Suddenly, they thought of the large undried blood stains that remained in the open space outside the kitchen door.

Originally, I thought that these blood stains were left by their victims, but now it seems that they should all be the blood of the little monk Fahua.

Looking at the hideous blood stains scattered everywhere on the ground, several people couldn't help but have a picture in their minds, what kind of pain Fahua endured before he died......

"I have a question......"

Shan Hong suddenly trembled and said:

"It stands to reason that there are no living people in the temple except for the four of us."

"Aren't the other monks all ghosts?"

"And the four of us were in the room last night, so, who peeled the skin of the little monk?"

"It can't be that he peeled it for himself, right?"

Shan Hong's question made everyone fall silent.

Indeed, where are there living people in the temple besides them?

Those monks had a problem at first glance.

If it wasn't the ghost's doing, who skinned Fahua?

All kinds of doubts surfaced in everyone's hearts.

"What about the corpse?"

After being silent for a long time, Shen Weiwei asked this question.

"Is that it?"

Ning Qiushui pondered for a moment and said:

"Bring the body back to our room."

"Moving back to our room? Aren't you afraid of his corpse? ”

Shan Hong was not happy, he felt that it was dangerous to do so.

"If you want to move, you can move, beep Lai, if you're afraid of its corpse, go sleep next door tonight."

Liu Chengfeng said angrily.

Single Macro:

"There's no candle next door!"

Liu Chengfeng casually threw him a hammer, and Shan Hong didn't know why.

"What, what do you mean, threaten me?"

"Threaten your uncle, give you a hammer, and let you go to the wall to steal the light."

Shan Hong looked at the hammer in his hand and swallowed his saliva:

"Bearded, where did you get this thing?"

"You don't care where I came from, return it to me when it's finished, hurry up, go dig the wall now!"

Shan Hong held the hammer in both hands, hesitated for a moment, and carefully returned it to Liu Chengfeng.

"Well, forget it, I'm going to move the corpse, right?"

He sighed, and reluctantly dragged the corpse back to the room where they were staying.

…

It's noon, it's time to eat.

However, there was no little monk in the dining house to bring them food, and there were no other monks.

They seemed to know that the little monk had died and that there was no one to make porridge for them, so they simply didn't know where they were hiding and didn't come out.

At this moment, the huge dining house was completely empty.

The four of them sat in the dining room, their brows furrowed.

This is the fourth door.

It stands to reason that the way to life will not be so hidden.

How are they going to open the temple gates?

"The door can't be opened, and the wall can't be climbed......"

"Shall we try digging tunnels in the afternoon?"

Shan Hong's pupils were bloodshot.

They went to the gate again in the morning, where the door was still closed.

No matter how hard you try, you can't push it away.

The wall next to them can't be climbed, and there is a mysterious force that resembles a wall of air that will bounce them back.

Seeing that the fifth day was approaching, but they had not yet found a way to leave the temple, a strong sense of anxiety began to gradually turn into despair.

Shan Hong stared straight at the temple wall in the distance.

They are only separated by a wall from freedom.

"It's different, you can't get out over the wall, just dig a tunnel?"

Shan Hong listened to Liu Chengfeng's mocking tone, and the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more intense:

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what do you say?"

"Waiting to die?"

Liu Chengfeng glanced at him coldly.

"It's already the fourth blood door, and it's still like this, even if you survive, you won't survive the next door."

When Shan Hong heard this, his emotions became more and more broken.

"Yes, I'm trash!"

"But I just want to live in peace, what's wrong with me?"

"There are so many people out there, why does it have to choose me?"

Liu Chengfeng sighed.

This guy has been completely invaded by fear, and he probably won't be able to get out in a short time.

"Don't worry so much...... The Blood Gate will not give us a story of mortality. ”

Until now, Ning Qiushui still looked very calm.

"After tonight, I can go back tomorrow afternoon."

Shan Hong seemed to be stimulated by a certain word and became emotional:

"Go back!?"

"How do I get back?"

"We can't even get out of the temple gate now!"

Shen Weiwei frowned and said:

"What are you all talking about here?"

"Is it because we don't want to go out?"

"Aren't you still here trying to figure out a way, we still have time."

Shan Hong clenched his fists tightly, and his face was ugly.

"If you don't dig tunnels, I'll do it myself!"

"If you can't get out of the wall, you must dig a tunnel!"

After speaking, he actually left directly, Liu Chengfeng wanted to take advantage of the situation to hold him, but he didn't succeed.

"Alright, let him go......"

Ning Qiushui surprisingly didn't stop it this time.

Liu Chengfeng looked at Shan Hong, who was getting farther away, and glared:

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous to let him go now?"

"What if something happens to him?"

"Seeing that the abbot is about to become a Buddha in one step, if he becomes a Buddha......"

Before his words fell, Ning Qiushui said abnormally:

"He can't become a Buddha anymore."

"In other words, in fact, this door was doomed from the beginning that the abbot would not be able to become a Buddha."

The two people in the room were stunned, they looked at Ning Qiushui with complicated eyes.

However, they think differently.

Liu Chengfeng was thinking, did the little brother make any important discoveries?

And Shen Weiwei on the side was thinking, this guy won't be scared stupid, right?

"Why do you say that?"

Shen Weiwei wanted to hear Ning Qiushui's thoughts.

The latter said:

"Why not think about it the other way around?"

"What happens when the abbot becomes a Buddha?"

Shen Weiwei:

"The whole temple 'celebrates', all of us will die, oh no...... Should be able to live one. ”

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"That's it."

"After the little monk learned about the things related to Buddhahood, I was thinking about one thing - there are eight of us, and theoretically speaking, the abbot only needs the human skin of one person to become a Buddha."

"If it doesn't pick and choose, then if one of us is recruited, it will be a mortal situation for the other seven!"

"When one person becomes a Buddha, the whole temple celebrates together."

"Except for the one who is sheltered by the hidden rules of the Blood Gate, everyone else will definitely die."

"And Bloodgate doesn't set up such a story...... At least the fourth door definitely won't. ”

After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, he looked at the two thoughtful and continued:

"Remember what our mission was?"

Liu Chengfeng patted his thigh and said:

"This must not be forgotten, our mission is...... Come, Shen Weiwei, tell the little brother, what is our mission? ”

Shen Weiwei's face was strange:

"Survive five days in the Temple of the Shadow and find a way out of the Temple."

After speaking, she immediately understood the meaning of Ning Qiushui's previous words, and muttered to herself:

"The dangers that we need to guard against and face in this bloody door are the things that those monks in the temple did before they became Buddhas, not what they did after they became Buddhas......

"The Blood Gate has imposed restrictions on them, making it impossible for them to become Buddhas in these five days!"

"That's the real reason why the abbot picks and chooses human skins......"