The crooked way can also lead to heaven

When we arrived at Old Wu's house, we heard crying as soon as we approached the door.

When we looked over, we saw Old Wu sitting cross-legged on the ground, his skin was black, and he seemed to have lost his breath.

Seeing Ye Ran coming, Zhao Sanfeng walked over and sighed: "He is probably dying, we can only see if you have any other options."

Ye Ran said nothing, but noticed that the boy lying on the bed had not woken up yet, but his complexion had recovered a lot.

The apprentice in front of Old Wu immediately ran over and knelt in front of Ye Ran, crying and complaining: "Uncle, as long as you can save my master, I will do anything!"

"Get out of the way." Ye Ran didn't give him any face, and immediately came to Old Wu and squatted down.

After a check, he said, "The Corpse Poison Curse has completely exploded."

Hearing that it was another Corpse Poison Curse, Zhao Sanfeng frowned and said, "I still have some dragon blood here, can it be cured?"

Hearing this, Ye Ran snorted, "I think too much. If it was before, there might be hope, but now it's too late."

Zhao Sanfeng shook his head lightly and said regretfully, "This Taoist fellow is the same. He didn't tell you before that he was hit by the Corpse Poison Curse, and now he's fine, and he's dying in vain."

Ye Ran didn't respond, but he could guess what Old Wu was thinking.

When he came to the store to seek help, the reward he gave was only enough to save one person. As Old Wu, who treated his apprentice as his son, it was normal for him to sacrifice himself to save his apprentice.

When he first met him, he felt that this guy was sick. Now he thinks that he should use his own magic power to suppress the spread of the Corpse Poison Curse.

In addition, he was seriously injured when dealing with the river dragon a few days ago, so the Corpse Poison Curse was naturally difficult to suppress.

"Based on the current situation, he shouldn't last more than an hour."

"But... if you really want to save him, I can let him live in an alternative way."

After a while, Ye Ran also expressed his thoughts.

As a player who has been studying evil magic for many years, he has endless means. As long as he wants, there is nothing he can't do.

"Since we have worked together, I can give you a discount and charge you three million."

"After all, the materials needed for my method are relatively precious. This is the lowest price I can give you."

Ye Ran lit a cigarette and sat aside, silently waiting for an answer.

Zhao Sanfeng was shocked. This guy asked for millions of dollars. Where can he get so much money?

Besides, he didn't leave Tianhai City for some reason, and he was not that familiar with the old Taoist in front of him.

Let's not talk about whether the three million can be taken out. Even if there is, it is impossible to spend it on someone who has little to do with it.

After pondering in his heart, Zhao Sanfeng chose to remain silent. Although he felt sorry for the master and apprentice, his money was not blown by the wind.

The boy kneeling on the ground hurriedly crawled over, hugged Ye Ran's thighs tightly, and cried pitifully.

"Uncle, I really can't take out so much money!"

"Please help me, I kowtow to you!"

After the boy finished speaking, he kowtowed to Ye Ran, and every time he kowtowed, it was loud, and he broke his head in a few kowtows.

The little apprentice brother was still unconscious, and the master was on the verge of death. As the eldest apprentice, he really couldn't think of a better way.

Zhao Sanfeng turned his head away and couldn't bear to look directly. Once he got older, he became sentimental and couldn't bear to see these.

Ye Ran was still smoking with an expressionless face, but there was only coldness in his eyes, and then he kicked the boy out.

"Do you think this is a fairy tale world, where you can win sympathy from others by acting a little pitiful, and then they will lend you a helping hand?"

"Don't be naive, there are many people like you in the world. If acting pitiful is really useful, then everyone should act pitiful. Why bother making money?"

"Without power, money, or strength, why should I help you for no reason?"

"Because you are young and you live a miserable life?"

"What a joke!"

"In today's world, money is omnipotent, kid... This is not alarmist, but reality."

Ye Ran said calmly, then stood up and walked to the door, pausing before leaving.

"If you have no money, then wait to die!"

"If you want to make money, you can also use your Taoist magic. Oh, by the way, you are a righteous person. You don't want to use such despicable means as digging graves, raising ghosts, and stealing money, right?"

"Hahaha, a righteous person, it's ridiculous."

After the voice fell, Ye Ran did not stay any longer. He went out to answer a phone call and headed to the harbor.

