Chapter 273: [Lamp Shadow Temple] Fourth Night
"That's not the abbot's intention at all!"
Thinking through this, Shen Weiwei became extremely excited!
What is an abbot, a madman, a person who can do anything to become a Buddha!
Such a person would like to become a Buddha on the spot, and in the face of the robe, where will he be picky?
In the final analysis, it was the influence of the Blood Gate on it that caused the abbot to act like this.
"If so...... Let's not have to worry about becoming a Buddha at all? ”
Liu Chengfeng was a little puzzled.
Ning Qiushui:
"Theoretically, you don't have to worry about it in five days."
"If we can find a way to leave on the fifth day, we won't have to worry about becoming a Buddha."
Liu Chengfeng sighed:
"So the big question now is how to get out of this temple."
"To be honest, I'm still quite able to understand the ...... of single macros"
"So far, we really haven't found any clues about leaving the temple."
"It's almost the fifth day."
"Little brother, do you have any ideas?"
Ningqiu Waterway:
"It's normal to not be able to find it, we are not familiar with the Lamp Shadow Temple at all, people have been living here for so many years, and there will be ghosts if they can find a way to leave for you two or three times......"
"This kind of work obviously has to be done by the own people in the temple."
Liu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows:
"Little Monk of Fahua?"
Ning Qiushui nodded.
"Hmm."
"That's why I tempted him before."
"I thought about it for a long time, and I always felt that we couldn't find a way to leave the temple ourselves, so we had to rely on this little monk."
"And his death is obviously related to this."
Shen Weiwei rubbed her face and said with a sad face:
"But the problem is, now the little monk is dead......"
"And the death is unknown."
"We can't count on him at all."
"He didn't leave us with any useful clues."
Ning Qiushui:
"Fahua is not as simple as you think."
"You don't really think he's normal like us, do you?"
Shen Weiwei was shocked when she heard this.
"Isn't the little monk a normal person?"
Ning Qiushui took out the red candle and shook it in front of her:
"A normal person can make such a thing?"
"If you had looked closely before, you would have noticed that all the candles in the temple were white, and only the candles he gave us were red."
"These red candles are obviously not from the temple, he made them for us."
"So the little monk is just normal, but not a 'normal person'."
"It's not hard to think that he has lived in the temple for so many years, and if he were a human, he would have been made into a robe a long time ago."
Hearing this, Shen Weiwei's back was cold for a while.
She felt scared at the thought that even that little monk was not human.
But if that little monk has the intention of harming them......
"But since he's not human, why was he skinned?"
Ning Qiushui replied:
"His skin may not have been peeled by others......"
Shen Weiwei glared:
"Do it yourself?"
Ning Qiushui:
"Probability."
The two people on the side looked at each other, stunned and didn't understand.
"What did he do with skinning himself?"
Ning Qiushui was silent for a long time.
"I don't know, but the little monk must have his thoughts."
"Perhaps, there will be an answer tonight."
…
Time flies.
Soon it was dark again.
Tonight, without the little monk to deliver food, several people have not eaten for a day, and they all feel hungry.
Especially Shan Hong, who walked into the dining house with a shovel.
There were traces of dust all over his body, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The shovel, which was already worn, had a few cracks on it, which was enough to see how hard Shan Hong shoveled in the afternoon!
"How's it going?"
Liu Chengfeng was hungry, and he didn't have the energy to ridicule him.
Shan Hong's eyes were numb, his expression was tired, and after a long time, he seemed to hear Liu Chengfeng's words and shook his head.
"Can't get out ......"
"I dug three places ......"
"It's useless."
"And ......"
When he said this, he seemed to recall something terrible, and his eyes were terrified.
"And, in the afternoon, the abbot appeared in the distance and kept staring at me......"
"Whenever I find it, it hides and then after a while it reappears in another place and continues to spy on me......"
Liu Chengfeng sighed:
"The sun is coming out of the west!"
"You're so cowardly, you didn't run away?"
Shan Hong's face was ugly:
"I want to run, where can I run?"
"I thought at the time, if I can't find a way out, I'll die anyway, so I might as well take advantage of the daytime when they don't dare to do things......"
Although, when he said this, his legs trembled terribly.
Although there was no food in the dining house, they still habitually sat in this place, until the sky outside was completely dark, Ning Qiushui took out the red candle, and after Liu Chengfeng lit it, the four of them went to the sleeping place together.
Today they still sleep in room 1.
I checked every corner of the room as usual.
Ning Qiushui suddenly noticed that there was an extra piece of paper under their pillows.
There is a familiar line of handwriting left on it:
[See you at the bell tower of the East Temple tonight]
[I will take you out of the temple]
[Bring a red candle, at least two at the same time, if the red candle is not enough, you can cover the candle with your own blood]
"It's ...... Hokke's handwriting? ”
Ning Qiushui's eyes were sharp.
He took out the piece of paper he had found from the kitchen during the day, looked at it carefully, and confirmed that it was the handwriting of Hokke.
"It must be fake!"
The bloodshot in Shan Hong's eyes has been buffered for such a long time, but it has not subsided in the slightest, but has become thicker and thicker.
"The tip from the Blood Gate has made it very clear that we can't leave the room at night!"
"It must be those things trying to trick us out!"
"Don't be fooled!"
As he spoke, he wanted to snatch the piece of paper from Ning Qiushui's hand.
"Give me this piece of paper, I'm going to throw it out!"
pS: I apologize first, there will be 2 more in the past two days, and there is something going on at home.