Ghost Shelter System

Not to mention the sound of the bell, Yuan Xinghan was a little scared when Tu Xuanxuan spoke now.

After looking at his phone, he saw that all the records about Qin Kun's call to him just now were still there, proving that Qin Kun had been looking for him and that his meeting with Qin Kun and the others just now was not a hallucination.

However, Xu Yang just called and said that they were at the Ping An Hotel!

It's like there are two forks in the timeline.

There was an incoming call on the phone, and Yuan Xinghan trembled all over. When he saw the caller ID clearly, Yuan Xinghan's whole body stiffened, and the phone fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, Brother Yuan? Xu Yang said that Director Qin and the others will be here soon. Let's go to the door and wait for them, shall we?"

Tu Xuanxuan helped Yuan Xinghan pick up the phone, wiped the dust, and looked at Yuan Xinghan's lips turning white.

Yuan Xinghan smiled dryly, with sweat running down his forehead. It was summer, just like winter: "Okay, okay. I'll answer the phone, you go over first."

How could he be so nervous about a strange number?

Tu Xuanxuan didn't understand.

The bell has rang 12 times, and like a death knell, it strikes at the bottom of Yuan Xinghan's heart.

This phone number is his own number! !

Yuan Xinghan took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

On the phone, it was unusually quiet, with a rustling sound.

"Hello."

There was an echoing reply, and then there was a brief silence.

"Who are you?"

"Don't be afraid, I am you."

Yuan Xinghan suddenly heard the sound of bells. When he looked up again, he found that all the tourists in the temple had disappeared.

The sun gradually sets, and the entire Bailong Temple is enveloped by several century-old trees, making it especially quiet! At the same time, every time the echo of the bell sounded, it seemed like someone was screaming in pain next to it, which was even more harsh and made people's scalp numb.

After the bell rang, Yuan Xinghan's hand holding the phone was trembling.

What exactly is going on? Who's playing a prank? What about the tourists? !

Yuan Xinghan wanted to roar, but suddenly, a man with his head covered and wearing a monk's robe came over.

"help me!"

That voice is very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere!

But Yuan Xinghan saw that his monk's clothes were covered in blood! The whole person was wrapped like a rice dumpling, the facial features could not be seen clearly under the monk's robe, and blood was bleeding from the seven orifices, seeping out of the robe. Like a faceless stick, it rushed towards Yuan Xinghan.

The man's arms were restrained, and the voice on the phone yelled at Yuan Xinghan.

"Don't save him!"

Yuan Xinghan was startled, and then heard another sentence: "Kill him!"

kill?

Yuan Xinghan has done many things and painted many paintings, but he has never had anything to do with killing.

"I can not do it!!"

"If you can't do it, he will kill you!!"

Suddenly, the faceless man rushed over, the monk's clothes exploded, and two bloody hands pinched his neck.

The big tendons in his neck were grabbed, rupturing the nerves in the back of his head. Yuan Xinghan couldn't exert any strength at all. His hands were grabbing randomly, and suddenly, he grabbed the opponent's face covering.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-ghost!!!"

Yuan Xinghan saw a bloody face inside, with his hair shaved bald, his nose cut off, and his eyes gouged out. It was extremely horrifying.

puff--

Suddenly, a sharp object was inserted into the back of the bloody man's head and came out of his mouth. He was then lifted away by a huge force and fell to the side.

Yuan Xinghan's face was splashed with blood, and he took a big breath and realized that Qin Kun was coming.

"Director Qin, what's going on?!"

Qin Kun said nothing and punched Yuan Xinghan hard on the forehead. Yuan Xinghan was beaten out.

When he came back to his senses, he was still sitting on the ground in front of the screen wall. There was no blood on his face, and there were still many tourists around him.

Behind him, a young man was blowing out smoke, looking at the screen wall in front of him in bewilderment and saying, "There's something weird about this thing."

Qin Kun!

Yuan Xinghan ignored the pain on his forehead and huddled next to Qin Kun, saying in shock: "Director Qin, what on earth is going on?"

Qin Kun had only experienced this situation once, and he guessed in a low voice: "The causal line here seems to be wrong... time is confused. And it is a world within a world, and you are pulled into another place."

