Chapter Ninety-Three: The Strange Story of the Cloud Breaking Temple

Ordinary magic weapons are spears, iron towers, and things like things, otherwise they are lotus flowers, pipas and the like, and they will definitely not be short whips, fire imprints, and these things, everyone is not conscious, and they are all gently rubbing with handkerchiefs, and they have wiped out red marks and blood residue.

There are still people who don't believe it, so they went to the backyard to fetch a bucket of water, soaked the short whip in it, and heated it with a torch, and after a while, the short whip was smeared with red patterns one after another, and the water was not very hot, not even too warm, which could only show that this short whip had only seen blood for a short time.

From then on, the crowd fell silent, and the temple returned to an eerie calm.

"What now?"

"Search!" A determined voice sounded outside the door.

Xiao Yu'an suddenly appeared with the prince's own soldiers, and directly began to give orders.

An order broke the silence, and his appearance undoubtedly gave everyone a reassurance, and everyone spontaneously began to form a team, and they searched carefully inside and outside the hospital, even at the bottom of the well.

Because there are many people in the temple, the search is careful and fast, but except for a few bloody weapons, nothing was found, and I was inexplicably a little flustered, and even wanted to dodge.

"My lord, there's nothing, isn't there really some ghost who can't see the light?"

"Go!" Wang Rong kicked him on the buttocks, "There are only people who can't see the light, where the hell are they!" ”

After speaking, he raised a torch and followed Xiao Yu'an to illuminate him.

Xiao Yu'an looked at the empty stomach of the Bodhisattva and the same tablet.

"Be careful, don't break the stone statue, be careful that the Bodhisattva blames you!"

"Ouch, why is this stone statue so heavy, and there is no gold plating outside!"

Xiao Yu'an turned his head and saw that the two of them were moving the stone statue, the stone statue was placed in the middle, it was really in the way, and several people accidentally bumped into it, they were afraid that the stone statue would be damaged, so they wanted to move him away.

He tilted his head, "This statue is real?" ”

Wang Rong didn't react to what he meant, "No, generally only the royal temple is a real gold body, and the folk ones are generally plated with a layer of gold on the outside, like this kind of wild temple, it is an ordinary stone statue, and the weight is not 。。。。。。 ”

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly reflect, and looked at the stone statue that was being carried, "Wait! ”

The two of them were suddenly stopped, almost unable to stabilize their bodies, "My lord? ”

Wang Rong glanced back at Xiao Yu'an, saw that he frowned, and asked the two of them to put down the stone statue.

Xiao Yu'an looked at the Bodhisattva with pity on his face, and suddenly picked up the candlestick on the side and knocked on her head, and the stone statue smashed a gap, revealing the white lime inside.

"Shizi!"

Most of the people are in awe of the gods, and even if they don't believe in them, they will have a fluke mentality about them, not to mention that these words are in a haunted house.

Xiao Yu'an ignored it, and he was seriously smashing the stone statue, grasping the strength to ensure that the surface layer was smashed straight through, and everyone stopped and paid attention to all his movements.

The outer layer of the stone statue slowly fell off, falling a layer of ash, and suddenly cracked a big gap, Xiao Yu'an saw this, and directly broke it open, and when he saw the scene inside, everyone was directly stunned.

The stone statue contains a stone statue child, the child closed his eyes, as if asleep, smiling peacefully, the stone statue is carved perfectly, even the child's underdeveloped nose is carved delicately and slightly, the only deficiency is that there is a scratch on the forehead.

Xiao Yu'an put his hand on the forehead of the stone statue, pondered for a moment, suddenly picked up the candlestick, and was about to smash the stone statue next to him, this time no one stopped him, and even someone moved the stone statue over, lined them up, and carefully smashed them one by one.

All the statues contain a small stone statue, some big and some small, each child looks different, they all have their eyes closed, all the details are carved perfectly, but all the stone statues have a wound on their bodies, or a strangulation mark on their necks, or a brand on their temples, and in one place, all the children's arms, are carved with a "birth" child, which looks like a strange ritual.

Everyone was frightened by the scene in front of them, and they didn't know how to react for a while.

"Isn't this a bastard?"

Someone suddenly spoke, and everyone focused their eyes on him, he gathered the crowd, walked to a stone statue, took a closer look, and then shuddered, "This is Erdan, who was still begging on East Street two years ago, and then suddenly disappeared for some reason." ”

"Sometimes he would go to the mountains to collect medicine, and when he picked the medicine, he would take it to my store and sell it, and all he sold was some weeds, and I would pity him, so I would give him some silver, and he would often come to me, I remember him."

As soon as they said this, everyone began to identify them, some of them from East Street and some from South Street, most of them didn't know each other, but the ones they identified also disappeared inexplicably, because they were all beggars, and no one paid attention to them.

Some of those stone statues are old, some are still white, and they are brand new at first glance, Xiao Yu'an has a bad prediction, and his back is cold.

"Get these statues out there."

He didn't know why he had to ask someone to move the stone statue out, but he felt that they were sleeping peacefully at the moment, as if they were also alive.

He watched the stone statues sent out one by one, for some reason, his heart was a little melancholy, he looked up at the Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva smiled with pity, his eyebrows were gentle, and he was so ironic, she carried the most kindness of the people, but she always looked down on all beings from above, and with a gesture of pity over there, he saw everyone kneeling humbly at her feet, pleading sincerely.

He originally didn't care about everything, but then he met Seventeen, met Xiao Yuanjun, and became brothers with them, and also met Yiren, he felt that everything in this world was flesh and blood, not a game life that they looked at in their eyes, so he also felt that human physiology should be in his own hands, rather than pinning his hopes on the hands of ethereal gods.

"Shizi!" Wang Rong saw him staring at him, thought about it and asked, "Today's incident is premeditated, right?" ”

Xiao Yu'an turned to look at this smiling Lord Jing Zhaoyin, when he smiled, the two broken front teeth that leaked wind would be exposed, and he was inexplicably a little happy, he smiled, patted him on the shoulder, did not answer, and walked out.

Walking to the door, his footsteps suddenly paused, he lowered his head to look, it turned out that he had stepped on the mud under his feet, as if he had found something, his eyes turned around on the ground, and he saw that the ground that was originally covered with dust had chaotic dirt footprints, which were obviously left by the person who carried the stone statue, but it was not raining today, how could the mud be wet?

In a flash of inspiration, he yelled outside the house, "Someone! ”

Everyone stopped and turned their heads to look at him, Xiao Yu'an walked outside, found the most wettest piece of land, and directly ordered, "Cut it for me." ”

No one moved, and he amplified his voice again, and his voice was obviously a little clearer, "Plane!" ”

A quarter of an hour later, everyone looked at the bones that had been dug out, silent, the bones had begun to decompose, but the scars on his body were still faintly visible, bruises and purples, and the bones of his arms were directly dislocated and twisted.

It's a child, it's a beggar, that's the only thing they know.

"Keep planing!"

With Xiao Yu'an's order, everyone reacted, quietly touched the tears that ran out of nowhere, and lightened the movements of their hands, for fear of disturbing the sleeping souls below.