I can't be a demon

It was dawn.

Shen Lian returned to the starting point of the official road, and his third uncle was beside him, anxious.

"Are you okay, country boy? It's my fault for rushing to the capital. Alas, you caught a cold on the way. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva bless you."

The third uncle explained: "It is said that the living Buddha Bodhisattva in heaven came to the capital to fulfill his vows, and we went to deliver the Buddha statue to Da Ci'en Temple."

Shen Lian looked at the Buddha statue, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head.

The Buddha statue became lifelike, with a lot of complicated details on the robe, a meaningful smile, and the same movements.

But there were two jade cicadas in the palm of his hand.

"The underworld!"

"The second reincarnation!!"

"The underworld is a hundred times and a thousand times more terrifying than I imagined."

Shen Lian found that the atmosphere of the surrounding mountains and forests was a little gloomy. The official road was no longer empty, and four people were walking with their heads down.

A small number of bones were scattered on the soil, and crows were crying on the branches.

He used his food supplement magic, and the four people's aura was the same as the alchemist he had met before.

As expected, all the alchemists who came to the depths of Huangquan were experiencing reincarnation, but they took the lead and had already reincarnated twice.

"Uncle San, are we going to stay in Yingke Temple next?"

"Country boy, how did you know?"

Shen Lian did not reveal any flaws on the surface, and smiled: "I heard you say before, I really want to meet that Master Dahui."

Chapter 354 The Abyss of the Twenty-Seventh Year of Zhenguan

The old monk must be extraordinary to be able to open a temple in the wilderness. He may know the situation of Daci'en Temple and even recognize Jin Chanzi.

Pah pah pah.

The drizzle fell.

Shen Lian looked up solemnly, and didn't know when the clouds were overcast.

The second reincarnation was obviously no longer peaceful, and it was weird everywhere. I don't know what the little white dragon in Huangquan was doing.

"Country boy, it's raining, how about we find a place to rest for the night?"

"Uncle San, I'm fine. We should be close to the capital soon. If we can't get there soon, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

"That's right."

Uncle San smiled with relief and turned to pack his luggage.

Shen Lian glanced at Uncle San and noticed the purple bruises on his exposed skin. It was obvious that the wounds were also caused by the second reincarnation.

"Uncle San, you are injured, but it shouldn't be serious, right?"

"Hey, I accidentally bumped into it when I was carrying the Buddha statue. After arriving in the capital, I'll be fine after applying some medicinal wine for bruises."

Shen Lian felt a chill for no reason and remembered every detail he saw in the second reincarnation.

These details may be related to the truth of the 27th year of Zhenguan. Such a strange day may have really happened.

He carried the Buddha statue on his back and could feel that the weight of the Buddha statue was the same, and the texture was like stone and jade, which was very different from the rough touch before.

And the Buddha statue's smiling expression seemed to be peeping at him in secret.

"Country boy, let's go."

The two of them went one after the other and continued to go deeper along the official road.

Shen Lian passed by a few passers-by and found that they were indeed transformed by the Dragon Palace Taoist priests, but they had lost their most basic intelligence.

They all had dull faces and repeated their steps like zombies.

"It seems that if you can't bear the baptism of the Buddha's light in the capital, you will become a puppet without a soul. It's not easy to explore the secrets of the 27th year of Zhenguan."

Shen Lian's heart tightened. I wonder where the little white dragon, the reincarnation of the residual soul of the immortal Buddha, is hiding?

Uncle San couldn't help but mutter: "Remember to lower your head when you see Master Dahui later. Master Dahui must remember to be born with strange phenomena. Mortals like us will be in bad luck if we look directly at it for a long time."

"Uncle San, what is a strange phenomenon?"

"He has... three hands, and the extra arms are like a baby."

A trace of solemnity flashed in Shen Lian's eyes. The old monk didn't have any strange phenomena before, which means that the official road will become more and more dangerous.

Walking in a hurry, every passerby they met was strange.

