Chapter 247
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Thinking of this, Shen Luo stepped into the Heavenly King's Hall in front of him. There was a broken Buddha statue in the hall. To the left and right of the hall should have been where the four Heavenly Kings were guarding, but there was only a pile of rubble left. The ground was covered in dust, and there were many spider webs hanging on the roof and walls. It looked like it had been abandoned for many years.
He walked around the hall and found nothing out of the ordinary. He turned around and left, entering the bell tower on the side.
Soon, Shen Luo had checked all the buildings in the first courtyard, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. The ghost didn't appear either.
He didn't stop here. He walked along the aisle on the side of the square and continued to walk into the depths of the temple.
After a while, Shen Luo walked out of the well-preserved Great Buddha's Hall. His expression was normal, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He had just checked the second courtyard, which was the core area of the temple. In the end, he didn't even find a trace of Ghost Qi, let alone a ghost.
Not only that, there were no traces of battle in the temple. If he hadn't heard about the incident between the Lin and Du family yesterday, he would have thought that no one had been here at all.
"Could it be that the ghost has already noticed the Soul Hooking Horse-Face and has already hidden? But Horse-Face has already expected this, so he wouldn't expose himself so easily. "Shen Luo secretly guessed in his heart.
"Forget it, I don't want to think so much. I'll do my own thing. As for whether the ghost will appear or not, I'll leave it to fate." He thought to himself. He walked around the Great Buddha's Hall and continued to walk into the depths of the temple. There were a few buildings that he hadn't checked yet. They should be the Dharma Hall, the Sutra Hall, and the like.
A burst of hurried footsteps came from the front. Two yellow-robed monks ran over. One of them was the young monk who opened the door for him. The other monk was older, about thirty or forty years old.
"Immortal Master, help!" The two of them were full of panic. Seeing Shen Luo, the young monk shouted and ran over.
"What happened? Why haven't you left yet? "Shen Luo frowned.
"We were planning to leave, but when we passed by a grey pagoda, we heard the sound of a woman crying. One of my Senior Brothers suddenly stopped and went into the pagoda. No matter how much we called out to him, he didn't stop. Senior, the ghost you spoke of may be in there. I implore Immortal Master to subdue the ghost and save my Senior Brother." The young monk put his palms together and bowed.
"Please, Immortal Master." Another middle-aged monk bowed and said, looking rather calm.
"Oh, take me there to have a look." Shen Luo shivered and said.
"Immortal Master, please follow us." The two monks were relieved when they saw Shen Luo agree. They immediately led the way.
The three of them walked forward and soon arrived at the last courtyard. A three-storied grey tower appeared in front of them.
There didn't seem to be anything special about this grey tower. Half of the top of the tower was broken and the walls were peeling off. The tower also seemed to be tilted.
Shen Luo stood in place and listened attentively. He didn't hear the woman crying as the young monk said. There was only a grey tower standing quietly in the night.
"It's here." The young monk looked at the grey tower and said.
Shen Luo sized up the pagoda before he stepped forward.
"Immortal Master, we'll go with you." The two monks followed him.
"Aren't you afraid?" Shen Luo glanced at the two of them.
"Of course we are. But our Senior Brother is inside. How can we let Immortal Master take the risk alone?" The young monk said.
"Up to you." Shen Luo didn't stop them and stepped into the pagoda.
The situation inside the pagoda was similar to the main hall he had explored before. There was dust everywhere, and two smaller Buddha statues sat there. One had already shattered, and the other had fallen to the ground.
He glanced around and stepped on the stairs in the pagoda. He stepped on the second floor of the grey pagoda with a squeaking sound.
The situation on the second floor was similar to the first floor. There were two statues here. They were more complete than the statues below and stood upright. There was nothing special about them except for that.
The stairs leading to the third floor had collapsed. He couldn't go up. Even if he could, the entire third floor had collapsed. He couldn't stand on it.
In fact, there were several big holes in the ground on the second floor. They creaked as he stepped on them. It seemed that they would collapse at any time.
Shen Luo was thinking about whether he should go up and take a look.
"Are you looking for me?" A fleeting voice suddenly came from behind him.
Shen Luo's body stiffened as the voice entered his ears. His skin tightened and the pores all over his body stood up.
He turned around quickly and raised his hands. He was about to activate the charm in his hands. But there was nothing behind him.
Shen Luo saw this and couldn't help but be startled.
But at this moment, two big greenish-black hands stretched out from behind and pressed on his shoulders.
At the same time, his waist was tightened. Two big black hands stretched out and firmly held him. They were the two monks who had followed him.
The two of them had unknowingly turned into zombies with greenish-black faces. Their bloody mouths, which were dripping with yellow mucus, opened wide and bit towards Shen Luo.
He was startled, but he didn't panic. His expression became gloomy. He took a deep breath and a strange crackling sound came out from his body.
His body abruptly shrunk by more than a size, and he abruptly shot upward like a slippery fish, breaking free from the two pairs of large hands and landing about ten feet away with a pale face.
Shen Luo had just used a bone-shrinking technique from the Yellow Court Scripture.
He couldn't practice the Yellow Court Scripture in reality. But, he could practice it to the advanced level in the dream. So, he could use some simple physical skills.
But, his real body hadn't been tempered by the Yellow Court Scripture. So, it was quite burdensome to use these methods.
Shen Luo looked at the two zombie monks who were still in a daze. His eyes flashed with a fierce light. He raised the hand holding the Ghost Howl Bracelet and was about to hit them.
But at this moment, he felt the wind rush by his ears. He didn't turn his head. Instead, he urged with his mind. White light shone from his feet and he took a step forward.
His figure suddenly became blurry. He flew to the left and moved more than twenty feet away. When he turned his head to look, he was startled.
He saw a white figure with disheveled hair standing where he was originally standing. His skin was greenish-purple, and his white eyes were bulging. A long blood-red tongue stretched out of his mouth and hung down to his waist. He looked extremely horrifying.
The long-tongued ghost's two arms were bent and stretched forward. The claws on its ten fingers were several inches long.
Shen Luo's back broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would've been pierced by two holes.
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