30 years ago, he experienced a wrong causal line, and the time span was wrong for a full 30 years. Today, Yuan Xinghan's causal line is deviated by one hour, but what happened in it is enough to change the direction of certain things in the future. .

Yuan Xinghan didn't quite understand Qin Kun's explanation, but when he heard it being pulled into another place, he remembered the ghost dressing table at his father-in-law's house, shuddered, and asked: "Is it a ghost that hit the wall?!"

Qin Kun nodded. It may not be a ghost. He just accidentally discovered that the Yin energy in the temple suddenly surged. Yuan Xinghan must have been pulled into another world or other timelines by some Yin Cao power.

"Amitabha, right and wrong are all determined by heaven. The donor talks so eloquently and talks about the truth of Prajna. Isn't it deceiving the world?"

Behind him, an old monk wearing moon-white monk robes came forward and pronounced the name of Buddha.

Qin Kun saw that he was not young and already had two white eyebrows. Moreover, the monk lowered his eyebrows to show humility, but Qin Kun could feel that he was looking at him all the time.

"Master, there is something weird in your temple, why don't you let people talk about it?" Qin Kun snorted coldly while smoking a cigarette.

"Monks do not lie, there is nothing weird in the small temple, the weirdness is in the heart of the benefactor."

Qin Kun was stunned for a moment. Isn't this weird?

The yin energy of this Zhaobi has become extremely dark. When it comes to nonsense, Master, you are number one!

Moreover, when the hell are you trying to fight with me?

Qin Kun had a dark face and said unkindly: "Master, can you give me an explanation?"

The old monk, with kind eyes and a kind face, walked up to the screen wall with the air of a senior monk and looked at the reliefs on the screen wall: "Explanation? Luo Jianluo, Mo Mianxian, Dili Che, Guan Juduo, Niliye. Do you understand? Do you understand?" , is the explanation.”

Holy shit! What are these? How could I understand!

Qin Kun was ready to use force. The old monk didn't have ghosts in him, but there were weird things in the temple. Qin Kun didn't think the old monk was a good character.

He rolled up his sleeves, and Yuan Xinghan suddenly grabbed Qin Kun and asked uncertainly: "What the master just said was the six paths of reincarnation?!"

The old monk looked at Yuan Xinghan with an expression of approval: "Yes."

Yuan Xinghan's heart was moved. The old monk was reciting Sanskrit just now. He had heard his friends mention that Luo Jian Luo was the Asura Path, the Mo Mian Credit Human Path, the Dili Che Animal Path, the Guanhu Hungry Ghost Path, and the Niliye Path. hell realm.

Reincarnation?

Qin Kun clapped his fingers and said, "There were only five just now, right?"

Yuan Xinghan was stunned and did some math in his mind: "Indeed, the way of heaven is missing!!"

Qin Kun didn't know Sanskrit, but he had heard of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Cycle through the three realms and reincarnate in four lives.

Qin Kun had seen this relief on the wall before. It was weird and absurd. At first, Qin Kun didn't know what it meant. He thought it was a Buddhist guardian ghost. Unexpectedly, the carving was the Six Paths!

However, a piece of the screen wall is missing, and the relief sculpture belonging to the way of heaven is missing.

"The laws of heaven are impermanent. This is what the old gentleman meant when he smashed the relief of the heavens. Donor Qin, sir, please reminisce about the past."

This sentence greatly surprised Qin Kun.

Please...me?

This old monk is already 70 years old. What has become of the old gentleman he calls?

Qin Kun couldn't believe that the other party actually knew him.

This Bailong Temple...is it related to the three northern sects?

If the bells just ringing and the Baishi Funeral Street outside the temple have anything to do with the Zhong family and the Ji family...

So the old gentleman mentioned by the old monk... couldn't be that old madman Sakonomi, right?

"Who is the old gentleman you are talking about?" Qin Kun was a little wary.

Qin Kun felt that if the old gentleman was Sakonomi, he would run away without saying a word. Yang Shen, who was in his heyday, and the three leaders of Nanzong all died because of each other. Now he is not even a hair, and he really doesn't want to see such an old monster.

The old monk spoke, and a name came out of his mouth without changing his smile.

After a long time, Qin Kun was shocked and said in a low voice: "Then...please ask Master to lead the way."

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