This is a green gourd, no different from an ordinary gourd.

Although it was hanging there so brightly, it was not that conspicuous originally.

Even Fa Hai had not discovered its existence before.

Precisely because it is so common, no one would have thought that such an ordinary wild gourd could be a monster hiding in the dark.

Jiang Zhou learned the lesson of the incarnation and did not rush into the ruined temple when he came here.

Using the Black Mountain method, we searched the surrounding area for more than ten miles. Although we found this gourd, we found nothing unusual.

It wasn't until he used the incense ashes from the incense burner in front of the small temple to perform the art of taking the moon and trace the source back that he discovered a clue...

Perhaps knowing that he was exposed, Xiaomiao intended to attack Fa Hai and others.

I just don’t know if it was because I knew there was nothing that could be done to Fa Hai, or for some reason, I suddenly gave up on this thing.

In fact, Jiang Zhou didn't even have time to take action.

"What?!"

But what Fahai said shocked everyone and they looked at the gourd.

But no matter what, they couldn't believe that such a terrifying and weird little temple, which had trapped them for so long and caused them to experience such a nightmare, could have been created by such a small gourd?

"Hurrah!"

"It was you, a monster, who caused us so much misery! You even killed Senior Brother Fangyuan and the others!"

"I want your life!"

While the others were still in shock, the girl from Shenshui Temple, Zhuo Ying, was already furious. She picked up her dagger and slashed at the gourd with an angry scolding.

"Junior Sister Zhuo!"

Zhan Ziqian, Fang Zheng and others were all shocked.

Judging from their experiences, since entering this place, so many people have followed the path silently. If they had not met Monk Fahai on the way, none of them would have survived.

How can they deal with such means?

Taking action hastily will only anger the other party and cause further disaster.

It's just that although Zhuo Ying is young, his martial arts skills are not bad, and his sword skills are as fast as lightning. When he strikes suddenly, they can't stop him in time.

Although Jiang Zhou and the incarnation Fahai could easily stop him, they did not move.

Let her strike down with a sword.

"when!"

"Ding!"

This sword struck the green gourd and made a sound of gold and iron.

Zhuo Ying, on the other hand, was shaken and knocked backwards. The long sword in his hand was bounced and flew out. It was nailed into the rock on the side and was deeply engraved in the handle.

"Junior sister Zhuo! Are you okay?"

Several people rushed forward to help her.

Many people were not frightened, but were stimulated by this scene. Thinking of what they and others had experienced in the temple, and how many of their fellow disciples had been so miserably harmed by those evil Buddha statues, their minds were suddenly overwhelmed.

This is a rebound that is almost frightening to the extreme.

Without caring about the consequences, several people raised their swords and slashed at the gourd.

"Don't chop it, don't chop it!"

This time, he failed to hit the target.

Before the swords fell down, the gourd suddenly made a human voice, shook a few times on the vine, fell off, and rolled to the ground.

However, several people were cut into pieces.

The gourd rolled on the ground several times and cracked from the middle.

An egg the size of a palm rolled out of it.

The egg shook on the ground, and cracks gradually appeared on the eggshell.

Until the eggshell broke, a person jumped out from inside.

As soon as this person appears, he will rise in the wind, and in the blink of an eye he will become the same size as an ordinary person.

Everyone suddenly felt a foul smell assaulting their nostrils, and couldn't help but cover their noses and feel like vomiting.

The person who came out of the gourd was a young monk wearing a gray cloth monk's robe.

This monk looks to be no more than ten years old, with a delicate appearance, but looks younger than Fang Zheng and Zhuo Ying.

But there was a pungent stench on his body that lingered and made people avoid him.

Someone carefully discovered that this little monk had a huge mess behind him.

The monk's robes and flesh and blood melted and mixed together, red and black mixed together, indistinguishable from each other, and became a mess.

The stench seemed to be emanating from this rotten back.

As soon as the young monk stood firm, Heshi bowed to everyone around him and said, "Please don't chop me off! Don't chop me off!"

Seeing such a series of changes, everyone was stunned, and for a moment they didn't know how to react.

Jiang Zhou and the incarnation looked at each other, and then Fahai came forward and said: "Amitabha, who are you, a monster? How dare you harm people and commit evil here."

When the young monk heard this, he shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no!"

"This mage knows clearly that this little monk did no harm to anyone! Never!"

The little girl Zhuo Ying has come to her senses. After what happened just now, she is still not afraid. After hearing this, she angrily yelled: "We have seen it with our own eyes and experienced it ourselves, but you still dare to quibble!"

She pointed back: "Senior Brother Fangyuan and the others were harmed so miserably by you! Even though they died without their whole bodies, how dare you say that you didn't harm anyone!"

Although in the small temple, everyone was protected by Fahai.

But the dozen or so people who had been kowtowing in front of the incense burner all started to mutilate themselves in strange ways.

Fangyuan twisted his hands and even his neck into twists.

Others also mutilated themselves more or less, or cut off their arms, or mutilated their hands and feet, or even took out their own internal organs, as if they had to use their own flesh and blood and dedicate them to the "Buddha" in order to express themselves.

General piety.

"No harm to anyone, no harm to anyone!"

Faced with the miserable situation in front of the incense burner, the young monk still kept his head in denial.

Zhan Ziqian and others were furious.

To kill their comrades in this way is a stalemate, but the fact is right in front of them, and they still deny it?

You just treat them like fools!

"alright."

Fahai pressed down the crowd who were about to have an attack.

It was not that he wanted to help the young monk, but he was afraid that Zhan Ziqian and others would be impulsive and harm him instead.

This little monk is really a bit weird, and his methods are hard to guard against.

Even if the true body and the incarnation are together and are not afraid of this monk, they may not be able to protect Zhan Ziqian and others.

Moreover, the young monk's denial made Jiang Zhou feel strange. After careful inspection again, he actually saw some clues.

Fahai said seriously to the young monk: "All your previous actions are actually demonic. If you don't make it clear, I'm afraid the poor monk will have no choice but to subdue the demon."

The young monk hurriedly said: "Great Master, so that the Great Master can know that the young monk has really never harmed anyone."

As he spoke, he waved his hand towards the small temple, and everyone saw that many Buddha statues in the humorous small temple suddenly appeared with golden light.

The golden light flashed away, and the dozen or so people who had fallen in front of the incense burner and died of self-inflicted injuries all got up at this moment, and their self-inflicted bodies recovered as before.

The square circle had been twisted several times, and the head that was facing backward was also twisting back a little bit. It was surprising and terrifying at the same time.
Chapter completed!