Call it heartless or greedy, in this world where everything is about profit, overflowing sympathy is worthless!

Inside the house, Zhao Sanfeng couldn't bear to see the heartbroken boy, and immediately took out a thousand yuan and put it on the table, as a funeral gift.

...

Mo Ziyang has received news that he has successfully persuaded Xia Yan and is ready to rush to a nearby island before dark.

As everyone arrived, the boat slowly left the harbor.

According to them, the island is not far away, only about an hour's journey.

There is no one living on the island, but there is a strange little temple on it, which Mo Ziyang and others accidentally discovered when they went to explore.

In fact, from then on, strange things began to happen around everyone, and it didn't appear after they asked for the pen fairy.

The reason why they asked for the pen fairy was to ask how to solve the troubles around them. Unfortunately, everyone who was still scared backed off halfway through the game, and then they went to the store to find Ye Ran.

It seems that the little beggar's guess was right. This group of people really concealed something about the incident.

When heading to the island, everyone was surprisingly quiet. They sat in their seats without saying a word, and their hearts were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Ye Ran turned his eyes to Xia Yan who was looking at the sea. Although she was average looking, she had a good figure. Even though she was wearing a lot of clothes, she could still see her depth.

As if she felt that someone was looking at her, Xia Yan turned her head and began to look. When she found that it was Ye Ran, she showed some disgust in her eyes.

Finally, under the heavy atmosphere, the boat had already docked.

Mo Ziyang took the lead and walked at the front of the team. He was eager to solve the trouble immediately.

Ye Ran walked at the end with an umbrella on his back, looking up at the gloomy sky. It was the rainy season, and the weather on the island was even more changeable.

Looking at the sky, I'm afraid there will be a storm.

Sure enough, when they walked to the hinterland of the island, a thunderstorm started above their heads.

"We're here, let's go in and take shelter from the rain!"

Mo Ziyang yelled at the top of his lungs, and trotted forward.

Ye Ran stood there with an umbrella, staring at the temple in front of him.

On closer inspection, this is not a temple at all, it's a tomb.

When he stepped into the temple, he saw a headless Buddha, with a neat and smooth neck, which looked like a real person's neck, very weird.

There were even newly burned incense sticks and bloody... pieces of meat on the tribute table in front of the Buddha statue?

Ye Ran walked around and found that the temple was too tidy. If it was a deserted temple, it would definitely not be so clean.

All kinds of signs indicate that there are still people here who come here to clean and pay tribute regularly.

Then the question is, who would have nothing to do in a temple like this built in the wilderness and come here to pay tribute.

If it was to provide some incense to the Buddha statue, why would they pay tribute with raw meat?

As the saying goes, Buddha statues built in sparsely populated areas are prone to strange things.

This mountain forest is full of monsters and poisonous insects. Buddha statues without enough incense to absorb are very likely to have evil thoughts under the influence of evil spirits.

Over time, they will become what people call wild Buddhas.

In short... it's very weird.

"Boss Ye, I see you swaying left and right, did you see anything?" Mo Ziyang was wiping his hair with a towel, and he was also a little curious.

Ye Ran glanced at him and said, "What do you want to see in broad daylight?"

Mo Ziyang shut up immediately, and after a while he said to everyone, "When the rain is lighter, let's find a place to camp nearby."

Everyone agreed, after all, no one wanted to stay in this weird temple for a night.

...

While everyone was busy, the sky darkened unknowingly.

The originally poor visibility environment was even covered with white fog, which added an inexplicable weirdness to this place.

I don't know if it was because they were too scared, but everyone huddled in their tents, not even willing to let out a ray of light.

Mo Ziyang was also anxious and fidgety. I don't know why, but he seemed to be more nervous than Xia Yan.

In general, in this situation, people are either scared or have something to hide. This guy is obviously the second type.

Ye Ran leaned against the tree outside. Seeing that the time was almost up, he immediately kicked the tent next to him.

Xia Yan walked out with a stern face. She had changed into cool clothes and shivered with cold when the breeze blew.

Ye Ran didn't have the character of sympathizing with women, so he said directly: "Go to the temple and lure that pervert out."

Xia Yan hunched her back slightly, rubbing her arms with her hands constantly, looking at the dark temple in front of her, she couldn't help but feel terrified.

In the end, she could only bite the bullet and slowly move her steps towards the temple.

