Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

night.

Coming as promised.

The cordon of the street, soldiers patrolling back and forth.

They are all talking about the unusual inside.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Wan Lai was all silent.

The soldiers who watched the night also slackened a lot, chuckling softly in twos and threes to deal with sleepiness.

The more remote walled courtyard to the east of Wanfo Temple.

A figure quietly approached.

"Old irons, are you looking at the cordon outside?"

"I'm the exclusive news of the old way. Hundreds of young girls have disappeared in this temple in the past few days."

"Hey, that old-fashioned water friend is a sand sculpture, don't follow the rhythm if you don't recharge, even if there are not hundreds, there are dozens of them,"

The master who spoke was a man in a tattered robe.

About forty years old, with a wretched look on his face.

Live streaming on the phone.

This veteran is a professional supernatural adventure anchor with a small reputation and hundreds of thousands of fans.

Now in the live broadcast room, the number of viewers has reached almost 5,000.

"It is possible that the government can fight such a big battle, there are really ghosts in it in all likelihood."

"Today, the old way of life is just a wave of iron, and I will open my eyes with all the old irons, and the rocket plane will be brushed up!"

Because of fear of being discovered, this old way can only quietly drive the atmosphere.

"Let's go."

The wretched old Dao stepped back a few steps after putting away the phone, and after a run-up, he climbed up the not-so-high fence.

Reaching out so dexterously, at first glance, it is often turned over.

He jumped off cautiously.

Take out the phone again.

I took a picture of the surroundings.

"Old irons, I have already come in, it's so weird, it's really weird, I just crawled in, and I felt a chill, straight from the soles of my feet to the heavenly spirit cover."

"I thought that with so many years of expedition experience, it is not 80% now, and it is 100% that you can be sure that there are ghosts in it!"

"In addition, newcomers, pay attention to the upper left corner. Friends who are afraid, take a look at my shop window. Inside, the old-fashioned Ming notes I personally blessed are available in limited quantities!"

"You can burn it and take it out when you go down by yourself, and you can get some interest, which is higher than a certain treasure!"

"I can give it to the relatives below if I don't need it temporarily, it's quick and convenient, and the young man has no time."

Lao Dao clung to his wretched old face, and did not forget to take the opportunity to promote a wave of goods.

The water friends in the live broadcast room are also a group of provocative masters, yelling not to talk nonsense, and hurrying to find ghosts.

A big brother spoke even more, as long as he can see the ghost tonight, he will send ten rockets.

The old and happy face smiled like a chrysanthemum and nodded repeatedly.

He is not talking about it.

By the red moonlight shining in the sky,

Walk along the wall towards the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

The veteran walked, thinking about how to create a horrible atmosphere while waiting, and was taking advantage of some supernatural events to come out, so that the eldest brother could give himself a rocket.

As for ghosts?

He didn't believe it himself.

In the past, he also went to live broadcast scenes such as ghost apartments and graveyards.

Nothing happened except for the little movement he made himself.

After walking this way for ten minutes, he was about to approach the main hall of the Buddhist hall.

The old way faced the camera and kept talking about how weird he felt.

Seeing the number of people in the live broadcast room is still soaring, he is quite contented.

"Old irons, we are about to enter today's main hall of the Buddhist temple. I will show you the old ways. My hands and palms are all sweating."

"If something horrible happens, you have to call the police for me as soon as possible, otherwise..."

suddenly.

A cool breeze blew from a distance.

The old-fashioned blow shivered.

Let him not finish talking.

He was agitated and looked at the Buddhist temple close at hand.

Why is there wind in this hall?

It was pitch black like a thick fog, and even the moonlight was obscured.

its not right...

He looked up at the blood-red moon again,

Facing the lobby, why... no light comes in?

Gurgling.

Old Taoist Adam's apple moved.

Standing still, dare not take a step forward.

As a result, the water friends in the live broadcast room were not happy.

The pants are half off, why are you standing there?

"Why are you old-fashioned? I've recharged all the money, so let's go."

"Hurry up, the toilet paper is ready, waiting for the passion."

"Fuck, go in quickly."

"Pay attention to quality upstairs..."

...

A series of barrage screens,

Then, a rocket took off.

The eldest brother who had just started to speak said: "First, I will give you courage. After you stop for a minute, I will brush a rocket."

The old man looked at the gift and quickly replaced it with a wretched smile as a sign.

"Thanks to Brother Hao for the Rockets, today the old way of doing it is going to die, just sleep in this lobby for one night, who is afraid of grandchildren!"

He finished shouting the slogan.

Unconsciously touched a pendant hanging on his neck.

Heart swayed.

The sky is big and the land is big, making the most money,

Regardless of any weirdness, he stepped directly into the hall.

"It's so cold."

Lao Dao shivered again at the live camera.

But this time, he really didn't pretend.

Obviously one step away, the temperature inside this hall is much lower than outside.

"Old irons, my goose bumps are all up, look."

He rolled up his sleeves and leaked his arm in front of the screen.

"How about, didn't you lie to you, hurry up and give gifts to warm and warm the old heart."

After entering the hall, the old way also gave up.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has now reached 8,000, breaking the record. If you quit at this time, I am afraid that you will be directly sprayed to death by these people when you start the live broadcast in the future.

He started turning around in the lobby with his mobile phone, while introducing the origins of these Buddha statues.

Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is known as Ten Thousand Buddhas. Although it is only an exaggeration, there are many Buddha statues in it.

From the doorway, there are some small statues that have filled the whole hall.

