Baishixian Road

Chapter 57
The cooked duck flew away.

One can imagine Xu Mo's mood now.

At the critical moment, Taoist Piaoyun was called away by a sudden sound of gongs. Xu Mo had no choice but to go to the front yard, but saw many Taoists chasing away pilgrims and letting them go down the mountain.

Said it was getting late, come back tomorrow.

Is it getting late?
Xu Mo looked up, and in an instant, the sun was setting.

Same as juggling.

Xu Mo is not surprised either, after all, this is a dreamland, and it is not surprising that the sun sets in one breath.

Many pilgrims did not speak and left one after another.

Xu Mo's mind turned suddenly.

The outside of the Taoist temple was pitch black, and the pilgrims were lost in the darkness and disappeared. If they go out, they may not be able to get in.

And who knows, what happens when you step out?
The moment is to make a decision, dodge into a side hall, and hide behind the statue.

But in a short while, the Taoist temple, which was bustling and lively before, became deserted and extremely quiet.

The Taoist priests didn't speak and walked lightly. Xu Mo, who was hiding behind the statue, didn't know what was going on outside. Occasionally, he poked his head to look, but he could only see many Taoist priests walking back and forth in a hurry.

I don't know what I'm doing either.

Just when Xu Mo was thinking about sneaking out, a Taoist came in with something in his arms.

He hid immediately.

There were noisy footsteps outside, as if someone was moving heavy objects.

After a while, it gradually quieted down.

Xu Mo secretly looked again, but his pupils shrank.

I saw that the originally empty side hall was full of Taoist priests at the moment.

Xu Mo covered his face, wondering why he chose such a room.

Now it's all right, I can't do it even if I want to go out.

Still can't make a sound.

"But what are they sitting here for?" Xu Mo was puzzled.

Anyway, Taoist Piaoyun's "Zhenyuan Temple" in his dream was full of weirdness, and he didn't know what kind of dream it was.

Among the many Taoist priests, Taoist Piaoyun was also among them.

Xu Mo had no choice but to wait and see what the Taoist priests were going to do.

After a while, an old Taoist came in from outside.

Everyone hurriedly got up and called them "Master".

It should be the head of the Zhenyuan Temple.

This old Taoist was thin and thin, wearing a large Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk. After entering, he led many Taoist priests to kneel down to worship the god statue.

Then start talking.

"Please 'fairy god' preach, everyone listen quietly!"

To put it simply, the old Taoist priest sat on the mat.

Xu Mo was curious and wondered where the "fairy god" came from. At this moment, a strange sound came.

The sound came from the incense burner.

It was the big incense burner that was placed outside before, but now it has been carried into the house by the Taoist priests, and it is placed in front.

Xu Mo didn't understand this.

But the answer was soon revealed.

The old Taoist began to chant mantras.

It wasn't any language that Xu Mo had heard.

Not even nightmare.

Xu Mo thought that the other party might be speaking a local dialect.

The old Taoist recited it very quickly, and those who didn't know it thought it was a person with Alzheimer's talking about the past that he didn't even know.

Strange things happened without warning.

The old Taoist muttered for a while, but there was a response.

But the voice that responded was not from the other Taoist priests in the room, but from the incense burner.

In the incense burner, there is a sound.

Then something even weirder happened.

Accompanied by the sound, something popped out of it, like an unearthed cultural relic, and as a large amount of incense ash fell, an unbelievable thing appeared in front of my eyes.

That's what a human head is made of.

Connected in series by blood-red silk threads, with the appearance of this thing, the temperature in the room also dropped out of thin air, and appeared together, and there was also a certain invisible, suffocating sense of oppression.

I don't know about others, anyway, Xu Mo now feels as if he is being pressed down by an invisible mountain, and he can't breathe.

Even the five senses are a little fuzzy.

It was like drinking a few catties of white wine, making me dizzy and sleepy.

Also inexplicably disgusting.

want to vomit.

Over there, a young Taoist priest seemed unable to bear it, and fell to the ground.

Xu Mo gritted his teeth and insisted.

This is a dreamland. If he can't hold on, he may be squeezed out of here, or he may die.

There's no telling what will happen then.

Gotta hang on.

Only then can we know what will happen next.

After a few Taoist priests fell, the others were all able to withstand the pressure.

Although everyone is struggling.

"The gods are preaching, listen quietly!"

The old man said another word at this time.

The grotesque, terrifying and treacherous thing in the incense burner made extremely terrifying and incomprehensible notes.

Every byte seems to be like a rusty iron nail, and then one by one, it pierces into the brain one after another, which only makes people feel excruciatingly painful.

Xu Mo had never experienced this before.

Fortunately, his willpower is strong enough. After all, he has experienced more than a dozen horrible death experiences before, and his tolerance to pain and torture is much stronger than others.

Taoist priests fell to the ground one after another.

Obviously, this kind of torture is not only for Xu Mo, but also for everyone here.

Xu Mo secretly looked at the monster in the incense burner.

He couldn't understand these obscure syllables uttered by the other party, and he didn't intend to listen. He was just curious about what those heads that were entangled in blood and constantly tumbling were.

Why is it hidden in the incense burner?
And why, is it called the "immortal god" by the old Taoist of Zhenyuan Temple?
In addition, this fairy god's preaching is comparable to Ling Chi's torture.

It feels like someone is holding a knife and cutting your flesh piece by piece.

After an unknown amount of time, the alien monster finally finished speaking, and then retracted into the incense burner.

As for the Taoist priests who are still awake, there are only four or five from the beginning of more than 20.

Including old Taoist priests.

There is also Taoist Piaoyun.

A few of them bowed and kowtowed to the incense burner, then got up and shook the fainted Taoist priests awake one by one.

The Taoist priests who woke up stared in confusion, and when they realized it, they all looked remorseful.

It's like a group of friends who didn't grab the group red envelopes, each one is in pain, as if they missed a good opportunity.

Then everyone worked together to lift the incense burner out.

Xu Mo didn't move.

He was waiting for those Taoist priests to leave, and at the same time he took this time to think about what happened just now.

So weird.

It was completely beyond his cognition.

"What is the so-called 'immortal god'?"

Thinking of the weird bloodshot monster in the incense burner, Xu Mo understood that there was a big secret hidden here.

Hearing that there was no other movement in the room, Xu Mo looked out again. He had to find a way to leave here and find Taoist Piaoyun alone.

It's just that he didn't expect to see a face staring at him as soon as he poked his head out.

It is the master of the Zhenyuan Temple, the old Taoist priest.

But at this moment, the other party's expression was cold and terrifying, staring at Xu Mo with staring eyes.

"Discovered!"

Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat, and soon his scalp became numb, because the old Taoist priest only had one head left in the room, and the heads were connected by strings of strange bloodshot threads.

It's very similar to those bloodshots in the incense burner.

"catch him!"

The old Taoist opened his extremely exaggerated mouth, and the next moment he let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

(End of this chapter)