Nightmare Attack

The three words "Zhijie Temple" seem to be deeply embedded in Jiang Cheng's mind. There may be some meaning in it. Listening to the shouts of those monks just now, it seems that in this temple, eating fasting and chanting Buddha are not important, only eating meat and drinking wine. That’s considered meritorious.

And... Jiang Cheng's face became darker and darker. He clearly heard the monk with the wrinkles on his cheeks mention the word abbot when he was forcing Monk Huicong.

His original words were: The host said that drinking alcohol and eating meat are merits, so why don’t you practice merits, Junior Brother Huicong? How can we get rid of inner demons without cultivating merit?

What Jiang Cheng is curious about is, since drinking alcohol and eating meat are merits, then what is this so-called inner demon...?

The night became darker and darker, and there was no sound from outside. The night was as quiet as death. Jiang Cheng fell into a deep sleep after thinking about it. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn outside.

But as soon as he got up, he realized something was wrong. After what happened last night, he didn't dare to let down his guard after coming back, so he ended up leaning against the wall with his back to the door. But when he woke up this morning, he turned out to be Lying flat on the bed, it looked like he had just fallen asleep last night.

Something was also wrong with Fatty. Fatty was lying next to him, sleeping soundly, but he clearly remembered that Fatty slept in the corner when he came back at night.

who is it?

Who moved their location?

The most terrifying thing is that they were not alarmed.

Jiang Cheng immediately walked behind the door and checked. The door was closed and there was a wooden bolt stuck behind the door.

Hearing the noise, the fat man got up in confusion. After seeing Jiang Cheng, the fat man rubbed his eyes and then made a surprised voice: "Doctor, is your hand okay?"

Only at this moment did Jiang Cheng react, and then he looked at his left hand. Yes, he had just stretched out his left hand to check the door bolt. The broken bones in his left hand were actually restored to their original state.

No, to be precise, there were no signs of injury at all.

"This has nothing to do with me. It's been like this since I woke up." There was no look of surprise on Jiang Cheng's face. Compared with the recovery of his hand, he was still more worried about the strangeness behind this matter.

After hearing Jiang Cheng's analysis of the two people's position changes after waking up, the fat man also felt a little cold on his back, as if there were a pair of invisible hands around him, quietly controlling everything. After a pause, the fat man used A small voice asked: "Is it possible that everything we experienced last night was just a dream, but it was... um... a very special dream. You should understand what I mean."

Jiang Cheng nodded, “You mean it’s like the kind of dream I encountered in Daotou Village.

"That's it."

Just guessing here is obviously not convincing. The scene of Guan Erye killing everyone last night has been deeply imprinted in the minds of the two of them. They decided to go to the building last night to take a look.

Once you get there, it will be clear whether it is a dream or not.

It was not long before dawn, and there were not many monks outside. The two closed the door and rushed towards the building along the road they remembered last night. The more they walked on the road, the more uncertain they became, because the road under their feet seemed familiar. They even remember where to turn and where to turn.

The most important thing is that Jiang Cheng stopped in front of a step. This bluestone step is not very eye-catching. If the sight is not good, or people who are not familiar with the road can easily trip.

That's right, Jiang Cheng was here where he tripped last night.

Now that things have happened, all the fat men in Jiangcheng no longer have any illusions. Everything that happened last night must be true. The monks in the temple are all ridiculous people, a group of drunken and meat-loving monks, and they don't have the respect that a monk should have.

They searched all the way to the courtyard where the building was located last night, but at this moment they were surprised to find that although the courtyard door was open, there were two monks holding sticks guarding the door.

Along the way, they passed many courtyards and wing rooms of different sizes, but this was the first of them to be guarded. Moreover...these two monks had a rough physique, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and they were not easy to mess with.

Fatty Jiangcheng pretended to be passing by, and then walked over curiously, but before he could get close to the courtyard gate, he was stopped by the monk, "Two donors, please stop."

Although the monk looked polite, anyone could hear the determination in his voice.

Jiang Cheng didn't take it seriously and just pretended to be curious and looked inside, "Master, what's the place inside? It looks so beautiful."

The monk on the left stood with a stick in one hand and the other hand in front of him. He said in a deep voice: "Returning to the donor, inside is the Merit Hall. It is a place where the monks of our temple study Buddhism intensively and gain merit. Apart from this temple, Except for the monks, it is inconvenient for others to enter."

After trying hard to get no results, Fatty Jiangcheng had no choice but to leave. After being far enough away, Fatty couldn't help but say: "What is the Merit Hall? I think it's just a big restaurant inside. You see there is no doctor and they won't let us in. It must be There’s a ghost inside.”

Jiang Cheng and Fatty did not go far, but circled around the outer wall of the courtyard. Soon, they locked in a secluded location. There was a crooked-neck tree next to the courtyard wall. They could climb the tree first, and then Jump over again.

But just when the fat man had climbed halfway and was thinking about where to stay, a voice suddenly came from not far behind him, "Two donors."

The sudden sound made the fat man tremble, and Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around, only to see Monk Huide walking over with a few monks. The monks were carrying wooden buckets and a few mop-like tools in their hands.

The fat man jumped down from the tree and looked at Huide and others who appeared like ghosts with an unnatural look on their faces. It was almost as if they had been caught.

After approaching, Monk Huide clasped his hands together with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Two donors, what are you doing here...?"

"We are here to find someone, Master Huide." Jiang Cheng looked very calm and returned the greeting with his hands clasped together.

"Oh? Which master are you looking for?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head with some distress, "We don't know either. We didn't see this person's face clearly last night, but the monk in the temple was right."

"Did the donor want to see him for something?" Huide asked again.

"It's like this. At that time, we two brothers saw that the night was nice, so we wanted to go out for a walk, but we didn't expect to get lost. By some strange combination of circumstances, we walked nearby, and we happened to bump into a master who was covered in blood. The smell of alcohol aroused our brothers' greed and wanted to ask for a drink. Unexpectedly, the master turned around and fled into the courtyard. At that time, we heard that the courtyard was very lively, as if...it was like drinking. It’s not just that master.”

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he saw a monk behind Huide with a confused face, "Nonsense! Do you know where this place is? This is the Merit Hall of our temple, a place where we study Buddhism intensively and cultivate supreme merits. How is it possible...how?" Someone may dare to do this disrespect!”