Watch Out! Danger Ahead

When Li Quan said this, everyone was panicked.

Everyone picked up the sickles and shovels in their hands and aimed them at Song Qingxiao with a defensive expression on his face.

"Everyone calm down..."

Uncle Shan hurried to persuade, but at this moment everyone heard that they couldn't leave here, they were already red-eyed, no matter where they could listen to his persuasion.

"Are you succumbed to evil, Uncle Shan?"

With the betrayal of the three men of Liu, Li Quan's heart at this time looked like a traitor who wanted to harm everyone.

"When you were in the village at the foot of the mountain, you were the first to find this girl and proposed to take her on the road."

He talked to her in the middle, not mentioning Tiandao Temple, but also defending her everywhere.

When he was almost into the devil, Song Qingxiao rescued him, and Li Quan suspected:

"Did you two collude?"

"how can that be possible!"

Uncle Shan hurriedly retorted.

So far, the caravan has been in chaos, and under fear, everyone has a demon.

Everyone doesn't trust each other and is no longer as happy as before.

As the leader of the caravan, Li Quan made a decisive decision and ordered:

"Look at Uncle Shan!"

...

Song Qingxiao could hear the noise around him, as well as Li Quan's accusations.

She knew that at the moment Li Quan ordered several people in the caravan, they fell to the ground like a wolf like a tiger and tied him with a twine, which seemed to prevent him from being demonic.

Everyone's shovels, shoulder poles and other objects were aimed at her, with defensive but scared looks, but under the fear, their eyes were faintly red.

"Kill her..." Everyone in the caravan's eyes seemed to convey such a message.

"Kill him--" At the same time, within Song Qingxiao's Zhihai, such a thought appeared.

The thoughts of the people in the caravan were born out of fear, mixed with the voice of'Aqi' here, forming a special magical sound, which penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of Song Qing's small child.

Qing Mingling began to spin frantically, slowly trying to break through Song Qingxiao's block and get out of her sea of ​​knowledge.

The blood contract she struck on Qing Ming Ling began to be torn apart by Qing Ming Ling in a very decisive manner.

The soul was torn apart, causing intense pain.

This made Song Qingxiao have no time to be distracted to pay attention to the actions of Li Quan and others, and wholeheartedly contend with Qing Mingling's thoughts to prevent it from drilling out of his soul.

The current situation is unknown, she has not returned to the past for the third time, and she does not understand what happened to A Qi.

So far, Song Qingxiao's strength has only recovered 60%, which is not enough to completely suppress'Aqi', and can no longer withstand the changes of Qing Ming's'Betrayal'.

"Leave three people and watch this woman!"

Li Quan had a deep fear of Song Qingxiao.

Whether it is her mysterious origin, strange growth, and the strength shown in the temple, she is extraordinary and instinctively daunting.

Although she didn't know why she was motionless at this time, his heart was loose.

"The rest of you wait, follow me around and find a way out!"

"Don't run around! Don't move around!"

Such a thought flashed in Song Qingxiao's heart.

But her entire mind and Qing Ming Ling were consumed, and her inner words couldn't be said at all.

After hearing Li Quan's order, they could only watch these people disperse separately, trying to explore the exit of this hall.

Some people went to the left and right, but at the moment when they were about to step into the black mist, they stopped at once because of the fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Quan's gaze fell on the big Buddha in the middle.

The Buddha was shining with golden light, and 800 years later, it seemed that there was still Buddha's light for protection.

The largest golden Buddha in the middle is about six feet tall and extremely mighty, looking down at the sentient beings in the temple, with a kind but temperatureless smile on that face.

This Buddha is so big, I don't know if there is any mechanism behind it, or a means to suppress the devilish energy of Tiandao Temple.

In the heart of the caravan leader, for some reason, he remembered the words of Song Qing's previous novels.

She said-this place was the birthplace of demonic energy eight hundred years ago. Afterwards, the temple was sealed and disappeared without a trace.

"Is it possible that the treasures of the sealed temple are hidden behind the big Buddha?"

With thoughts on his mind, he hurried to the big Buddha.

The golden Buddha sits on a high jade platform, two or three meters high, carved from white jade, and it is extremely smooth.

"Come here..."

He yelled and caught the attention of others.

Even the three people who were ordered to guard Song Qingxiao turned their heads subconsciously and looked at the caravan leader standing under the jade platform and looking up at the big Buddha above his head.

