Mr. Lu looked at the large and small temples and said, "The Evil Bodhisattva Temple is much smaller than this. ”

He looked at the little old man. said: "You Liucheng, it's really interesting, it's actually built in the middle of a bunch of temples, is it very comfortable to live like this?" ”

The little old man sighed and said, "These temples were not built by us, but by your master. ”

Mr. Lu glanced at the little old man and said thoughtfully, "My master? What is he doing building so many temples here? ”

The little old man said, "How do we know, maybe we are worried that we will take it back." He stayed here for less than a month, but the trend of building temples here has not stopped, and it is estimated that he made an explanation when he left. Workers are arranged. ”

We followed the little old man inside. Each small temple is lit with two lanterns. These lights flickered constantly in the night. It's like a star in the sky.

I followed the little old man for a while, and the more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that all temples in the world should sit north and face south to show respect, but this is not the case with the statues in this small temple, they are all facing east.

The little old man seemed to see my doubts, and said, "They are looking in the direction." There are hundreds of temples here, right in the middle of them. They will be fenced around, hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at it. ”

The little old man sighed and said, "There are many temples in the world. Most of them are not real immortals, but foxes and ghosts possessed on them, pretending to be immortals, and enjoying some incense. But in this place, there have never been foxes and fairies. Except for our eight siblings, to be exact. No one dared to come. After all, they are immortals, above board, and we are ghosts after all, sneaky. Being surrounded by them in the middle was really scary. Although he knew that they were just statues, he still couldn't control himself. ”

I said, "You feel like you've entered a haunted house." I know it's all fake, I have no life, and I'm still scared to death. ”

The little old man nodded again and again and said, "Yes, that's how it feels." ”

After walking for a while, he pointed to a temple of Guanyin and said, "That pregnant woman came to worship God with a big belly that day. And we eight brothers happen to be nearby. It was at that time that I met Sister Hua. After some conversation, I knew that she had some connection with Brother Zhao. At that time, we were about to look for Mr. Lu, and I suddenly had a plan, so I arranged the incident a few months ago. ”

A few of us didn't smile and didn't say a word.

At this time, the little old man suddenly stopped moving forward.

I asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The little old man said, "There are some strange places in the statue of the god further forward......"

I asked, "What's weird?" ”

The little old man pointed to the temple behind us and said, "These small temples are the first temples, and then the statues of the gods that we bought were moved into the temple. But the front one is different, the front one has a statue of the god first, and then a temple is built around the statue. ”

I looked at the little old man and said, "Is the difference in this order important?" ”

The little old man smiled bitterly and said, "You don't understand. The statues in front were left by Daochang Lu's master. There are some special marks on it, and there seem to be some Dao masters sealed inside, several of you are all people from the Dao Gate, naturally there is nothing to go in, but I am a ghost ......"

Xue Qian smiled: "You shouldn't dare to go in, right?" ”

The little old man said: "If you go in, you dare to go in, but you have to make some preparations." ”

Then he sat down and began to work slowly. I felt that the yin qi between heaven and earth was slowly enveloping the little old man. It's like a person who is going to dive and take a deep breath.

The little old man's breath was very long, and we waited for more than ten minutes, and we were a little impatient.

I looked back and saw the rest of the seven ghosts standing on the ground, relaxed and indifferent. I couldn't help but say: "I thought that since the little old man was the eldest of the eight ghosts, his skills should be the strongest, but now it seems that this is not the case." ”

Xue Qian asked curiously, "How did you see that they hadn't fought again?" ”

I said, "There's something special about the little temple in front. If the little old man wants to go in, he needs to gather yin qi, and the few people behind us don't have to do this, doesn't this mean that they are more powerful? ”

The third sister smiled at me and said, "Brother Zhao, you guessed wrong, in fact, our eldest brother's ability is much higher than ours." As for why we don't gather the yin qi, because even if we do, it's useless. ”

It dawned on me, "You won't go in after a while?" ”

The third sister nodded: "That place is too dangerous for us, so we will wait for you outside." ”

When I heard the third sister say this, I suddenly felt very relieved in my heart. I just think that in this way, the possibility of being plotted by them is greatly reduced. Although the eight ghosts of Liucheng have always been righteous and awe-inspiring, they are indispensable to defend against people. It's better to be careful.

At this time, the little old man had already finished gathering the yin qi. I felt a chill on him. I couldn't help but stand in the distance.

The little old man pointed to the front and said, "Let's go." His voice was small, as if he was worried that the yin qi in his body had escaped as he spoke.

We followed the little old man two steps, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if someone was watching us.

I looked around, and then I realized that the statues here were no longer the same as outside, and they were no longer staring at the center. Instead, they flickered left and right, looking in either direction. And I've found that no matter where you stand, there's at least one idol staring at you.

The little old man pointed to the idol and whispered, "You see, they don't offer the platform. ”

If there is a temple and then a statue of a god, the statue must be on the altar to show respect. But here is different, the statues of the gods are placed directly on the ground, and the eaves of the small temple are very wide, the temple door is very high, and the water outlet is even carefully dug in the door, as if it is worried about the water inside.

I was looking at the small temple and was fascinated, when suddenly I felt that the statue of the god had become blurred. It was as if there was a layer of fog all around. I was taken aback and hurriedly went to look at my hands, but at this time, I couldn't even see my hands clearly.

I looked around, and Mr. Lu and the others were long gone. I immediately panicked and shouted, "Mr. Lu, where are you?" ”

I thought it would be the same as before, but Mr. Lu was silent. However, Mr. Lu's answer was heard not far away. It's just that the voice is a little quiet, a little muffled, as if it was shouted out from hiding under the quilt.

I was shocked: Is the fog so thick that it can isolate the sound? Sucked into the lungs, is this worth it? Who knows what this thing is, whether it's poisonous or not.

I thought like this, and my eyes couldn't see anything anymore. My field of vision was full of white mist, and the large and small halos distributed in the mist, which were the lights in the temple.

I simply closed my eyes and tried not to breathe, but it didn't take long for me to fail.

I stood on the ground, carefully recalled the sound just now, found a direction, and felt it that way. I hope to find Mr. Lu and Xue Qian, three blind people are better than one blind man.

I shouted their names as I walked that way. At first, my voice came a few paces away, and then later, it almost sluffled my face. I sighed in my heart: the fog must be getting worse here, and I'm afraid that in a little while I will have to suffocate here.

I fumbled a few more steps forward, and sure enough, I felt a little depressed. I simply squatted down, took off my shirt, and wrapped my head. Sure enough, it was better. But I know it's just a stopgap measure. In a few moments, I'm going to die.

I squatted on the ground for a while, feeling a little tired, so I naturally sat down and crossed my legs. These movements are usually done proficiently, and then it should be the method of vomiting that Mr. Lu taught me