"Hmph, you're sincere!"

Qi Jingzhi saw that this guy's life was only in an instant, but he didn't have the slightest intention of repentance, so he also extinguished the trace of pity that had just risen in his heart, and asked a second question: "What's the matter with this god statue in the temple?" ”

Perhaps because a person was about to die, and there was no scruple at all, the young monk opened his eyes again, but he knew everything.

"The Taoist priest is not all a deception, after the little monk turned into a tiger, his five senses and mood changed greatly, and he did have some extraordinary means, he could see many things that he could not see before, and he could even turn the dead spirit into a ghost to drive him at will. A few days ago, the little monk encountered a strong enemy and escaped by luck, because the tiger skin was somewhat damaged, and finally regained a trace of sanity. ”

Relying on this swivel of sanity, the little monk escaped from Nangang and entered the temple by mistake. At that time, the closer I got to the main hall, the more disgusted and terrified I became, as if there was my nemesis of natural enemies inside. I hadn't eaten a human for several days, and when humanity prevailed, I had the idea of getting rid of the tiger's skin. ”

The young monk lying in a pool of blood whispered, and a look of remembrance flashed in his eyes: "So, the little monk walked into this hall without hesitation. As expected, the residual divine power in this temple statue can really suppress the tiger skin! ”

"After that, I suffered in this temple for several days, and at last the skin began to fade slowly. But at this critical juncture, the donor was attracted here by the old fox. Alas, after all, the little monk has done too many sins and is riddled with bad karma, and once the calamity comes, there is no way to hide! ”

Qi Jingzhi nodded, and was about to speak, when a crisp "click" sound suddenly came from behind him.

Immediately after, one after another, countless "click" sounds continued into a piece, converging into a deafening roar.

Qi Jingzhi jumped off the platform without hesitation, and then turned around to look.

I saw that countless shocking cracks appeared on the headless god statue!

These dense like spider webs, and the silver light that originally covered the idol was as bright and indefinite as a candle in the wind.

The young monk also noticed the change in the idol, and his face changed several times, and it looked quite complicated, with a mixture of regret, regret, and fear, and a trace of resentment that he tried to hide.

"When the little monk found this hall, the two doors were still as clean as new, but after just a few days, they became dilapidated, and now they can't even keep this statue! Alas, after today, this magnificent temple will be completely lost in the depths of the mountain. The sins committed by the little monk are really hard to atone! ”

"Do you know which god is enshrined in this temple?" Qi Jingzhi immediately asked.

Hearing this, the young monk slowly shook his head: "The little monk doesn't know. ”

"Shhhh This is obviously not a Buddha and Bodhisattva on the altar, maybe he is still an evil god, and if he is ruined, he will be ruined. ”

Qi Jingzhi was too lazy to take care of this guy anymore, and raised his head to watch the changes.

It was only a moment's effort, and the headless idol quickly faded its original bright color, and grew dense ugly mold, and then it fell apart in an instant, and suddenly scattered into countless pieces of fine and rotten wood, and spread a thick layer on the altar.

"Huh? What is that? ”

In the smoke and dust in the sky, Qi Jingzhi suddenly caught a black long object.

He withdrew the ox-eared knife back into its scabbard, jumped onto the altar again, rummaged through the pile of rotten wood with both hands, and in a short time found a long knife with a black sheath and black handle.

Qi Jingzhi's eyes lit up, his right hand held the handle of the knife, and slowly pulled it out with force.

"Zheng ......"

The knife separated from the sheath inch by inch, and let out a long, pleasant tremble.

The knife is more than three feet long, the whole body is blue, the shape is like a goose feather, the spine of the knife is covered with scale-like dark gold textures, the blade is cold and snowy, and the light can be seen.

The young man raised the knife in front of his eyes, took a closer look, and saw that there was a six-character inscription on the knife near the hilt.

"The blue sky is high, and the yellow ground is thick ......"

He read it out loud, flipped the blade of the knife again, and saw that there was indeed an inscription on the other side, but it was eight words: "The moon is cold and the day is warm, come and fry the life ......."

"The blue sky is high, the yellow ground is thick, the moon is cold and the day is warm, come to fry life!"

