Bai Shisan watched all this quietly in the corner of Li Xiuyuan's consciousness.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan also noticed that something was wrong with the monks in the temple, although they were polite to themselves, they always felt that there was still a trace of jealousy hidden in their eyes.

It's like he's some kind of beast.

"Where's my father?" Li Xiuyuan pushed open the window, his tone anxious with a hint of unkindness.

The two little monks who were guarding the window moved to the side, a few more distances away from the window.

"Amitabha. ”

The host of the red robe lowered his eyes and slowly walked from the darkness, the lights in the temple were dim, and Li Xiuyuan looked at the old monk vigilantly.

"Host. The two little monks were also relieved to see their own host coming, and the burden in their hearts was much smaller, and they had the backbone.

"Where's my father, let me go. Li Xiuyuan said in a deep voice again, after he was comforted to sleep by the woman, he woke up like this.

His parents are missing, and he seems to have been imprisoned by this group of monks of unknown origin.

Li Yuanwai and his wife have already gone back, and before leaving, they handed over the son to the old monk to take care of. ”

The old host was nearly half a hundred years old, holding the Buddha beads in his right hand, and his left hand in front of him to salute Li Xiuyuan.

"You're farting! Good life care is your kind of care? The door is sealed, and the window is guarded by a monk who knows martial arts, you call it imprisonment!"

The monks outside the window stood in a row, and every second monk had torches in his hands, and there were about a dozen young monks.

The torches shone on the small wooden house where Li Xiuyuan was, faintly glowing dark red. The unclear light reflected on Li Xiuyuan's iron green face, which looked a little weird.

There is a crescent moon hanging upside down in the sky, and the water in the temple is clear and clear, without the slightest embellishment.

"Stand back!"

The host raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xiuyuan solemnly.

Evil qi is related to all negative emotions, and the more irritable Li Xiuyuan is, the faster it wakes up.

The current old host can clearly feel that the evil qi in Li Xiuyuan's body has rioted, and his little bit of Buddhism is simply difficult to suppress this "natural disaster".

"Formation!"

The old host shouted, and the monks who had been lined up around him stood around the cabin in a specific direction, faintly forming a Buddhist sect to punish evil spirits.

The surrounding monks all closed their eyes lightly, and their mouths were chanting obscure scriptures quickly or slowly, and the rhythm of the scriptures had already angered the evil qi hidden in Li Xiuyuan's body.

The evil spirit rioted, and the whole room trembled.

At this moment, a miniature pentagram in the room suddenly lit up with a faint light.

The old host opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed with golden light, and his wide robe fluttered in the wind. The rickety old man, who was originally over half a hundred years old, actually rose a few points.

"King Kong suppresses demons!" The old host whispered softly, and his whole body was dyed with a layer of golden glaze like Buddha light when his qi and blood were agitated.

The old host rushed into the house from the window, and with a punch of King Kong Arhat, he blasted towards the rampaging Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan was completely demonized, and a thick dead aura lingered all over his body.

The dead air condensed, like an abyss chain, heading towards the old host.

"How many people have you harmed, this demon!" When the old host was chained, he at least saw nearly a hundred resentful spirits rushing towards him.

These souls were all locked in Li Xiuyuan's body, and they could not be reborn forever!

"How many innocent people have you killed as human monks! What are you talking about with different positions on justice! Give me death!"

Li Xiuyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and opened his mouth so wide that he wanted to swallow the head of the old host in one bite.

The old host silently looked at the big mouth of blood basin stretched out towards him, and there was a faint flash of green lotus in his eyes.

"King Kong is angry!" The old host has a clear conscience all his life, and in the face of the bewitchment of resentful spirits, he can't find the slightest demon.

With this roar, the old host's figure swelled a little more, directly shattering the resentful soul chains wrapped around him.

All this flashed in Bai Shisan's eyes, and in his eyes, both the old host and Li Xiuyuan had left the category of human beings.

It was a battle between two humanoid tyrannosaurs.

Li Xiuyuan is not afraid of death, and the old host is even more unscrupulous.

The power fluctuations of the two were raging, but they couldn't destroy this small wooden house.

The monks chanting outside were all as white as paper, and an elderly monk shouted, "Senior brother, is it okay?"

The Buddha's light on the old host's body was dimmed by Li Xiuyuan, and it took a lot of blood to suppress Li Xiuyuan's endless evil spirit.

"Tianluo Sutra!" The old host gritted his teeth and slammed a punch into his heart, and the blood spit out of his mouth turned into a fog.

The old host also aged a lot all of a sudden, and between he made a seal with his hands, and quickly drew a few scriptures on the blood mist.

Suddenly, the Buddha in the house was full of light, and Li Xiuyuan flew out upside down like a cannonball after being struck by lightning, and hit the wall of the wooden house.

All the monks outside also vomited blood, and they were able to stabilize the wooden house.

At this moment, the five-pointed star array in the room that shone with a slight glow also suddenly shone brightly, and when it flew up, it entered Li Xiuyuan's body, successfully suppressing Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan, who was imprisoned in the magic circle, looked at the surrounding monks viciously.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

When the demon suppression was over, the old host sat down on the ground, his skin rough like tree bark, and there was still the previous luster.

"Ahem...... It's a pity that my qualifications are mediocre, and I can't do more than second-rate penance in my life. This demon has harmed more than 100 people, and it is already difficult for us to surrender.

If his body dies, his soul will not perish, and this place will be forbidden. But if he doesn't die, he is a demon for the evil side. ”

Everyone was silent, and the old host was dragging his junior brother's cuffs, with a large amount of blood in his mouth and fragments of internal organs coughing up.

