At the critical moment, the sudden sound of gongs called Taoist Piaoyun away. Xu Mo had no choice but to go to the front yard, only to see many Taoists driving away the pilgrims and letting them go down the mountain.
He said it was getting late and he would come back tomorrow.
Is it getting late?
Xu Mo looked up and saw that the sun was setting in the west in an instant.
Just like a magic trick.
Xu Mo wasn't surprised either. After all, this was a dreamland, and it wasn't surprising that the sun was setting in one breath.
Many pilgrims did not say anything and left one after another.
Xu Mo's mind was spinning at this moment.
It was pitch dark outside the Taoist temple, and the pilgrims were lost in the darkness. If they went out, they might not be able to get in.
And who knows what will happen when you get out?
The decision was made at that moment, and he entered a side hall and hid behind the statue.
Within a short time, the Taoist temple, which was bustling with people before, became deserted and extremely quiet.
The Taoist priests didn't speak and walked softly. Xu Mo, who was hiding behind the statue, didn't know what was going on outside. Occasionally he looked around and could only see many Taoist priests walking back and forth in a hurry.
I don't know what I'm doing either.
Just when Xu Mo was thinking about sneaking out, a Taoist priest came in carrying something.
He hid immediately.
I heard the noise of footsteps outside, as if someone was moving heavy objects.
It took a while before it gradually calmed down.
Xu Mo looked secretly again, but his pupils shrank.
I saw that the originally empty side hall was now filled with Taoist priests.
Xu Mo covered his face and wondered why he chose such a house.
Now it's better, I can't even go out.
Can't make any noise yet.
"But what are they doing sitting here?" Xu Mo was puzzled.
Anyway, the "Zhenyuan Temple" in Taoist Piaoyun's dream is full of weirdness, and he doesn't know what kind of dream it is.
Among the many Taoist priests, Taoist Piaoyun was also among them.
Xu Mo had no choice but to wait and see what these Taoist priests were going to do.
After a while, an old Taoist priest came in from outside.
Everyone stood up in a hurry and called him "Master" respectfully.
It should be the head of Zhenyuan Temple who has arrived.
This old Taoist was skinny, wearing a large Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk. After entering, he led many Taoist priests to kneel down and worship the statue.
Then start talking.
"Invite the 'immortal' to preach, and everyone will listen quietly!"
In short, the old Taoist priest is sitting on the mat.
Xu Mo was curious, wondering where the 'immortal' came from. At this moment, a strange sound came.
The sound came from the incense burner.
It was the big incense burner that had been placed outside before. Now it had been carried into the house by the Taoist priests and placed in front.
Xu Mo didn't understand this.
But the answer was soon revealed.
The old Taoist priest began to recite a mantra.
The language used was not any language Xu Mo had ever heard.
It's not even a nightmare.
Xu Mo thought that the other party might be speaking a dialect of a certain place.
The old man read it very quickly, and those who didn't know it thought it was a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease recounting a past that even he himself didn't know.
Strange things happened without warning.
The old Taoist priest chanted for a while, and then he actually responded.
But the responding voice came not from other Taoist priests in the room, but from the incense burner.
There is a sound in the incense burner.
Then something even weirder happened.
Along with the sound, something emerged from inside, like an unearthed cultural relic. Along with a large amount of incense ash falling, an incredible thing appeared in front of you.
That's what a person's head is made of.
They were connected together by blood-red silk threads. With the appearance of this thing, the temperature in the room also dropped out of thin air. At the same time, there was also some invisible and suffocating sense of oppression.
I don't know about others, but Xu Mo feels like he is being pressed by an invisible mountain and can't breathe.
Even the five senses are a little blurry.
It's like I've drunk several kilograms of white wine, making me dizzy and sleepy.
Also inexplicably disgusting.
Want to vomit.
There was a young Taoist priest over there who seemed unable to bear it any longer and fell to the ground.
Xu Mo gritted his teeth and persisted.
This is a dream. If he can't hold on, he may be squeezed out of here, or he may die.
No one can say what will happen then.
Gotta hold on.
Only then can you know what will happen next.
After a few Taoist priests fell, the others were all able to withstand the pressure.
Although everyone is very tired.
"The gods are preaching, listen carefully!"
The old Taoist said something again at this time.
The grotesque, terrifying thing in the incense burner emitted an extremely terrifying and obscure note.
Every byte seems to be like a rusty iron nail, and then it is pierced into the brain one after another, which only makes people miserable.
Xu Mo has never experienced this before.
Fortunately, his willpower is strong enough. After all, he has experienced more than a dozen horrific death experiences before, and his tolerance for pain and torture is much stronger than others.
One after another, Taoist priests fell to the ground.
Obviously this kind of torture is not only for Xu Mo, but also for everyone here.
Xu Mo secretly looked at the monster in the incense burner.
He couldn't understand the obscure syllables uttered by the other party, and he didn't intend to listen. He was just curious in his heart about what those heads wrapped in blood and rolling around were.
Why is it hidden in the incense burner?
And why was he called the ‘immortal god’ by the old Taoist of Zhenyuan Temple?
In addition, this immortal's sermon is comparable to Lingchi's torture.
It feels like someone is taking a knife and cutting your flesh piece by piece.
I don't know how long it took, but the alien monster finally finished speaking and then retreated into the incense burner.
As for the Taoist priests who are still awake, there are only four or five from the more than twenty at the beginning.
Including old Taoist priests.
There is also Taoist Piaoyun.
A few of them knelt down and kowtowed to the incense burner, then stood up and shook the unconscious Taoist priests awake one by one.
The Taoist priest who woke up was stunned and looked regretful when he realized what he was doing.
Just like the group friends who did not grab the group red envelope, they are all miserable, as if they have missed a good opportunity.
Then everyone worked together to carry the incense burner out.
Xu Mo didn't move.
He was waiting for the Taoist priests to leave, and at the same time, he was thinking about what had just happened.
It's so weird.
It was completely beyond his knowledge.
"What exactly is the so-called 'immortal god'?"
Thinking of the weird bloodshot human-headed monster in the incense burner, Xu Mo understood that there was a huge secret hidden here.
Hearing that there was no other movement in the house, Xu Mo looked out again. He had to find a way to leave here and find Taoist Piaoyun alone.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he poked his head out, he saw a face staring at him.
It's the old Taoist priest who is the master of Zhenyuan Temple.
But at this moment, the other party's expression was cold and terrifying, staring at Xu Mo.
"Discovered!"
Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat, and soon his scalp became numb, because this old Taoist priest had only one head left in the room, and the head was connected by strings of strange bloodshot threads.
It's very similar to the blood threads in the incense burner.
"Get him!"
The old Taoist priest opened his extremely exaggerated mouth, and the next moment he let out a scream that did not sound like a human voice.