Chapter 850 Taoist Temple of the Five Internal Organs of the Underworld
When his cultivation reached Jin'an's level, he could use the Turtle Breath Style in Xingyi Quan to restrain his aura.
But the breath can be restrained, but the smell of living people on the body cannot be hidden.
So he thought of using Zhenhai Stone Beast to cover up the smell of living people.
The smell of living people is like a torch in the underworld that attracts the attention of ghosts.
At the moment when the living aura of the Jin'an people was covered by the corpse aura, the red-dotted eyes staring at them on the beach and on the ghost ship finally turned away and no longer paid attention to this place.
At this moment, the gray fog that filled the depths of the island had spread to the boats that had washed up on the beach. Not long after, a man walked out of the boat and walked toward the depths of the island with a numb look on his face.
These people were all helmsmen who died on the beach in the boat. It was the underworld that made them "alive" at night. These dead people passed by Jin'an and the others without looking at Jin'an and the others.
Jin An's eyes were thinking: "Let's go, let's follow them and see where they are going."
The Animal Cult has existed for many years, and there are quite a few innocent souls who have been forced by them to wash into the sea of ghosts over the years. Jin An and the others are following these dead people like soldiers from the underworld, and there are no things from the underworld to take the initiative to provoke them.
them.
These dead people, with numb expressions, walked deep into the gloomy locust forest on the island. Pines, cypresses, locust trees, elm trees, and juniper trees are known as the five yin trees. The ghostly sea gathers yin energy. Even the trees and vegetation on the island belong to yin.
of flowers and trees.
Unexpectedly, there is a sinkhole deep in the island. It is like a ghost cave left in the underworld. It is bottomless, and the howling wind is constantly blowing out. Anyone who touches it will definitely have their souls swept away.
There are steps that spiral downwards in the sinkhole ghost cave. The ghost cave is unfathomably deep. The steps continue to extend like darkness. Perhaps it is really the entrance to the depths of hell?
Before going down into the ghost cave, the dark shadow of the child inside the Zhenhai stone beast moved, and even the corpse energy covering Jin An and the others swayed briefly, as if they were afraid of what was under the ghost cave.
Although he was afraid, he did not choose to back down in the end, and continued to help Jin'an and the others cover up the smell of the living people with corpse aura billowing out.
Jin An and the others followed the dead people down into the tiankeng ghost cave. There was no torch lighting. For others, this journey was really difficult, but for Jin An, who had entered Taoism through martial arts and whose physique had been cleansed of tendons and marrow.
As easy as walking on flat ground.
It was very quiet along the way, except for the howling wind in my ears, like countless ghosts roaring in my ears, and this ghost cave seemed to have no bottom.
It's like going through the eighteen levels of hell and there are still eighteen levels of hell, which makes people feel despair in the darkness.
Fortunately, this tiankeng ghost cave has a bottom, and everyone felt relaxed. Jin An was surprised to find that there was an unimaginably huge space underneath the tiankeng ghost cave.
Unfortunately, there is no sunlight here all the year round, and it is too dark all around. They can't even see their fingers if they stretch out their hands. Several people saw that the dead team was still moving in the same direction, so they continued to follow them out of curiosity.
In this empty space, instead of running around like a headless fly, it is better to continue to follow these dead people.
Until they found a city under the ghost cave.
To be more precise, it was a ghost town without even a lantern or a human presence. The whole city was dark, and not a single movement could be heard.
"A ghost town appears in the underworld. Could it be that we directly came to the Fengdu ghost town in the legend of the underworld?" The fortune teller looked at Jin'an in surprise.
In just a moment's delay, those dead people had already entered the ghost town.
Regardless of whether it is Fengdu Ghost Town or not, Jin An wants to find Uncle Yuyangzi and will not let go of any important clues.
So he decided to find out whether this ghost town was the Fengdu where the King of Hell lived.
The environment of the ghost town was dark and the city gate was wide open. As soon as they entered the city gate, they were frightened by a big pale face on the top of the city gate and almost screamed out.
It was Jin An who was an expert in art and was brave. After careful inspection, he discovered that the pale face was composed of spells painted on it by someone, and finally combined into such a large pale face.
Jin An pondered, feeling that the huge human face appearing in the city gate hole is more like a reflection of the human heart. After passing through the city gate hole, you will face the most terrifying side of the human heart?
Of course, these were Jin An's random thoughts without any other clues. When he passed through the city gate, he found that the dead people were missing.
The ghost town was empty, without any candlelight, quiet, dead, and so dark that it was difficult to see further.
