Dilapidated, old, small......

This is the feeling that the Temple of Mercy gives everyone, compared to the magnificent Temple of Compassion next door, this Temple of Compassion is simply unsightly. Although after coming in, everyone also found that it was actually so big, but when they thought of the Temple of Mercy next door, they all became listless.

After asking the little monk Zijue where he could rest, the three parties each divided a large room to rest.

However, before going to bed, everyone also noticed that the ghosts and ghosts that used to be everywhere in the city disappeared when the sun rose. Including the painted skin ghost and the green girl who followed in, they also disappeared.

The whole world seems to have returned to normal in an instant.

The game of kings only appears in the middle of the night, and the ghosts do not come out during the day, so everyone sleeps peacefully.

At noon, the little monk went to call everyone to get up and eat fast, but was directly blasted out. In order to be able to cope with the king game at night, everyone is full of energy and sleep. I slept until the sun went down, and then I woke up.

But after waking up, I also found something extremely uncomfortable, that is, everyone was covered with blood and sweat. Although there is a bathing place in the temple, there are only men in the temple, and there is no distinction between men and women.

In the end, it was decided to let the women take a bath, and when they were done, the men rushed in and freshened up.

Although the three factions are hostile, everyone can enjoy a rare brief peace before the arrival of the King Game in the middle of the night. At least, in this apocalyptic world, hypnotize yourself and tell yourself that the world is still the way it is.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have prepared the food in the dining hall, and after the donors have freshened up, they can go to the dining hall to eat."

Outside the bathhouse, the voice of a middle-aged monk sounded, and after everyone answered, they also found themselves grumbling with hunger. In particular, the students of the kendo club, who had not finished the rice grains, rushed a few times casually, and hurriedly dried their bodies and put on their clothes and rushed out. Although the others are not in a hurry, they are all big men, and they can't delay much time in taking a bath. After a while, everyone rushed to dinner.

Dinner was served in the temple hall.

Although this temple of mercy is dilapidated, old, and small, everything is available, and everything is available.

At this time, there were a total of 22 people in the hall, the little monk Jia Zijue, and the other middle-aged monk who called everyone to eat before, a total of 24 people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please fast. It's just that the food reserves of this temple are limited, and I hope that your donors will be Haihan. ”

The middle-aged monk looked ashamed.

"Boss, although it is said that eating fast is more bitter, but this ...... That's too little, right? ”

Holding a small bowl of gruel, Bloomberg let out a low cry.

There is a bowl of porridge in front of everyone, saying that it is porridge, but in fact, it is basically water, and the rice grains can even be counted clearly. What can still fill the stomach a little is that each person also gave out half a fast steamed bun.

Half a steamed bun, for Bloomberg's weight of 250 pounds, is not enough to stuff the teeth. In fact, even for a normal person, this bit of food can't fill his stomach at all.

The faces of the other two parties were also very embarrassed, they hadn't eaten properly, thinking that they would be able to eat a full meal today, but looking at the current situation, everyone could only frown and eat.

"Let's eat first, if it's not enough, go find a muscle man, I'll let him bring food at the beginning."

Lin Wen glanced at Peng Bo and his party, and everyone was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly used the things here to pad their stomachs first.

"Dare to ask what the master is called?"

For this middle-aged monk, Du Chen is still very respectful, not like he doesn't care about the little monk.

"The poor monk's name is Zhijing." Monk Zhijing put down the half of the steamed bun in his hand and replied.

Du Chen didn't care much about these meals, but raised the question in everyone's minds: "When we came in the morning, we saw that there was also a Temple of Compassion next door, and it was very magnificent, and I dared to ask Master Zhijing, is there any connection between these two temples?" ”

"This ......"

didn't expect Du Chen to ask this question, and Zhijing suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"If it's inconvenient for the master to say it, it's right that I haven't asked."

Although Du Chen said this, his eyes had no intention of leaving Zhijing. And Du Chen's question also attracted everyone's attention, even the most hungry people were curious.

Being stared at by so many eyes, Zhijing also knew that he couldn't pass this level if he didn't say it, so he could only sigh: "Fellow donors, finish these fasting meals first, and then I'll take you to a place." When the time comes, I will tell you what happened. ”

Everyone was also very curious, originally there was not much to eat, and everyone ate it in a few bites.

Then Zhijing instructed the little monk Zijue to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and walked to the backyard with Du Chen and his party. The entire terrain of the Temple of Mercy is narrow and long. If you only look at the main gate, you may think that the Temple of Mercy is very small, but when everyone walked to the backyard in the temple, it took more than 20 minutes.

As soon as she walked into the backyard, Zhijing stopped and said to everyone, "Everyone, this is the Demon Suppression Platform." ”

Everyone else also looked up in surprise, and in front of them was a towering exquisite pagoda. Each layer is exquisitely unusual, with glazed flying tiles on top of each other. On the stone wall between each layer, there are vivid demons and monsters. And under the eaves of each floor are hung golden bells, as soon as the evening wind blows, the small golden bells immediately make a crisp jingle sound.

"Master, you just said that this is the Demon Suppression Platform?"

The bald man asked first, this pagoda is really too spectacular.

"In our human netherworld, there is a demon town platform in every area, also called the town demon tower, the tower is nine hundred and eighty-one years high. During the daytime, we will bring in all the demons and monsters in the area, and let them feel the compassion of our Buddha in them, so that they can remain kind at all times. ”

"At night, they will automatically come out of the demon suppression platform and go to their owner's house to protect the owner's safety. If there is no owner, they will wander around the city until they return to the Demon Suppression Terrace during the day. And this exquisite pagoda is the demon town platform in our Changsitai area. ”

At this time, it was already evening, and when Zhijing finished saying this, the sun had just set. As a gust of wind blew, thousands of small golden bells hanging on the entire demon suppression platform jingled, and the sky, which had already gradually dimmed, quickly became dark.

Not only that, but a bone-chilling wind also hit everyone in an instant, making everyone shiver coldly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, close your eyes for the time being, the time for the night walk of the hundred ghosts has come. If you are seen by a living person while traveling, you will easily be possessed as a keeper and will follow you until you die. Zhijing hurriedly reminded everyone, "You are not from the human netherworld, so you must not watch the night walk of the hundred ghosts at this time. ”

As early as when the human skin boat was on the boat, everyone was already frightened by the ghosts. On the way here, I saw suicide ghosts, flying head ghosts, and shadow ghosts...... Normal people would want a ghost to follow them all the time.

Everyone closed their eyes and said nothing.

As an eerie scream pierced the sky, a deep and deep voice came from the Demon Suppression Platform: "Hundred ghosts walk at night." ”

Rumble!

Just like opening the floodgates, when the gates of the ninety-ninety-eighty-first floor were opened, countless ghosts and ghosts rushed out of the demon suppression platform, setting off a large number of screams, stabbing everyone's ears to be deafened.

"It's hot."

While everyone was feeling chills and trembling, Du Chen felt that his body was getting hot. Or rather, it was a warm breath emitted from a certain part of his body, and the temperature was even hotter as the screams of the Hyakki's night walk reached its peak.

"This position should be the king-level card I put in, could it be that the characters of this king-level card have any connection with this town demon platform?"

Thinking of the bald monk he summoned by an opportunity in the supermarket, Du Chen couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the demon suppression platform where the hundred ghosts walked at night. At this time, a ghost who was about to rush out found Du Chen, who had opened his eyes, and rushed straight down.

Thanks: Anxia Qimo's tip

[Due to the excessive number of words updated, after the update of this chapter, Death Paradise has been listed as a new book a few days in advance, thank you again for your support during this time.] 】

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