Evil disease, burial, deception of corpses, unjust souls asking for their lives, Wu Er hanged himself.

Goddesses, practices, temples, the walking corpses bow down and burn themselves with fire.

“……”

There were too many elements, and Jiang Wujian couldn't guess any useful information for a while.

If there are no ghosts in this world, then this must be man-made, after all, there are not a few people who rely on superstition to make profits in this era.

But on the contrary, there are demons and monsters in this world, such as the Red Lotus Sect demon who is possessed by mirage, and his head is gone, and he can still get up and cut people.

Maybe there is really something in this temple......

With the mountain ghost said, no one refuted what the shopkeeper said next.

What is a quest for wealth and a son, in short, it is very spiritual to sit in the temple.

Under the gradual progress of the shopkeeper, everyone's attitude changed unconsciously, including the sister-in-law who was holding Jiang Wuji's arm.

"Little Lang ......"

"Sister-in-law wants to go?"

Su Luoluo nodded his snow-white chin, looking timid.

"If Xiaolang doesn't want to go, then he won't go."

"Well, then I won't go."

"Oh......"

Although what the shopkeeper said is impressive, as a young man in the new era, he has received nine years of compulsory education.

Jiang Wuji has a certain immunity to this kind of divine chatter.

But......

"But do good deeds, don't ask about the future, Haoran is ......"

Thinking of what the old gentleman said, Jiang Wujian thought in his heart.

"Brothers, do you want to take a look?" It was proposed.

"Shopkeeper, Lao Tzu will go and have a look, he won't force Lao Tzu to give money for incense, right?" A tall rough man asked.

"No, no, how can there be such a thing as forcing incense money." The shopkeeper waved his hand and smiled.

The rough man got up and took a broadsword: "Then let's go and see!" Rest assured, Lao Tzu is a monk, what is Lao Tzu's responsibility, if this temple is really so effective, then Lao Tzu will insert three incense sticks! ”

Jiang Wujian looked at this rough man a little, and found that the other party was really a monk, and he sensed Xiaocheng.

With him taking the lead, the rest of the people were secretly relieved.

If you are out of the house, more things are better than less, but if this temple is really effective, wouldn't it be a loss if you don't go to worship? Fengxiang is only a few copper plates?

"Very good, very good."

"Then let's go and see how spiritual this temple is."

"Wait a minute! I'm going to call my daughter-in-law, hehe, I'm begging for a son. ”

Everyone's reaction rekindled her sister-in-law's hope, but Jiang Wuji's words made her droop her head again.

"Sister-in-law is waiting for me in the room."

"Oh......"

……

More than a dozen people left the inn unhurriedly and walked in the direction of the temple.

On the way, Jiang Wujian quietly took out the red lotus jade and held it in the palm of his hand.

We are also people with an organization and background, so if you don't understand, just ask, there's nothing wrong with it.

"Xin: Guys, I'd like to ask you something."

After just a few breaths, I was the first to reply.

"Myself: What's the matter with the eighth child~"

Don't call me an old man? …… Jiang Wujian was powerless to complain.

It took a few minutes to talk about the matter of sitting on the ground temple.

"F: Hey, it's haunted!"

"Geng: How can there be so many ghosts, in my opinion, it should be the corpse chaser making money."

"Own: It turned out to be a corpse chaser! Good and bad, these people."

"Xin: What is a corpse chaser?"

"Geng: As a member of the Red Lotus Sect, you don't know about the corpse chaser?"

Really...... Jiang Wuxi raised his eyebrows.

Although it has been guessed that these are all from the Red Lotus Sect, speculation is speculation after all, and Geng's personal admission is more like a reassuring pill.

Jiang Wujian did not reply.

Soon, A bubbled to help relieve the siege.

"A: Xin just joined, so it's normal not to know."

"F: Good evening, boss~"

"Geng: It's me who is abrupt."

"A: The Red Lotus Sect divides the three major branches of the Light Lotus, the Dark Lotus, and the Blood Lotus, and the Blood Lotus branch has many corpse chasers, who can not only control the corpse, but even make the corpse speak, and the methods are insidious and treacherous, which is outrageous."

It turns out that the Red Lotus Sect has three different "lotus" sayings.

Judging from the rhetoric of Jia and Ji, they are disgusted with the Blood Lotus faction, including the corpse chasers.

So what lotus do they belong to? Light Lotus or Dark Lotus?

"Xin: Thank you, Boss, for telling me."

"A: It's okay, you're the one who met the Blood Lotus?"

"Xin: I don't know yet."

"A: If he threatens you, just do it."

"G: Do you need help? I'm in the Yunzhou Teaching Division."

"I'm in Youzhou! Do you want to help?"

"Xin: Thank you for your kindness, I'll wait and see, and I won't necessarily do it."

"A: Don't die, I'm still waiting for you to join the Fengtian Division."

"B: Stay safe."

"C: Stay safe."

"Ding: Same as above."

"E: Ibid."

"F: I just dealt with the two Blood Lotus people yesterday, come on, eight!"

"Geng: Then I'll wait for you in the Yunzhou Sect Division."

Forget about Ji and Geng, these four guys...... Jiang Wuxi twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling full of slots but didn't know where to start spitting.

After a while, the temple arrived.

A ruined temple at the foot of a hill without an incense burner at the door.

Stepping over the mottled threshold, a clay statue in the main hall catches your eye first.

The clay statue sits cross-legged, pinching the fingers of one hand to the sky, the palm of the other hand to the ground, the head is small and the body is large, and it looks very incongruous.

The face of the clay statue has only one eye carved into it, and there are no other facial features, not even ears.

Weird and gloomy, the first feeling of sitting in the temple at this time.

“……”

What cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, feudal superstition kills people! Jiang Wujian secretly slandered.

Although the temple is simple and the clay statues are eerie, there is no shortage of pilgrims.

It will be dark, and you can still see many pilgrims bowing down reverently.

At this moment, a woman came out of the back hall, her hair in a somewhat messy bun, her little white face bloodless, and the hem of her skirt torn to pieces.

Behind her, there were three shirtless men.

One of them pinched the woman's soft waist with his hands, and his eyes were obscene.

The frightened woman quickly hid behind her husband, bowing her head and not daring to look at the three shirtless men.

"Tomorrow is still this hour, bring her over, and the god of sitting on the earth will definitely send a son to your house."

"Okay, much, thank you."

I could see the struggle in the man's eyes, but he still bowed down and whispered thanks.

He even took out a few grains of broken silver and stuffed them into the other party's hands respectfully......

Seeing this scene, Jiang Wuji's eyebrows jumped.

Do you still take money for prostitution? What kind of human work is this?

Hey?

Oh, Yunshang and I are consensual, different in nature, and cannot be compared.

At that moment, a hunchbacked old lady staggered over with a cane.

Her eyes seemed to be covered with a white membrane, and her voice sounded like cutting glass with a razor blade.

"A few people who have come from afar, no matter what you ask, the god will bless you......"