With no other choice, Jin An led people to search the houses one by one, and found a strange scene. There were steaming meals in every house, but no one was there.
"It's strange. When did the ghosts and gods in the underworld switch from incense and candles to eating white rice in the underworld? It's really an unheard-of strange thing."
The fortune teller looked at Jin An: "Does the little Taoist priest see any secrets here?"
"The food is still hot, which means that the people in the ghost town left in a hurry. What happened happened at dinner time? And then they disappeared without even taking a bite of the food?"
"And where are the dead people who went down into the ghost cave?"
This ghost town appeared so unexpectedly that the fortune teller had questions one after another.
Jin An didn't answer immediately. In order to get more convincing clues, he checked all the nearby houses one by one and found that every household had steaming meals and not a single chopstick was used. However, the owner of the house had disappeared mysteriously.
suddenly!
Uh--
A heavy bell rang in the ghost town that was supposed to be as peaceful as death. The bell sounded like a morning bell to lift the curfew. The ghost town that was deserted a moment ago suddenly became lively.
Candles were lit in every house, and the darkness suddenly became as bright as day, which made people stunned and somewhat unable to adapt.
The changes in this ghost town are far more than that, and even weirder scenes are yet to come.
The candlelight was reflected on the window paper, and figures actually appeared walking around in the room. Then someone began to push the door and walk out. They started to get busy like ordinary people in the city. The tavern was open for business, and a storyteller's melodious voice came out from the teahouse. There were small talkers on the street.
The sounds of vendors selling goods...it gave the atmosphere of a bustling market.
"This..." The fortune teller was stunned and didn't realize what was going on.
There were several houses among them that they had checked before and found to be empty. Now, not only did people appear out of thin air, but so many people appeared all over the city. It was really unbelievable.
But then another strange thing happened.
When things go wrong, there must be monsters. Seeing that the ghost city is acting abnormally, Jin An led his people back to the city gate hole quietly. Until the matter is unclear, they will not have direct contact with the people who appeared out of thin air in this city for the time being. But they stood under the city gate hole.
I found that although the people in the city were busy with their own affairs, just like normal life in the city, none of these people approached the city gate and wanted to leave the city.
Not only did they not approach the city gate, they also turned a blind eye to the Jin'an people standing under the city gate.
In order to study the specific truth of this ghost town, Jin An has been leading people to stand under the city gate for the past few days to study the truth of the ghost town, and indeed he discovered some clues.
He found that when the morning bell rang for the first time, it was like a curfew being lifted, and people appeared out of thin air in a house that was empty and empty a moment ago; and when the evening drum sounded, it was like a curfew order, and people all over the city followed,
I got home before curfew and then disappeared.
Only the hot food on the table did not disappear.
That's where those meals came from in the first place.
the next day……
The third day...
The cycle goes on like this.
Still no one dared to approach the city gate.
"Strange, strange, strange..." These are the two words that Jin An has heard the most these days. The fortune teller can't understand why the world has become like this?
"Sir, I suddenly had a bold idea. Do you think this ghost town uses morning bells and curfew and evening drums as cycle nodes, repeating the same scene over and over again? And even the common people only retain
One day of memory, the memory still stays before the mysterious disappearance..." Jin An frowned and thought.
The fortune teller thought for a moment and felt that Jin An's guess was very reliable and most likely to be close to the truth.
"What the little Taoist priest means is that this ghost town is a time cage?"
Jin An: "It's not just a time cage. In order to avoid being assimilated, we try to avoid staying in the city overnight. We're not afraid of anything but 10,000."
After listening to Jin An's advice, the fortune teller repeatedly praised Jin An for his thoughtfulness. From the beginning, he noticed that the people in the city were behaving abnormally and did not dare to approach Duan, so he took us to hide under the city gate in advance.
However, Jin An couldn't be happy. He frowned and looked at the lively and prosperous world outside. If Uncle Yuyangzi had also been to this ghost cave ghost city, would he be trapped in the time barrier and unable to get out?
It is said that you should not wake up the person in your dream. If you forcefully wake up the person in your dream, something might happen.
If you tell the people in this city the truth, I wonder what will happen?
After a few days of observation, he gradually figured out the rules of the ghost town, and Jin An officially planned to explore how powerful this ghost town was.
Jin An first carefully approached an old man who looked kind and kind and had a young granddaughter. This type of person was easier to deal with.
This brief contact was successful. Neither the old man nor the granddaughter noticed Jin An's appearance as a foreigner. Then Jin An began to carefully inquire about Master Yuyangzi's uncle, but found nothing.
