Lord, I am such a good person.

However, as a figure suddenly passed by outside the dormitory, the gecko, which had been laughing sinisterly, suddenly became quiet.

The black oil oozing out from its body quietly accelerated, and the breath of the headless Buddha statue became more and more weird.

…

"Master Shi, hurry into the temple!"

The tattooed old zombie shouted again,

"Hey~, you are a zombie, do zombies understand? Do you have to be so pious?"

With a sigh, Shi Ran returned a salute solemnly, then stepped forward,

"Shua~"

The next moment, his figure appeared in the narrow aisle in front of the suspended temple,

Looking down at the black meat all over the ground, the blood lotus under Shi Ran's feet floated slightly, holding Shi Ran's body steadily in the air,

"Friend Shi, what's wrong with you? I remember you went up the mountain before?"

The long messy hair had been shaved clean, and there were several fresh burnt scars on the pale and shriveled scalp;

Without replying to Shi Ran, the tattooed old zombie grinned when he saw Shi Ran, revealing his fangs with broken meat, and then slowly made way.

"You can't even lie to people, you're showing your hostility."

Looking at the tattooed old zombie with a pursed mouth, Shi Ran shook his head and said secretly,

"And now I feel more and more that this place is for me."

Looking back, he found that the black-skinned ghost monks suddenly appeared behind him. Shi Ran turned his head and complained to the tattooed old zombie.

Said that, patting his sleeves, Shi Ran strode on the aisle full of minced meat, and walked straight to the small temple with the middle door wide open,

"I really want to see what kind of gods and bodhisattvas live in this temple. They are playing the game of forced buying and selling for no reason."

The moment he passed the tattooed old zombie, Shi Ran's magic power had already gathered in his palm, and the red mole between his eyebrows kept flashing. [Mother and Child Golden Needle] seemed to be impatient.

But to Shi Ran's disappointment, the tattooed old zombie not only did not take action, but followed him with a very fanatical look, as if he was escorting him.

"Om Mami Pai..."

At the same time, the strange chanting sounded loudly, and the several black-skinned ghost monks behind him suddenly lowered their heads and began to bite his flesh and blood.

A large amount of fresh blood and broken pieces of meat suddenly covered the ground, and in the strange chanting sound, the flesh and blood were slowly wriggling.

Soon, strange words and patterns appeared everywhere Shi Ran passed by, and the scene looked like a ceremony was being held.

At this moment, he had walked not far from the small temple, and his vigilance was already raised to the highest level. Looking at the dark gate, Shi Ran felt as if there was a hungry ghost living inside, and he was full of impatience.

Looking up, he saw a black plaque full of filth with four characters [Suzhijiapo] written on it.

"As the saying goes, temples mostly worship Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, while temples mainly worship ghosts and gods. It seems that this so-called [Suzhijiapo] is that damn ghost and god."

Just as Shi Ran was still standing outside the temple and looking at it, the tattooed old zombie suddenly passed Shi Ran, then walked into the temple, holding a small wooden hammer and slowly knocking on the bowl.

"Ding~Ding~Ding~"

The rhythmic knocking sound kept echoing, and then it came out again. Shi Ran suddenly found that his body was out of control. The moment he heard the sound, he walked into the temple.

"Bang~"

The sound of the door closing impatiently sounded immediately.

Then, in Shi Ran's surprised eyes, he saw that the ceiling, floor, and pillars of this temple were constantly producing clumps of wriggling flesh and blood.

In just a short while, the originally dilapidated temple was completely transformed into a small temple of flesh and blood that was constantly breathing.

Looking straight ahead,

a tall clay statue was placed in the center of the temple, all black, and there was a faint smell of fishy smell.

Wearing a dirty monk's robe, it was engraved with all kinds of crooked and weird words; the belly was as big as a mountain, but the throat was as thin as a needle; there was no facial features, but Shi Ran still saw the eagerness in it;

The hands and feet were pierced with holes, and rusty iron chains passed through them, connecting to the flesh and blood lotus platform under it.

"Well, this guy is an evil ghost, why is he still worshipped?"

Just when Shi Ran was puzzled, he suddenly heard the sound of rapid chanting beside his ears,

"Om Bang Ba Bei Mi..."

Instantly, the clay statue seemed to come alive, and the scriptures on the dirty monk's robe kept flashing, and then fell off the monk's robe, and flew towards Shi Ran like flies,

"Boom~"

The magic power in his body suddenly surged, and then Shi Ran's blood-stained monk's robe also surged, and countless long needles seemed to fly out of it during the rolling, and then He went to kill the flies and insects in the scripture,

"Ding Ding Ding~"

The collision between the long needle and the flies continued to produce sparks in the small temple, but just as Shi Ran was about to release the [Golden Needle] in one go,

suddenly, a Buddha light shone brightly in his vision,

and then a huge Buddha with a majestic figure and thousands of monks behind him slowly stood up,

"Om Bang Ba Bei Mi..."

The old zombie's speed of hitting the bowl became faster and faster, and the scriptures in his mouth became more and more urgent,

the Buddha in his vision suddenly shone brightly,

"Amitabha~"

Inexplicably,

After hearing this Buddhist chant, Shi Ran suddenly felt a pause in his power.

Then he felt a desire to worship the Buddha.

So, Shi Ran just bowed down to the clay statue.

"Not good! It actually has a similar effect to [Soul-seeking Sanskrit Sound]. And the overbearing desire to Buddha just now, is it salvation?"

I don't know if it's because he has the same magical power, or because he has been contaminated by [Secretly Hidden Naruo Great Venerable] which is even more terrifying than this effect.

After feeling an uncontrollable feeling of worship in his heart, Shi Ran immediately reacted.

He stopped his movements abruptly, and when he looked up, he saw countless scripture flies and insects flooding towards him like a tide.

"Hmph, you are playing tricks."

He raised his right hand, and a bloody "卍" character kept flashing on it.

"【Killing Handprint】·【Behead the Alien】"

"Boom~"

A big hand appeared out of thin air in the air, and the surging scripture flies and insects were instantly exploded into countless black inks.

This is not over yet. At the moment when the palm print continued to move towards the black clay statue, Shi Ran's left hand drew a circle in front of him, and the sleeves fluttered like dragons and snakes whistling.

"【Destroy the Corpse】"

In an instant, a hurricane suddenly appeared from Shi Ran's sleeves, and then it attacked the tattooed old zombie who was chanting sutras crazily.