The reason why Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling came to this remote mountain forest in the southern part of the East Country was because the Huang family's intelligence department had previously received rumors that there were ghosts here. Moreover, there had been many cases of people missing, so Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling came here to take a look.
One of the duties of a yao art master was to deal with such supernatural events. They looked similar to daoists, but slightly different. The duty of Taoist priests was to subdue demons and eliminate devils. Their enemies were demons and ghosts, but it was not necessarily the case for demonic arts masters. The fundamental duty of demonic arts masters was to maintain the balance between humans and demons. If there was an incident of demons attacking or even killing humans, the demonic arts masters would capture or even destroy the demons. However, if humans killed good demons for no reason, the demonic arts masters would also attack humans. They did not completely stand on either side. They were considered a special demon between humans and demons.
Because the ghost incident in the forest was a little serious, it even alerted the government. That was why Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling, the siblings, appeared. Whether it was a monster or something else, with their strength, they should be able to deal with it.
According to the direction indicated by the compass, Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling continued to enter the depths of the forest. They didn't know when the surroundings had started to be filled with fog. It was currently noon in July. Even in the forest, it should be hot, but there was an abnormal gloomy atmosphere.
Huang Fangfang took out a black pill from her bag and swallowed it. In the forest, in some cases, after the death of animals and plants, the corpses of these animals and plants rotted and produced poisonous miasma. Huang Fangfang was not sure if the surrounding fog was poisonous, but since there were ghosts and monsters, it was better to be careful. As Huang Lingling was already a zombie, her body was full of corpse poison and she was not afraid of poison, so it did not matter.
After Huang Fangfang swallowed the Huang family's secret antidote, she looked at the increasingly dense fog around her and complained helplessly,"By the way, do these demons and ghosts have to survive in such a gloomy environment? Why didn't he choose a beautiful hotel? That way, we could be more comfortable.”
Huang Lingling smiled and rolled her eyes at Huang Fangfang."There are so many people coming and going in the hotel, and the Yang energy is too strong. How can ordinary ghosts stay in such a place? As for ghosts that are strong enough to come and go freely in an environment with sufficient Yang energy, the two of us might not be able to deal with them with our abilities.”
"Alright, alright, I know. It's all your fault, okay? Hurry up and clean up the things here. I really want to find a hotel and take a good shower.”
Huang Fangfang grumbled as she followed the compass's direction and walked deeper into the forest.
After passing through a forest, they could roughly see the shape of a building in the dark environment. At this time, the needle of the compass in Huang Fangfang's hand had already jumped extremely violently. Huang Fangfang kept the compass and pointed at the building in front of her."It should be there. The thing that's causing trouble here is there.”
Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling walked closer to the building and saw that it was a dilapidated temple.
Huang Lingling reached out and touched the wall. The red paint on the wall immediately fell off, revealing the mottled wall inside. Huang Lingling shook her hand and said,"Although I don't know when this temple was built, it should have been abandoned for more than two hundred years. Moreover, the corpse aura here is very heavy, as if many corpses were buried here.”
Huang Lingling was a zombie herself, so she was naturally the most sensitive to the smell of corpses. When Huang Fangfang heard what Huang Lingling said, she immediately opened the third eye on her forehead. Yaksha was born with three eyes. The eye on its forehead was the Yin-Yang Eye, which could see half of what the naked eye could not see. After Huang Lingling became a zombie, she had lost the third eye of Yaksha, but Huang Fangfang's eye was still preserved.
After Huang Fangfang opened her third eye, she immediately saw many things. The Buddhist temples that were filled with incense should have been shining with golden Buddhist light under Huang Fangfang's Yin-Yang Eyes. However, there was no Buddhist light in this abandoned Buddhist temple at all. Only an evil aura of death enveloped the Buddhist temple. The deathly aura came from the underground of the temple. Although Huang Fangfang's third eye could not see through all obstacles like Bai Yan, it was not a problem for her to see some supernatural energy underground.
With Huang Fangfang's third eye, she could see that there were at least 200 skeletons buried under this Buddhist temple. Most of them did not have coffins. They could only be said to have been buried in the soil. It looked like they had been buried very casually. The people of the East had always valued the dead as the most important thing. Funerals were the last major event in life. However, according to the way these corpses were buried, it could be that some disaster had happened, or there was some large-scale massacre in history.
Huang Fangfang briefly checked the situation underground and then said to Huang Lingling,""The underground here seems to be a mass grave in the past. There are many corpses buried here. The death aura here comes from there.”
