Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"No! No!"

"【Zhongkui·Nullified】!"

The desire to eat Liu Sui in his mind rose sharply.

Zuo Yang slapped himself.

"Buzz~"

After his neck throbbed for a while, the desire slowly faded.

"Fuck!"

"Just now... I actually wanted to eat people?"

"Am I assimilated by 【Ghost Face Sore】 or something?"

Shaking his head, Zuo Yang muttered.

"Boy, don't blame me."

"Didn't you feel it? There is something abnormal here, and that woman in heat, she is not right either..."

【Ghost Face Sore】 throbbed, looking around.

"This place... is really strange..."

"You have to pay attention."

"Yes..."

Zuo Yang just agreed.

"Zuo Yang! Zuo Yang!"

"Take me! Take me!"

Suddenly, Liu Sui, who was pushed away, looked crazy.

Her face was almost red, just like she had taken an aphrodisiac.

"Buzz~"

The time around her froze for a while.

When Zuo Yang came back to his senses, his shirt had been unbuttoned by Liu Sui, and she was lying in his arms.

"Nimma!"

"You use [Time Stop] like this, right?"

"I've taught you how to do it?"

With a condensed face, Zuo Yang could feel that the time around him was fluctuating again.

Three dry bones rushed out from behind him in a hurry.

"[Stealing Ghost]!"

"Buzz~"

After time accelerated, Zuo Yang could see that Liu Sui's next step was to unbutton her pants...

She...

She actually wanted to use [Time Stop], what?

Crazy!

She was so hungry?

The figure flickered, and Zuo Yang appeared in another corner of the temple.

"Zuo Yang! Zuo Yang!"

Liu Sui's eyes were red, and she couldn't find Zuo Yang, so she ran around outside the temple like a madman.

"Something is wrong..."

The figure flickered, and Zuo Yang looked at the others again.

Under Qian Xiangdong's feet, a huge electric current was brewing.

His face was also red.

But his redness was not from estrus, but from anger.

"Zuo Yang..."

"Why are you the only one who is fine!"

"Why, don't you need to be a dog for [Purebred]!"

He cursed and looked for Zuo Yang's figure everywhere.

Zuo Yang looked strange.

"No... Where is the other person?"

He was very curious!

Liu Sui was so close to him just now, where is Lin Chi?

He couldn't not come out!

"It seems... After going up the mountain, everyone magnified their inner emotions?"

Zuo Yang guessed secretly, and silently circled [Izumo Temple].

Not long after, in the left corner of [Izumo Temple], Zuo Yang saw Lin Chi's paper car.

At this moment, he was slumped in the car with a lazy expression on his face.

"Hey!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh? Zuo Yang?"

"I'm a little tired! Just take a break..."

He waved his hand, looking tired.

"Take a break?"

"Rest in a den of ghosts?"

"What do you care about me?"

"Click~"

Lin Chi seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to Zuo Yang, and he actually rolled up the window and fell asleep in the car!

"Hiss..."

"It's useless..."

"It's all useless!"

"Dong~~Dong~~Dong~~"

The sound of the bell became long and deep without knowing when.

The outline of [Izumo Temple] was looming in the darkness.

"Hey?"

"What am I doing?"

Suddenly, Lin Chi in the car was confused.

Zuo Yang's eyes flickered.

Seeing that [Izumo Temple] was about to disappear, Zuo Yang strode into the temple.

As a result, Liu Sui, Qian Xiangdong, and the remaining ten ghost riders followed in after seeing Zuo Yang's movements.

"Dong~~~"

"Dong~~~"

"Dong~~~"

The intervals between the bells became longer and longer, and everyone standing in the temple stared at each other.

"Just now..."

Liu Sui blushed, not daring to look at Zuo Yang.

"Are you all right?"

Hearing the sound, he looked at the people in Team C. Now, their eyes were clear, and they were no longer as frantic as before.

"It should be a strange power..."

"However, there was no such situation when we went up the mountain just now. Could it be that as time goes by, the hidden emotions in our hearts will gradually increase?"

Qian Xiangdong guessed, and Zuo Yang shook his head.

"Maybe it has nothing to do with time..."

"Then why is it okay after entering the temple? Instead, it will be affected outside the temple? Is it a problem of location?"

"..."

Without responding to Qian Xiangdong's words, Zuo Yang thought of the voice before reaching the top.

He said that if we stop here, nothing will happen...

Could it be thatThe situation is different on the mountain and down the mountain?

"Forget it..."

"Let's not study these for the time being..."

Zuo Yang's sight gradually turned to the layout of the temple of [Izumo Temple].

Right in front is the main hall dedicated to various Buddhas. There are two narrow roads on the left and right sides of the main hall. It seems that there are more buildings and facilities.

"Let's go? Go in and take a look?"

Pointing at the main hall, Zuo Yang strode in, and Qian Xiangdong and his party followed him in.

In the center of the hall, the sitting Buddha is majestic and indifferent, but gives people a sense of deterrence.

There are more than a hundred small Buddhas around, and the whole hall is empty.

In front of the Buddha's niche, three cushions are placed for kneeling and worship.

The curling green smoke floats out of the incense burner on the niche. It is quiet and elegant here.

"What's wrong with this...?"

Qian Xiangdong looked around and didn't see any problems.

"Dong..."

After the long bell sounded again, it seemed to never sound again.

"Captain... it seems nothing..."

"Unless... smash these Buddha statues? See if there is anything strange?"

A [Ghost Control] asked, Qian Xiangdong immediately looked hesitant.

Deep down, he still had respect for Buddha statues, and he shook his head, "Forget it... check other rooms first. If there is nothing found there... we will come back to study here..."

"Understood, Captain!"

The team member with "C10" on his chest was about to walk out of the Buddhist hall.

He just stepped out of the threshold.

"Bang!!!"

The whole person suddenly exploded without warning! ! !

"Puff~~~"

The bright red flesh and blood splattered, and the blood splashed on everyone's face.

"This... this..."

Qian Xiangdong opened his mouth wide, looking at the broken body at the door with horror.

"C10"...

"C10" seemed to be squeezed by a huge force. From head to toe, he was crushed and turned into a pile of wrinkles.

He was like thin paper, bloody and deformed, stuck to the ground.

His flesh, clothes, and horrified face were like a picture, frozen on the door frame for a long time.

"Who?! Who?!!!"

After panicking, Qian Xiangdong roared around.

"......"

Everyone was silent.

No one knew how "C10" died.

It was as if a giant hand fell from the sky and slapped "C10" to death like a mosquito.

"Captain... Captain..."

"Can we still get out?"

A ghost rider asked tremblingly, and Qian Xiangdong said nothing with a dark face.

The Buddhist hall fell into a deathly silence!