Mysterious recovery: starting from the strange lake

Chapter 86

dong dong dong~
The bell rings in the morning, calling out those who are in their dreams.

"Benefactor, the host invites you to participate in the morning recitation, be sure to participate."

In an ancient temple, a young monk stood in front of a bedroom and knocked on the door of the room.

squeak~

The door of the room was opened, and Yu Qian glanced at the big clock at the top, narrowing his eyes slightly.

boom~
boom~
thump...

Nine bells rang throughout the temple.

Crisp and full of meaning.

Seeing Yu Qian open the door, the little novice first raised his right hand, then his left hand, clasped his palms together and saluted, then went to the next room and knocked on the door.

Still the same rhetoric.

Yu Qian's pupils narrowed slightly, staring at the little novice monk with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Right hand first..."

squeak~
The door of the next room was opened, and Ye Zhen walked out of the room frowning. He stared at the little monk, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword.

He didn't say a word, just looked at the little monk like this.

Noticing Ye Zhen's movements, the little novice seemed very calm: "Benefactor, the slaughtered things are not allowed to enter the hall, please stay in the guest room."

After finishing speaking, he repeated the saluting action before, also starting with his right hand first.

Then he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

When the little monk left the courtyard, Ye Zhen walked to Yu Qian's side, full of doubts: "How did we get in?"

Before, they were just walking on a gloomy black path. As they walked, everything changed. Then they heard the big bell ringing, and then the little monk knocked on the door and asked them to do morning recitation.

It's surreal, and it became like this in the blink of an eye.

"I'm not sure, and I haven't figured out the point of entering this ghost... this temple. I only know that as long as it appears near the temple, we will come in at a special point."

"As for what that point is, I don't know."

Yu Qian recalled the previous situation, there was nothing unusual about it.

"Then why do we want to go? When Ye Mou came in before, he forced his way in. The inside is not the situation like now, but a broken Bodhisattva from the same place..."

"To shut up."

Before Ye Zhen finished speaking, Yu Qian interrupted him directly.

"Don't say anything about the temple here, such as the names of those statues and..."

Speaking of this, Yu Qian hesitated for a while and did not continue: "You can see what I do."

As he spoke, he glanced at the extremely conspicuous big clock at the highest point.

There was a little silence: "If you recite early, you will be attacked by those monks if you don't."

There seemed to be some differences in the way the ghost temple greeted the two of them.

In my memory, the ghost temple now looks a bit like Huanggang Village before.

"If there are any other taboos, please clarify first."

Ye Zhen looked around and said.

He is not sure if this is the place he has been to, it is different from the temple in his memory.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's eyes froze, and the surrounding environment was changing rapidly.

The originally clear sky instantly became extremely dark, the walls were breaking and falling off, and black weeds quickly emerged from the ground.

The big clock at the top directly changed from bronze to black.

And beside the big clock, stood a headless figure, he was wearing cassock, with his right hand erect in front of his body, facing the big clock motionless.

At the same time, there were strange noises outside the yard, as if something was rubbing against the wall.

Ye Zhen looked at this scene with a dignified face, but in the blink of an eye, the antique temple became a place of ghosts and ghosts.

Familiar, too familiar, Ye Zhen is extremely familiar with this situation.

This is the ghost temple in his memory.

"Yu Qian, this is the ghost temple that Ye came to!"

Ye Zhen looked back at Yu Qian, and said very solemnly, but his expression changed the next moment.

What about people?

Yu Qian, who was still by his side just now, did not know where he went.

Looking at the eerie environment around him, Ye Zhen slowly drew out his long sword.

Things seem to be a little out of order.

"There are many taboos, that's for sure, but I only know three...one of them is..."

Yu Qian glanced at him and looked at Ye Zhen, and then Yu Qian frowned.

Looking back at the two rooms, there was no one in them.

"What about people?"

Yu Qian glanced around, with doubts and vigilance in his eyes.

He wasn't distracted just now, why did Ye Zhen disappear suddenly?

