Looking at the temple in front of me, I couldn't help but frown. The paper crane stopped here, which proved that the ghost must be in the temple.
But this is somewhat unjustifiable. The temples are dedicated to Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. How dare a ghost to find a home in the temple? This is really unbelievable!
Duanmuqing and I came to the front gate. This small temple was old for who knows how many years. It was already dilapidated. Even the door was rotten.
I pushed it casually, and the door fell down, stirring up a cloud of dust.
When the dust dispersed, Duanmuqing and I looked inside.
The small courtyard of the temple is paved with green bricks, but it is now covered with weeds.
There is a well in the yard, and there is a tree next to the wellhead, which is an osmanthus tree.
When I saw the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, my heart couldn't help but move.
Every year on the ninth day of September, a cup of osmanthus tea would appear in the man's house.
The ghost is here, and there is also an osmanthus tree here. There must be a connection between them.
It’s just that I can’t figure out why that ghost makes a cup of osmanthus tea every year. What is his purpose in doing this?
The small temple has been abandoned for countless years, and the door of the main hall has fallen off.
You can clearly see that there is a Buddha statue inside.
It's just that the Buddha statue has been smashed by someone. The upper body fell to the ground and was almost smashed to pieces. It's no longer possible to see what kind of Buddha it is.
Duanmuqing and I walked in. The main hall had been abandoned for too long. There were many holes in it. When we raised our heads, we could see the sky.
However, judging from the scale of the buildings here, this temple must have had quite a lot of incense back then. I don’t know how it ended up being abandoned and turned into what it is now.
At this time, the sky outside was gradually getting dark.
However, Duanmuqing and I were not worried at all. We were very different. If we were afraid of the dark, it would be laughable.
As for the little guy, he is not afraid anymore.
We searched around and found nothing unusual.
But I know that my talisman paper is not wrong. The ghost must be hiding here, but now he doesn't want to come out.
I snorted coldly, squatted on the ground, put my right hand on the ground, and felt the yin energy around me.
After a moment, I withdrew my hand and looked forward.
Everything is normal in this small temple, except for the well, and the atmosphere in that well is a little abnormal.
That is Yin Qi, the Yin Qi that only Yin things have, but that Yin Qi is completely different from other Yin spirits. In addition to the Yin Qi, there is actually a faint holy breath.
I don't know what that smell is. Although it is holy, it makes me feel deeply disgusted.
"In that well." I said to Duanmuqing.
After hearing my words, Duanmuqing rushed to the well, and the little boy and I followed.
Looking down, I saw that although the well was old, it had not dried up. There was still water, and as soon as I got close, there was a gloomy air rushing towards my face!
I looked at the mouth of the well and frowned, knowing that the evil thing must be inside.
"How to get him out?" Duanmuqing turned to me and asked.
Hearing his words, I was stunned for a moment.
Although we can now conclude that the ghost is at the bottom of the well, how are we going to get him out?
"How about you go down?" I said to Duanmuqing.
"I'll do it to you!" Duanmuqing refused without hesitation.
I didn't pay attention because I was just joking with him. The well was so small that I couldn't even turn around when I went in. How could I let him go down?
Forget about catching ghosts, if you go down there, you will probably drown him directly.
I put my hand on the mouth of the well, feeling the breath of the ghost.
This time I felt more clearly that the ghost was in the well, and I could feel that this ghost was really different.
Because he does not have the evil spirit and resentment of ordinary ghosts at all, but is extremely stable, and even has a peaceful and pure aura.
Of course, I can also feel that this ghost is very powerful, even more powerful than ordinary ghosts. If calculated according to the level of the ghost, he should have the strength of a ghost general.
This surprised me. You have to know that this is the world of the sun. A ghost has actually cultivated the strength of a ghost general in the world of the sun. This is almost impossible. How did this guy do it?
And what surprised me the most was that the aura of this femininity was really different from ordinary ghosts.
His breathing was always steady without any fluctuations, and he seemed to be sleeping.
Looking at the mouth of the well, I frowned.
This ghost seemed to be different from other ghosts. He didn't harm anyone and usually stayed at the bottom of the well. I was hesitant to wake him up.
But in the end I took out a piece of talisman paper from my pocket and threw it towards the well entrance.
When I dropped the talisman, I silently recited a spell. The talisman that fell into the well suddenly turned into a ball of fire, and then hit the well with a loud bang!
I kept throwing out five or six talisman papers one after another.
"who is it!"
At this moment, a somewhat vicissitudes of voice came from the bottom of the well.
I know that the ghost has woken up.
Following his voice, a thick fog gradually emerged from the wellhead.
There is a shadow of a man in the thick fog.
The man was bald, with a long braid on his back, and was wearing a robe. He looked like he was dressed in the Qing Dynasty style!
In other words, this guy has been dead for at least a hundred years!
"Who are you to disturb my Qingxiu?" The ghost looked at me and Duanmu Qing and said slowly.
Although it was woken up by Duanmuqing and I, the tone of this femininity did not seem angry, but rather peaceful.
Especially, there was an aura about him that was definitely not found in ordinary ghosts, and that aura had a hint of holiness.
Looking at that ghost, I couldn't help but frown, because I could feel that the holy breath on his body was actually the breath of the Buddha!
In the illusion given to me by Ying Gou, I saw the battle in the underworld, saw Ksitigarbha take action, and felt the endless breath of the Buddha.
Of course, the breath of this ghost cannot be compared with that of Ksitigarbha, but it is the breath of Buddha.
He is a ghost, a ghost, how can he have Buddha's breath on his body!
