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Compared with the small temple we met before, Yuanxing Temple is much larger and more formal.

The first thing that catches the eye is the Shanmen, also called Sanmendian, which is the gate of the Buddhist temple.

Three doors stand side by side, with the main door in the middle and small doors on the left and right.

It symbolizes the three doors of liberation: the door of emptiness, the door of no form, and the door of no work.

Two of the three doors were destroyed, and Ye Xing entered through the only intact small door.

After crossing the mountain gate, there are two broken towers on the left and right sides.

"The one on the left is called the Bell Tower, and the one on the right is called the Drum Tower."

"There is an idiom called Morning Bell and Dusk Drum. You must have heard of it. In temples, bells are usually sounded first in the morning and the drums are used to respond; drums are played first in the evening and the bells are used to respond."

"The Bell Tower and Drum Tower originally had a Heavenly King's Hall in the middle, but they have collapsed."

It can be seen that the architectural style of this temple is typical Chinese style.

Ye Xing crossed the Heavenly King's Palace and saw a pond filled with green sewage.

"This pond is called the Life Release Pond, and its main function is to store water. After all, carrying water from the mountain is too troublesome, but it has long since become a pool of polluted stagnant water."

"Shukaku said that Yuanxing Temple was affected by the Demon Sealing War and was destroyed like this."

"Other than the main hall, the only thing that has been completely preserved is an unknown room."

Ye Xing followed Shukaku and stopped in front of the main hall.

"I won't go in if I'm young..."

"Stop doing this with me!"

Ye Xing grabbed it by the back of the neck and picked it up, forcing it to go in with it to prevent it from playing any tricks.

Shukaku: (✖人✖)......

Two burning stone pillar lanterns are hung outside the main hall's main door.

A face showing pain could be vaguely seen in the firelight.

"In ancient times, if a monk made a big mistake, he would be severely punished. After death, he would turn into an ancient cage fire, which is a kind of will-o'-the-wisp."

"The face we see is what he looked like when he was being punished."

Fortunately, Ye Ji is accompanying her, otherwise a person would inevitably feel a little panicked when seeing these ghosts.

Cross the threshold and walk inside.

A row of strange white candles stood on either side of the hall, illuminating the interior.

To be precise, it's not the candle that's strange, but the lampstand underneath the candle that's strange.

Taking a closer look, Ye Xing's heart twitched in shock.

The candle holder... is actually made of human body! ! !

Because wax oil dripped all over their faces and bodies, their original appearance could no longer be recognized.

Ye Xing zoomed in on the camera and gave a close-up of the area.

[Nimadan, I’m so scared of labor! 】

[Isn’t this an important place of Buddhism? How could there be such evil things? 】

[Weird and quiet: This thing is called a lampstand man. It first appeared in the Tang Dynasty. There used to be a man named Qingcheng who was sent to China as an envoy to the Tang Dynasty to study abroad. Later, there was no news at all, so his son went to look for him. During the search, I discovered a man standing on a lampstand. The man's fingers had been cut off, his body had been tortured with ink, his throat was mute, and he had a huge candle stuck on his head. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be his father. 】

[@奇奇情, who did it? 】

[Weird Qingyou: There are several theories. Some say that he got into trouble with other people and was retaliated against, and some say that he was discovered as a spy. 】

[Num, today is my birthday. Looking at the white candles in the cake, I vomited~]

"I asked Shukaku, and they are indeed lampstand people, made from the corpses of humans who died in the mountains."

"Whether what it says is true or false is unknown."

The more Ye Xing looked at it, the weirder it became, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Yeji Hongyan, who is used to seeing strange things, has always had a cold face.

There was no altar for worshiping the Buddha in the hall, but there were three futons and some Buddhist utensils.

Sitting on the futons on the left and right are a tall, thin monk and a short, fat monk.

The tall, thin monk recited sutras that burned his mouth.

The short, fat monk made a wooden fish sound from his mouth.

Sitting on the futon between the two of them was a skinny little old monk.

He doesn't even look like he weighs 20 pounds.

Lose weight!

The skin is as wrinkled as the testicular skin.

Her two eyes are even more cloudy than the outlook of a gold worshiper.

His whole body exuded a sense of death, and he couldn't feel a trace of life.

"Meet the master!"

When Shukaku saw the mummy, he fell to the ground.

The old mummy actually raised his head, and the bones in his neck made a crunching sound.

"What a distinguished guest."

The old mummy seemed to recognize Ye Ji Hongyan's identity. He didn't see his mouth move, but could clearly hear his voice.

Yeji Hongyan took a step forward and said, "Zen Master Yixiu, death is natural and natural. Why do you bother to make yourself look like a ghost that is neither a monster nor a human being?"

Zen Master Yixiu laughed dryly: "Didn't the most holy witch in the past also become an undead? Why are you suffering?"

Ye Ji Hongyan: "I have my mission."

Zen Master Yixiu: "I have my own plans and I don't need your advice."

Ye Ji Hongyan: "Whether you are a monster or a devil, I don't care about that. I am here for the Four Heavenly Kings."

Four kings?

"This old mummy is just a rest. It's much uglier than I thought."

"You have all seen that his body has been dead for a long time, and he is forced to stay in the world by relying on evil magic."

"Hongyan didn't tell her in detail before. I always thought the helper she was looking for was a monk from Yuanxing Temple."

"Now it seems that there is another purpose."

Ye Xing, who couldn't say anything, listened with interest and chatted with netizens.

[The Four Heavenly Kings: Zhang Xueyou, Liu Dehua, Li Ming, and Guofu City. If you want to find them, you should go to Xianggang. 】

[Are you so funny? How could it be the four of them? I think they are: Taracha, the king of Dhritabhava, Viliuri, the king of growth, Liubocha, the king of wide-eyes, and Bishamon, the king of multi-hearing. 】

[Fuck your crotch, don’t beep, it must be: Edward the White Beard, Shanks the Red, Kaido the Beast, Charlotte the Beautiful Girl! 】

[Have you watched too many cartoons? My bet is: Jack Ma, a repentant Ari, a blind man who doesn’t know his wife and a beautiful face, Jian Lin who has nothing, and an ordinary family! 】

"Stop making random guesses." Ye Xing seemed to have the answer in his heart. The thumb and index finger of his left hand were dragging his chin. The index finger of his right hand was pointing at the camera, and a light flashed in his eyes: "There is only one truth. The true identity of the Four Heavenly Kings is ..."