Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Li Daoxuan held the knife in one hand, and the handle of the knife was the bell-ringing stick which slowly shortened. He also came behind the old man.

"who are you?"

Li Daoxuan asked the first question.

"I am a mountain runner from Liuwu Mountain." The old man replied quickly.

Li Daoxuan frowned, "Liuwu Mountain? What Liuwu Mountain?"

"It's Liuwu Mountain in Huizhou."

Huizhou... There is no such word as Huizhou in the lower nine classes of the world, but Li Daoxuan has heard of it from Bai Jun and Zhou Yaya.

In the Chinese world, the three kingdoms of Qin, Wei and Chu were all divided and defined by states.

"Are you from the middle ninth class world?"

"you are not?"

The old man turned his head and looked at Li Daoxuan who was standing behind him with a look of surprise.

Li Daoxuan moved the butcher knife in his hand closer to his neck, and the old man immediately woke up.

"I'm asking you now."

"Yes, yes. I am from the State of Wei, so I am naturally from the middle nine worlds."

"Then how did you come to this Xuankong Temple?" Li Daoxuan asked.

The old man continued to answer: "It's a long story. When I was running in the mountains, I ran into a wild ginseng that had become a spirit. I didn't tie it up properly the first time, so it ran away."

"After chasing for several days, we ran all over the mountain, and finally came to a fire gathering place. The ginseng finally couldn't run anymore."

"But I also lost my way. After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the way I came. However, I did find an ancient temple deep in the mountains."

"I want to go in and ask for directions and some food."

"But I never thought that once I entered, I would find that this ancient temple was actually the Xuankong Temple, and later I was trapped inside."

It makes a lot of sense and tells a complete story.

But Li Daoxuan couldn't understand how this person, who was not even an ordinary person, could survive in Xuankong Temple.

So Li Daoxuan asked again: "Then how did you sleep in this pool of blood? And from what you see, it seems that the blood of this evil spirit does not pose any threat to you at all."

The old man was stunned when he heard what Li Daoxuan said.

"What are you talking about, Lord Grain Eater? What is sleeping in a pool of blood?"

"I was clearly sleeping in this Buddhist temple just now, and when I woke up I was at this door. How could I be in this pool of blood?"

Li Daoxuan saw that his expression was not fake, "Can't you see the blood on the ground?"

Originally the room was full of blood, but after Li Daoxuan stabbed open the wooden door, all the blood spread out on the square in front of the Buddhist temple, and some of the blood even flowed down the stone steps.

"Blood? What blood?"

The old man lowered his head and looked around, "No."

Li Daoxuan also looked surprised. What was going on?

[The reckless butcher seems to have encountered an unsolvable mystery. This is indeed beyond your understanding, but it doesn't matter, since you are just a person from the lower class world. Your survival points +4 (blue).]

The panel was as shady as ever, and not helpful at all.

No, it is somewhat useful. At least it explains the current situation, which can only be understood by the middle-class world.

"Then do you know that there are ghosts in this temple?"

Since the old man in front of him couldn't see the blood, Li Daoxuan guessed that he should not be able to see ghosts either.

Or, even ghosts can't see him?
Li Daoxuan thought of what the Buddha-headed ghost who was beating the wooden fish in the Buddhist temple had said, that the ghost den in the Xuankong Temple was folded.

Perhaps the old man in front of him and these ghosts are not living in the same space.

Li Daoxuan made such a guess. "Ghost... Lord Eater said there is a ghost in this temple?!" Although the old man still had a knife on his neck, he still spoke very seriously and exaggeratedly.

The sound was also startled.

"There really are ghosts in this temple. I've discovered it, too. I've basically visited every part of this temple in the past period of time."

"Then I found that no matter where I went, it felt eerie, and there seemed to be someone blowing behind me."

"You can always hear monks chanting in the middle of the night."

"Yes, yes... Lord Grain Eater, you said I slept in a pool of blood. Just now, when I was sleeping in this Buddhist temple, I really had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was drowning and couldn't even breathe."

As the old man spoke, he covered his mouth with one hand and pinched his neck with the other, making a very exaggerated gesture.

Li Daoxuan did not move the butcher knife in his hand. He just watched the old man in front of him perform.

If the old man was not lying, then the situation might really be as he said.

He couldn't see ghosts in the Xuankong Temple, and similarly, the ghosts couldn't see him either.

"Then when I asked you just now, why did you say that the female ghost following me was captured and taken to the Great Hall?"

Li Daoxuan pressed down the butcher knife in his hand, and the old man immediately fell to his knees, wailing:

"Yes... I was just talking nonsense. I really don't know what a female ghost is."

"I was just afraid, so I said that. Please forgive me, Lord Grain Eater."

"forgive?"

Li Daoxuan sneered, "You are just playing tricks on me. Ghosts can't kill you, so I will do it!"

After saying this, he no longer looked at the fear and pleading in the old man's eyes. He raised his knife and cut the body into pieces.

After this man died, blood was still flowing out and mingling with the blood on the ground.

All this seems to indicate that the person in front of me is indeed an ordinary person.

So, it was really a wrong killing?

Li Daoxuan didn't think so. Where would ordinary people come from in the Xuankong Temple where gods and ghosts feared everything?

He slapped his waist with his left hand, and a pot of hot oil poured out. He then lit a fire. Under the burning fire, the old man's body was completely turned into ashes.

The oil sold by the oil seller is still very useful.

After dealing with the old man who showed up unexpectedly, Li Daoxuan returned to the Buddhist temple again.

Zhou Yaya disappeared from here. Li Daoxuan didn't believe that there was no clue left in this house.

After only being away for a short while, the blood remaining in the Buddhist temple had become sticky and even started to stink, as if several days had passed.

It is difficult to find any clues by searching on your own, let alone you have already searched several times before.

So Li Daoxuan went straight to the side room on the right, and the wooden door leading to the side room was already closed.

He came to the door of the room, stopped, and knocked gently with his hand.

"Boom-"

"咚咚-"

The familiar sound of knocking a wooden fish came from inside, which made Li Daoxuan feel irritated.

So he hit the wooden door several times with more force.

"Clap clap clap-"

The sound of the wooden fish inside stopped, and then there was a sound like someone took several deep breaths, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

Soon, the sound of the wooden fish ghost was heard from the room.

"She was taken to the Mahavira Hall." (End of this chapter)