Don't talk about the bell, Tu Xuanxuan is talking now, and Yuan Xinghan is a little scared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

looked at his phone, all the records about Qin Kun just calling him were still there, proving that Qin Kun had looked for him, and it was not an illusion that he had just met with Qin Kun.

However, Xu Yang just called and said that they were in the Ping An Hotel!

It's as if two forks in the road have been carved out in the timeline.

There was an incoming call on the mobile phone, Yuan Xinghan trembled, and when he saw the caller clearly, Yuan Xinghan stiffened, and the mobile phone snapped and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter, Brother Yuan? Xu Yang said that Qin Dao and they will come over immediately, let's go to the door and wait for them, right? ”

Tu Xuanxuan helped Yuan Xinghan pick up the phone, wiped the dust, and looked at Yuan Xinghan's lips a little pale.

Yuan Xinghan smiled dryly, sweat flowed down his forehead, and it was summer, like winter: "Good, good." I'll answer the phone, you go first. ”

An unfamiliar number, how can he be nervous like that?

Tu Xuanxuan didn't understand.

The bell has already rang 12 times, and like the death knell, it struck at the bottom of Yuan Xinghan's heart.

This phone number is his own number!!

Yuan Xinghan took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

On the phone, it was unusually quiet, with a salsa voice.

"Hey."

The echo answered, followed by a brief silence.

"Who are you?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm you."

Yuan Xinghan suddenly heard a burst of bells, and when he looked up again, he found that all the tourists in the temple had disappeared.

The sun gradually set, and the entire White Dragon Temple, shrouded by several century-old trees, was exceptionally quiet! At the same time, every time the echo of the bell rang, it seemed that someone was screaming in pain next to it, which was even more harsh and made people's scalp tingle.

After the bell rang, Yuan Xinghan's hand holding the phone was trembling.

What the hell is going on? Who's playing pranks? What about the tourists?!

Yuan Xinghan wanted to roar and shout, but suddenly, a man with his head covered and wearing monk's robes walked over.

"Help me!"

That voice was familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere!

But Yuan Xinghan saw that his monk's robe was full of blood! The whole person was wrapped like a zongzi, and his facial features were not clear in the monk's clothes, and the seven orifices were bleeding and oozing out of the clothes. Like a faceless stick, he pounced towards Yuan Xinghan.

The man's arms were tied, and the voice on the phone yelled at Yuan Xinghan.

"Don't save him!"

Yuan Xinghan was stunned for a moment, and then heard a sentence again: "Kill him!" ”

Kill?

Yuan Xinghan has done a lot of things and painted a lot of paintings, and he has never been involved in murder.

"I can't do it!!"

"You can't do it, he'll kill you!!"

Suddenly, the Faceless Man pounced, his robe bursting, and two bloody hands slammed into his neck.

The big tendons in his neck were scratched, and the nerves in the back of his head collapsed, Yuan Xinghan couldn't use any strength, his hands were scratching indiscriminately, and suddenly, the other party's wrap was grabbed by him.

"Ahh!!h

Yuan Xinghan saw that inside was a bloody face, with shaved hair, a nose cut off, and an eyeball gouged out, which was extremely terrifying.

Poof――

Suddenly, a sharp weapon was inserted into the back of the man's head, and it came out of its mouth, and then it was picked up by a huge force and thrown to the side.

Yuan Xinghan was splashed with blood all over his face, breathing heavily, and found that it was Qin Kun who came.

"Director Qin, what's going on?!"

Qin Kun didn't speak, and punched Yuan Xinghan hard in the forehead, and Yuan Xinghan was knocked out.

When he came back to his senses, he was still sitting on the ground in front of the wall, with no blood on his face, and the tourists around him were still weaving.

Behind him, a young man puffed out a cigarette, looked at the wall in front of him in confusion and said, "This thing is weird." ”

Qin Kun!

Yuan Xinghan ignored the pain in his forehead, shrank beside Qin Kun, and said in shock: "Director Qin, what is going on?" ”

Qin Kun had only experienced this situation once, and guessed in a low voice: "The causal line here seems to be wrong...... Time is messing up. And it's a realm within a realm, and you're pulled into another place. ”

30 years ago, he experienced a wrong cause and effect line, the time span was wrong for a full 30 years, today, Yuan Xinghan's cause and effect line deviated by 1 hour, but what happened in it was enough to change the direction of some things after that.

