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Under the cold white light, the headless figures in the mural are particularly frightening, especially the monks kneeling and worshiping outside the temple.

That posture was as if he was willingly waiting to be beheaded.

After looking at all the murals, I felt a chill in my neck.

The temple that should be solemn and solemn is full of such weird things.

The heads of the Buddha statues were cut off, and the heads of the characters in the murals were also obliterated.

What does it mean?

The content in the painting, after seeing it for the first time, I didn’t want to look at it a second time.

"What does this painting mean? People who worship the headless Buddha will lose their heads?" Chen Jingdong came to an even more terrifying conclusion, and he was also frightened by his own thoughts.

"This ruined temple is too sinister. Let's quickly look for any clues. If not, get out quickly. I don't want to stay here any longer."

That's what I meant.

These murals are very uncomfortable, and the neck feels as cold as a knife hanging from it.

The two of us walked around the Sutra Pavilion quickly and ran out as if we were running away without noticing him.

The heavy rain has basically stopped, leaving only fluffy raindrops fluttering in the wind.

There was no lightning or thunder, and there was an eerie tranquility in the dilapidated ancient temple.

Feeling uneasy, Chen Jingdong and I entered the fasting room.

On the empty and rough tables and benches, dust is the only guest.

On the stove at the end, there is a large iron pot with several stacks of steamers in the pot.

Chen Jingdong walked over and looked at the steamer with strange eyes.

"Brother Li, what you said was steaming inside, couldn't it be a human head?"

"No way?" His words made my scalp tingle.

Shining the flashlight on the steamer, Chen Jingdong took a breath, stretched out his hand nervously, and grabbed the handle of the steamer.

The lid was lifted up little by little, and cold white light shone into the gap. There were several round objects faintly inside.

My heart slowly tightened.

Chen Jingdong suddenly opened the lid.

Our eyes widened together.

What was placed in the steamer was not a human head, but several round stones.

"Who would put stones into the steamer?" Chen Jingdong's eyes showed a shrewd light. "These stones still have fresh mud and water on them. They must have been put in deliberately not long ago!"

"Do you doubt those two monks?" I asked.

"Who else is there besides them?" Chen Jingdong snorted coldly, "Of all the people who entered the temple, only the two of them disappeared!"

"But what's the use of their pretense?" I stared at the stones in the steamer in confusion.

"Of course you don't want us to find the secret passage."

"What's the purpose of trapping us here? To make money or kill people? We can't get out. Isn't it time for them to take action?"

"Who knows? Anyway, just don't be fooled by them. The Dharma Protector's Hall has not been searched yet, so let's go and have a look."

Chen Jingdong threw away the steamer lid and clapped his hands.

"Wait! There's something wrong with these stones." I approached the stove and picked up one of the stones. "Look, there's blood on it, and it's fresh."

"The presence of blood doesn't mean anything. It's just the monk's tactic to bluff people."

Chen Jingdong didn't care. He was in a hurry to find the secret passage, as if he was in a hurry.

I suppressed my doubts, threw down the stone, and left the fasting room with him, heading to the last building.

Dharma Protector Hall.

It is located on the left side of the main hall, next to the Zen room.

We ran in a hurry, and when we passed the ancient well in the courtyard, there was suddenly a loud splashing sound behind us.

Who fell into the water?

We were startled and quickly turned around and shined our flashlights.

Of course there was no one around the well, and the sound of water splashing in the well became fainter and fainter, as if coming from another world.

Chen Jingdong looked at the dim ancient well with fear and did not dare to go there. He shouted towards the main hall: "Fourth, Fourth?"

No one responded to him.

He frowned into a big knot and hurried into the hall.

There was no one in the main hall, and in the flickering candlelight, only the headless Buddha sat quietly on the altar.

"Fourth child, fourth child!"

Chen Jingdong searched inside and outside, but there was no sign of Chen Laosi. He panicked and ran to the meditation room quickly.

With a bang, the door was pushed open by him, and the people inside were startled.

There were only Chen Laosan and the couple in the meditation room.

The couple lay hugging each other on the warm kang and fell into a deep sleep. Such a big movement did not wake them up.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Chen Laosan saw the problem from Chen Jingdong's expression.

"Didn't the fourth child come back?"

"No, didn't he go find you just now?"

Chen Jingdong's face quickly darkened.

"Mad, you were careless! You shouldn't have left the fourth child there alone!"

"What happened to the fourth child?"

"He's gone!" Chen Jingdong suddenly widened his eyes and said viciously: "The blood stains on the stone must be the fourth child's! Those two monks are so vicious!"

"Not necessarily. Have you forgotten that there is another person here?" I said in a deep voice.

"who?"

Chen Jingdong and Chen Laosan looked at me together.

"The butcher."

Chen Jingdong was stunned, his eyes narrowed unkindly, and he clenched his fists.

"I'm going to find him now!"

"Brother, I'll go with you!" Chen Laosan slid down from the kang.

"Third brother, you're injured, it's safer to stay here with them! It's enough to have Brother Li with me." Chen Jingdong seemed to have something in his words.

"Okay, brother, be careful and contact me anytime if you need anything." Chen Laosan shook the walkie-talkie.

"Brother Li, let's go! Mad, you still underestimated the people in this temple! Let me catch him, and I'll let him taste the taste of his head!"

Chen Jingdong looked fierce and asked me to go out together.

I remained calm and ran to the front yard with him.

The hall was quiet.

The fire on the ground was almost burning, and the light was very dim.

There was no one under the pillar, and the pig butcher was indeed missing!

"Made!"

Chen Jingdong gasped and kicked the pillar head hard.

The main hall was in disrepair for a long time, and the pillars had rotted away. After his kick, the pillars started to shake.

A round object stood in the dust, fell from the roof, and hit Chen Jingdong's head.

I deliberately delayed the reminder.

"Watch your head!"

When Chen Jingdong looked up, he was startled and hurriedly hid to the side, but he was still a step too late.

Boom!

The round object hit Chen Jingdong hard on the forehead, fell to the ground, and rolled aside.

Under the dim firelight, it was a Buddha head with no facial features.

I was taken aback.

This Buddha head is the one that seemed to scare Qiu Huiyan before.

"This pig butcher isn't a good guy either, Marde, he actually plotted against us!"

Chen Jingdong's head was bruised and bleeding, and his body was shaking. It took him a while to recover from the pain.

"How are you? Are you seriously injured?" I walked over and asked with concern.

"Skin injury! It's okay!"

Chen Jingdong was breathing heavily, with blood staining his face, making him look particularly ferocious.

"You didn't kill me this time. I will definitely take revenge!"

He briefly treated the wound.

"Brother Li, it seems that you are the only good person in this temple. You must follow us closely to avoid being killed alone."

I'm just a good person.

What he said is worth pondering.

Aren't the three brothers and the couple good people?