Chapter 1379 Chapter 170 The Hidden Secret of the Temple

Chi Shuyan didn't waste any more nonsense and wasted time going to the temple in the mountain village. When she was standing outside the gate of the temple, her thoughts turned away from Wu Haoming's excitement about wanting an invisibility amulet just now.

I saw that red and white candles were lit everywhere inside and outside the temple tonight, and there were two big red lanterns hanging at the gate of the temple, which looked a little festive.

She stood outside the door for a while before passing through the stone wall outside the temple.

Chi Shuyan didn't have a good impression of the temple in this big mountain village from the first time she saw it. Standing at the door of the temple at this time, she still had a bad impression of the temple and even revealed a certain degree of inexplicable disgust.

Tonight, the door was not closed tightly, and there was a gap, and some lights came out from the gap. She didn't move, and looked in through the gap, only to see a corner, which happened to be the same large black Buddha statue facing each other in the same bottle.

Chi Shuyan remembered that every time the villagers in this village came to the temple, they would obsessively worship at the door. It should be this Buddha statue who was worshiping. She looked up at the huge black Buddha statue.

She had seen this Buddha statue once before, that is, when the crew came to Dashan Village on the first day, the villagers specially borrowed this 'Buddha statue' for the crew to worship.

In order to see more clearly, Chi Shuyan opened the door and made a creaking sound. In the silent night, the sound was a bit abrupt and shady. Chi Shuyan was still afraid of disturbing the villagers and went in softly.

After she went in, she found that this huge Buddha statue was the only one on the entire floor of the temple.

The Buddha statue was placed on the offering table, and there were many tributes and incense burnt on the door, and there were many futons below.

Chi Shuyan looked around, but still couldn't take such a gloomy thing in front of her as her faith. The facial features of this Buddha statue were full of strangeness and gloom, and there was absolutely no mercy on the face of ordinary Buddha statues. The huge Buddha's hand stood to block half of its face. Half in the light, half in the dark, it looks more and more gloomy and cool.

Chi Shuyan thought about destroying such a thing, but just after she was lucky, she heard the sound of 'dong', 'dong', 'dong' coming from upstairs, as if someone was going downstairs.

Chi Shuyan's face changed, and she ignored the Buddha statue and went up the stairs. However, before going upstairs, her eyes never left the face of the Buddha statue. Seeing this thing, it seemed that she could not see her. Chi Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief and lifted her feet upstairs.

Chi Shuyan didn't realize that, just as she turned to go upstairs, the dark and gloomy eyes of the Buddha statue on the table shot out a red, and the eyeballs turned strangely in her direction.

Then a gust of wind came in, there was a crisp bang, and the door was suddenly locked.

Chi Shuyan didn't know what happened on the first floor. When she got to the second floor, the sound of 'dong', 'dong', 'dong' became louder and louder. At the same time, at the foot of the wall on the second floor, she even saw a lot of people Bones were piled up in a mess in the corner. The more you went to the third and fourth floors, the more bones there were. The sound of 'dong dong dong' upstairs still didn't break, but it stopped quickly.

Looking at the increasing number of human bones, Chi Shuyan's face was very ugly.

Chi Shuyan swept across the huge and empty fourth floor as usual, except for those Buddha statues, those Buddha statues, large and small, were neatly placed on the table for worship.

She glanced at it and was about to continue walking upstairs. As soon as she reached the entrance of the stairs, she suddenly found a painting on the corner of the stairs. It seemed to be painted with blood, and it had a faint smell of sweet and rusty.

Chi Shuyan reached out and touched it uncertainly, then put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. There was indeed a faint smell of blood. It was estimated that after a long time, she could only smell a very faint smell. .

Because there was no electricity in the temple, many candles were lit up and down the entire temple, so she went to a side table to get a candle and put it on the wall to see.

really!

This painting was indeed painted with human blood. At first, Chi Shuyan thought there was only one painting, but when he pulled the candle closer, he saw that there was another painting on the wall next to it.

She looked at it with some curiosity. The first picture was of a person in front of him entering Dashan Village, and the second picture seemed to be of a person kneeling reverently and making a wish at the temple.

The painter's painting skills are very superb, so Chi Shuyan can see the content at a glance.

From the two portraits alone, Chi Shuyan asked himself that no matter how clever he was, he couldn't see what the artist wanted to express.

Because of these two portraits, Chi Shuyan couldn't help but curiously and carefully took the candle and continued to look at the wall next to her, trying to see that there were other portraits.

really!

