My father's eyes were burning with anger, which I had never seen before. His majestic figure stood in front of me, and I felt an inexplicable sense of security standing behind him.
The old bald donkey's face was very ugly, with a sinister look on his wrinkled old face. Twenty years ago, his legs were burnt into two white bones by his father. He had been resentful for twenty years.
That's why he mistakenly thought I was his father when I appeared.
"Anita Buddha, for the past twenty years, this poor monk has been unable to sleep at night or leave the house. He has neither humans nor ghosts. It's all your gift." The old bald donkey said bitterly.
The father looked calm, with his hands behind his back, disapprovingly.
The old bald donkey laughed sinisterly and stroked the black beads on his hand. Rather than saying they were beads, they were more like open dead eyeballs.
"These nine eyeballs were dug out from nine evil corpses by the poor monk who spent countless efforts, just to let you taste their power."
The old bald donkey was full of confidence. Even though he was as strong as Qing Feng just now, he was frightened by the beads in his hand, and his position was in chaos.
My heart suddenly tightened. This old bald donkey is really evil. I don’t know where he got these corpse eyeballs. Each one exudes a chilling aura.
To be honest, looking at the old monk's unruly and gloomy look, I didn't feel confident at all; but my father didn't think so!
I saw my father's majestic figure moving. He strode forward, not very fast, but with every step he took, I could feel a little calmness in my heart.
Whose father is not a hero, and whose father is not like a magic weapon descended from heaven in front of his children?
The old bald donkey sneered, and suddenly, I saw one of the beads on his hand shoot directly towards my father's body, as fast as the blink of an eye.
I quickly warned him to be careful, and Qingfeng was even more shocked!
My father stood still, like a mountain.
The black eyeballs were filled with murderous intent, and the surrounding air suddenly dropped to freezing point. I held my breath and watched my father's every move.
"He attacked my wife and bullied my son. He is such an old and bald donkey. It will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart until he dies!"
The father roared angrily and grabbed the air with his bare hands. Then he let go, and the murderous eyeball just now fell silently on his palm.
The father raised his hand, and the black eyeballs instantly turned into powder and fell to the ground.
A smile appeared on the corner of my father's mouth, showing his disdain for the old bald donkey.
"You have been preparing for twenty years, and this is all you have?" the father said calmly.
The old bald donkey's face was livid, and he couldn't believe that the corpse-like eyeballs he had spent so much effort to obtain were destroyed by his father in an understatement.
"Impossible, this is the Yin Corpse Eye that the poor monk got from the extremely cold place. How could you do it so easily..."
The old bald donkey was unwilling to give in. He muttered something, and then waved the beads in his hand again. This time, I saw two eyeballs in his hand flying towards my father.
"This is the eyeball of a fire corpse and a water corpse. The blend of water and fire is irresistible!" the old bald donkey yelled.
The two eyeballs rotated rapidly in mid-air, bringing up a ball of flames and water droplets; his father suddenly took a step forward, a flash of blood flashed in his deep pupils, his hands condensed into fists, and before the black eyeballs came close to his body, he
It was blown to pieces by his fists.
At this time, the old bald donkey was completely shocked. He seemed like a deflated rubber ball, and his whole old face suddenly wrinkled like old tree bark. His father defeated his attack twice in a row, which was undoubtedly for him.
It's a huge blow.
Before the old bald donkey could regain his composure, his father had already stepped forward. He stepped over the corpse at his feet and appeared in front of the old bald donkey.
The old bald donkey seemed a little panicked. He quickly raised the beads in his hand. This was his last resort, but it seemed insignificant in front of his father.
"It was my failure that allowed you to live twenty more years," his father said calmly.
The old bald donkey's eyes were wide open, and all the beads in his hands were pointing towards his father. He wanted to turn the tide, but it was a pity that his father did not give him this chance.
The father moved with a flick of his sleeves, and all six black eyeballs were slapped to the ground. The old bald donkey had no other options at this point. He slumped on the ground helplessly, his face ashen...
"It's time to end."
My father raised his hand and was about to lower it, but at this moment, a penetrating sound came from unknown direction.
"Stop it, Mr. Chen!"
The father really stopped. He raised his head and looked into the distance. A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You finally showed up?"
"You have been hiding in my evil temple for so many years just to force me to show up?"
"Yes, the person who ties the bell must be tied to untie the bell. If you don't come out, I will kill your good disciple," said the father.
"So what if you kill him? The Chen family has been abandoned by God and is destined to be unable to change."
"Then try it!"
My father said no more. He stretched out his finger and tapped the old bald donkey's head. Soon I saw a trace of blood on the old bald donkey's forehead. My father's finger was so strong that it penetrated him in an instant.
's head.
The old bald donkey didn't make any sound until he died. His body fell slowly, his eyes full of endless terror.
"Asshole!"
The father's actions obviously angered the strong man hiding in the darkness. He yelled angrily and then made no response.
"Old friend, now that you are here, why leave?"
The father did not hesitate and rushed out. The person who was talking in secret just now was obviously the one he had been looking for for a long time.
Before he disappeared, my father looked back at me. There was a touch of gentleness in his deep eyes. He said, "Baby, you have grown up. It's time to pursue your own beliefs."
"Father, where are you going?" I asked.
"The Evil Temple contains the secrets of our Chen family. There will be a fierce battle here soon. You should leave as soon as possible and don't stay too long."
"What about mother?"
When I talked about my mother, my father's expression was obviously more lonely. He left quickly, leaving only his lonely back in the darkness...
At this point, only corpses were left on the ground on the second floor of the Pavilion of Hiding Evils. The old bald donkey, the evil monk, and Li Tianxuan, who came with me, also stayed here forever.
I carried Li Tianxuan's body on my back and entered the Temple of Evil. Although he and I had known each other for a short time, he was able to treat me life and death. This kind of friendship is something I will never forget!
Ten minutes later, Qingfeng lit the entire Evil Pavilion on fire; he took me to the back garden of the Evil Temple, and together with me we buried Li Tianxuan's body in a place surrounded by flowers and plants.
"You have always wanted to enter the Temple of Evil. Now, your dream has finally come true. You can stay here forever." I smiled bitterly and made a simple grave bag and tombstone for Li Tianxuan. Before leaving, there was nothing to pay homage to.
In the end, I asked Qing Feng for three cigarettes to put in front of the tombstone, so that Li Tianxuan’s grave would not be so deserted...
Not long after, Qingfeng said goodbye to me, saying that he still had things to do, and warned me to leave the Temple of Evil as soon as possible.
I nodded in agreement, but that was not what I thought in my heart; my father was still in this evil temple, how could I, the son, leave with peace of mind?
After bidding farewell to Qingfeng, I took advantage of the darkness and plunged into the Evil Temple again.
After a while, I found a house, and looking in from the window of the house, I vaguely saw a familiar figure; it was Ah Hong who was blindfolded and tied to the bed, and in the house, a man with a sinister face
The monk was taking off A Hong's clothes one by one with a smile on his face...