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Chapter 20: The Blindfolded Living Dead

It can be seen from the chain on the door that no one has entered this place for a long time!

Although it is above the ground, it is like an ancient tomb buried in the earth and has not been visited all year round.

However, what was unexpected was that when the door was pushed open, accompanied by a burst of smoke and dust, Gui Dao immediately took a step forward alertly and blocked Chen Zhi's front.

Ghost Sword made a gesture to signal them to stop advancing, then looked inside, then turned back to Chen Zhi and said softly:

"Be careful, there are living things inside, more than one~~"

This sentence really shocked everyone, especially the little monk, who was so scared that he lost his mind.

Before coming here, the abbot of the Great Mercy Temple had made it very clear that there was no one in charge of the relic tower.

If there is really anyone in this courtyard at this time, it will definitely not be the staff, let alone the monks in the temple.

Who could that be?

After hearing Ghost Sword's words, Fat Wei also took a few steps forward, picked up the lamp in his hand, looked inside, twisted some soil on the ground, stretched out his nose and smelled.

I saw that the ground in front of me was covered with large pieces of hard sand. The sand was condensed after years of absence of green plants.

In the hazy darkness, some dark objects could be seen scattered randomly on the ground.

I don’t know what age it was from, and I couldn’t see clearly what it was used for, but it was in such a state of tatters that it would probably turn into rubbish if touched.

"Damn~~",

Fat Wei sniffed the sand in his hands and said softly,

"It shouldn't be, such a quiet place!

Why..., why does tnd smell like a corpse and is an old man who has been dead for a long time? It is really evil!"

"Do you mean there are dead people here?",

Chen Zhi said softly, stepped in with one step, turned on the flashlight in his hand, and shined forward.

This courtyard is indeed very spacious, leading directly to a stone-paved avenue in front. It is a typical courtyard structure of the Tang Dynasty.

There are many Zen rooms on both sides of the avenue. This layout is very common. Almost every ancient temple will have this layout. The Buddha statue is enshrined in the front and the monks live in the side rooms on both sides.

These Zen rooms are all in the style of the early Tang Dynasty. They have probably never been repaired. The windows and doors are all gone. Some even have half of the roof collapsed, making them look dilapidated.

However, behind the doorways of those meditation rooms, they were all dark and looked like monsters with huge mouths, which made people look away.

I don’t know why, but these meditation rooms give people a great sense of depression. This sense of depression is unique, and combined with the heavy and solemn atmosphere of the temple as a whole, it makes people feel even more terrifying from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at the gloomy scene in front of them, the scientific researchers stepped back a little. Fat Wei and Ghost Sword were also very vigilant, and they all followed them in.

However, Danxuan didn't care much about these conditions. He held the staff in his hand and walked in step by step.

According to the decision just made, Ghost Sword and Fat Wei should be guarding outside this time.

Given the current situation, Ghost Sword was obviously a little worried and followed him in.

And when Ghost Sword just stepped onto the avenue in the courtyard, he heard a strange sound from the Buddhist temples on both sides that looked like haunted houses.

"Ahem!

Cough!",

The voice was extremely old, as if he had phlegm that he wanted to cough up but couldn't. It was extremely stuffy and uncomfortable, and it sounded eerie, like a ghost coughing.

Everyone stopped for a moment and looked involuntarily towards the meditation rooms on both sides.

Only then did they see that, from unknown time on, there were figures standing in the dark door!

Those figures are obviously very jagged, as if they can never straighten their backs.

Through the faint moonlight, Chen Zhi could clearly see that those people seemed to be holding Buddhist beads in their hands.

"Amitabha!",

Danxuan clasped his hands together and bowed forward.

"The junior abbot of Tianfa Temple, Danxuan, is a disciple of Master Puhang. Today, he entered the precious land with the permission of the abbot of your temple.

Please forgive me for disturbing all the seniors who are doing their best!

Let’s go!”,

After Danxuan finished speaking, he didn't even look at the strange figures on both sides. He just looked sideways and said to Chen Zhi,

"Let's go!

Recognize our purpose clearly and don’t care about other things..."

After saying that, he walked straight ahead along the road, seemingly without any curiosity.

But Chen Zhi couldn't help but notice those strange figures.

As they walked into the courtyard, the figures gradually walked out of the dark meditation room.

Under the bright moonlight, those figures revealed their faces one by one.

And these true faces are really scary.

They were simply walking mummies, each one emaciated and covered with only a thin layer of skin.

But their eyes were covered with cloth and they could not see anything. Despite this, they could still see that their faces were extremely ferocious and ferocious.

Like other monks, they all have ring scars on their heads, wear monk's robes on their bodies, and hold Buddhist beads in their hands.

But their monks' robes were in tatters, and a moldy and rotten smell could be smelled from a distance, as if they had just been dug out of a graveyard.

"Ah cough, ah cough...",

Those people who were like walking zombies didn't seem to understand what Danxuan said. In fact, they seemed to have no consciousness and were just walking by instinct.

Hearing someone coming in, they slowly began to gather on the avenue.

Along with the footsteps of their gathering, Chen Zhi heard a heavy sound of iron chains.

It was then that Chen Zhicai noticed that their feet were all tied with heavy iron shackles.

Although the iron shackles were already rusty, the original shape could still be seen, and the style of those iron shackles surprised Chen Zhi.

Those shackles were one of the most common instruments of torture used by the government in ancient times, and were used to detain important prisoners.

The designs of torture instruments by the ancients were basically the same, and there were not many changes in the past dynasties, especially shackles.

Shackles are instruments of torture worn on the hands or feet, created to prevent people from escaping.

What a prisoner wears on his hands is called "shackles" and what he wears on his feet is called "shackles."

Ordinary criminals are basically only handcuffed, and very few are shackled.

Those who can wear shackles on their feet are basically felons who commit murder and take property.

And it is difficult for such a person to have anything to do with this holy and tall Great Mercy Temple.

The presence of these shackled people here clearly proves one thing.

First, they must have stayed here for a long time and have already exceeded the limit of human lifespan.

Second, they were all once heinous sinners who took human lives!

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