The group of people who were originally going to go down on the human skin boat, after seeing the scene in front of them, hurriedly retracted their bodies.

With such a hideous face and still eating people, who would dare to go down?

But the little monk Zijue was not afraid at all, and after getting off the human skin boat, he happily ran towards the man-eating ghost, and then knocked the string of bamboo in his hand on the male ghost whose eyes had fallen, and reproached with a face: "Little junior brother, how can you let Sister Qingnu accompany you to scare people." ”

"Ouch, senior brother, you light."

The male ghost who was originally hanging on his eyes was beaten like this, and the female ghost on top of his head slowly retreated. And as the female ghost retreated, the male ghost's body began to become illusory, and then a young monk who was only four or five years old was stereotyped.

"I'm doing this for your own good, what if I run into a ghost?" The little monk Zijue said, looking at the female ghost who retreated seriously, like a little adult, "Sister Qingnu, you too, how can you scare people with Ziwu's junior brother." ”

"I'm bored to be idle in the temple, so I followed. You're still running up there, can't we welcome you? ”

The young girl pursed her lips, her face full of displeasure. But surprisingly, the green girl is floating in the air, only the upper half of the body, and the lower half of the body is empty gas, like a ghost. At this time, his eyes were wandering, and when he saw the people on the boat, he immediately became happy, as if he had seen something interesting.

"Ahem, green girl." The painted skin ghost on the bow of the ship coughed and looked serious, "How can you be so careless, the matter of the ghost has been in a uproar recently, what if you run into it?" ”

"Mother-in-law, I stay in the demon town platform every day, and I am almost depressed to death, it is difficult to come out once, you can let me go once."

The green girl floated from the sky and looked at the painter with pleading eyes.

"I'll settle accounts with you when I go back to this matter." Now all that was left was the dry bones, and he turned back to the people in the boat and said angrily, "What are you still doing in my human skin? ”

"Go down, go down, let's go down."

Shi Tao was the first to help Xue Xue run down, and the members of the kendo club behind him also followed. followed by Huang Fang's group, and Du Chen's group at the innermost part of the boat was the last to get off the boat.

After seeing that everyone got off the boat, the painted skin ghost pulled with his right hand, and the human skin boat that originally carried people became a human skin. As for the student of the kendo club who originally died, he fell directly into the Po Suo Yin River and was washed away by the rolling blood. If you look closely, you can also find a group of hideous-looking ghosts under the blood water vying to tear the student's body.

After the human skin was pulled out, the skin ghost put it back on, and it became the same as it was at the beginning, and the scalps of the group of people who watched it were numb.

"Ah, by the way, I haven't given you this bead yet." Seeing Du Chen walking off the boat, the little monk ran over and reluctantly handed his string of hand beads to Du Chen, "This is given to me by the host master, and now I will hand it over to you, you must take good care of it." ”

After handing it to Du Chen, the little monk Zijue still looked pitiful.

"Of course."

Du Chen was unrelenting, and directly took the hand bead and checked the attributes.

[Buddha's Light Hand Beads: D-level magic weapon, which has been opened by the host of the Temple of Mercy, can drive away ghosts and ward off evil spirits. Wearing this bead can cause damage to any form of ghost.]

"It's not bad, I can finally fight the ghosts."

Du Chen put on the Buddha beads, and this reward is still relatively affordable.

When they were in the ship before, what everyone was most afraid of was that after the ghosts absorbed the yang energy, everyone would not be able to fight the ghosts at that time. Now that Du Chen has this magic weapon, at least he doesn't have to worry about not being able to fight.

After passing the terrible ghost just now, Du Chen also understood. The ghosts I encountered in the library were definitely not comparable to the ghosts in the human netherworld. At least when you're in the library, you don't need to use magic weapons to be able to cause damage to female ghosts.

In other words, the ghosts here will be even more terrifying.

"It's getting dark, let's go back to the temple with me."

The little monk Zijue greeted everyone, and quickly ran forward to hold Ziwu, who was much younger than himself, with a reproachful face: "Don't mess around like this in the future, if you let the host know, you will definitely be beaten." ”

"Oh." Ziwu lowered his little head, but the next moment he raised his head excitedly, "Senior brother, if the host promises me to come out next time, can I come out?" ”

"If the host agrees, that's fine, but it's better not to come out at night." Zijue chattered.

And Du Chen and his entourage could only follow helplessly, while looking at this magical person in the netherworld, while listening to the little monk Zijue just like the big brother, constantly instructing Ziwu.