With a single sentence, people are gone?

He didn't notice anything unusual during this period.

To be precise, it's not that they didn't notice it, but that the abnormality didn't appear at all.

But this seems unlikely...

So……

Yu Qian's expression changed slightly, something abnormal must have appeared, but he couldn't notice it.

Things get weird.

"Benefactor, the morning recitation is about to start, please hurry up."

Footsteps sounded, and the little monk from before appeared outside the gate of the courtyard.

Seeing this little novice, Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly, he hesitated for a while and nodded, but did not speak.

"Maitreya is always here, thank you benefactor for your understanding, the monk will guide you."

Yu Qian hesitated for a moment at the unfamiliar opening words, and walked towards the little novice monk.

The little novice nodded, without saying a word, turned around and led the way.

Walking out of the courtyard, Yu Qian vaguely heard something rubbing against the wall.

Turning his head to look, the walls are clean and there is no one around.

There doesn't seem to be an object that can make that sound.

"Don't be surprised, the benefactor. The walls in the temple are all phonograph walls, and occasionally there will be some old sounds." The voice of the little novice rang out, directly answering Yu Qian's doubts.

"Wall of voice?"

Yu Qian looked at the little monk expressionlessly.

The sound of flesh and blood rubbing against the wall is not as simple as saying that this is a wall of sound.

But when he was looking at the little monk, Yu Qian's face changed slightly.

I saw the little novice leading the way in front, turning his head and looking at him calmly.

But here came the problem, although the little novice turned his head, his body didn't turn, and the little novice was facing Yu Qian's direction.

But Yu Qian was behind it.

Looking at the little novice's face, and then at the back under his face, Yu Qian didn't speak, nor did he stop, but just nodded to show that he understood.

Seeing Yu Qian nodding, the little novice also nodded, then turned his head and returned to the normal position.

The wall was being rubbed, and the sound became louder and louder. Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes, carried the long sword, and walked out of the courtyard.

Walking out of the courtyard door, Ye Zhen turned his head to look at the wall on one side. Under the darkness, one by one 'people' rubbed their faces against the wall.

The walls were almost covered with blood, some had solidified and turned black.

Ye Zhen clenched his long sword tightly, took a deep breath, and looked around, every wall in the entire temple, including those half-collapsed walls, had a 'person' posted in front of it.

boom~
Suddenly the bell rang, Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked up at the highest bell.

That headless figure was ringing a clock with a slightly round object in his hand.

The sound of the bell is dull, but it echoes in this temple.

And as the bell rang, those 'people' who were rubbing against the wall there suddenly stopped moving.

Then they looked at Ye Zhen in unison.

The atmosphere became weird at this moment.

……

"Benefactor, the main hall is here, you can go in by yourself."

The little novice turned around and clasped his hands together, said something, and then left directly.

Don't know where to go either.

Looking at this majestic hall, standing outside the hall, the red plaque with the words Daxiong Hall is very conspicuous.

But it is not as conspicuous as the big red Buddha standing in the main hall.

At this moment, dozens of futons are placed in front of the Buddha statue, and there is a person sitting on each futon.

None of them are monks.

They wear different costumes and have different hair and skin tones.

But the same thing is that they lowered their heads, muttering something to themselves, with extremely terrified expressions.

"Living people? And foreigners?"

Yu Qian frowned, scanned the people in the hall, and counted them, a total of 71 people.

Adding him is 72.

Things got weird.

In reality, Ye Zhen disappeared inexplicably, and now there are so many living people.

This……

After thinking about it, Yu Qian walked into the hall calmly, found the vacant futon, and sat down.

Looking at the huge Buddha with "compassionate brows and kind eyes", Yu Qian recognized who this Buddha was.

Burning lamp ancient Buddha.

The identity of the Buddha can be guessed from the lamp in his hand.

Looking at the layout of the main hall, it is no different from the main hall of ordinary temples.

The only difference is that although there are many candlesticks with candles on them, they are not lit.