Not only was Jin An not discouraged, his first contact greatly boosted his confidence, and he began to frequently find people to inquire about the whereabouts of Master Yuyangzi.
Of course, when the curtain bell rings and the curfew is set, he will leave the city early and never stays in the city for too long, fearing that he will also be trapped in the cage of time.
Emperor Tian pays off his conscientious people!
He actually found out the whereabouts of Uncle Yuyangzi!
"I have some impression of the Taoist priest you mentioned. I think I saw this Taoist priest in Dongshi?" A passerby pointed the direction to Jin An.
Jin'an was delighted, as expected Master Yuyangzi's uncle was here.
After these days of observation, Jin'an found out that this ghost town is also divided into East Market and West Market. The West Market is more focused on ordinary private transactions, while the East Market is close to several Taoist palaces and Buddhist temples. The most traded items there are incense and candles dedicated to Taoist ancestors and Bodhisattvas.
tribute.
After arriving at Dongshi, Jin An searched for people along the way and found out the whereabouts of Master Yuyangzi easily.
Jin An had a strange look in his eyes.
As expected, it was Uncle Yuyangzi who brought all the Taoist temples of the five internal organs to the ghost city of the underworld!
Recently, there is a small Taoist temple near Dongshi, and its name is Wu Zang Taoist Temple!
Jin An suddenly felt that one Master Yuyangzi could rival ten of him, because even he had never thought that he could open a five-viscera Taoist temple in the underworld to give Taoism!
Heartfelt respect!
Jin An couldn't wait to see this uncle Yu Yangzi whom he respected even though he had never met him before!
Not to mention Jin'an's surprise, even the fortune teller had a look of surprise and shock on his face. He was dumbfounded and thought to himself: "What kind of sect are these five internal organs Taoist temples? None of them are normal people! I don't know this Yuyang."
What kind of strange person is Taoist Master Zi?"
East Market.
The incense curls up like a dragon pillar rising to the sky. There are many Taoist temples and Buddhist temple buildings gathered here, attracting a large number of incense believers with a guilty conscience or a clear conscience, who come here to burn incense and worship gods and pray for blessings.
After searching for people along the way, Jin An found the Wu Zang Taoist Temple in an inconspicuous location.
The Five Zang Taoist Temple in the Ghost City of the Underworld is very small, too small to attract anyone's attention. The door lintel is low and looks desolate. At this time, the door is wide open, but no incense smoke is floating out.
Jin An suppressed his excitement and couldn't wait to enter the Five Zang Taoist Temple in the underworld with his two children, hoping to meet his uncle Yuyangzi.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master, I have found Taoist Brother Jin'an from Wu Zang Taoist Temple to save you!"
The child couldn't calm down his mind and ran into the Taoist temple first. Little did he know that the temple was empty and no Taoist was left behind.
The Taoist temple is not big, so I searched quickly but could not find Master Yuyangzi.
There is only one slightly shabby temple in the Taoist temple. In addition to enshrining the clay sculptures of the three ancestors and the Taoist ancestors of the five internal organs, there are also many spiritual tablets with names written on them.
A rough count, there are roughly twenty or thirty spiritual tablets.
Except for the few beams in this slightly shabby temple that are worth a lot of money, the Taoist temple can be said to be very small and simple. No wonder the Taoist temple has its doors wide open, so you are not afraid of being missed by thieves.
The two children ran back and forth in the Wu Zang Taoist Temple no less than seven or eight times, but could not find the Master. They looked disappointed and depressed.
After hope, there was a huge psychological gap. Tears fell from the little girl's eyes, and she raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes.
Seeing his sister crying, his brother panicked and quickly comforted his sister.
Jin An gently rubbed the little guy's head and comforted him: "Since Uncle Yuyangzi can open a Taoist temple for the five internal organs in the underworld, it means that there is no danger to his life for the time being. There are incense candles burning in front of the statues and spiritual tablets, and there is a lot of incense ash accumulated in the incense burner.
, it means that there are people worshiping every day, don’t worry, we will definitely see Uncle Yuyangzi, it should be just a temporary trip."
"We will stay in the main hall and wait for your master to come back. You and I will recite the "Singing Sutra" to the dead souls on the soul tablets to help them reduce their resentment and have the opportunity to be reincarnated as soon as possible."
"If I guess correctly, the names on these spiritual tablets are those poor children from Zhenhai Stone Beast."
When he saw so many spiritual tablets in the Taoist temple, Jin Ping'an figured it out. The smashing of the Zhenhai Stone Beast and the disappearance of the child after driving a stake were indeed related to Uncle Yuyangzi.
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