Hearing the sound of reading aloud, Ding Xiaocong's face was already distorted, these Huaxia languages were actually not very standard, with a thick accent, and this kind of accent, he had heard it. The moment he heard this voice, he concluded that he had guessed it beforehand, and the Gu Master had found it.

"Let's go!" Ding Xiaocong strode into the Buddha hall, took out a pistol and loaded the bullet, murderous!

Hua Hongying immediately opened his King Kong umbrella and protected Guo Yunxiang behind her, and the two of them also looked solemn.

"Okay, read it with me—I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere."

A clear voice came from inside, it was Yunhai Jushi, who was already surrounded by soldiers and police outside, but he didn't expect him to be so calm!

The reclining Buddha hall, entering the door is the huge reclining Buddha, contrary to the general reclining Buddha, this huge Buddha statue, is facing outward.

Ding Xiaocong quickened his pace with guns in both hands, hurriedly bypassing the reclining Buddha, and a picture that would not appear in the most terrible dreams was displayed in front of him.

In the direction facing the Buddha, there are small tables and small stools, and on each table and chair is a Chinese child of several years old. They were men and women, well-dressed, and more plain, all with their little hands behind their backs, sitting up straight, and reciting poetry.

At first glance, this is a very disciplined class, but if you look closely, you will see that all the children are glazed over, like puppets.

Such a big child is the time when his eyes are the purest and brightest, but these children have cloudy eyes and can't see a trace of reflection.

Opposite these children, with their backs to the bosom of the Big Buddha, stood a middle-aged man in a snow-white suit. He is like a responsible teacher, serious, gentle, meticulous, and elegant.

Sea of Clouds!

Yun Hai didn't seem to notice the arrival of the three of them at all, and continued to teach, "Okay, let's read the last two sentences, I'll read it once, and you read it once - the sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall." ”

The voice of the sea of clouds is subdued and frustrated, and the voice is full of emotion and is quite magnetic.

All the children immediately followed along: "The sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers fall and know the ......"

Looking at this extremely tragic scene, Ding Xiaocong's eyes widened, his mind was "buzzing", he subconsciously covered his temples with both hands, the pistol immediately went off, and a bullet shot out of the chamber broke through the roof.

Yun Hai was shocked at this time, turned his head to look over, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Don't affect our class, please go out!" ”

The sound of gunfire interrupted the children's reading, and they all closed their mouths and sat motionless on their stools, their expressions unchanged.

"These kids...... Child! Guo Yunxiang exclaimed and trembled, these children are obviously wrong!

None of the children could hear the gunshots and did not respond.

Hua Hongying's eyes were quick, and she grabbed Guo Yunxiang, who wanted to rush over, and roared in a deep voice: "Don't move!" These children have all lost their souls, and they are afraid that they have ......."

"What are you talking about?" Yun Hai's brows tightened, and anger welled up on his face.

Ding Xiaocong raised his hand, stopped in front of Lao Hua and Ruxiang, took them a step back, closed his eyes, and began to chant softly.

Hearing this ghostly chanting, Yunhai Layman's face gradually sank.

Ding Xiaocong has been tracking these murdered children since Qing Dan, but he didn't expect that they were all in this bustling Banku. Singing and singing, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Ding Xiaocong's closed eyes.

Finally found it! Rest in peace......

The children have no soul, but there is still instinct in their bodies, and with Ding Xiaocong's chanting, all the children's bodies made a strange "rustling" sound.

Yunhai no longer spoke, but calmed down, and did not stop Ding Xiaocong's chanting.

The ghost sound became more and more grotesque, and a dark wind blew in the Buddha hall.

As the wind swept by, the children began to slowly raise their heads, their little heads tilted to an eerie degree, and then opened their mouths.

One after another, the black insects crawled out of the children's mouths and gathered towards the sea of clouds, and the "rustling" sound of their claws scratching the ground made people's scalps tingle.

As soon as the worm crawled out, the children fell to the ground with their eyes wide open, and their little soulless bodies finally rested.

The sound of "poof" was endless, Guo Yunxiang was stopped behind by two men, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, watching one child after another freeze on the floor, with a desperate and painful "woo" sound in her throat, and she was already in tears.

All the children are dead, they can't do anything.

Lao Hua has always been very calm, but when she saw this scene, her eyes were on fire, and her heart was about to explode.

The Gu worms returned to the river, and they all gathered at the foot of the sea of clouds, as if a dark futon had been laid under him.

"Hehe, the ghost and witch heir, it's really extraordinary." The sea of clouds was completely light at this time, he smiled and shook his head, as if laughing at himself, and then waved his hand.

As if they had received an order, those Gu worms immediately moved away from under his feet, ran in a line and climbed up to the Buddha shrine, and got into the mouth of the huge reclining Buddha.

"It seems that this Banku can't stay." Yun Hai sighed, looking a little lonely.

"Your Excellency is the Gu Master?" Hua Hongying held back her anger and took a step forward to ask.

In fact, the answer was already obvious, but he still wanted to hear the other party admit it with his own ears.

Things have come to this point, Yun Hai is very refreshed, and nodded indifferently, "Someone does call me that." ”

Yunnan seemed to be aroused, walked up among the corpses of children in one place, and began to speak slowly, as if to the three of them, as if talking to himself.

"I was originally from southern China, born in a family of witches, and was inherited by the ancients." Speaking of this, he glanced at Ding Xiaocong and sighed, "It's a pity that the descendants of our evil witches will never be recognized by you orthodox witches, it's a pity!" ”

Speaking of this, his words turned to anger, "Later, I joined the army to resist Japan, and I was also enthusiastic at that time, but what was the result? I was abandoned in the Savage Mountains, alone with poisonous insects, and had to deal with the Japanese invaders, struggling to survive, and finally I couldn't even get an official name, and I couldn't go back to my homeland...... I hate! ”

"Nonsense!" Guo Yunxiang was furious, "You love and hate whoever you hate, but you shouldn't harm these children, the crimes you have committed should be burned with flames and a thousand knives!" ”

After scolding, Guo Yunxiang grabbed a large handful of yellow powder from the bag she was carrying and splashed it vigorously at Yunhai. The powder was still in the air, and it burned with a "boom" and turned into a raging flame.

Yunhai's figure flashed, easily dodged, stood in the arms of the sleeping Buddha, and smiled, "Don't say right or wrong, do you really think that you can defeat me with just a few of you?" ”