"I guess, after this big Buddha, maybe there is a way out of the organization, or it may be a sealed thing!" Li Quan thought he had found a way, and said excitedly:

"Place the container underneath, and two people will step in, let me climb up and look for it carefully."

After hearing this, everyone obeyed.

"You can't blaspheme the Buddha statue..."

Uncle Shan, who was tied into a zongzi, saw this and lay on the ground and roared.

"Ask this girl, maybe she can do it."

His voice turned into a reverberant resounding in the hall, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Profane Buddha..."

"...Profanity..."

According to Li Quan's words, everyone moved the container, and two more powerful men stood below.

Li Quan stepped on the shoulders of the team members, using both hands and feet, finally climbed onto the jade platform and touched the feet of the big Buddha.

The feet of the Golden Buddha were so cold that he shuddered when he started.

But relying on his years of business acumen, he quickly realized a problem and couldn't help but yelled in excitement:

"It's gold!"

"It's gold!"

"Gold...Gold...Gold..."

Li Quan's excited echoes came from all directions, like countless people whispering in a dark corner, and they were heard in the ears of all business teams.

Everyone felt as if they had been hit hard by something, and could not say a word for a long time.

Everyone's faces were dull and unbelievable, and even the uncle Shan, who was lying on the ground after being tied up, was in a trance for a moment.

"what?"

Stepping on the counter, the two big men who stepped on their feet first reacted and asked subconsciously:

"Is it gold?"

"Yes!"

Li Quan nodded heavily, the fear in his eyes quickly turned into huge greed:

"It's gold, pure gold, we're rich!"

"Get rich!"

The big Buddha here is as high as six feet and weighs more than ten thousand catties.

Who could have imagined that in the dynasty eight hundred years ago, the people were unclothed, had no food, and worshipped the court and temples, so hungry that they were almost ready to eat.

In Haining County, where Song Qingxiao had stayed, the embankment was damaged for many years, but the court did not allocate funds for repairs.

As a result, the river embankment ruptured under heavy rain.

The people in a county all died in the flood.

In Tiandao Temple, however, there are people's anointings collected from the people, creating the golden body of the Buddha here, blessing all beings-it is too ironic!

"I'm rich! I'm rich!"

"Dig gold!"

In order to make a meager profit, the people in the business team leave their hometowns every year, go through untold hardships and exploits, and earn a small amount of money in order to support their families.

But who could have expected that this trip strayed into the ghost temple in the deep mountains, thinking that there was no doubt that he would die, but then found Jinshan, the joy in his heart can be imagined.

Under the temptation of huge money, everyone even forgot that the shadow of death was still there. They were scrambling to climb the Buddha Terrace, wishing to empty the Golden Mountain here!

"Brother Quan, give me a hand..."

Stepping on the counter, the two of them who had been carrying Li Quan up stretched out their hands towards Li Quan.

He didn't have the time to care about the call of his companions, and his mind was all placed on this golden Buddha statue.

"Gold..."

"Golden Mountain!"

"This is a fate given by Grandpa Fo."

The three people who had been ordered to guard Song Qingxiao soon became unable to stand still, and they all rushed towards the Buddha Terrace.

Many pathfinders don't care where the exit is. They are afraid that if they take a step, they will dig a piece of gold less.

Everyone moved the containers and stacked them, and some even picked up the shovel in their hands to dig into the jade platform, trying to dig out some places where they were footing, so that they could climb up.

The sound of ‘ding, ding, ding, ding’ broke the tranquility in the temple. Although Uncle Shan was very excited at first, he was tied with a rope, and he was old and weak, and he couldn’t get rid of it at all.

After being blocked in disguise, he quickly returned to the basket rationally, not as crazy as these people.

"Hehehe--"

The strange laughter rang again, like a whirling wind, resounding in every corner of the hall.

But the people who had already climbed up the Buddha's platform and were facing the caravans of giant golden Buddhas preparing to dig gold, they seemed to have not heard the weird and gloomy laughter.

"Dig..."

"Dig... dig..."

The soft and sullen voice coaxed, Li Quan and others took the shovel and slammed it on the Golden Buddha's feet.

'clang--'

The moment the sound rang, it broke the delicate balance maintained in the temple.

"Don't dig it—"

Uncle Shan was the first to sense something was wrong in the caravan.

