After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Daoist Ma thought about many situations, but he didn't expect that when he arrived at the scene where there should have been a big problem, he found that the place was empty and there was nothing.

Like all dilapidated places due to the loss of people, this place is deserted at a glance, and no one takes care of it.

Even the buildings that have been interviewed and famous many times in the past are already in turmoil, and may completely collapse in a certain heavy rain.

Daoist Ma stood where he was, still maintaining the posture of rushing out of the car holding the door, but he was already stunned.

There was a mixture of anxiety and astonishment on that face, and the brows were half furrowed and half drooped, showing a somewhat funny twist.

This...how could this be?

On the way here, he had clearly confirmed with the official person in charge, and also watched the live broadcast of the show, so he was sure that it should be here.

But what he saw now was not even half a figure.

Even the team of the program group is not here.

It was as if the show crew had never been here, and he had confused the location again.

For a while, Daoist Ma's mind was in a mess.

But Daoist Wang, who was blocked behind him, was at a loss and didn't understand what was going on with this man.He was so anxious a few minutes ago, why did he stop all of a sudden?

Daoist Wang tentatively reached out and pushed Daoist Ma: "Friend Ma, are you okay?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly became vigilant: "Could it be that you are being haunted? Are the evil spirits here so difficult to deal with?"

A Taoist priest who has been famous for a long time, just stepped under the car, and was caught without warning.

What a monster is this?

Wang Daochang couldn't help thinking of the rumors about the southwest region that he had heard from other people before.

According to that person, the southwest region has the ability to steal the sky and change the sun.

Turn the living into the dead, and the dead stay in the world, the truth and the false are reversed, and the yin and yang are reversed.

The man said that he once saw with his own eyes that the entire village disappeared without a trace overnight, as if it had never appeared before, and even the sundries and livestock in the house disappeared, and it was so clean that it was not normal at all. People can move house.

The man also said that he saw the dead person reappear in front of his eyes. Although it was only through a window, he was sure that he had participated in the funeral of the deceased, and even carried the coffin for the deceased, weeping with the mourning family, and the guide Mi Scattered from his hand, it landed on the ground but there was no trace of stepping on it.

Unexpectedly, what came back was not the soul of the dead, but the body of the dead that should have rotted long ago.

Although the man spoke a lot in a mysterious way, which attracted everyone in the hospital to listen, but for those who are really in the circle of exorcists, this is simply absurd and impossible. .

At that time, although Wang Daochang was hospitalized due to an injury, he also heard it, but he just shook his head with a speechless smile.

At that time, he even jokingly said with the Taoist next to him that he really needed to strengthen the management of these seemingly false rumors, and he had to dispel the rumors and do a science popularization, otherwise such similar words would spread among the people. In the end, it may not necessarily be what it will be.

However, having said that, Wang Daochang still kept this matter in his heart.

Because in the southwest region, after all, thousands of years ago, witchcraft was prevalent.

As mentioned in many film and television dramas nowadays, the most taboo in ancient palaces is "the villain", which is actually called the technique of suppressing victory.

And the art of hating victory flourished in the southwest region.

If this rumor was heard from other places, Daoist Wang would only think that that person listened too much to the night radio, and he would look suspiciously like a ghost.

But if it's the Southwest...

Wang Daochang also replayed the situation in his mind, but he quickly came up with the answer.

——Unless the avenue really collapses to the point that even life and death can no longer be controlled, and yin and yang are completely chaotic.

Otherwise, such a thing as the resurrection of the dead would not be possible.

And even if what the man said was true, the figure on the window he saw might be a puppet passed down from generation to generation in the southwest region, or other living people pretending to be dead for other purposes.

As for saying that everything in the village disappeared overnight, that would be a better explanation.

Maybe it was because there was nothing to survive near the village, so the whole village was moved, and the remaining things in the village were carefully cleaned up.

After all, that person doesn't necessarily have a good relationship with that village. Why did they tell him this kind of thing?

It was still in such an era when transportation and communication were inconvenient, and it cost a lot of money to make a phone call, which was very expensive, so there was no need to waste money for unfamiliar people.

Wang Daochang also started out as a little Taoist boy. He followed his master who had seen many strangers pretending to be gods and playing ghosts. For some of his own purposes, he blamed ghosts for the reason.

For example, in order to lower housing prices, they played ghosts in the community in the middle of the night, causing many residents to move out.

