally think of it.

Can sit in the position of the head of the family, who is not as shrewd as a human spirit?

This clue is broken here.

However, Xicheng Shishi was not discouraged, and he turned to look around.

If there is anything that stands out in the Tibetan Flower Buddha Hall, it must be the huge Buddha statue enshrined in the Buddha Hall and the small Buddha statues neatly placed in several rows at its feet.

There is only one big Buddha statue, about six meters high, and the head is almost up to the beam.

There are more than 100 small Buddha statues, and one is about thirty or forty centimeters high.

These Buddha statues are copper-gray in color, and their age has passed so long ago that their surfaces have long been dull and tarnished, and in some places there is a pale green patina.

A statue of the Buddha enshrined at the offering table

These feel similar to the Buddha statues I have seen in the temple in the past.

Xicheng Shi didn't understand the Buddha, and he didn't understand that these Buddha statues belonged to that kind, so he just touched the big Buddha statues, looked at a few small Buddha statues, and then turned the flashlight to other places.

Aside from the Buddha statue, the slightly exaggerated thing in this Buddha hall should be-

"Mural."

Xicheng raised his head and looked at the mural in front of him.

That's right.

On the left and right walls of the large Buddha statue are murals painted in ukiyo-e techniques.

The so-called ukiyo-e is actually a Japanese genre painting, and this type of painting is mainly used to show the femininity of Japanese women.

This method of painting was serious at first, but later in order to meet the needs of the public, ukiyo-e was used as an illustration in the erotic industry in Japanese history.

However, the ukiyo-e mural in front of you is clearly not the case mentioned above.

The mural is so exaggerated that it occupies almost the entire wall, and the content of the left and right murals is exactly the same, symmetrical on the left and right.

If you just look at the meaning, it is probably the story of the Buddha holding the white demon flower in his hand to save the suffering sentient beings.

But strangely enough, the eyes of the Buddha are not staring at the people who have been saved, but the eyes of the Buddha in the painting are upward, looking at the secret flower that he holds to the top of his head with his hand.

If the mural on the left was accidentally painted by the painter, then the Buddha on the right is also staring at the secret flower.

This point slightly attracted the attention of the West Side.

In Buddhism, the Buddha is supposed to represent 'no desire and no desire', but the Buddha in the mural is obviously greedy for the immortal flower 'Secret Flower' that blooms in the palm of his hand.

This is already contrary to the most fundamental requirements of Buddhist practice

"Or it's not impossible to interpret it in a different way"

Xicheng muttered to himself.

The main purpose of this mural is to tell others that even a Buddha who can save sentient beings and has no desires will eventually be attracted by the magical charm of the word 'immortal' when he sees the flower of immortality

Nishijo couldn't help but take a few steps closer, and as he approached the mural, he found the handwriting hidden in the corner of the mural.

The air-dried black handwriting is a little blurry, but it is still legible.

'Where the Buddha looks, there is an immortal flower. ’

Where the Buddha looks, there is an immortal flower?

Is this saying that the direction of the Buddha's eyes is the place where the secret flower is stored?

Xicheng subconsciously turned the flashlight and looked at the big Buddha in the mural.

The big Buddha in the mural, although his expression is compassionate, his eyes have been looking at the secret flower that is held up to the top of his head.

Yes, the direction of the Buddha's eyes is on the top of the head, which is the ceiling.

""Xicheng style.

It's unlikely.

Xicheng's thoughts were churning, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

He subconsciously put down the flashlight, and—

There seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes.

Well?!

Wait a minute!

A flash of color flashed in Xicheng's eyes.

What's the light just now?!

If I have to say it, it's a bit like the reflection of a mirror!

"Reflection from a mirror?"

As if he had thought of something, the flashlight in his hand shone again at the Buddha in the mural.

This time he saw it clearly.

The mural of the big Buddha at the black eye

It seems hollow!

And it seems that when his flashlight shines on the eyes of this mural on the left, the eyes of the Buddha on the right also shine brightly?

Xicheng subconsciously took two steps back, looking at the symmetrical murals in front of him.

"Could it be—"

Xicheng turned around and looked up, and the flashlight was raised.

Under his gaze, most of the wooden pillars supporting the Buddha hall were tied to mirrors.

These mirrors are at different angles, and the polished and flattened mirror surface looks shiny under the flashlight.

Really!

Xicheng's eyes froze, and his always stable mood also made waves.

The eyes of the Buddha on the left are hollow, and a mirror is placed inside, and when the light of the flashlight hits, the mirror will shoot the light into the eyes of the Buddha on the right.

The light shines through the eyes of the Buddha on the right, and the mirrors are tied to the wooden pillars.

And that's where all this light ends up

"Where the Great Buddha is looking at is connected to the immortal flower."

Xicheng jumped directly to the shoulder of the largest bronze Buddha statue, and at the same time used the astigmatism side of the flashlight to tightly cover the eyes of the Buddha statue on the left.

Ray.

Refraction.

First from the eye of the Buddha in the mural on the right, then the light hits the mirror of the wooden pillar.

