If there were some hints from the previous Baiyang Village incident, then this time the Qingchen Mountain incident didn't even have that hint, leaving only two unexplained memory clues.
"The biggest overlap between the two memories is the ghost temple halfway up Qingchen Mountain. Let's go there to check it out first."
Wen Zhong lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then a deep gray light emerged from his body. The mountain was shrouded in gray light, and the ghost realm extended. The surrounding area had already entered the ghost realm.
The next moment, Wen Zhong's figure disappeared. When he appeared again, he had arrived outside the ghost temple halfway up Qingchen Mountain.
Wen Zhong looked up and down and found that the ghost temple was almost exactly the same as in those two memories, with no changes.
"The person in my memory used the word "trading" when referring to this ghost temple. Coincidentally, I know a supernatural being related to trading."
Even though those two memories were extremely real, he could only use them as a reference for completing the third stage of the ceremony.
Once anything is related to the supernatural, he cannot completely trust it. After all, he still knows too little about the supernatural.
Pushing open the dilapidated temple door, he stepped forward and stepped in. The whole temple looked very dilapidated. When he stepped in, he could clearly feel a cold air blowing towards him.
Then his body trembled, and all the muscles in his body were completely frozen at this moment, as if bound by invisible ropes. It took a long time before he regained consciousness.
No, it was only his body that regained consciousness. I don't know if it was his illusion. At this moment, Wen Zhong only felt that he had become an ordinary person again.
It was as if the evil spirit in his body had been stripped away by this ghost temple, and he couldn't feel anything.
This is the first time he has encountered such an extremely abnormal situation. It is difficult to understand. It is simply unbelievable. His current situation is like a swimming pool that has been filled with water. Everything is blank.
A drop of cold sweat could not help but seep out from his forehead. Although Baiyang Village is weird, everything is traceable. Even if the time goes back and coincides with the supernatural place, there are still traces to follow.
The weirdness and danger of this place were definitely far beyond his imagination.
And the most important thing is that in the previous two memories, such a situation has never occurred at all. This is completely an unknown mutation, and he has no information.
With this thought in mind, Wen Zhong turned around and glanced at the temple door. It was still open and creaking in the wind. There was nothing unusual about it, and the surrounding area was unusually quiet except for the sound of the wind.
"It's a bit similar to the room of equivalent exchange, but it's weirder and weirder than there." Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows. He did not choose to retreat, but walked inside.
If you blindly retreat from supernatural events, you may not be able to find any clues in the end. Of course, if you blindly take risks, you may capsize in the gutter. It is very important to maintain a balance between the two.
The entire temple was very wide and empty at the same time. Comparing the ruined temples in the two memories, he quickly discovered the difference.
"In the vast Fengdu, there are numerous King Kong Mountains."
"The immeasurable light of the spiritual treasure shines brightly in the flame pool."
"Three souls merge with seven souls, and the body is accompanied by fragrant clouds and banners."
"Dinghui Qinglianhua, rebirth in the immortal world."
These sentences were carved on the wall with a carving knife. Wen Zhong had seen these sentences in a certain book. The title was the Prison Breaking Chapter, and they were used when practicing salvation.
"Has anyone ever been able to save evil ghosts here?" Wen Zhong looked at the words carved on the wall with burning eyes. To him, this was a very meaningful clue.
"Pfft——"
Suddenly, a piece of wrist-thick incense inserted in the incense burner on the altar table was ignited out of thin air. A dim yellow light illuminated the entire ghost temple, and at the same time, a sculpture made of clay appeared behind the altar table.
"Um?!"
This sudden change caused Wen Zhong to take several steps back involuntarily. If it weren't for the wall behind him, he might have backed out of the door directly.
This change is really weird. Without any warning, a clay sculpture appeared extremely suddenly.
It was wearing a dark red gauze dress, and its face was inlaid with two transparent stones. The rest of its facial features seemed to have been randomly pinched out, looking extremely uncoordinated.
And as the incense burns, the body of this clay sculpture continues to swell and then fall again.
It was as if there was a corpse buried inside its body that was not completely dead yet, and it was still greedily sucking the incense on the altar table.
"This ghost thing..." Wen Zhong subconsciously wanted to use his ghost eyes to peek at the clay sculpture, but at this moment he was obviously unable to do so.
Except for the dense corpse spots on his body, he is now just like an ordinary person, unable to do anything.
The smoke was still filling the air, and Wen Zhong did not act rashly. If this clay sculpture was a terrifying ghost, then he had not yet triggered the opponent's killing pattern.
Of course, this does not mean that he is safe now. The sudden appearance of this clay sculpture is a danger signal in itself.
"This temple does not look like a place for trading, but more like it is offering sacrifices to something, etc. If analyzed from a general logic, the act of offering sacrifices itself has the nature of a transaction."
The original purpose of the temple was to fulfill people's wishes. This is its essence. No matter how the times change, its most basic nature will not change.
"Then the anomaly that happened in this ghost temple is the supernatural incident that needs to be solved as mentioned in the book in Blood."
Wen Zhong was thinking while observing the clay sculptures not far away, trying to analyze some useful information.
At this moment, the smoke from the burning incense stick inserted in the incense burner suddenly became more intense, and the smell of burning corpse oil spread in the temple together with the smoke.
The incense ashes fell on the altar table that was so old that it exuded a rotten smell. In Wen Zhong's somewhat surprised eyes, it was combined into a paragraph of text, and each font was crooked as if written by a primary school student.
"Believer, do you want to trade or return it?"
After Wen Zhong saw this paragraph of text, his eyes widened unconsciously, and a bone-chilling chill rose up behind him, not at the ghost who could only write, but at the other person's name.
believer.
What does this evil ghost think of itself?
For a long time, Wen Zhong froze on the spot. He did not dare to make any rash move, for fear that if he made a wrong step, he would fall into a situation that would never be recovered.
Maybe it was because Wen Zhong had been silent for a long time, or maybe it was because of some other reason. At this moment, another handful of incense ashes fell from the side of the incense burner onto the table.