This also leads to a lack of light here.

The hall was filled with smoke, which was the scene created after the long incense was ignited.

Yu Qian frowned and looked around.

"Don't look at it, if you enter here, those who don't fear the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will die."

Suddenly, an old man next to Yu Qian raised his head tremblingly and looked at Yu Qian.

He clasped his hands together, and although there was fear on his face, the expression in his eyes was extremely calm.

Even a little fanatical.

For a moment, Yu Qian couldn't even tell whether his body was shaking so much because he was too excited or too scared.

Yu Qian tilted his head to look at the old man, who looked about 80 or [-] years old, and his voice was very old.

"How did you get here?" Yu Qian asked.

What makes him most curious now is why there are so many living people here.

Under normal circumstances, this is impossible.

How could there be more than 70 living people gathered in this spiritual place?

Are the ghosts here so easy to get along with?
He didn't believe it.

Hearing Yu Qian's words, the old man shook his head, but he didn't speak. He folded his hands and bowed his head, muttering some words that Yu Qian could not understand.

Yu Qian narrowed his eyes and scanned the crowd, feeling a bad premonition for some reason.

Suddenly, the bell rang.

Yu Qian's pupils shrank.

"Nimma, Ye Zhenwo..."

After the bell that should not have sounded, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

The muttering disappeared, and the main hall door slammed shut.

The sky outside the hall directly changed from morning to night.

boom~
dong dong dong~
Bells kept ringing.

Yu Qian stood up and looked at the big Buddha shrouded in darkness with incomparable solemnity.

All the living people around looked at Yu Qian in unison.

Their expressions became numb, and blood stains appeared on their faces.

Some even showed their bones.

Glancing at the faces of these people, Yu Qian suddenly heard the friction sound he heard before.

A thick black air began to emerge from the Buddha's body, and this black air was deeper than the darkness.

Yu Qian looked at the big Buddha vigilantly, and then slowly backed away.

But suddenly, he stopped, and the people around him who were far away from the futon all stood up at this moment.

They stared at Yu Qian with that numb expression, and then stretched out their hands to grab Yu Qian.

dong dong dong~
The bell kept echoing in the temple, Yu Qian looked around and felt a little headache.

It was absolute that Ye Zhen moved the bell, otherwise the bell would not have been ringing.

"It doesn't matter, let's find a way to get out of here..."

The ghost domain doesn't work here, this ghost temple is the ghost domain of a ghost.

Scarecrow's haunted place is not as scary as this ghostly haunted place.

Even Ye Zhen's ghost domain is not as strong as this ghost.

But he can't use the ghost domain of the movable ghost, which doesn't mean he can't use the ghost domain of the immovable ghost.

Looking at the people walking towards him around him, Yu Qian made a plan in a flash.

Terrifying coldness emanated from Yu Qian's body.

Drops of blood-red lake water oozed from under the skin.

The blood dripped on the ground and soon formed a pool of water.

The moment the water pool was formed, Yu Qian directly controlled the water pool to spread towards the surroundings.

Dozens of scarecrows emerged from the water, burrowing into the blood-colored lake.

Lake water drips from them and falls into the water.

The moment they appeared, they rushed towards those people directly.

In just a blink of an eye, those people were all thrown down by the scarecrow, and then dragged into the water.

When those people were dragged into the water, Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

These are not ghosts, but ghost slaves.

He started walking towards the gate, but the whole time he was facing the big Buddha.

The three rules, the three rules he knows, the clock cannot be touched when it is dark.

When the Buddha begins to emit black energy, you cannot turn your back on the Buddha.

This is true of the three Buddhas.

At dawn, the request of the monks in the temple cannot be refused.

But they only make one request, and that is to let people participate in the morning recitation.

They ask for nothing more than that.

This is also the taboo he planned to tell Ye Zhen, but unfortunately Ye Zhen disappeared before it was too late.

Staring at the big Buddha that was constantly emitting black air, Yu Qian retreated to the entrance of the main hall.