For example, pretending to be a ghost and scaring the old man to death, and then pretending to be nothing, telling the team that came to investigate the cause that all this was caused by ghosts...

Therefore, the "ghosts" in many people's eyes, in Wang Daochang's view, are more malicious people hiding under the ghost's leather cover.

It's just that Wang Daochang didn't expect that the rumors he heard nearly 30 years ago were actually staged in front of his eyes.

When he looked out of the car door over the shoulder of the road chief, he was as stunned as the road chief.

The words I originally wanted to say were blocked in my throat, my brain was occupied by question marks, and the only thing I wanted to ask the most was——

"What about people???"

Wang Daochang was stunned: "Didn't we see the car of the program group parked outside the Shadow Puppet Museum during the live broadcast of the program?"

Now there is a shadow puppet museum, there are also dirt roads, and the landmark buildings and coordinates are all right.

But only the most important existence is missing.

Wang Daochang, who got out of the car a step slower, also began to experience the same brainstorm as Daochang Ma a few seconds ago. His heart was turbulent, and he didn't know how to express his feelings for a while.

When the people around him were surprised, Daoist Ma regained his sanity instead.

He regained firmness with his dazed eyes, tightly pursed the corners of his drooping lips, and truly entered the working state.

Daoist Ma's eyes swept from left to right, not letting go of any tiniest details.

He substituted himself into the role of Yan Shixun, assuming that the person standing here is Junior Brother Yan... what would he do?

When Junior Brother Yan just got off the motorcade, did he look at every corner of the scene first, as he did every time he worked with him, and mercilessly uncover the truth hidden in the details?

Daoist Ma asked himself in his heart like this, and then, with the help of the afterglow of the setting sun, he really found out what was wrong.

— ruts!

Because the Shadow Puppet Museum is just at the fork after getting off the expressway, the road surface has gradually changed from an asphalt road to a dusty dirt road from the front section.

Although the road surface has been basically compacted for the convenience of travel, it will not be as difficult as the road in the village.

But it seems that there are too few cars turning here, and there are no people living here all year round, and the dirt road is also lack of maintenance and repair, so there is a lot of floating dirt on it.

As long as a car passes by, it will leave ruts on the road.

Not to mention heavy vehicles like the program team.

In order to ensure the safety of the guests, Zhang Wubing equipped the program group with high-end coaches that are several million dollars in size, which are not only impact-proof and bullet-proof, but also extra heavy because of the extra steel plates.

The other logistics vehicles are not much less, because of the distress in the previous episodes, now every time the program is filmed, the program crew will bring enough food and medicine, and each vehicle weighs several tons.

Such a convoy will be pressed into deep ruts on the dirt road.

But now under the light, Daoist Ma could see the grid of light and shadow shrouded in dust.

The ground depth and tire pattern are the team of the program group.

The road chief let go of the car, followed the traces of the ruts all the way to find it, confirmed that it was indeed the direction to get off the road and headed for the Shadow Puppet Museum, and then followed the ruts and trotted over.

The rut eventually disappeared outside the archway of the Shadow Puppet Museum.

Just as they knew before coming, the car parked outside and the guests entered the museum.

Although there is nothing now, Ma Daochang squatted down, looked at the ruts and messy footprints left on the ground, rubbed his chin and pondered, and the picture that happened here before was re-constructed in his mind.

The car stopped here, some equipment was removed from the car, and slender traces like snakes were left along the dirt road, as well as the small wheels of heavy equipment, and the overlapping footsteps of everyone...

All traces end at the archway.

The car showed no signs of backing up or turning around. The ruts left behind were complete and clear, but the car disappeared from the spot.

As if everyone disappeared out of thin air the moment they stepped under the archway, there was no trace left on the land on the other side of the archway.

Only the neatly arranged stone tablets on both sides were as silent as tombstones, exuding a gloomy and cold air, which was so gloomy that the sun could not even illuminate it.

Daoist Ma squinted his eyes, and vaguely saw the original words engraved on the stone tablets that had been severely worn by the wind and sand.

It seems that every stone tablet has a name recorded on it, and everyone's surname is Bai.

Although the words on the back were somewhat blurred due to excessive wear and tear, Daoist Ma still connected the context and deciphered the engraved words above with some guesswork.

These people surnamed Bai are all shadow puppet craftsmen of Southwest Shadow Puppetry.

Because they have achieved a lot in shadow puppets, and when they jointly built the shadow puppets museum, they contributed a lot of their own works and generously donated a lot of money, so when they built the museum, they also erected these steles as a token of appreciation. Thanks for them.