Qi Jingzhi savored these fourteen words and understood that this was lamenting the fleeting nature of time and the shortness of life. It's just that he is in his youth, and he really doesn't have a deep understanding, so he just read it once, and he didn't take it to heart.

He held the knife in his hand and waved it twice, but when he saw the golden scales soaring into the air and the cold light dazzling, it was extremely easy.

Unexpectedly got this sharp weapon, Qi Jing's heart was also a little happy, and he was so happy that he casually slashed down the pile of wood in front of him.

I don't know if the blade was too sharp or the wood was really rotten, but the long knife swung down without any sense of sluggishness, almost taking the unprepared boy on his heels.

"Sure enough, it's a good knife! You have been hidden in the statue for an unknown number of years, and I can't wait to be born as soon as I come, which shows that our fate is really not shallow! ”

Qi Jingzhi read the inscription on the knife again, thought about it carefully, and said with a smile: "From today on, you will be called ...... Fried life! ”

With that, the young man jumped down from the altar contentedly, and saw that the young monk had already struggled to support half of his body, and was turning his head to look in the direction of the temple gate.

The expression on his face was hideous, and in addition to horror, there was more hatred in his teeth, and he muttered, "Here they are...... Here they are......"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi frowned and asked out loud, "Who is here?" ”

The young monk was still staring at the direction of the temple door, and spit out two words with a dismal smile: "Ghost! ”

"Huh? Didn't you say they were all burned to death by a fire? ”

"It's not those ordinary dead spirits driven by the transformation of the little monk, it's ...... It's a real ghost! As soon as the divine power in this hall was gone, they found me! ”

"I praised you for being honest, but I didn't expect to hide a lot of tricks and didn't say it, it's really damned!"

Qi Jingzhi scolded, leaned the scabbard on the altar, held the fried life in his right hand, and arrived at the door of the main hall in a few steps.

Under the stone steps in front of the hall, I don't know when it was quietly full of people.

Among them, there are those who wear official uniforms and hold official seals, those who wear Taoist robes and hold dust, those who wear iron armor and hold steel knives, and those who wear costumes and hold pipa......

There are more than a dozen shadows, old and young, men and women, tall, short, fat and thin, but they are all blue and black, with cold expressions, and they don't look like people.

What is particularly frightening is that the ghosts in the mouths of these young monks are actually standing in broad daylight, and they do not shy away from Qi Jingzhi, a living person.

As soon as the young men with knives appeared at the entrance of the hall, they looked up and looked at them in unison.

Being stabbed by these dozens of cold gazes, Qi Jingzhi's scalp tightened, and goosebumps appeared on his back.

However, soon, he was keenly aware that these ghost things were not looking at himself, but at the fried life in his hands.

"The enemy is outnumbered, and we must not be blocked in the hall by these ghosts!"

Qi Jingzhi settled down, and without hesitation, he crossed the threshold and walked to the platform in front of the hall.

As soon as he moved, more than a dozen ghosts outside the hall also moved.

I saw them flash to the sides, revealing two short figures standing at the back.

It was two boys in green clothes, less than three feet long, and although their facial features and body shape looked like people, they were all green and evil.

The two boys held a hideous tiger skin together, and the large scorched black on the back of the tiger skin was very eye-catching.

Among them, the boy holding the tiger's head said crisply: "The Zen master asked us to find it so hard!" ”

Another boy said: "Zen master come and dress, with this flower dress in your body, you don't have to die, you can make up for the deficit by eating a few people." ”

The boy holding the tiger's head hurriedly shook his head and said seriously: "If you die, you still have to die, and if you die, you can be with us, isn't it good?" ”

The other immediately chimed in: "That's right, there is just a lack of a monk among us!" ”

"But he cannibalism is not enough, if he dies early, we will all be punished!" The boy holding the tiger's head suddenly showed a worried look.

As soon as these words came out, all the ghosts were trembling, obviously afraid of the so-called punishment to the core.

The other boy was a little anxious: "What can I do about this?" The Zen master has not eaten people for so many days, and he is afraid that he is about to starve to death, so where can he find a living person to satisfy his hunger for a while? ”

As soon as it said this, the room fell silent.

The next moment, the ghosts all turned their heads and stared at Qi Jingzhi directly, pulling the corners of their mouths upwards in unison, revealing a stiff and weird smile.