His body was resting on the ground, his cheeks and ears were touching the cold ground, and he could hear the malicious, subtle sounds of secret thoughts digging into his eardrums.

I also heard that when the body of the Buddha was shaken by external forces, the entire temple seemed to be shaking.

"Don't dig! Don't dig!"

He screamed heartbreakingly, but in response to him, everyone kept digging.

‘Clang clang--’

The sound of percussions could not be heard, and there was no wind swaying in the hall.

"kill him……"

"Kill her..."

As if countless people were reading this sentence in unison, the yellow cloth strips hanging over their heads swayed slightly.

"Girl...girl...old man please..."

The people on the Buddhist platform are crazy, the power of money confuses them, making them forget their original purpose and fear, and immersed in their dreams of getting rich.

Song Qing's small eyebrows are tightly furrowed, and there are fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Looking closely at her body, it seemed that there was a layer of black air that seemed to be hidden, and it got in and out of her body, tearing her thoughts, making her unable to separate her attention and preventing Li Quan from waiting. people.

"Kill her..."

"kill him……"

High or low soft groans resounded like a curse in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Qing Mingling's power grew stronger and stronger, and the blood bond with her was peeled off little by little.

'clang! ’

'clang! ’

Every heavy sound will leave a dent mark on the golden Buddha.

The gouge sound became denser, and the black air on the ground became more and more dense.

The low groan gradually increased, and the countless yellow ribbons hanging over his head became more intense.

‘Clang——Clang——’

‘Hey! ’

"Broken!"

Li Quan, sweating profusely, shouted with joy, his face flushed.

Following his shouting, the golden Buddha's body suddenly changed.

‘Om! ’

An invisible halo came from the top of the Buddha statue, like a fading ocean tide straight down.

And the tradesmen who were addicted to the money-making team didn't notice these changes at all. Everyone was fascinated by the money and frantically tore at the hole Li Quan dug.

The brilliance flowed down, and wherever it went, the golden body of the Buddha statue became fragile and decayed.

Everyone tore off large pieces of gold, holding them in their hands and shouting:

"I'm rich..."

"Get rich..."

"After I go back, I want to buy a house and land...be a landlord..."

...

Everyone is dreaming of getting rich, but in the sound of ‘om’, the power of restraint spreads from them.

The big chunks of gold that these people held in their hands turned into black rotten rust in an instant.

The ecstatic smile on Li Quan's face froze for a moment, watching the weird red light flashing on the piece of black iron, then turning into countless ashes, scattered in his palm'boom'.

"Me, where's my gold?"

"Where is gold? Where is my gold?"

Everyone who snatched the gold screamed frantically, and everyone's eyes were red, as if they had fallen into a demon, subconsciously turning their heads to want to dig the giant Buddha again.

But I saw the golden Buddha statue ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ now withered in a flash.

The body of the Buddha shrivelled, and the fragile body could no longer support the huge head.

The Buddha's head fell silently, and the Buddha's neck was broken in the scalp's creaking sound, and the Buddha's head'booming' rolled down with a thunderous momentum.

"Help! Help!"

When everyone saw this scene, they were so scared that they all yelled.

Everyone scrambled to hug their heads and dodge, some wanted to jump off the platform, some got into the corner.

Rows of Buddha statues fell down, making noises that shook the sky.

A large air current rushed straight up, and the yellow sails above his head were surging crazily under the turbulence of this air current.

The decayed red-glowing black smoke on countless Buddhas was crushed into fine dust, condensed one by one under the yellow cloth strips, and turned into a bunch of dead bones.

The Buddha's Light Hall, which was previously still clean and unsullied, instantly turned into a purgatory on earth!

"what--"

Li Quan curled up on the high platform, looking at the densely packed corpses hanging above his head, and roaring deformed by fear.

"kill him……"

"Kill her..."

"kill him……"

"Kill her..."

There was a soft whisper in the mouth of every hanging corpse.

They have been hanging here for 800 years, and the corpses have already been air-dried, just like a special ‘bacon’!

"what……"

"Ah...Help..."

"Ghost..."

The people who had awakened from the dream of getting rich finally heard the soft roar in the hall.

Everyone raised their heads and saw the bones hanging above the head in the midair.

The wind blew by, the corpse was like a hanging curtain, and when it hit slightly, the crunchy flesh made a scorching sound, and a kind of creepy despair suddenly surged in everyone's heart.