He had never shown such a vicious look in his life, and he was unwilling to say: "Demons and demons are in trouble, mortals are suffering, Buddha, why!"

The old master did not close his eyes until he died, and before he died, he had doubts about the Dharma that he had practiced all his life.

If the heavens have eyes, if the Buddha has eyes, why should he abandon his followers?

If the Buddha is willing to borrow the Dharma, why does he need to use his heart and blood to guide him?

After the death of the old host, the monks in the temple did not abandon the temple, but still kept company with demons.

Every day, five monks with profound Dharma skills sit in the array of pentagram stars and chant sutras.

The evil qi in Li Xiuyuan's body was also slowly purified because of this, and finally disappeared.

But the fact that Li Xiuyuan is a fallen head still can't be changed, and his habit of eating blood and food has always remained.

According to the literature, if the head of the fallen man is separated from his body at night, he can be killed by covering his body with a quilt.

Or directly put Li Xiuyuan into an absolutely closed environment, so that his head can't fly out.

But after all, these are difficult for these monks to decide, after all, there is Li Yuanwai.

Li Yuanwai came to the temple as promised, but the first thing he got was the news of the death of the old host.

And the disappearance cases of the city's population within a radius of ten miles are all related to Li Xiuyuan. Many people have already seen Li Xiuyuan's head flying up at night, hunting and killing civilians everywhere.

At first, he still knew to go far away, but recently, even someone in Lijiazhuang has disappeared.

In Lijiazhuang, who doesn't know him the eldest son of the Li family? Before dawn, the threshold of Li Yuan's family was broken.

Li Yuanwai also practiced martial arts in his early years, and he was so angry that he didn't know how many tables he was afraid of breaking.

"Evil obstacles!" Li Yuanwai looked at Li Xiuyuan, who was locked in the room, couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and slapped Li Xiuyuan in the face.

A few front teeth fell out, and Li Xiuyuan yelled viciously: "I wrote to ask you to take me home! Not for you to abuse me with this group of crazy people! They all say that I am crazy, but I am not crazy! It's your fault!"

Li Yuanwai shook his head, walked to the spiritual seat of the old host and knelt down for an afternoon.

He wiped his tears and bowed to every monk in the main hall.

"It's my blessing, and this demon can't escape the prefect's judgment in the end. I want to leave the last dignity for my Li family, can you ask the masters to surpass him!"

The rest of the monks, you look at me, I look at you, and chant the scriptures.

One night, the monk found that this Li Xiuyuan was different from other Luotou people, and he was conscious when he ate people.

Ancient books record that a general's maid was a fallen head, and one night her head flew up, wandering around unconsciously, and she woke up the next day without knowing it.

But Li Xiuyuan is conscious, and it can be said that he is pretending to be these days! Taking advantage of the innocence of those who do not know, he is also a victim of being sent down to the head spirit, to pull the compassion of the monks and not to kill him.

The monks of the monastery who knew the truth finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly forgot the old host's instructions before his death.

Li Xiuyuan, who did not have an evil spirit, was not the opponent of the monks of the temple at all, and he was caught in three or two clicks.

The monks in the temple were unwilling to kill themselves, so they threw Li Xiuyuan into the well and sealed the manhole cover.

Bai Shisan, who had Li Xiuyuan's consciousness, could also feel the cold well water around him slowly soaking the pain in his body.

It can be said that this kind of death is extremely long and painful.

Li Xiuyuan told that every day should not be called the earth and the earth, and watched his body being soaked and bleeding.

A strong sense of hunger swept over Li Xiuyuan, and he drank well water desperately.

At this time, the well water had been stained with his pus and blood, but he still drank it desperately.

Drink until your stomach swells like a ball, and it still doesn't stop.

The well water had already soaked Li Xiuyuan's skin to fester, and in some places even exposed his internal organs.

If you have to compare Li Xiuyuan's state at this time, it is a soaked biscuit.

His skin, his stomach, was not as tough as it used to be. With a large amount of well water entering his stomach, his body finally reached its limit.

Boom!

Li Xiuyuan's body exploded, red and white mixed together, and there was a foul smell coming from the well.

The stench was unbearable for the monks in the temple.

One day at noon, everyone took away the bluestone slab pressed at the mouth of the well, and the cold breath rose to the sky.

The extremely strong resentment turned into a lingering yin wind that hung in the temple all day long.

Li Xiuyuan's devoured resentful soul was not controlled, and he wandered around the temple all day and night.

This is also the reason why the temples close their doors at night.

Because you never know if it's a human or a ghost knocking on the door.

Li Xiuyuan's head swirled in the dark red well water, but it didn't rot, and the weird curvature at the corner of his mouth really looked like a big living person smiling at you at first glance.

The monks of the temple were frightened and went to a nearby town to buy several jars of wine and sprinkled it into the well water.

The skyrocketing fire burned and extinguished, and it took three full days to go back and forth, day and night. Finally, the well water was burned along with Li Xiuyuan's body.

Finally, the wellhead was sealed with a heavy bluestone slab.

Bai Thirteen's eyes flickered, and he returned to the dilapidated wooden house where the original smell of corpse decay was restored.

He gasped for breath, and the whole person experienced Li Xiuyuan's despair of waiting for death.

Ordinary people who fall into this place, it is estimated that they have not encountered ghosts, and they are tortured and crazy first.

The final fate of the monks in the temple Bai Thirteen didn't see it, and just when he, like the group of monks, thought that the matter was over, there was a knock on the door.