When he pushed open the door of the temple, Feng Bujue expected the creaking of the wood and a rush of dust.
However, the door opened surprisingly smoothly. When the two wooden axles of the door turned, there was almost no sound as if they were still new. The scenery inside the door was also not covered in cobwebs or covered in dust.
Inside the door was a temple hall. There were no other doors or rooms. The light from outside seeped in through the gaps in the windows. Players could see the scenery inside clearly even without a flashlight.
There were two beams and four pillars in the room. The floor was paved with limestone bricks. The walls were also made of bricks and wood.
On both sides of the temple hall, there were two rows of copper shelves painted red. There were four layers to the shelves, and each layer was filled with white candles. However, none of the candles were lit.
At the end of the temple hall facing the door, there was only one Buddha statue. It was a headless Buddha.
The Buddha statue stood upright. The five fingers of its right hand were joined together. Its left hand was like its head, missing.
"Hmm … From this posture, it's hard to tell which deity it is." Feng Bujue walked forward as he muttered, "This statue made with dry paint … Is it something from the Yuan Dynasty?"
Suddenly, Like Rain's hand pressed on Feng Bujue's shoulder and pulled him back. At that moment, black smoke rose from the ground not far in front of Feng Bujue.
Earlier, Feng Bujue's attention was focused on the Buddha statue. He did not pay attention to his feet. If Like Rain did not pull him back, he would have stepped on it.
The black smoke rose and did not disperse. Then, a figure emerged from it.
The person who appeared from the smoke was an old monk wrapped in a kasaya. He had purple skin, white beard, and black pupils. His appearance was very scary. However, his face was upright and dignified. He did not look like an evil person.
"Who are you? Why have you come to the Temple of the Hidden Bell? "the demonic monk asked.
"We are just passersby," Feng Bujue said. "We heard that there were ghosts haunting this place, so we came to check it out."
"Passersby? Hmph … "The demonic monk continued," This old monk can see that the two of you have awakened your spiritual senses. I'm afraid you aren't mortals, right? "
"Your Excellency's complexion is dark purple, and your body is full of Demonic Qi. I'm afraid you're not even a human, right?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Ha … Hahahaha …" The demonic monk laughed loudly. "Good, what a good 'not even human' …"
The windows in the temple were suddenly covered by a black fog, completely blocking out the light from outside. However, the darkness did not last long. In the next second, the surrounding candles were all lit up, emitting a green light.
In this moment of darkness and light, the image of the demonic monk had changed greatly, completely transforming into an Asura Evil Spirit. His height had grown to ten feet, and his bulging muscles stretched his clothes. His hair and beard had turned red. He glared at Feng Bujue with a ferocious expression.
Seeing this, Like Rain wanted to raise her sword to meet him, but Feng Bujue blocked in front of her. He tilted his head and gave her a look, as if to say … There was no need to make a move.
"You're the same as that tree. You were turned into a ghost by a little girl called 'Ling Er', right?" Feng Bujue asked.
"So what if I am?" The demonic monk's voice also changed. His voice could not be described as rough, but could only be described as "rough".
"I just want to ask, did you voluntarily maintain this state?" Feng Bujue said, "Or was it involuntarily under her control that you attacked us who came up the mountain?"
"If I was under her control, would you still be able to stand and talk to me?" The demonic monk asked.
"Then you voluntarily became a demon and harmed the common people?" Feng Bujue said.
"The reason I became what I am today is indeed because of that child's resentment. Unless her resentment dissipates, I … and all the ghosts on this mountain will be trapped in this mountain, unable to be reincarnated. " The demonic monk replied, "But … killing you people from the Town of Hidden Bell was all of our own will."
"Is it because the people of Hidden Bell wrongly killed Ling Er?" Feng Bujue probed.
"Hmph …" The demonic monk snorted, "You must be the mage they hired to get rid of the ghosts, right?"
"Of course not. If that was the case, do you think you would still be standing here talking to me?" Feng Bujue replied with great arrogance.
"Hmm?" The demonic monk was stunned. He moved his face forward, "You brat, you sure talk big."
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Hurry up and answer my question." Feng Bujue said, "Maybe I can help you."
"Just you? Hahaha … "The demonic monk laughed again," Do you know why this place is called 'Hidden Bell'? "
"Why?" Feng Bujue did not know, so he followed the man's question.
The demonic monk turned around and used his thick thigh-sized arm to point at the headless Buddha behind him, "This place was originally an Arhat's training ground. There is a Buddhist secret treasure hidden in the temple — the Bell of Jin Gang." He put down his arm and stared at Feng Bujue, "And I am the only monk in this temple." At this point, he seemed to remember what happened in the past. On his fierce face, there was a trace of fear, "But now? Look at me, what have I become? "
"Oh? Is the Bell of Jin Gang very powerful? "Feng Bujue crossed his arms in front of his chest, put on a disapproving expression, and raised his head to ask.
"You are a reckless swindler. Of course you don't know the power of the Bell of Jin Gang!" The demonic monk was fooled and began to talk non-stop, "The Bell of Jin Gang is the most precious treasure of Tantric Buddhism. It can activate the power of countless spells … illusions, Spirit-branded Techniques, Summoning Techniques, Puppet Techniques, Blessing Techniques, Rain Techniques, Healing Techniques, Family Healing Techniques, Dispelling Disasters … It can control ghosts and gods, and it is all-encompassing. It can even guide a person's misfortune to the realm of liberation, subdue evil spirits, transcend desires, change the fixed pattern of the five elements, Yin and Yang, and the eight characters, and change fate. "
"Where is that thing now?" Feng Bujue did not show anything on his face, but in his heart, he was thinking, "The Bell of Jin Gang is mine."
"What? You want to take the bell? "The demonic monk asked.
The moment this question was asked, Feng Bujue was seventy to eighty percent sure that this was the mission flag!
He immediately turned his head and glanced at Passing Rain. The latter understood and did not reply. She just nodded gently, indicating that she agreed.
"Yes!" Feng Bujue replied immediately.
[Main Mission Progress Update]
[Enter the Realm of the Bell. Search for Bell's soul.]
As expected, the system notification immediately sounded, and the main mission in the game menu also changed.
"You said you want to help us. Let's see if you have the ability to do so." The demonic monk laughed. As he said that, he stomped on the ground with a force as powerful as a thunderbolt striking a mountain. The gray bricks on the ground instantly cracked, and a two-meter-long crack appeared. There seemed to be a mournful wail coming from the crack, but looking down, there was only darkness.
"If you want the Bell of Jin Gang, ask the child for it yourself." As the demonic monk said that, he stretched out his hand. In his palm, there was a bell that was exactly the same as the one given by the tree demon. "Take the bell and jump down."
Feng Bujue did not let Passing Rain go forward to take it. Instead, he reached out his hand and took the item, then handed it to Passing Rain. Then, he politely said to the tall monster in front of him, "Thank you for your guidance, master."
"Cut the crap. Many people have gone down, and no one has come back alive. The only one who came back … is the bell," the demonic monk replied.
Feng Bujue felt that the plot was about done. He turned back to Passing Rain and said, "Then … let's say a slogan and jump down together."
"First, I reject the slogan 'You jump, I jump,'" she answered directly.
"Tsk …" Feng Bujue looked like his plan had been seen through. "Then I'll count to three."
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