In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed.

Nothing weird happened, the old-fashioned heart was also let go, gradually bold, and began to laugh. Maintain the atmosphere.

At this time, the eldest brother also brushed five rockets, and he was excited to see him.

"Next, let's introduce it right away, the third Buddha, the highest deity enshrined by the ten thousand Buddhas."

"The one in the middle is the legendary current Buddha Sakyamuni, also known as the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas."

With that said, the old man turned the phone screen around so that the audience in the live broadcast room could see clearly.

This Buddha statue occupies the entire area of ​​the main hall and is at least four or five meters high.

Brilliant, compassionate, solemn, just indescribably strange under the faint light of the mobile phone.

"Bang Dang."

The silent temple suddenly heard the sound of overturning things.

The veteran was also taken aback.

Regardless of continuing to take pictures of the Buddha, he hurriedly looked at the sound.

"Wocao, I heard the voice, the precipice of the old Tao is cold."

"Report your address, and rush to your house for a meal,"

"I follow 200."

...

The pot exploded again on the screen,

But the old man is not in the mood to joke now.

In the empty hall, the voice sounded like thunder in his heart.

He turned the phone's brightness to its maximum.

a little bit.

Slowly walked towards the movement.

A group of dark things has appeared in the line of sight of the old Dao.

"What's so...what is this?"

The old Tao couldn't help but curse secretly, and he was panicked at this time.

The selfie stick was extended to the maximum by him, step by step approaching the group of dark shadows.

suddenly.

The dark shadow suddenly turned his head.

Two dark green lights appeared.

Accompanied by a sad meow.

"Meow!"

The cat was also taken aback by the figure of the old man, glared at the old man like a human, jumped over him and ran towards the entrance of the lobby.

"It turned out to be a wild cat."

The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief.

Put on a smile.

"Old irons, a false alarm, just a cat."

"It was at night, but I was scared to death."

"Those who said they would come to the old Taoist school to have a banquet, I remember, there are no 500 rewards, and they will be blacked out when it will be broadcast."

"Come on, let's go on to say just now."

He continued to chatter as he walked.

"This is now Tathagata Buddha, which is terrific, let's take a photo with him first."

After being so scared just now, the old way is much more relaxed.

"I call one, two, three, let's eggplant together."

The old man smiled and turned around to face the Buddha statue.

Lift the phone.

"Wait a moment."

He paused and found that the head of the Buddha statue could not be photographed at this angle.

"Old Rongdao, I will find a higher position."

He glanced. The height of the offering table in front of you is pretty good.

The old way climbed up easily.

It made a gesture, it was just right.

"Are you ready, old irons."

"one."

"two."

"three."

"Eggplant~"

Old-fashioned, with a professional smirk on his face, his eyes narrowed.

"Crack."

The phone flashed by, illuminating half of the wall.

The dazzling light made Lao Dao close his eyes subconsciously.

Can...

Everyone in front of the screen is watching this scene really.

By the light,

For an instant.

That huge and solemn Buddha statue.

The compassion on his face is gone.

Its huge eyes were originally in the middle of the eye sockets.

But with that light.

His eyes flickered, and he looked at the phone screen...

silence...

The lively barrage stopped at this moment.

No one is sending a message.

Gurgling.

After taking the photo, Lao Dao took his phone back and looked at the live broadcast room strangely.

"Huh? Why aren't you talking anymore?"

"Network card?"

Lao Dao stepped back a bit and glanced at the signal.

It's full.

He returned again.

The news in the live broadcast room has exploded

"Buddha statue, the eyes of the Buddha statue have moved!"

"I am so special, I am not blind, I saw it!"

"Ahhhhh! Run away, the old way, the Buddha statue just moved!"

...

The veteran stared at the all messages coming from the screen.

Very disdain.

"Okay, all these are old tricks. I'm a superb anchor. You guys respect me and get a new one."

He smiled and ignored the news at all.

Every time he broadcasts live, there will always be a wave of rhythm, saying that one, that one, etc., are usually pierced by him, and some people can't help but continue to brag.

"See photos!"

"You really look at the photos! Run!!"

...

This time, the news on the barrage changed all the time, and everyone was scrolling and looking at the photos.

"Since everyone let me see the photos, then I will take a look at my peerless appearance. I will release it later and let everyone enjoy it. Let me say it first. I can't take off my pants and see."

The old way smiled, his heart said, this time it looked like real.

He clicked on the album while humming a little song.

In the photo, his eyes squinted.

His face was pale by the light.

He watched and laughed,

"Not bad, pretty handsome."

He looked at the top of the photo.

Um...

The old Dao's eyes widened almost incredulously.

There is a reflective spot above the photo.

What is reflecting light?

He quickly took the photo.

enlarge.

enlarge.

The small light spot becomes a big light spot.

In the blur, he saw...

That is.

The eyes of the Buddha!

The old way of life is very exciting.

Goose bumps all over his body violently.

"Huh~"

A cool breeze blew from behind.

He shivered,

Turned around.

He raised his head and looked at the huge Buddha statue.

Jinbi, brilliant.

only.

That Buddha statue,

at this time,

Also looking at him.

"what!!!"

The light on the phone screen disappears.

in the dark.

A faint golden light rose.

...

[Author's digression]: 3500 chapters! Here are some silver notes~ Besides, the author can’t read this chapter and said.. I’m sorry if I didn’t reply, I can just go to the comment, and the author will see it.

The heroine of this book is undecided, and you can also discuss whether you need it or not!