Thinking of this, Chen Luo walked into the Heavenly King Hall directly in front of him. A broken Buddha statue stood in the hall. The place on the left and right was supposed to be the guards of the four Heavenly Kings, but there was only a pile of gravel rubble. The ground was covered with dust, and there were many spider webs hanging on the roof and walls, which looked like they had been abandoned for many years.

He walked around the hall and found no abnormalities, so he turned around and left and entered the bell tower on one side.

Soon, Chen Luo searched all the buildings in the first courtyard inside and outside, but there was nothing unusual, and the ghost did not appear.

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

After a moment, Chen Luo walked out of the well-preserved Main Hall, his face was as normal as he was, but a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

He had just searched almost all the second courtyards in the core area of ​​the temple, but not to mention ghosts, even a trace of ghost energy was not found.

Not only that, there was no trace of battle everywhere in the temple. If he hadn't heard about the incident between the two guests of Lin and Du families in advance, he would have thought that no one had been here.

"Is it possible that the ghost had already noticed the face of the soul-catching horse and had already hidden? However, the horse had expected this and would not be exposed so easily." Chen Luo secretly guessed in his heart.

"Forget it, I don't want to think so much. I'll do my own thing. As for whether the ghost appears or not, let it go to fate." He said in his heart, and walked around the Main Hall to continue to walk deep into the temple. There were several last buildings there that were not investigated. It should be places such as Dharma Hall, Sutra Hall, and Zen Room.

A burst of rapid 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 and looked about thirty or forty years old.

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

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

"We were planning to leave, but just as we passed a gray tower in front, a woman cried out from inside. A senior monk suddenly stopped and headed into the tower. No matter how we called and pulled it, he did not stop. Senior, the ghost you mentioned may be there. I beg the immortal master to subdue the ghost and rescue the senior brother below." The young monk said, folding his hands together and bowed.

"I beg you to ask for the Immortal Master." Another middle-aged monk also bowed and said, looking quite calm.

"Oh, take me to see." Chen Luo said so suddenly when he heard this.

"Immortal Master, please follow us." The two monks breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Chen Luo agreeing, and immediately led the way forward.

The three of them walked forward and soon arrived at the last courtyard, where a three-story gray tower building appeared in front.

The gray tower doesn't look surprising. The top of the tower has been broken and the walls of the tower have peeled off in many places, and the tower body seems to be a little tilted.

Chen Luo stood there and listened, and did not notice the crying of the young monk as the woman said, but only a gray tower stood quietly in the night.

"It's here." The young monk looked at the gray tower and said.

Chen Luo looked at the tower's body and walked forward.

"Sir Immortal Master, let's go with you." The two monks followed.

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

"Of course I'm afraid, but our senior brother is inside, how can we let Master Immortal take risks alone?" said the young monk.

"Follow you." Chen Luo did not stop the two of them from stepping into the tower.

The situation inside the tower is similar to the hall we were exploring before. It is covered with dust everywhere. Two smaller Buddha statues are located here. One has been broken and the other has fallen to the ground.

He glanced around for a few seconds, stepped onto the stairs in the tower, and stepped onto the second floor of the gray tower with a squeak.

The situation on the second floor is similar to that on the first floor. There are two statues here, which are complete than the statue below and stand upright. Apart from that, there is nothing special.

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

In fact, there were several large holes on the ground on the second floor, and they were creaking when they stepped on it, as if they might collapse at any time.

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

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

The sound came into my ears, and the whole body suddenly became stiff, the skin tightened, and the pores in my body stood up.

He turned around like lightning, raised his hands, and the talisman in his hand subconsciously wanted to stimulate it, but behind him was empty and nothing.

Chen Luo couldn't help but look stunned when he saw this scene.

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

At the same time, his waist tightened, and two black hands reached out and hugged them firmly. It was the two monks following him.

The two of them turned into zombies with black complexions at some point, their bloody mouths with yellow mucus flowing open and bit them towards the sinking.

He was shocked, but not panic. His expression suddenly became sinister. He took a deep breath and a strange sound in his body.

His body suddenly shrank for more than a circle, and then he suddenly rushed upwards, like a slippery fish, and broke free from his two big hands, landing about a meter away, with a pale face.

What Shen Luo has just been used is a method of shrinking bones in the Huangting Sutra.

Although he was unable to practice the Huangting Sutra in reality, he could barely use some simple physical skills to practice this technique to the level of great success in his dreams.

However, his real body has not been tempered by the Huangting Jing, and he has a lot of burden for using these methods.

Chen Luo raised his eyes and looked at the two zombie monks who were still stunned. He flashed his eyes. He raised his hand holding the ghost roar ring and wanted to give it to them.

However, at this moment, he felt the sound of wind in his ears suddenly. He did not turn his head in the flash, but instead urged his mind, his feet were bright and he stepped forward.

His figure suddenly became blurred, and he flew to the front of the left for more than two feet. When he turned around, he was shocked.

I saw a white figure with disheveled hair at the place where I was standing, with blue-purple skin, white eyes raised, and a long blood-colored tongue stretched out from my mouth and hanged to my waist and abdomen, looking extremely cunning.

The long-tongued ghost bent his arms forward, and the claws that were several inches long on his ten fingers were stretching and contracting.
Chapter completed!