He touched the door and tried to push it with the quilt, but it didn't open.

The gate remained motionless, as if it had been welded to death.

Yu Qian was a little unbelieving, and a strong coldness filled his body, and then directly hit the gate with his back, and at the same time manipulated the lake to flow out of the hall.

But the result was unexpected.

The gate is still motionless, and even the lake water cannot flow out from the gap in the gate.

Yu Qian's face changed slightly.

"Can't get out? Why can't even the ghost lake flow out..."

Yu Qian became a little anxious, the situation is very dangerous now, and the black energy on the big Buddha in front of him is getting thicker and thicker.

That sense of crisis made his heart beat extremely violently.

This Buddha is terrifying!
The ghost domain was suppressed, the lake water could not leave the hall, and there were only a few ghosts on him available.

But obviously, the level of horror is not as high as this weird big Buddha.

"Ye Zhen, the dog day..."

Yu Qian's face became extremely ugly.

click

Suddenly, the big Buddha began to shatter, and pieces of red flesh and blood fell from the big Buddha.

A hand exuding black air stretched out from the Buddha's face.

Immediately afterwards, a woman with disheveled hair and whose face could not be seen clearly emerged from it.

At this moment, Yu Qian's heart directly chose to strike.

In an instant, it changed from a high-speed beating state to a stillness.

The red lake water began to shrink towards his body uncontrollably.

Yu Qian's expression completely changed.

"Suppression... Li Gui has been suppressed!"

The ghost on his body became silent, and Yu Qian couldn't believe what he felt.

But in the next second, his pupils trembled violently.

With the black air all over his body completely drilled out of the Buddha's face.

Yu Qian got an extremely bad news.

His golden finger was also suppressed.

But how is this possible!

Goldfinger is not a ghost...

Suddenly an extremely bad idea appeared in his mind.

and a word.

In this world, all supernatural beings are ghosts in essence.

This is what he said.

Then two words appeared in his mind.

Become a ghost!

Yu Qian's mood suddenly became heavy when he thought of living people turning into ghosts.

Liu Baiqing is the best example, and so is Wang Chaling.

The dark eyes locked on Yu Qian's body, Yu Qian swallowed, and all the ghosts in his body were suppressed.

If you run, you won't be able to run away, and if you fight, you can't fight.

click

The sound of a lighter appeared, followed by a dark green light, and Yu Qian lit a red ghost candle with an ugly face.

If he could leave alive this time, it would be impossible for Ye Zhen not to be beaten up by him.

Ye Zhen may be comfortable now, but he is here to face the source ghost of the ghost temple.

The dark green candlelight illuminated a three-meter range around, but it was only three meters away.

His life is within this three-meter light cone.

Looking at the fast-burning ghost candle, depending on the burning speed, the entire ghost candle will burn out in at most 1 minute.

This is still based on the fact that the ghost did not attack him directly.

Seeing this situation, Yu Qian silently took out five red ghost candles, just in case.

He only has these ghost candles on him, and they will be gone when they are used up.

Surrounded by the dark green, Yu Qian felt a little comforted in his heart.

He pushed hard on the door of the main hall.

According to normal circumstances, when the ghost candle is lit, the ghosts will be repelled wherever the candlelight shines.

The gate was right behind, and the candlelight must have been shining on it.

The reasoning is correct, but the results seem to be biased.

This time the door did not move at all, but was pushed by Yu Qian.

But the door still didn't open.

Yu Qian frowned, this shouldn't be right.

He slammed his back, and the door was slammed loudly, but there was still no sign of the door being pushed open.

"Hasn't the ghost been ruled out?"

puff~

Suddenly, the burning speed of the ghost candle doubled.

Yu Qian's pupils suddenly shrunk to the smallest, he looked up, and looked at the big Buddha through the green light.

But all he saw was darkness.

There is even no way to see the outline of the big Buddha.

Not to mention that ghost.

"Not so good..."

(End of this chapter)