Although the city of the underworld is also modern, the overall color is biased towards the dark side, and most of the buildings look relatively old, and even many buildings have fine cracks.

However, it was the middle of the night, and there were no passers-by. Surprisingly, the city is full of all kinds of ghosts. Among them, there are the most flying ghosts, and judging from their faces, there are all men, women, and children, flying over the city one by one to devour those insects. And they all flew blindly, and they didn't notice Du Chen and his party.

On the way, everyone also encountered some ghosts that looked like monkeys, and even saw shadows walking back and forth on the ground, but they couldn't find anyone, and they were obviously ghosts.

And the most terrifying thing for everyone was to see a person under a street lamp keep stabbing himself in the neck with a dagger, screaming and dying. Then repeat the same motion, and keep repeating it all the time. The pain of each death is more hideous than the last.

Seeing that everyone was very frightened, even strange, the young girl who was floating in front of her to guide everyone turned back and explained: "This person committed suicide by stabbing himself in the neck with a dagger under the street lamp in front of him, and was judged by Yin Si after his death, and he will come here every night to repeat his suicide, and the pain of each suicide is higher than the last time." Until his original yang longevity is exhausted, he can enter the reincarnation of yin division. ”

Gollum.

"It turns out that suicide is not a relief, so how many years does he have to live?"

Peng Bo remembered that he almost committed suicide before he met Du Chen, and he broke out in a cold sweat and wiped the sweat on his head with his hands. The others had been listening to the man's screams before he died, and the terrifying appearance of survival, and they all trembled.

"It's been 10 years since I committed suicide, and I'm afraid there are still 30 years to go. I'm screaming here every night, but the pain will get worse and worse, and it's really better to die than to live. ”

The young girl floated leisurely in the air, she knew everything about the city for a long time, and she had seen this male ghost who kept committing suicide many times. Gradually, it became less unusual.

Du Chen sighed: "I remember that it was said in the poem of the Thousand Families of the Awakening World that being born in the world for one day is better than dying for a thousand years. Everyone would rather die of anger than commit suicide, or regret it, which is probably the case. ”

In fact, Du Chen also sighed, after all, he was also a person who had died once, so it was easier to feel it.

But to others, it is obvious that even if you encounter something terrible, don't commit suicide. It is also better to be scared to death than to commit suicide.

"Boss...... Not like that. ”

Muscular men fight with their legs, and they are a little unsteady on their feet. Especially when I heard the screams of the suicidal male ghost, I was even more scared to death.

Although the pagoda did not seem very far away, it took more than an hour for the group to walk over. There are countless ghosts and monsters seen in it, but as the little monk Zijue said before, these are all kind ghosts raised by residents, and they will not harm people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Temple of Mercy."

Finally, the little monk stopped, pointed ahead, and said.

Everyone followed the hand of the little monk Zijue, and there was an incomparably magnificent huge temple, which was extraordinarily magnificent. There are two huge stone lions squatting in front of the gate, and the closed vermilion gate is full of copper nails, and there is a plaque hanging on it, and three big characters with gilt lines are written in ancient style: Mercy Temple.

Although the temple is an ancient building, it does not contradict the surrounding modern buildings in the slightest, and it looks very harmonious and natural.

"It's finally here, but I'm tired, no, no, no, I have to sleep for a while."

Seeing that the Temple of Compassion was in front of them, everyone couldn't help but cheer.

From yesterday to now, everyone has only taken a short nap for dozens of minutes. There was also a brutal battle in the middle, and the nervous inhibition was tightly strained, and now it was already exhausted. At this time, when they saw that the temple was in front of them, they all cheered and rushed in, not caring about anything, going in first to have a good rest.

"Ladies and gentlemen, wait." The little monk Zijue was in a hurry, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the person running in front, "This is not the place we are going." ”

"It's written on it, why isn't it?" Shi Tao was worried that Xue Xue would not be able to hold on, so he was even more anxious.

"This is really not, we are going to this Temple of Mercy."

The little monk Zijue awkwardly stretched out his right hand and pointed to the building next door.

", little monk, are you playing Lao Tzu?"

The lewd man next to the bald man couldn't help but roar.

For no other reason, because next door to this magnificent Temple of Mercy, there is a small pitiful, crumbling little temple. It looks extremely dilapidated, but there is also a decaying plaque hanging crookedly on it: Mercy Temple.

It just so happened that a gust of morning wind blew, and the plaque, which had long been rotten, finally completed its mission, and fell to the ground with a 'click', which was particularly crisp and loud in the cold morning that had just arrived.

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