My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately took a few steps back, took out my phone and looked at the ground, but the shadow on the ground... disappeared. I held my breath and glanced around a few times, but I couldn't find the weird shadow at all.
It seemed to blend into the surrounding darkness.
I suddenly thought of something, and I quickly raised my head and looked overhead, and found that there was a small transom on the roof. At this time, there was a face on the transom staring at me...
I was startled, rubbed my eyes hastily, looked up again, and the face disappeared again...
I quickly stepped outside the house, stepped on my feet and looked at the roof, but there was nothing.
"What the hell is this?" I muttered to myself, feeling nervous.
After being stunned for a while, I shook my head and returned to the small temple, lit the candle again, and prepared to pick up the hair and study it, but when I lowered my head, I was stunned. The hair was gone!
I slapped my forehead, feeling very upset,
"What a way to bring the tiger away from the mountain!"
At this moment, chaotic footsteps and bursts of crying sounded outside the temple. Not long after, a fat figure staggered in. It was the fat monk, while Tang and Song followed quietly.
behind him.
After seeing me, the fat monk was stunned for a moment, then as if seeing a life-saving straw doll, he came to my side in a few steps and said in a voiceless voice:
"Donor, hurry...save me, there are...there are ghosts here..."
I glanced at him with disgust, and found that the circles under his eyes were dark, and there was a layer of black energy lingering between his eyebrows that could not be resolved, which was a sign of being haunted by ghosts, and there were strands of air slowly spreading out from the center of his eyebrows.
The white energy indicates that his Yang energy is collapsing.
It seems that Tang and Song Dynasties really scared him.
I didn't answer his question, but asked instead:
"Who asked you to worship these four ghost statues?"
When the fat monk heard this, he immediately sniffed and looked me up and down, his eyes full of wariness.
"You...who are you?"
"Let me ask you who asked you to worship the four ghost statues?!"
"I... I don't know what you are talking about..."
Seeing his attitude, my face darkened.
"It seems you are not scared after all!"
The fat monk paused, and his face that had just calmed down suddenly turned pale again...
"Then...that female ghost was...found by you..."
"snort!"
I snorted coldly,
"You know how she died best, but I'm not here to ask for your life tonight. You are also the abbot of a temple after all. You should understand that the evil you planted on her will be judged in the underworld."
I have made a decision beforehand, so I will not interfere..."
"I just want to know who asked you to worship these four ghost stone statues?! As the abbot, why can you do such a ridiculous thing?! Don't you know that the four ghosts are the incarnations of evil ghosts?!
"
When the monk heard this, his eyes immediately trembled. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke,
"It was a pilgrim who asked a poor monk to worship..."
"Pilgrims? What kind of pilgrims?" I asked.
The monk's two pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression became frightened.
"Well... that pilgrim looks very weird. He is very tall and thin, with long arms. He is wearing a black cloak and looks a bit scary..."
When I heard that, these features were basically consistent with the face I just saw and the shadow that appeared on the ground. I did not interrupt him and waited for him to continue,
"More than a month ago, he came to me and asked me to worship the four ghost statues. I didn't agree at first, but then two young monks died in the temple one after another. In the end, I found out that it was the pilgrim who did it, and he...he
It doesn’t seem like a living person!”
I looked at him doubtfully,
"There are Buddha statues and gods in the temple, how can he approach them at will?"
\"I didn't understand this. Anyway, he kept threatening me, asking me to water the four ghost statues with the blood of three animals every day, and then chant sutras every night. It would take seven, seven and forty-nine days to do it. To this day, I have already
It's been forty-seven days...\"
"The hair underneath the ghost statue, do you know what's inside?"
The monk was stunned,
"Hair? What hair? That person just handed me the stone statue, nothing else!"
I saw that he didn’t look like he was lying, so I said:
"You won't come here starting tomorrow. I will take care of the things here."
"But...but..."
"Stop being stubborn and leave quickly!" I urged.
The monk sighed helplessly, turned around and left the small temple.
"Master, what are you going to do?" Tang Song came to me and asked with some worry.
"You don't need to worry about this. Now that your wish has been fulfilled, you can go to the underworld with peace of mind."
Tang Song glanced at me gratefully, said nothing more, and then turned into a ball of black gas and floated outside the house.
I took a deep breath and began to think about how to catch that weird pilgrim. That thing was so elusive that it was indeed a bit tricky...
After walking back and forth in the room several times, I looked up at the transom above my head, then glanced at the four ghost statues on the incense table, and suddenly found a set of shabby clothes on the incense table...
It should have been left behind by the fat monk in the temple...
With a thought in my mind, I took out four peach wood nails from my backpack and stuffed them into my trouser pockets. Then I took out the yin-yang mirror and placed it face up facing the transom above my head. Then I gently covered the yin-yang mirror with a futon.
After getting ready, I put on the monk's robe, squatted in front of the incense table, and slowly started to knock the wooden fish...
I recalled the frequency and force with which the fat monk knocked the wooden fish, and tried to imitate him...
"When... when... when..."
On the dark mountain road, in the quiet little temple, the clear sound of wooden fish rang out. The fat monk's robe was very fat, just enough to cover my head. I lowered my head and stared at the ground nervously with both eyes...
"When... when... when..."
The sound of wooden fish sounded over and over again. I don’t know how long it took. I felt a little sleepy. My head was shaking and I was about to fall to the ground. But at this moment, the candlelight on the incense table shook suddenly.
A few times,
A cool breeze blew from behind. My eyes widened and I hurriedly lowered my head to look at the ground. I saw a long shadow slowly approaching from behind me...