Chapter 302
The black arhat gate looked around like robots one by one.

However, a ghostly shadow quietly came to the corner of the wall, a dark place without light.

The thick-browed Arhat obviously felt something strange, but he looked around but found nothing.

puff!

Arhat's body shook, he looked into his heart in disbelief, only to find that the tip of a sword had come out of his body!

"Who?"

Before he could make a sound, one hand covered his mouth, and then the blade moved across everything, half of Arhat's body was cut open, and he fell to the ground.

The person behind him is Jiang Han.

Today, Jiang Han has mastered the hidden dragon technique and the divine movement technique, so that he can touch the threshold of the assassin.

Naturally, Jiang Han was able to ignore the target's defense and silently deal with the target.

"Little Grandmaster? That's it?" Jiang Han sneered in his heart.

He dragged the corpse to a dark place, obviously there was one less monk patrolling, and other arhats would feel it sooner or later, so Jiang Han had to deal with more black arhats as quickly as possible.

"Amitabha." Master Tianzhu's voice came from next to his ear, "It's good, it's good."

"Master, do you want to say that I shouldn't kill? Then you mean that the monks are compassionate?" Jiang Han grinned.

However, Tianzhu said: "These are evil people, the evil way is rampant, and the Buddha also kills gods! If you kill the extremely evil people, these people will be able to prosper in advance and avoid causing too much harm. Killing one person and saving the common people is a great kindness." !"

Hearing this, Jiang Han was overjoyed, and thought to himself that the Buddhism in this world is really cute. The Buddhists in the previous life paid attention to compassion, and they were right when they turned back, while Jinshan Temple was much happier.

Why do good people go to hell for a lifetime if they do one bad thing?

Why can a bad person be forgiven if he does a good deed all his life?
Jiang Han himself is very disgusted with such a rule of the Virgin.

Therefore, Jiang Han likes Buddhism in this life even more.

One dodged out, and another black arhat came to the end. This time, his body and head were separated, and Jiang Han took the opportunity to jump on the roof.

"Why did the breaths of Arhat Crossing the River and Arhat Riding Elephant disappear?" a black Arhat stepped forward and said.

"No, there are assassins!" Another Arhat just reacted.

And the other arhats around also immediately sat around the old house, vigilant.

"Even at this moment, there is breath...how can there be no breath?"

"Could it be an assassin, or... a ghost?"

"Amira Buddha, even if there are ghosts in this world, they can't match the brilliance of Shura Demon Buddha!"

Everyone also said yes, the original loose formation immediately became strict again.

This made Jiang Han have no chance to strike. No matter from any angle, he would be seen by more than one arhat. If the assassination was seen, he would lose his intention of making a surprise attack.

Time passed by, Jiang Han thought for a while, even if the other party and these people had temporarily reached the little master, but if they work together, they should not be underestimated.

Since it is impossible to break down one by one, then use a roundabout way.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han's hand had a terrifying aura, and he muttered in his heart: "The Demon Ancestor ascends to the Immortal Art, and the ghosts chase after their lives!"

hum...

There was a sound like a bee around, which made the Arhats all tighten up with each other.

The atmosphere in the yard also began to appear strange.

"Why kill us?"

A translucent head emerged from the dirt, the ghost of a grown man.

The ghost's eyes were empty, its body twisted strangely, and it approached Arhat.

The black arhat was shocked: "Where did the evildoer come from?! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!" However, the Buddhist scriptures in the Vajra Temple did not contain scriptures about exorcism and salvation, so he could only watch the ghost approaching.

"I know this person, he is the male owner of this family." An Arhat suddenly remembered something.

Another said: "Could it be that... this is one of those people who sacrificed us to successfully break through the cocoon?"

"It's possible. At that time, there were many people who died with regret."

After being reminded by these arhats, Jiang Han finally realized why there are so many abandoned old houses in Yuheng City, and they all have stories.

Although Yuheng City is very prosperous, in fact, half of the city is like a ghost town, and there are no people at all.

Jiang Han was puzzled at first, but now that he thinks about it, he has found the answer.

"Fiendish ghosts chasing after their lives!" Jiang Han used his vitality again, forcing more unjustly dead ghosts out of their bodies.

Sure enough, there were more and more ghosts around, densely packed like an ant colony, and they had already surrounded the entire old house.

The arhats were stunned, they didn't expect that there would be so many ghosts demanding their lives.

"Give my life back!"

"I died so miserably!"

"You butchers, even if I'm a ghost, I won't spare you. I'll haunt you for the rest of my life!"

"I curse you, curse you!"

"..."

The arhats closed their eyes and chanted scriptures one by one, but they were already sweating profusely.

Jiang Han saw that the opportunity had come, and while their attention was on these ghosts, he turned over and entered the house from their blind spot.

It was originally a dark room, but there was a faint red light.

"The Buddha's relic is here." Master Tianzhu's voice reached Jiang Han's ears.

Jiang Han was overjoyed: "Master, can you feel it?"

"Well, it's on your left."

"On the left? But here is a wall." Jiang Han looked at the surrounding houses and said to himself that this family is really poor.

However, the master asked him to look towards the wall. Jiang Han felt strange, and groped around, but found that it was a wall, but he touched a door latch!
"It's a blindfold." Master said.

Jiang Han grabbed the latch and yanked it aside.

clap la la...

The wall disappeared in an instant, replaced by a door, Jiang Han opened the door, only to find that it was a dark room, surrounded by candles of all sizes.

It turned out to be a very sweltering weather, and these candles made it even more sweltering.

These candles form a circle, but in the middle there is a crooked mummy.

The mummy hangs its head, its appearance is similar to the body of Master Tianzhu, but it is more lifeless.

Moreover, the skin of this mummy has almost decayed, and it seems that the degree of preservation is very poor, and muscle fibers like charcoal have appeared on the forearm.

Jiang Han's gaze moved downwards, but he saw something flickering inside the clothes on the mummy's body.

He approached step by step, reached into the cassock of the mummy, and took out a golden pill.

"This is……"

Jiang Han could feel that this eyeball-sized pill contained unparalleled powerful energy.

(End of this chapter)

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