Yun Qiang asked, do you want the brothers to simply smash the four walls to see clearly? This temple is not big, the walls have been smashed, and there are really any hidden organs that will definitely be exposed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is the pure land of Buddhism, you can't make a mistake, brothers come back, I know that most of you Mongolians also believe in ****, you go in and worship, I'll find it myself." ”

"Master, how do you understand people so well? hehe...... This Yellow Temple is located on the top of Bayan Ula Mountain, it must be very spiritual, we have long wanted to come to the fiasco, and now you can be regarded as you gave us this opportunity. With that, Yun Qiang immediately took out incense candles and fruit offerings from his bag.

Wushuang surrounded the four walls of the small temple less than 200 meters in size, looking for all the clues that could be seen, but found nothing except the rich demonic aura in the temple.

It stands to reason that this Buddhist temple enshrines the Da Luo Immortal Buddha, all the evil demons must retreat three feet, but this place seems to have long been forgotten by the Buddha, everything is full of a layer of mysterious evil energy, Wushuang is bold and careful, but it is inevitable to walk on thin ice everywhere and be cautious, even the temple wall does not dare to touch at will.

Strange, the old lama was stolen and died in the temple, so he had to leave a corpse behind, right? This yellow temple is very well preserved, and even the offering table on the offering table has not been stolen by wild beasts in the mountains, how could the corpse disappear? Could it be something else?

Wushuang found nothing, and sat on the stone steps in front of the main hall with his head down.

The piety of the Mongolian people is not understandable to ordinary people, they kneel on the futon to bow to the Buddha statue of the Buddha with five bodies on the ground, and pray in their mouths, although Wushuang does not understand, but maybe they are praying for the safety of their families.

"Master, do you want to pray for Miss Ma? I have long heard that the Yellow Temple in Bayan Ula Mountain has a miracle, and the Buddha responds to his requests, but not everyone is destined to find it here. Yun Qiang handed Wushuang three incense sticks.

"Worship, I don't believe in that. Wushuang leaned against the door, thinking in his heart, why did the lama who used to stick to the Yellow Temple want to become a monk here? This mountain is very demonic, but it is not formed in a day or two, he is practicing here alone, if ordinary people have been swallowed alive by this group of goblins, can he wait until the Eagle Lord starts?

He casually looked up at the bottle of Buddha, this Buddha statue is nothing too special, and it is not a golden Buddha, it is really not worth mentioning for him, a captain who touches gold. From the point of view of religion, if they do not believe in these feudal superstitions, it is not that they are not superstitious, but that they have no faith.

"Shhh...... It's strange......" he muttered as he stared at the Buddha's fat and serene face.

"Master, what's strange, aren't all Buddha statues like this?" Yun Qiang disagreed.

"I can't say it either, anyway, this Buddha statue looks weird, is it an expression? You see, how do I think he is not a smiling Buddha. ”

I don't know if you have noticed that although the Buddha statue enshrined in the temple is expressionless on the surface, because the Da Luo Immortal Buddha does not have seven emotions and six desires, and naturally there is no joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. But if you look closely, the more you look, the more you feel that the Buddha is smiling at you, smiling very kindly, and the people watching are warm.

And in this bottle of Buddha statue, Wushuang didn't find the hidden good smile, not that he didn't laugh badly. The facial expressions and muscles are vivid, there is no big difference from other temples, just look inside, look at the soul of this Buddha statue, the more you look at it, the more you feel that the Buddha is not only not smiling, but also slightly crying, people look at the eyes of the whole no comfortable feeling, but the heart is very heavy, he does not have the kind of Buddha should have the sacredness and peace.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. "Wushuang still didn't find any problems in the end.

"Put your heart in your stomach, this is the Yellow Temple, where do the evil people dare to make a mistake in front of the Buddha? Besides, if it is really a goblin, it is impossible to transform into the appearance of the Buddha?" Yun Qiang said.

There is no way to believe in your sixth sense, people's sixth sense is the intuition without a head, just like you are walking on the road, and you see a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks on the opposite side, your first impression is that this is definitely not a good person, although you did not speak, there is no intersection, but from then on, even if you put a steel stamp in the middle of someone's head, the second meeting, the third meeting...... Even after you get to know each other, no matter how much he shows favor to you and dedicates himself to you, you will feel that he is not a good person, which is a typical sixth sense. But I have to say that if your sixth sense is accurate, it's okay, if it's not, it's a big mistake.

Wushuang looked at the eyes of the Buddha statue, if he came from the hands of a famous artist, the eyes of the Buddha statue must be expressive, and you can see the compassion of the Buddha in his eyes. But this bottle of Buddha does not have these in the eyes, of course, this is a small temple in the mountains, and there will definitely be no current carving master who will come here to run for him.

But at least there is always a chill in the Buddha's eyes, right? There is a cold air in the eyes of this bottle, and the peerless people shiver when they see it.

Just as he was fascinated by it, he suddenly felt a yin wind coming from behind him, he turned around suddenly, and a white shadow swept his body and flew into the temple. When I turned around again, I saw a chubby child wearing a red belly pocket, sitting barefoot on the head of the Buddha statue with his buttocks pouting and giggling at him.

"Blasphemy, grandma, I really can't stand you!" Yun Qiang picked up his shotgun and pulled the trigger on the top of the Buddha's head.

It's just that this shot went down, and the kid didn't say anything, but the bullet grazed the cheek of the Buddha statue and flew over, directly wiping a large piece of the paint mud on the face of the Buddha statue.

"Oh mom, sins and sins, Buddha atonements!" he reverently knelt in front of the Buddha statue to plead guilty. The little fat boy laughed even more happily, as if he was laughing at Yun Qiang.

"Huh?" Wushuang narrowed his eyes, his attention was not on the strange child, but on the face of the Buddha statue, this Buddha statue really had a problem, I saw that the face of the Buddha statue was broken by a bullet patent leather, and what leaked out of it was not a black stone, nor a plaster, but bright red blood, blood droplets flowed out of the small opening on the face of the Buddha statue little by little, it was in a semi-solidified state, the first class was a large section, and it dried up before it flowed to the ground.

Everyone was frightened, thinking that Yun Qiang had really angered the Immortal Buddha, and the Buddha had to blame him for the manifestation. Everyone knelt in front of the Buddha statue and prayed, saying that the incident was all caused by the child who didn't know whether to live or die, and it couldn't all be blamed on the big cabinet.