Not long after, Chi Shuyan found a few blood paintings in a corner. She crouched down and stared at the portraits again, and found that the third portrait was a portrait of a man who came to the temple devoutly to invite the true Buddha, and quickly turned around. In the fourth portrait, it is a picture of a mother and child, a mother and a child of filial piety, crying with joy. In this painting, in addition to the filial piety of the mother and child, there is a broken bowl next to it, and the ground is splashed with a little soup.

Chi Shuyan swept through the four portraits in succession, and at last she couldn't help but stop at the broken bowl that had been smashed on the ground. She was still a little ignorant, but she seemed to know that the artist drew these pictures to tell a story.

Chi Shuyan held back her curiosity and continued to watch.

Soon, when the portrait turned to the fifth picture, Chi Shuyan began to feel a little hurried when he found the painter's portrait, and the lines in some places were intermittent and barely connected.

Chi Shuyan looked at it hard for a while, and then vaguely saw what the painting was.

Chi Shuyan stared at it for a long time before she could see that the fifth picture was of a man tying a struggling mother and son into a temple with a pious and angry face in front of many people. The reader also drew two more fires on both sides of the man's eyes, and she guessed some meaning.

But seeing this, she always felt a little familiar with the plot of this series of portraits, and she couldn't think of a familiar place for a while.

Chi Shuyan gritted her teeth and looked at the first portrait again.

When he saw the fifth portrait, he paused again, and looked back and forth three or four times. After waiting five times, Chi Shuyan discovered that there was a very small word next to the third portrait. The word was too small to be read at all. What is the word out.

Chi Shuyan had no choice but to touch the traces with her hands and guess the word based on the traces.

Soon she figured out that the word was 'Xu'.

May?

Chi Shuyan suddenly remembered that Wu Haoming told him about the old things of the Xu family before, saying that the filial son of the Xu family went to the temple to ask for Buddha devoutly in order to save the life of his mother. Okay, and the Xu family was fierce before, but it didn't take long for them to become rich. They thought the life in the village was too dull and moved out of the village.

If it was about the Xu family, these paintings could be explained. Chi Shuyan faintly felt that the content of these paintings on the wall should be the truth about the family affairs of the filial sons of the Xu family.

Chi Shuyan suppressed the excitement in her heart, and immediately continued to take candles to take pictures of other portraits, but her eyes swept across the fifth picture, and her brows furrowed fiercely.

The fifth painting inexplicably made her psychologically disgusted.

Not to mention that she really does not believe that the true Buddha has the kindness to save the mother for the filial son of the Xu family. She has always believed that there is no free lunch in this world. I am afraid that it was indeed a fact that the filial son of the Xu family saved his mother, but nine times out of ten it should be At the expense of his wife and children.

But she didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so she continued to stare at the other portraits curiously. The sixth picture was like a monster and a dying child. The strokes were very hasty, and both the monster and the child were in a hurry. But look closely, the child's head is missing, only the rest of the body is lying on the ground, but this monster has an extra head.

She followed the sixth portrait and then looked at the seventh portrait. When the artist drew here, the brushstrokes became more and more messy, even a little messy, and some were only half-drawn, and the lines were not taken at all.

Chi Shuyan stared at it for 15 minutes, and with all kinds of guesses, he could barely see that the seventh portrait was a picture of a man sitting on a chair at the front door of a blue-brick house throwing a Buddha statue into a brazier.

Chi Shuyan continued to follow the portrait to see the eighth painting, but when her eyes fell on the eighth portrait, she found that there were only a few messy doodles on it. , Chi Shuyan felt that I was afraid that this might be biased towards the latter, and the painter did not want to paint.

Chi Shuyan understood this series of images, but her heart was inexplicably heavy.

Just as she was about to look away, she found that there was a ninth pattern in the corner next to her. Chi Shuyan was staring at the ninth pattern. The artist's brushwork was still messy, but the last one was uncharacteristically clear. Chi Shuyan saw the next one first. A striking date that says October fifteenth.

On the portrait next to it, there are only dark clouds and collapsed houses and people being hit by rocks. Soon, the surrounding mountains suddenly collapsed, burying the entire village in an instant, and you can't see the slightest bit. people and houses.

Chi Shuyan's eyes were fixed on the ninth portrait, and she didn't open her mouth for a while, but her right eyelid suddenly jumped again eagerly. Besides, she couldn't breathe because of the heart palpitations in her chest that were stronger than before. Holding his chest and leaning against the wall with a painful expression, the whole person seems to have just been salvaged from the water, and it is estimated that a lot of water can be squeezed out of the upper body clothes.

At this moment, the sound of 'dong dong dong' sounded again, and it was getting closer and closer to her, as if at the entrance of the stairs connecting the fourth floor to the fifth floor, Chi Shuyan was a little awake. With sharp eyes looking up the stairs on the fourth floor, he spit out a cold voice: "Who?"