Yuan Xinghan didn't understand Qin Kun's explanation, but when he heard that he was pulled into another place, he remembered the ghost makeup table in his father-in-law's house, shuddered, and asked, "Is it a ghost hitting the wall?!" ”

Qin Kun nodded, it wasn't necessarily a ghost, just now he accidentally discovered that the yin qi in the temple had suddenly skyrocketed, and Yuan Xinghan should have been pulled into another world by some Yin Cao power, or into other timelines.

"Amitabha, right and wrong, all are determined by heaven, the donor talks so eloquently, and argues about the truth in vain, isn't it bluffing the world?"

Behind him, an old monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe stepped forward and announced the Buddha's name.

Qin Kun saw that he was not young, he already had two white eyebrows, and this monk lowered his eyebrows in a humble manner, but Qin Kun could feel that he was looking at himself all the time.

"Master, there are strange things in your temple, and you don't want people to talk about them?" Qin Kun smoked a cigarette and snorted coldly.

"The monks don't talk nonsense, the small temple is not weird, and the weirdness is in the heart of the donor."

Qin Kun was stunned, isn't it weird?

The yin qi of this wall is already black, talking nonsense, master, you are the first!

Besides, when is this going on, you're fighting with me?

Qin Kun's face darkened, and he said unkindly: "Master, can you give me an explanation?" ”

The old monk was kind and kind-eyed, holding the monk's shelf, walked to the wall, and looked at the relief carving on the wall: "Explanation? Ra Wai Ra, Maha Crown, Di Liche, Closed Lot, Niriya. Do you understand it? Understood, is explained. ”

No way! What are these things? How would I understand!

Qin Kun was ready to be rough, the old monk had no ghost energy, but there were strange things in the temple, Qin Kun didn't think the old monk was a good character.

He rolled up his sleeves, and Yuan Xinghan suddenly grabbed Qin Kun and asked uncertainly, "What the master just said, but the six reincarnations?!" ”

The old monk looked at Yuan Xinghan with an approving expression: "Yes." ”

Yuan Xinghan's heart moved, just now the old monk recited Sanskrit, he had heard a friend mention, Luo Mourning Ra Nai Asura Dao, Maha Mian Credit Humanity, Bottom Chestnut Che Animal Path, Closed Hungry Ghost Dao, Niriya Hell Dao.

Six realms of reincarnation?

Qin Kun snapped his fingers: "It's only five just now, right?" ”

Yuan Xinghan was stunned for a moment, and calculated in his heart: "Indeed, there is no Heavenly Dao!" ”

Sanskrit, Qin Kun can't do it, but the six reincarnations, Qin Kun has heard it.

Cycle the Three Realms, Rotate the Four Lives.

This relief carving on the wall, Qin Kun has seen it before, gods and ghosts, strange and absurd, at first Qin Kun didn't know what it meant, thought it was a Buddhist protector ghost god, but he didn't expect that the carving was six ways!

However, a piece of the wall is missing, and the relief that belongs to the Heavenly Dao is missing.

"Heaven is impermanent, and the old gentleman smashed the relief of Heaven at the beginning, which is also the meaning. Master Qin, old gentleman, please reminisce about the past. ”

This sentence surprised Qin Kun.

Please...... I?

This old monk is 70 years old, what kind of old man has he become?

Qin Kun couldn't believe that the other party would know him.

This White Dragon Temple...... Could it be related to the three northern factions?

The bell just now, plus the white funeral street outside the temple, if it has anything to do with the Zhong family and the priest family......

So the old gentleman in the mouth of the old monk...... It can't be Zuo Jinchen's old madman, right?

"Who the hell is the old gentleman you are talking about?" Qin Kun was a little vigilant.

Qin Kun felt that if that old gentleman was Zuo Jinchen, he would run away without saying a word. Yang Shen in his heyday, as well as the three heads of Nanzong, all died because of each other, and he is not even a hair now, so he really doesn't want to see this kind of old monster.

The old monk spoke, and a name came out of his mouth, and the smile did not change.

After a long time, Qin Kun was shocked and said in a low voice: "That...... Let the master lead the way. ”

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