Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

Fatty and I were wandering around in the Earth Temple, and I whispered:

"Don't you think it's strange that this elder spends his time in seclusion? Why does he have to go into seclusion as soon as we come here?"

The fat man didn't say anything. He pointed to the back and motioned for us to go to the meditation room at the back to see what was going on.

Just as we were about to go to the back, several wandering monks working in the yard came towards us. Although they wore ordinary monk robes, they couldn't hide their tendons.

One of them, a dark and thin wandering monk, said: "Donor, please don't go back. It will disturb the master's meditation. You can go back to your meditation room to rest, but it is best not to come out at night."

I looked at him with an impatient look on my face and said, "Why don't you let people come out at night? Are you afraid that we will steal the lamp oil from the temple?"

He clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, I also think about the donor. This temple is not clean at night. It is best for you to stay in the house."

I was happy and said: "I see that you guys cleaned it very cleanly. Oh, did you mean that it was haunted when it was not clean?"

He ignored me and the fat man and turned around to leave.

The fat man looked at his back and said, "Something's wrong, something is really wrong."

I said, "Why is something wrong again?"

The fat man said: "Except for him, everyone else here is not a monk!"

I smiled and said, "Didn't you already tell me that they are not monks?"

The fat man said: "He is a real monk, and there are elders and young novices, but the others are not human beings!"

This time it was my turn to be surprised, and said, "It's not a human being, could it be a ghost? But in broad daylight, where could a ghost come from?"

The fat man said: "He is not a ghost, everyone else is the living dead!"

My eyes widened even more, living dead?

The fat man noticed my surprise and motioned for us to go back to the house.

At this time, the sky suddenly became dark, a gust of wind blew by, and the atmosphere in the yard became strange.

We returned to our room. The fat man closed the door and lit the candle. He sat down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to me: "It seems that we are really in danger this time."

I asked: "What did you mean by the living dead just now?"

The fat man said: "Since you entered the Earth Temple, except for the elder, the young novice monk, and the monk, have you heard anyone else talking?"

He didn't say that I really didn't notice it, but after he reminded me, my mind immediately buzzed. Really, from the time we entered this temple, no one else said a word.

I asked the fat man: "What are the living dead?"

The fat man said: "This is an extremely sinister sect. They have collected some people who are about to die with grievances gathered in their throats. They can absorb the moon's yin energy and die without being stiff, but without a mind. Then they Cast spells to control these living dead and make them useful.

These living dead are unconscious and therefore do not feel pain. They are full of resentment and become cruel and ruthless. They are also extremely powerful and invulnerable. They only drink the blood of humans or animals to maintain their energy. They only obey orders from those who cast spells, and will never betray them. "

After listening, I couldn't help but take a breath and said, "Then are we going to be played to death by them?"

The fat man said: "They have no doubts about us, they just treat us as ordinary pilgrims. I want to see what they are up to tonight!"

I did feel a little scared, and my voice was trembling, and I said, "No, no, I think we should stay until dawn and think of a solution. Don't be eaten by the living dead before you even get a wife. It would be too unfair." Bar."

The fat man said: "Are you scared?"

I was aroused by the fat man and said bravely: "Who, who is scared? I just don't want to cause trouble."

The fat man said: "This earth temple really has too many secrets. Who raised so many living dead here, and what is the purpose of training them? Does this have anything to do with Mr. Wei Er?"

I saw that Fatty was not scared at all by these living dead, and felt that he should not be too timid, so he felt a little confident.

I said, "How about we go to the Zen room at the back now and have a look. There must be something fishy about this elder."

The fat man said: "That's what I meant, let's go!"

I said, "Wait a minute, let's take off our clothes, make a figure out of a quilt, put it on, and put it on a chair so that it looks like our house from the outside, so they won't doubt us."

The fat man smiled and said: "It's not easy, Brother Guo, you're better off with your brain."

Soon, we made two dummies. We lay on the ground and placed the dummies on the chairs. The candlelight in the room was very dim, and only two shadowy human figures could be seen from the outside window, which was quite intimidating.

We quietly climbed out of the back window.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the wind was blowing, the sky was full of dark clouds, and it felt like it was going to rain.

From our house to the Zen room at the back, we need to go around the yard and two rows of houses.

We hunkered down and followed the wall step by step, moving forward slowly and quietly, not daring to make any noise.

At this time, the courtyard was quiet, and those living dead didn't know where they were, and not a single ghost was seen.

When I came to the Zen room at the back, I found that there were no lights in the room, and I didn't know if anyone was in it.

We squatted down outside the meditation room, trying to hear what was going on inside, but we heard nothing. It's so quiet here, you can only hear your own heartbeat, and the occasional cry of a night owl, which is quite scary.

I don’t know what time it is now, I just feel that the night is very late. Is this elder already asleep?

At this time, I suddenly heard a slight cough in the Zen room, and then someone lit a candle.

I quietly poked a hole in the paper on the window with my finger and took a look inside. It didn't matter if I didn't look. This sight almost scared me out of my wits!

It was the elder who was in the room, but he was not the only one in the room at this moment, there was also a child, a little boy of two or three years old!

This child has two big dark eyes, but they are not cute at all, because the eyes have no whites, just like two black holes. His face looks like there is a layer of hoarfrost, it is pale, and his mouth is blood red. Because he was biting the elder's arm, blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth. The whole scene was [-] times scarier than a horror movie, because it was happening before his eyes.

The elder looked very painful, but he still insisted on letting the child suck his blood.

I covered my mouth because I was afraid that if I let go, I would scream like crazy.

When the fat man saw that I was scared, he knew something unusual was happening inside. He motioned for me to get down first, and he slowly looked inside.

At this time, the little boy seemed to have drank enough blood and stopped biting the elder. He sat obediently on the table and babbling and gesturing towards the elder, as if he was pointing out the window where we were staying.

No, this ghost doll discovered us. The fat man's left eye began to turn golden, and he signaled us to retreat quickly.