Qin Liuxi happily left Nanwu Temple with Ren Ting and the others. Master Zhicheng and others breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had finally sent away the God of Plague. However, they did not know that their large khaki monk robes had a small
The yellow paper figure lies at the end of the robe, almost the same color as the monk's robe.
"You guys go back to the city first." Qin Liuxi asked Ren Ting and others to go first.
Ren Ting was stunned: "Young Master, are you?"
"This Nanmo Temple is not like what we see on the surface. There are some things that you can't get your hands on. I will go back again." Qin Liuxi said.
"Is it related to the loss of my mother's soul?"
Qin Liuxi was silent for a while and said: "That evil Buddha statue came from them. As for your mother's two souls and seven souls, I will try to summon one or two again in Nanmo Temple later, but can I recall them?"
, but it’s hard to say.”
Ren Ting's heart was choked and he said in a deep voice, "I understand what the Young Master said."
Qin Liuxi opened her mouth to comfort people, but comforting people was really not her specialty, so she finally let out a sigh.
Ren Ting also knew that nothing could be worse than what he was doing now. He could not save his mother, but he had to avenge her. The Nanmo Temple had such obvious evil deeds, and it could not be allowed to continue to exist and harm people.
"Young Master, if we can't help those who are beyond the means of ordinary mortals like us, we won't hold you back. But when it comes to arresting people and destroying this Black Heart Temple, we can always help, and we can't rely on you to fight alone, right?
Ren Ting looked at the plaque of Nanwu Temple and said: "This temple that is harmful to people must be informed to the people to prevent more people from being harmed, so the government needs to take action."
Qin Liuxi sighed lightly. Once some believers are brainwashed, they are really no different from crazy. They will still believe it even if they tell the truth. However, to prevent more people from being deceived, the government really needs to advertise it widely.
"In this case, you can recruit some people and find a farmer nearby. If there is any news, I will send someone to inform you."
Lan Xing stood up and said, "I'll follow you. I can be an errand boy."
Qin Liuxi shook his head: "You should follow Ren Ting. Nanmo Temple and Lingxu Palace may be somewhat related and have some similarities."
Lan Xing's eyes lit up: "Then I have to keep up."
"No, if you really meet that person, you will have to fight not only with your skills, but with your skills. If you follow me, if you are caught, I will have to distract you to save you, but my hands and feet will be tied up."
Qin Liuxi refused without thinking, looked at him and said, "You really can't sit still, so just stay with the person Ren Ting ordered."
Lan Xing wanted to say that he was not afraid of death, but under Qin Liuxi's eyes and thinking about Lan You's situation, he finally nodded.
Qin Liuxi asked them to leave first, while she took advantage of the fact that it was still dark, put an invisibility charm on herself, and boldly re-entered Nanmo Temple. At the same time, she was distractedly paying attention to Zhicheng's movements.
The other party may have been injured by the soul-summoning technique. As soon as he returned to the meditation room, he started swallowing pills and meditating, and then had dinner.
Through the eyes of the little paper man, Qin Liuxi looked at the small dining table and sneered. There were no outsiders here, so he didn't pretend anymore.
There was meat, wine, and white rice on the small dining table. This little life was more enjoyable than many people. No wonder he looked so plump and smooth.
Qin Liuxi snorted and entered the side hall. No one was in the hall now, but there was a little movement from his legs. When he lowered his head, he saw it was the little paper man she had left behind.
But I saw it tugging at the corner of her robe, raising one hand, then jumping lightly to the ground, running towards the back of the Amitabha statue in the side hall, and pointing to a place.
Qin Liuxi lowered her head and saw that there was a small crack at the base of the wall of the Sutra Pavilion. She couldn't find it if she didn't look closely. She bent down and stretched out her fingers to explore.
There is wind blowing from that small gap, which proves that there is some kind of tunnel or cellar here to allow air circulation.
"Where's the agency?"
The little paper man lay on the ground, and the piece of paper slid into the gap. I don't know what it did inside. With two rattles, a small door opened automatically through the pavilion wall for only one person to walk in.
Qin Liuxi ducked in. There was a staircase at his feet, and oil lamps were placed on the two walls for lighting.
The little paper figure swayed on an oil lamp, floated down, landed on her shoulder, and pointed downwards.
Qin Liuxi walked in, thinking that there were secret passages everywhere, including the Son-Song Temple that had been destroyed before.
It's very dark.
Walking down the stairs, the air was a bit cold. Qin Liuxi suddenly stopped and looked at the wall. There was a Buddha statue there. It was the evil Buddha statue, exuding Yin energy and evil energy, and his eyes stared as if they were alive.
It's very strange when you look at it.
This is a real deal.
Qin Liuxi sneered and walked further down, until he reached the flat ground and kept moving forward.
Throughout the entire secret passage, there is an evil Buddha statue every few feet, making this cramped secret passage even more cold and irritating.
Pfft.
A small flame appeared on Qin Liuxi's fingertips. The hot and bright red fire dyed her eyes red, and her anxiety dissipated, and she quickened her pace.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, Qin Liuxi felt a sense of wetness. When she walked out of the exit, she looked back and twitched the corner of her mouth.
The exit turned out to be the living door of a tomb.
But in front of them was a valley with dense but gloomy woods. Not far away, there seemed to be voices and firelight.
She followed the sound, walked a few steps, and heard the chirping of a vulture again. She thought for a moment and walked to the left.
After passing through a thorn bush, Qin Liuxi smelled the smell of blood. She frowned and walked quickly for a few steps. A deep pit filled with strong Yin energy appeared in front of her eyes, and the mud beside the pit.
It was dug in a mess. When she looked into the pit, her pupils shrank.
In the pit, there were several corpses and bones piled up in random directions. Two or three vultures were pecking at the corpses. I don't know if they were frightened by her arrival. They flapped their huge wings and flew away with chirps.
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Qin Liuxi's face looked a little ugly. Looking around, except for the corpses in the corpse pit, there was no ghost.
Looking at these corpses, they don't look like they died naturally. If they died violently, resentful spirits should be following the corpses, but there are not, and there are none at all. This is a bit strange.
Qin Liuxi left here and continued back to the main road. As he walked up, the sound of people became louder and louder, mixed with a little female voice.
Her frown deepened.
"Ahem."
"Old host, I'd better go find some herbal medicine, otherwise how can your body endure this?" A hoarse male voice sounded.
Qin Liu walked around a tree to the west, and a huge shack appeared in front of him. Further ahead, there were several mud cellars and some wooden houses.
"No need, this life is no longer worthy of living. If you die, it will be over. My sins can only be redeemed in the underworld." An older voice came into Qin Liuxi's ear, and the speaker
