Thinking of this, Shen Luo walked into the Heavenly King's Hall directly in front of him. There was a broken Buddha statue standing in the hall. The four heavenly kings were supposed to be guarding him on the left and right, but there was only a pile of rubble left on the ground. There was dust, and there were many spider webs hanging on the roof and walls, and it looked like it had been abandoned for many years.
He walked around the hall and found nothing unusual, so he turned around and left, entering the bell tower on one side.
Soon, Shen Luo inspected all the buildings in the first courtyard, inside and out, but found nothing unusual, and the ghost did not appear.
He did not stop here and continued walking along the aisle on one side of the square towards the depths of the temple.
A moment later, Shen Luo walked out of the Daxiong Palace, which was still relatively well preserved. His expression was as usual, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
He has just explored almost all of the second courtyard, which is the core area of the temple, and found not even a trace of ghosts, let alone ghosts.
Not only that, there were no traces of fighting anywhere in the temple. If he hadn't heard about the incident between Lin and Du's guests yesterday, he would have thought that no one had been here at all.
"Could it be that the ghost has noticed the seductive horse face and has been hiding for a long time? However, the horse face had expected this and would not be exposed so easily." Shen Luo secretly guessed in his heart.
"Forget it, don't think about it so much. I'll do my own thing. As for whether the ghost appears or not, I'll leave it to fate." He thought to himself, bypassed the Main Hall and continued walking towards the depths of the temple. , there are still a few final buildings there that have not been explored, they should be places like Dharma Hall, Sutra Hall, and Zen Rooms.
A rush of footsteps came from the front, and two yellow-robed monks ran over. One of them was the young monk who opened the door for him, and the other monk was older and looked to be in his thirties or forties. About years old.
"Master Immortal, help!" The two of them looked panicked. When they saw Shen Luo, the young monk shouted and ran over.
"What happened? Why haven't you left yet?" Shen Luo frowned slightly.
“We had planned to leave, but when we passed a gray tower in front of us, we heard the sound of a woman crying from inside. A senior monk, the monk, suddenly stopped and walked towards the tower, no matter how we called and pulled. , he didn’t even stop. The ghost you mentioned may be there, senior. I beg the Immortal Master to surrender the ghost and save my senior brother.” The young monk said, clasping his hands together and bowing.
"I beg you, Immortal Master." Another middle-aged monk also bowed and said, looking quite calm.
"Oh, take me to see it." Shen Luo said with a hint of fear.
"Master Immortal, please come with us." Seeing Shen Luo agree, the two monks breathed a sigh of relief and immediately led the way.
The three of them moved forward and soon arrived at the last courtyard. A three-story gray tower building appeared in front.
This gray tower does not look like aThere is nothing surprising. The top of the tower has been broken into half, the walls of the tower are peeling off in many places, and the tower body seems to be leaning a little.
Shen Luo stood there and listened, but did not find the woman crying that the young monk said. Only a gray tower stood quietly in the night.
"This is it." The young monk looked at the gray tower and said.
Shen Luo looked at the tower and stepped forward.
"Master Immortal, we will go with you." Two monks followed.
"Aren't you afraid?" Shen Luo glanced at the two of them.
"Of course I'm afraid, but our senior brother is inside, how can we let Master Immortal be in danger alone." The young monk said.
"It's up to you." Shen Luo didn't stop the two of them and stepped into the tower.
The situation inside the tower is similar to that of the main hall that was explored before. There is dust everywhere. Two smaller Buddha statues are located here. One has been broken and the other has fallen to the ground.
He glanced around a few times, stepped onto the stairs in the tower, and stepped onto the second floor of the gray tower with a creaking sound.
The situation on the second floor is similar to that on the first floor. There are also two statues here, which are more complete than the statues below and stand upright. Other than that, there is nothing special about them.
The stairs leading to the third floor have collapsed and cannot be climbed up. Even if one can go up, the entire third floor has collapsed a lot and cannot stand.
In fact, there are several big holes in the ground on the second floor. They creak when you step on them, as if they might collapse at any time.
Shen Luo is thinking about whether he should find a way to go up there and have a look.
"Are you looking for me?" An erratic voice suddenly came from behind him.
As soon as the sound reached his ears, Shen Luo's whole body froze, his skin tightened, and all the pores on his body stood up.
He turned around like lightning, raised his hands, and the talismans in his hands were subconsciously activated, but there was nothing behind him.
When Shen Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but be startled.
But at this moment, two big green and black hands reached out from behind and pressed on his shoulders.
At the same time, his waist tightened, and two big black hands stretched out and hugged them tightly. It was the two monks who were following him.
The two of them turned into black-and-blue zombies at some point. Their bloody mouths dripping with yellow mucus opened wide and bit at Shen Luo.
He was startled, but not panicked. His expression instantly became stern, and he took a deep breath, followed by a crackling sound inside his body.
His body suddenly shrunk by more than a circle, and then suddenly jumped upwards, like a sliding fish, and broke away from the two pairs of big hands at once, landing about ten feet away, with a look on his face. One white.
What Shen Luo just used was a bone-shrinking method in the Huang Ting Sutra.
Although he was unable to practice the Huangting Sutra in reality, he practiced this technique to the level of Dacheng in his dream, and some simpleThe physical skills are simple, but he can barely use them.
It’s just that his real body has not been tempered by Huang Tingjing, so the burden of using these methods is not small.
Shen Luo raised his eyes to look at the two zombie monks who were still dazed, with a stern look in his eyes, and raised his hand holding the ghost whistle ring to give it to them.
However, at this moment, he only felt the rushing sound of wind in his ears, and he did not turn his head amid the lightning and flint. Instead, with a thought in his mind, his feet shone brightly, and he took a step forward.
His figure suddenly became blurry, and he flew forward and to the left for more than two feet. He turned around and looked around, and was immediately startled.
I saw where I was originally standing, a white figure with disheveled hair, with blue-purple skin, bulging white eyes, and a long bloody tongue sticking out of his mouth, hanging down to his waist. The abdomen looks extremely oozing.
The two arms of this long-tongued ghost are bent and stretched forward, and the several-inch-long claws on its ten fingers are stretching and contracting indefinitely.
A cold sweat broke out on the back of Shen. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have pierced two transparent holes in his body.