With the angle of the mirror adjusted, this ray of light hits the next mirror in the blink of an eye.

Refraction, reflection.

The light rays traveled through the air more than a dozen times, and finally the small circle of light was cast on a wooden floor with a flat surface and almost no abnormalities.

"This is where the flowers are hidden."

Noting the position of the plank, Nishijo-shi did not hesitate to turn over from the large Buddha statue.

Experienced so many thrilling, difficult events

The location of the secret flower was finally found by him.

A sense of joy rushed from his heart to his brain, but Nishiro took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

It's not time to rejoice yet.

Xicheng Shi looked at the White Mist Mizuko.

"Someone's already coming this way! Shiki-kun! ”

The White Mist Divine Son couldn't help but let out a reminder.

"yes, I see."

Xicheng Shiji calmed down, nodded at the same time, and replied to the White Mist Divine Son.

is different from the Xicheng style, but the White Mist Divine Son is in a hurry.

She muttered 'what to do, what to do?' while subconsciously spinning in circles.

Oh, yes.

What can I do?

After spending time with Xicheng these days, she also knows the meaning of the words "Eight Imperial Mantras" and "Nine Imperial Mantras".

The Xicheng style is the level of the eight mantras, which is one level lower than the white fog ren.

This should be considered a considerable gap.

As a result, the other party has now come to the door.

How does this keep her from panicking?

She's panicking, isn't she?

"What's next? Shiki-kun? ”

The White Mist Divine Son was very scared, so he asked Xicheng Shi. I don't even say 'I have a clever plan' that always hangs on the side of my mouth.

"I've done everything I can, and now I can only deal with it head-on."

That's right, all the Nishijo style that should be done has been done.

The stumbling blocks set along the way should have weakened Bai Wuren's state, and the next thing to do is to confront the opponent head-on.

After Xicheng finished speaking, he glanced at the White Mist Shenzi and found that her face was blue, beads of sweat oozed from her little face, and her hands and feet were trembling slightly.

It is estimated that it is the memory of the body

I don't know that Bai Wu Shenzi has died a few times under Bai Wu Ren, and even his body subconsciously has this kind of scared reaction.

"Hide behind the Buddha statue."

Xicheng style opened his mouth to suggest a sentence.

This is a more pertinent proposal, after all, the White Mist Divine Son is afraid of being like this.

But what Xicheng didn't expect was that when the White Mist Divine Son heard this, his eyes widened, and he asked rhetorically in an incredible tone

"Shijun, you actually let me escape? Do I look like one of those people who ran away? ”

When she said this, her eyes were red, and her snow-white face was also flushed with anger, and it seemed that she was going to play with Bai Wuren now.

She was afraid of death.

But to let her leave the Xicheng style alone and hide behind the Buddha statue?

She couldn't do that.

The White Mist Divine Son didn't know where to touch a thick wooden strip that had been broken, and she pinched the thick wooden strip without shaking her hands and feet.

"The eldest daughter of the White Mist family is dignified."

She had already thought about it, even if she died a few times, she would bite off a piece of meat from Bai Wuren's body to create a chance for Xicheng.

Looking at the white mist god with this expression, Xicheng's gaze swept over an inexplicable brilliance.

But he still opened his mouth

"I don't think it's a rational choice, you better stay behind the Buddha statue."

"But—"

The White Mist Miko opened his mouth.

She's already decided, no matter what Nishijo-shi says, she's going to help!

This is her, the little 'stubbornness' of the White Mist Divine Son!

"Not really."

Xicheng's complexion sank suddenly.

"I see!"

The White Mist Divine Son was so frightened that he trembled, for fear that he would beat himself up.

The little 'stubbornness' also exploded directly into slag all over the ground in Xicheng's sinking face, and there was nothing left.

Under Xicheng's command, the White Mist Divine Son shrank behind the big Buddha statue aggrievedly, revealing only a pair of restless big eyes.

The big eyes blinked, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

Obviously, I want to help Shijun!

She was extremely aggrieved.

Nishijo ignored her and began to check the equipment he had with him.

The first is a flashlight.

Flashlights are not needed.

Next, he will collect the dead air in his eyes, and he can have some night vision without light, and turning on the flashlight will give the other party a chance.

Then you have to take off your warm clothes for those who have limited mobility, and you should change your boots.

After doing this, Xicheng Shishi also pulled out two daggers from his backpack.

After all, there are times when it is not good to use the death qi and the mist of the coffin to condense weapons, so these two daggers are used as an emergency.

Except for these things

Nishijo-shiki looked at the swarthy thing lying in his backpack.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, and just tuged it into his waist.

Then, Nishijo turned off his flashlight, and with a tumble he disappeared into the shadows, while the dead air clinged to his eyes, and he held his breath slightly, observing the doorway.

Under the death-hardened hearing, he could clearly hear the footsteps of the incoming people.

But the sound didn't look like a footstep

It's more like

Xicheng Shishi frowned and clenched the dagger in his hand.

one-step

Two steps

Three steps

The next moment.

Xicheng style can feel -

The other party is in!

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