Walking into the temple, the first thing Daoist Zhao Wumian said was: "There is a problem here!" ”

The temple door is small, there is King Kong guarding the door, two corpses, one is lying under King Kong's Dharma Gong, the brain is sparse, and the other is hanging on the Buddha fork of King Kong, the expression is terrifying, all of them are foreign.

Qin Kun took a deep breath, not to mention that there was a problem, there was a big problem.

Before he had walked a few steps, he saw four dead bodies, and there were pilgrims in the temple.

Can't the pilgrims see the corpses?

The temple is divided into five courtyards, although the incense is not full, but there are also elegant people who visit the ancient times to pay homage, five or six polite old men and middle-aged people, take pictures here with cameras.

"Don't make a noise, just find someone. Take these runes and paste them, you go together, don't be left alone. ”

A few vajra talismans were given by Qin Kun to Cang Yi to grow them, and Cang Yi was stunned, brocade paper! This is a top-level rune paper, as for this rune, he can't understand it, but it must be a treasure.

The five of them went to the side courtyard, while Qin Kun paid attention to the surroundings.

There was nothing special about the cold front yard, but in addition to the temple gate and under the two King Kong statues, Qin Kun also found a corpse, which was dead in the Medicine Buddha Hall. The statues enshrined in the temple are messy, mottled and broken, but there are many Buddha halls, and there are many unknown statues enshrined.

The common denominator is that the statues that look a little cleaner have dead people in the temple.

Qin Kun came to a large hall again, in which a red-robed man was enshrined, with a clean face, sharp eyes, and a body full of momentum like a superior who held the power of life and death.

"Sure enough, there's a corpse here, too."

Qin Kun saw the statue sitting there with a sword and a horse, stepping on a dead corpse under his feet, the deceased had a yellow beard, and his upper body was naked, revealing the tattoo of an inverted five-pointed star, and he was shocked to die, as if he did not expect that he would die.

Outside, a group of elegant tourists happened to walk in, and the old man led by him smiled, stroked his beard and said: "Sure enough, it is a strange temple, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all offered, and this is also for an official." Guess who this person is? ”

Another middle-aged man said: "It's not difficult to guess that you are persistent and reluctant." ”

The third person didn't seem to guess it, and muttered: "Ming-style dress, this person has a clean face and no beard, but the official authority is from the inside out, I'm afraid it's a big man." ”

The fourth person was in a trance, and smiled: "I know." ”

The fifth old man raised his hand and said, "Don't say it yet, it's good to ask the young man." ”

Qin Kun was muttering where the Black Soul Sect guys were hiding, when a group of middle-aged people and old men suddenly stopped themselves.

"Little brother, but you're here to visit the temple to worship the Buddha?"

Qin Kun ignored them, his nose moved, and there was a smell of blood nearby.

"Hey, what are you going to do, Liu Lao asked you."

Qin Kun was stunned, turned his head stiffly, and said with a dry smile: "Seniors, there is a problem in this temple, can you leave first?" A few farmhouses nearby are doing well, why don't you go to eat fish and chant poetry? ”

I, Nima, am dead! If you don't see it, forget it, why do you have the heart to guess who is here?! Can't you feel how eerie it is here?

"Why are you so impetuous at such a young age?" The middle-aged man who stopped Qin Kun was a little dissatisfied.

Qin Kun took a deep breath and replied, "Seniors, I don't read much, please spare me." ”

"Okay, Shu Ming, young people have their own hobbies for young people, what to do for future generations."

The old man who was the leader smiled with a smile, although he said politely, Qin Kun could see that the old man's eyes still had some regret.

Qin Kun was holding back a breath in his heart, and he was looked down upon by others, and no one was convinced.

He raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't you seniors just want to know who he is, what's so difficult about this?" ”

What's so hard?

We've all guessed who he is, but it's hard to see if you're good or not!

Several people looked at Qin Kun, not knowing what trick he was playing.

Suddenly, I found that this young man's momentum changed, his eyes were cold, and his voice was like a bell.

"Tell them who you are!"

The atmosphere stiffened for two seconds, and the corners of Liu Lao's mouth twitched, shaking his head and leaving first.

A few middle-aged men and old men also followed, didn't say much, pointed to their brains with their fingers, looked at Qin Kun again, sighed, and went out.

Alas, the world is declining, and ancient learning is not thriving.

On the altar, after those people went out, the statue suddenly shook its body, its eyes rolled suddenly, and it looked at Qin Kun's aggressive gaze with low eyebrows, as if it was a little frightened, and a voice echoed from the hall: "I am Wei Zhongxian, a nine-thousand-year-old Ming Dynasty!" ”

Liu Lao, who walked out of the hall, was stunned and a little relieved: "It's still a little knowledgeable, but it's too naughty." ”

A few old men who mistakenly thought that Qin Kun's brain was not good also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I just play this kind of flower, but I have some knowledge." ”

This group of people thought that Qin Kun was deliberately pinching his throat to imitate a eunuch to speak, but they only felt that this young man was a little interesting.

A group of people left with contempt, and Qin Kun also knew that he couldn't wash it up, this behavior was not the second middle school, it was the second special middle school. Qin Kun glanced at the statue with a dark face, complaining in his heart why the other party didn't speak up earlier, while the statue looked at Qin Kun in horror, just now he didn't know where he had lost his official authority.

Qin Kun had a cold face and changed the subject: "How many accomplices does this guy you killed?" ”

The statue replied dryly: "At that time, three entered the temple, and two ran away." There are many people who have not entered the temple outside. ”

"Why can't those Yang people see these dead?"

"The master said and laughed, the mirror has a mirror spirit, the shadow has a shadow spirit, and the mirage has a mirage, and the temple naturally has a temple spirit, and in my temple, can these yang people still see these things? The little white has been enshrined for so many years. ”

Talking is naturally a little ghost, in order to collect incense to sit in the statue, the temple spirit is also a parasitic ghost, in order not to scatter, can only stay in the statue, when the statue is demolished or no incense, naturally disappears.

This old ghost is quite honest, Qin Kun nodded: "How many guys like you are there in this temple?" ”

"That's not much, a dozen or so, compared to other temples and Taoist temples, it's much less."

"Where's the Iron Zen Master in the temple?"

"I don't know, the small cultivation is insufficient, the incense is not abundant, and I can't step out of the main hall yet. Naturally, I don't know where the old monk is. ”

Out of the main hall, Qin Kun walked to the back wing.

The wing room of the Ranzen Temple is clean and tidy, but the bed board is covered with oil, and the few futons are shiny and shiny.

They took a turn and came back.

"Qin is in charge, and there is no one in the side courtyard."

"We went to the backyard for a walk, and there was only one Vedic hall, and we didn't see anyone."

The meeting in the wing room, several people summarized the situation of the investigation, the five courtyards of the temple, a total of eighteen people died, all of them were foreign faces, but none of the remnants of the Black Soul Sect appeared.

They thought they had pounced on this time, but they accidentally smelled a scent.

"Hey, that's ...... Perfume? ”

Qin Kun nodded: "People should stay here, but now they are just not there." The old ghost in the West Bridge of Science and Technology said that this group of people is refining corpses, I'm afraid, they should hide near Yin Xue somewhere, and they won't come back until night. There's something strange about this temple, and I'm going to keep a vigil here all night. You go to Woodbridge Town and pick me up at any time. ”

"You're alone? It's not okay......" After listening to Qin Kun's suggestion, Chief Cang was a little worried.

"If I can't win, I can still run, there's nothing bad about it."