"Heh, Mass Grave?"
Huang Lingling pinched her chin and quickly analyzed,"Probably because there were too many corpses buried here in the past, people were afraid that the resentment here was too strong, so they built a Buddhist temple here to suppress the resentment of the corpses. However, this Buddhist temple was abandoned for some reason. There were too many corpses underground, and the resentment was difficult to dissipate.”
Huang Lingling's analysis was reasonable, but Huang Fangfang had no interest in the cause of this ghost temple. She said impatiently,"Let's not bother about that. Clean up the dirty things here and let's hurry back.”
"Alright, let's go."
Huang Lingling shouted and led the way to the door of the temple. Due to the erosion of time, the plaque of the Buddhist temple was now very dilapidated. However, Huang Fangfang and her brother could still recognize the three large words on it.
Lanruo Temple!
The Huang family originated from the Eastern Kingdom, and the heir of the Huang family was naturally familiar with the Eastern culture. Huang Fangfang looked at this very 'famous' ghost temple, pinched her chin, and smiled with a strange expression."Lanruo Temple, is this a Chinese Ghost Story? Nie Xiaoqian wouldn't run out later, would she?”
Huang Lingling had thousands of books hidden in her heart. In the entire Huang family, her knowledge reserves were second only to Dongfang Bubai. She was the second smartest person in the Huang family. Naturally, she knew what Huang Fangfang meant. She immediately smiled and looked at him."Even if Nie Xiaoqian ran out, you wouldn't be Ning Caichen.”
Huang Fangfang was shocked by Huang Lingling's words, and her face immediately revealed a depressed expression. She immediately retorted,"That's still better than you. With your appearance, you can only be an old demon of the Black Mountain at most!”
Huang Lingling's temperament was much better than Huang Fangfang's. Even if she was called the Witch of the Black Mountain, she was not angry at all. She straightened her arms and jumped into Lanruo Temple like a zombie.
This Lanruo Temple had been abandoned for a long time, and the gate was already in ruins. When Huang Lingling pushed it, it fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Huang Fangfang followed behind Huang Lingling and walked in. This was the way they carried out their missions together. If there was any unfamiliar or dangerous place, Huang Lingling would be the first to explore. It was not that Huang Fangfang was timid, but because Huang Lingling was just a zombie. As long as Huang Fangfang, the psychic, did not die, Huang Lingling would be immortal. There was no need to worry about any danger. It was the most appropriate to let her explore the way.
After Huang Fangfang and Huang Lingling approached Lanruo Temple, they saw the layout of this ghost temple. In the center of the temple was a pagoda, and behind the pagoda was the hall. Unlike ordinary pagodas built beside Buddhist temples, this pagoda was built in the center of the Buddhist temple, probably to strengthen the effect of suppressing evil. However, it was useless now. This pagoda was only a pile of broken walls.
After entering the temple, Huang Fangfang's aura became even more sinister. Moreover, this place didn't look like an ordinary abandoned building. Normally, all kinds of abandoned buildings would have weeds growing on them, giving off a desolate feeling. However, not a single blade of grass grew here. It seemed that the resentment here was indeed too heavy. Not to mention ordinary living beings, even plants with strong vitality like weeds couldn't grow here.
Behind the pagoda was the temple hall. The door of the temple hall was very high. It seemed that it should have been magnificent back then, but now it had all become history.
The Buddha statue in the center of the temple hall was the Rulai Buddha. However, this Buddha statue no longer had the slightest sense of splendor. Not only was it covered in dust, but even the head of the Buddha statue had disappeared. One of its arms was missing, and only its right hand was left, making a flower-picking gesture.
Huang Lingling looked around and smiled."Fangfang, prepare something. It seems that thing won't come out easily.”
"I know. I'm the one who does the work every time anyway.”
Huang Fangfang complained, but she still took out the things she needed from her cloth bag. Huang Fangfang took out a blue-and-white porcelain incense burner and a small brass box. After opening it, she saw that it was filled with cone-shaped incense particles. Huang Fangfang took out a stick of incense and placed it on top of the incense burner. Then, she took out the lighter that she carried with her.
Lighters were convenient, but lighters were useless against supernatural things. On the contrary, an old-fashioned thing like a lighter was more practical.
Huang Fangfang blew on the lighter and lit the incense. Then, she immediately retreated to the side and watched the incense burn slowly.
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