Big dreamer

Thinking of this, Shen Luo walked into the Heavenly King Hall in front of him. There was a broken Buddha statue in the hall. The four Heavenly Kings were supposed to be guarding on the left and right, but there was only a pile of rubble. The ground was covered with dust, and there were many spider webs hanging on the roof and walls. It looked like it had been abandoned for many years.

He walked around the hall and found nothing unusual, so he turned around and left, entering the bell tower on one side.

Soon, Shen Luo explored all the buildings in the first courtyard inside and out, but there was nothing unusual, and the ghost did not appear.

He did not stay here, and continued to walk deep into the temple along the aisle on one side of the square.

After a while, Shen Luo walked out of the well-preserved Daxiong Hall, with a normal look, but a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had just explored almost all of the second courtyard, which was the core area of ​​the temple, but he did not find any ghosts, let alone ghosts, and did not even find a trace of ghost energy.

Not only that, there were no traces of fighting anywhere in the temple. If he hadn't heard about the guest officials of the Lin and Du families yesterday, he would have thought that no one had ever been here.

"Could it be that the ghost has already noticed the Soul-Catching Horse-Faced Demon and has already hidden himself? But the Horse-Faced Demon has long anticipated this and will not be exposed so easily." Shen Luo speculated in his heart.

"Forget it, don't think too much. I'll do my own thing. As for whether the ghost will appear or not, I'll leave it to fate." He said in his heart, bypassing the Great Hall and continuing to walk deeper into the temple. There were still a few final buildings that had not been explored, which should be places like the Dharma Hall, the Sutra Hall, and the Zen Room.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from the front, and two yellow-robed monks ran over. One of them was the young monk who opened the door for him, and the other monk was older, looking about thirty or forty years old.

"Master Immortal, help!" The two were full of panic. Seeing Shen Luo, the young monk shouted and ran over.

"What happened? Why haven't you left yet?" Shen Luo frowned slightly.

"We were planning to leave, but just as we passed a gray tower in front of us, we heard a woman crying inside. One of my brothers suddenly stopped and went into the tower. No matter how we called and pulled him, he didn't stop. The ghost you mentioned may be there. I beg you to subdue it and rescue me." The young monk said, clasping his hands together and bowing.

"I beg you, Master." Another middle-aged monk also bowed and said, looking quite calm.

"Oh, take me to see it." Shen Luo was startled when he heard it, and said so.

"Master, please follow us." The two monks were relieved to see Shen Luo agreed, and immediately led the way in front.

The three of them went forward and soon came to the last courtyard, where a three-story gray tower building appeared in front.

This gray tower didn't look strange. The top of the tower had been broken into pieces, the tower wall had peeled off in many places, and the tower body seemed to be tilted.

Shen Luo stood there and listened attentively. He did not hear the crying sound of the woman that the young monk said. Only a gray tower stood quietly in the night.

"This is it." The young monk looked at the gray tower and said.

Shen Luo looked at the tower twice and stepped forward.

"Master Immortal, we will go with you." The two monks followed.

"Aren't you afraid?" Shen Luo glanced at the two of them.

"Of course I am afraid, but our senior brother is inside. How can we let Master Immortal take risks alone?" The young monk said so.

"It's up to you." Shen Luo did not stop the two of them and stepped into the tower.

The situation inside the tower was similar to the hall that he had explored before. There was dust everywhere. Two smaller Buddha statues were located here. One was broken and the other fell to the ground.

He glanced around and stepped onto the stairs in the tower. He stepped onto the second floor of the gray tower with a creaking sound.

The situation on the second floor was similar to that on the first floor. There were also two statues here, which were more complete than the statues below and stood upright. Apart from that, there was nothing special.

The stairs leading to the third floor have collapsed and cannot be climbed up. Even if they can go up, the entire third floor has collapsed a lot and cannot be stood on.

In fact, there are several big holes in the ground on the second floor. It creaks when you step on it, as if it may collapse at any time.

Shen Luo is considering whether to find a way to go up and take a look.

"Are you looking for me?" A vague voice suddenly came from behind him.

When the voice came into his ears, Shen Luo's whole body stiffened, his skin tightened, and all the pores on his body stood up.

He turned around like lightning, raised his hands, and subconsciously activated the talisman in his hands, but there was nothing behind him.

Shen Luo was stunned when he saw this scene.

But at this moment, two blue-black hands reached out from behind and pressed on his shoulders.

At the same time, his waist tightened, and two more black hands reached out and hugged him tightly. They were the two monks who followed him.

The two of them turned into blue-black zombies without knowing when, and their bloody mouths with yellow mucus opened violently and bit towards Shen Luo.

He was startled, but not panicked. His expression instantly became sinister. He took a deep breath, and there was a crackling sound in his body.

His body suddenly shrank by more than a circle, and then suddenly jumped up, like a slippery fish, and broke free from the two big hands and fell a few feet away, his face pale.

Shen Luo just used a method of shrinking bones in the Huangting Sutra.

Although he was unable to practice the Huangting Sutra in reality, he had cultivated this technique to a great level in his dream, and could barely use some simple physical skills.

It's just that his real body has not been tempered by Huang Tingjing, so it is quite a burden to use these methods.

Shen Luo raised his eyes to look at the two zombie monks who were still dazed, with a stern look in his eyes, and raised his hand holding the ghost whistle ring to give it to them.

However, at this moment, he felt the sound of wind rushing in his ears, and he did not turn his head in the flash of lightning. Instead, with a thought in his mind, his feet shone brightly, and he took a step forward.

His figure suddenly became blurry, and he flew forward more than two feet to the left. He turned around and was startled.

I saw where I was originally standing, there was a white figure with disheveled hair. The skin was blue-purple, the white eyes were bulging, and a long blood-colored tongue protruded from the mouth, hanging down to the waist and abdomen. It looked extremely penetrating. .

The long-tongued ghost's arms are bent and stretched forward, and the several-inch-long claws on its ten fingers are stretching and contracting indefinitely.

Shen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have pierced two transparent holes in his body.