A child kicking a ball; a woman wiping tears while walking; a skinny scholar; an old woman looking for something in the bushes...

After walking for more than ten miles, they met Longxing Escort Agency again.

"Country boy, that is a caravan escorted by Longxing Escort Agency in the city. If you train your body to be strong, you can also enter the escort agency and make some big money."

Shen Lian ignored his uncle's muttering and focused his attention on more than a dozen escorts.

The escorts complained to each other, occasionally looking at the two of them, and what was revealed in their eyes was not kindness, but strange scrutiny.

"The old horses pulling goods are becoming less and less useful. Boss, let's change a batch of them another day."

"Nowadays, everyone is devoted to worshiping Buddha, and good horses are hard to find."

The four old horses pulling goods seemed to understand the conversation of the escorts, and they were so scared that their calves trembled, and they immediately panted and accelerated.

Shen Lian paid attention for a moment and found that the old horses' walking posture was slightly strange.

Not long after, I came across another tea shop, but there was a big pot in front of the stall. The couple sold tea and provided food.

The business became very prosperous, but the customers were all drinking tea.

Every little bit foreshadowed the invisible changes.

"Look, country boy, the Yingke Temple is coming."

The third uncle pointed to the temple in the distance, and the bruises on his joints were spreading.

Shen Lian did not respond, and helped the exhausted third uncle to the Yingke Temple. He saw that the door of the temple was ajar, and a faint smell of blood was revealed.

The third uncle did not notice it at all, and knocked on the door excitedly.

Dong Dong Dong.

There were more than ten knocks in a row, but there was no response from the Yingke Temple. Suddenly, the noisy mountain wind blew the door open, and a strong stench hit us in the face.

"Ah? Master Dahui!!!"

Uncle San retreated again and again, staring at the temple in disbelief.

Shen Lian pretended to be surprised, but he was actually prepared. He just didn't expect that the old monk would only have a cold corpse left, and his death was extremely tragic.

The corpse lay diagonally in the corner of the wall, his eyes wide open, and his expression full of fear.

There was a gap in his abdomen, twenty-four ribs were open, and his internal organs were missing.

In the first reincarnation, the old monk mentioned that his end was coming, and he suspected that demons were at work, but he died early in the second reincarnation.

"This, this, this..."

Uncle San was at a loss until Shen Lian grabbed his shoulders.

"Uncle San, Master Dahui might have been killed by the bad guys. Now the surroundings are too dangerous. The most urgent thing is to rush to the capital government to report to the authorities."

Uncle San's face was bleeding, and he hurriedly fled from Yingke Temple.

"That's right, hurry up! The bad guys must still be near Yingke Temple!"

Shen Lian took a deep look at the corpse. The wound did not look like a demon attack, but more like a demon breaking out of the body.

"That's right."

He asked in a deep voice: "Uncle San, how long is it until the New Year?"

"Ah? In fourteen days, it will be the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan."

Shen Lian's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered very clearly that in the first reincarnation, Uncle San mentioned that fifteen days later would be the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan.

This means that as one goes deeper into reincarnation, he is also approaching the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

Shen Lian's heart was beating wildly, as if the truth was right in front of him. At least he could figure out what Jin Chanzi had experienced in the mortal world.

"Country...country kid!!"

Uncle San's nervous words suddenly interrupted Shen Lian's thoughts, "You have good eyesight, help Uncle San to see, what...is that?"

Shen Lian was as if he was facing a great enemy. He had just walked out of the hilltop of Yingke Temple, but there was another similar temple a hundred meters away.

The temple was dilapidated, with the three characters Yingke Temple engraved on the plaque, and the wall had a dark red color of rust, as if it was stained with blood.

The blood spread, and footsteps came from far to near behind the door.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, the shadow under his feet revealed a bit of demonic aura, the gate of Yingke Temple was pushed open a crack, and his eyes moved closer to the crack.

"Uncle San, let's get to the capital as soon as possible."

Shen Lian couldn't figure out the truth in the depths of Huangquan, and didn't want to act rashly.