Chapter 2364: Hope (1) Chapter 2364: Hope (1) With song qingxiao’s intelligence, the mont she saw the corpses hanging in the hall and heard Seven’s mumbling, she vaguely understood the origin of the corpses hanging in the hall 800 years later.
She had tried her best to break through the 800-year-long ti barrier to co here and see the cellar. She opened her heart and wanted to hold her child.
However, at this ti, she looked at the young man sitting in front of the Buddha statue, praying devoutly to the Buddha to find his mother, and her heart rippled.
The dead monk had a reason for his cri. He exploited the poor, drove the people away, and exploited his companions. His heart was extrely dark.
Therefore, the mont his eyes t little Seven’s, the ‘demon’ in his heart was drawn out, causing him to mutate.
The monk’s death was not pitiful, but she rembered the child who had tried to please her with food in his hands that day, and the child who was knocking on the wooden fish and praying to Buddha with ‘sacrifices’ to fulfill his wish …
Her expression was a little complicated. There was regret, reluctance, and pity, but in the end, it turned into calmness.
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After senior brother Yuan he’s death, the young monk in the sa room as him heaved a sigh of relief.
He had received a reward from the temple for reporting the incident.
The temple had arranged for him to stay far away from the original ditation room and had also arranged a residence for him.
A fourth-grade mage in the temple even expressed his willingness to take him as an in-na disciple. The demonized senior brother yuanhe was suppressed, and the ditation room was sealed. By right, all the shadows seed to have passed.
However, the young monk always felt that no matter when he was cleaning, eating, doing morning and evening classes, or sleeping, there seed to be a pair of invisible eyes staring at him from behind.
That pair of eyes seed to be hiding in the shadows, secretly peeking at him. It was sowhat familiar, like when Xi Yuan and senior brother were watching him, and when they asked him not to be lazy, they followed him like a shadow.
Gradually, he felt more and more anxious and uneasy. He started to hallucinate in the night, as if he could still hear senior brother yuanhe calling for him, calling for help.
The young monk didn’t dare to fall asleep at night. After he fell asleep, he was still thinking about the first night when senior brother yuanhe had an accident and the nightmare they had when they slept in the sa room.
In his dream, a shadow was looking down at him. The shadow got closer and closer, and finally, it turned into a pair of gray-white eyes, which were embedded in senior brother yuanhe’s familiar black face.
“Junior Brother.”
Every ti this happened, the young monk would wake up from his nightmare, drenched in sweat.
That pair of strange grayish-white eyes would always be imprinted in his mind, unable to be removed.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he beca. He then turned over and put on his clothes.
‘Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong-‘
At midnight, he seed to hear the faint sound of the wooden fish. It seed to be coming from the main hall of the heavenly Dao temple.
The young monk suddenly thought of a small figure sitting in front of the Buddha and praying.
“He seems to be looking for his mother.”
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling extrely afraid.
After being woken up, he did not dare to go back to sleep. Thinking of Yuan he who called him in his dream, the young monk also decided to make a last minute effort and pray for the blessing of Buddha.
His clothes were soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his body, causing his body temperature to drop and he could not stop shaking.
He entered the hall, and there was indeed only the figure of a child sitting cross-legged in the hall.
This young boy was the most devout child the young monk had seen since he entered the temple. He prayed to Buddha and prayed to the heavens every day.
“Oh,” He laughed coldly, his eyes filled with malice.
“You didn’t sleep at midnight, so no one else could sleep.”
For the past few days, he had not been able to eat or sleep well, causing his temper to be extrely irritable. He always wanted to find a punching bag to vent the fear in his heart.
“Stop knocking! You won’t be able to see your mother. This world is so chaotic, maybe he’s already dead. If he didn’t die, he probably wouldn’t have a good ending.”
The young boy’s action of striking the wooden fish paused, and the rhythmic ‘Dong Dong’ sound stopped abruptly.
The hall fell silent, and the silence made the young monk feel depressed.
‘Hu-‘
A gust of cold wind ca from sowhere, making a ‘Wu Wu’ sound.
The candles on the altar that had been burning all year round were blown out with a ‘boom’.
The entire Hall was plunged into darkness, leaving only the three incense sticks burning in the huge copper furnace, flickering with the wind.
“Junior Brother … Shi … Shi … Junior Brother …”
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