When she was about to step in, she raised her foot and put it down again and again, and went back and forth for several minutes before she made up her mind.

Ye Ran lit a cigarette and looked at the temple gate silently.

I don't know how long it has been, there is no movement in the temple, the surrounding fog is getting thicker and thicker, and even the outline of the entire temple is beginning to be blurred.

"Uh..."

At this moment, a heavy gasp came from everyone's ears, and many people were so scared that they covered their ears tightly, closed their eyes tightly and trembled.

Mo Ziyang's heart was even more in his throat. He sat there with his eyes wide open, not daring to move, and even his breathing was so tense that it was almost stagnant.

Ye Ran made seals with both hands, bit his fingers and smeared the blood on his eyebrows. With a flash of red light in his eyes, his vision immediately penetrated the thick fog.

On the right side of the temple, there was a headless body slowly approaching the door.

Judging from its clothes, Ye Ran has determined that this thing is a headless Buddha!

But it's strange that his sight has never left the door of the temple. When did the headless Buddha inside go out?

At this moment, Xia Yan in the temple was extremely terrified, her calves trembling as she slowly retreated, having forgotten to ask for help.

Unconsciously, she touched the tribute platform, and subconsciously reached back to find a place to support herself, but accidentally touched something.

Slowly raised her hand and sniffed it under her nose, and the pungent smell of blood made her vomit.

The terrifying panting sound was getting closer and closer, and suddenly!

Xia Yan felt that there was something in front of her, but because there was no light, she couldn't see what it was.

It was for this reason that the fear in her heart was completely aggravated.

"Help... help me..."

Xia Yan's voice was like a mosquito, tears slid down her face, and the extreme fear made her brain lose the consciousness of action.

And her body was completely unable to hold back at this moment, and a warm current slid down her thighs.

"No... don't... someone come to save me..."

Aware that a pair of big hands were wandering on her body, Xia Yan's pupils dilated rapidly and became sluggish.

Ye Ran was shaking the cigarette box outside, and when he found that there was no cigarette left, he crumpled it into a ball and threw it away, and then walked towards the temple slowly.

"Pop!"

The sudden light immediately illuminated half of the front hall.

Ye Ran raised the flashlight and shone it directly on the decapitated Buddha who was doing something wrong: "I'm sorry to disturb your good thing, please die again."

When he moved his eyes over, Xia Yan's eyes were dull, and the decapitated Buddha was still working, ignoring the intruder.

Ye Ran sighed, and immediately took out the black talisman and threw it over.

A large number of sparks instantly appeared on the body of the decapitated Buddha, and it was blown away with a bang.

"I know you have a big need, but I'm not interested in being a live audience now. Please don't ignore me, okay?"

Ye Ran walked slowly to the tribute table and glanced at Xia Yan, who was covered in blood.

"It hurts, save me..." Xia Yan cried.

The next second, the headless Buddha who was knocked out raised his hand and ran towards him.

Ye Ran was quick-witted and lifted Xia Yan in front of him with one hand. The headless Buddha didn't stop and smashed the woman's face with one blow, leaving a large dent.

At this point, Xia Yan was completely dead.

"It's a pity that you didn't hit me." Ye Ran smiled and threw Xia Yan's body aside.

The headless Buddha was stunned in place, his body slowly moved towards Xia Yan, and the ghost energy on his body surged.

Xia Yan had a ghost fetus in her lower abdomen. Now that the mother died, it would naturally die with it.

Judging from the ghost energy on his body, he should be furious.

"It's not good to be distracted during a battle."

Ye Ran's mouth corners slightly raised, Xia Yan on the ground suddenly stood up and walked towards the headless Buddha in a weird posture.

Anyway, there is a free labor force, and it should be of some value even if it dies.

"Come out and play with it." Ye Ran said softly, and the ghost actor suddenly appeared.

Turning his head to look outside the temple, there seemed to be a bell ringing beside his ear just now, and the ghost energy was too high.

After a little consideration, Ye Ran retracted the silk thread and decided to go out to see what was going on.

As a result, as soon as he stepped out of the door, the scene in front of him made him feel a little troubled.

Looking around, he saw red ropes hanging everywhere, and countless soul-soothing bells swaying left and right.

"How come there are ghosts getting married in such a remote place?" Ye Ran narrowed his eyes and glanced at the dense forest on the left.