What followed were all kinds of beautiful rhetoric, which were full of praise and praise, but mixed with vernacular. Even in the eyes of Ma Daochang, who had read all kinds of Taoist classics and had a good knowledge of ancient prose, the mistakes in these words It almost made him frown when he read it, and he had to react a little before he could guess what he wanted to express.

It seems that the people who erected these steles at that time did not hire professional people to do it, but did it with confidence.

Although it actually looks like a worrying level, but if you glance at it casually, those beautiful words actually look like a festive bunch of flowers.

Daoist Ma frowned and looked up at the archway. He didn't know why everyone's traces disappeared there, but this reminded him, so he was vigilant and didn't cross the archway casually to look at the steles at close range. .

He called the official person in charge and asked the person in charge about the situation in the live broadcast. There was no signal on the mountain road here, so he couldn't see whether everyone was safe or not in the live broadcast.

"While it looks like everyone is safe, I don't know what's actually going on."

The official person in charge rubbed his temples with a headache, looked at the picture on the tablet in front of him, and felt that his thinking had become a mess.

At the beginning, only Lu Xingxing and Song Ci sat in the room where the shadow puppet props were piled up.

They sat on the seats under the shadow puppet theater, leaning their heads against each other, and looked like they were taking a nap with their eyes closed. There was nothing wrong with them. It was just a normal posture of resting their feet when they were tired from walking, which was rather warm.

But then, Xie Lin, Nan Tian... even Yan Shixun sat in the third room in the courtyard.

On the dusty mahogany chair, Yan Shixun sat quietly with his eyes closed, supporting his head with one hand, while the other hand hung down, resting on the furry head beside his knee.

Zhang Wubing sat on the ground leaning on his knees, closed his eyes and breathed steadily.

The hem of Yan Shixun's overcoat was hanging down from the grand teacher's chair, Zhang Wubing's hands were tightly clutching the hem of his coat, as if he wanted to grab his brother Yan in his sleep, so that he would sleep peacefully.

The posture of them relying on each other adds a bit of warmth and tranquility in the dusty room.

And on the TV screen next to Yan Shixun, the shadow puppet show was playing tirelessly, and the sizzling snowflakes could not cover up the superb and superb shadow puppetry that was once in full swing.

It was as if the time in this room was frozen at a certain moment.

From then on, there is no parting between life and death, only the peace and stability under the warm sunset.

The audience in front of the split screen could not help but be attracted by such a picture, and many people were saying that they were healed.

No one has noticed anything wrong yet.

But the official person in charge is keenly aware that under the calm water, another tsunami has already occurred.

Whether it was the unreachable phone call, the peace and tranquility on the screen, or the situation on the scene that Mr. Ma called to explain.

Everything points to the same answer.

Everyone in the program group is in crisis.

Moreover, even Yan Shixun could not avoid it.

The person in charge of the government knew Yan Shixun's character very well. Considering his prudence, he would not just fall asleep in an unfamiliar place.

What's more, the official person in charge hasn't seen all the people who visit the museum, and they all sat down in the museum at the same time and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no sound in the museum, a deathly silence.

There are only repertoires and erhus sung, and faded mottled paintings on the walls.

The eyes of the shadow puppets watched all this happening condescendingly.

After Ma Daochang and the official person in charge exchanged information in each other's hands, they both realized the seriousness of the current situation.

The only fortunate thing is that the scene shown in front of the audience is still a good time, no problems can be seen, and the public opinion on the Internet does not need to worry about it for the time being.

"But I'm not sure when all the problems will be detonated. Public opinion is on the one hand, and the safety of the program crew's personnel is on the other. Both are equally important."

The official person in charge covered his eyes with his hands, feeling that his eyes were throbbing and throbbing.

He groaned hoarsely twice, then immediately collected his emotions, showed a business-like seriousness, and said to Daoist Ma on the other side of the phone: "We are already on the way, and we will be there soon. If you want to investigate first..."

The official person in charge hesitated for a moment before solemnly saying: "Be sure to pay attention to safety."

Daoist Ma nodded, still worried about the archway, so he told the official person in charge: "If you can't see their situation in the live broadcast, it is almost invalid. I can't wait any longer. Even if it is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, I can only go this way." suffered."

"But I suspect that everyone in the program group disappeared because of the things behind the archway. After Wang Daochang and I entered the back of the archway, we might be in the same situation as them."

"If we really lose contact, then everything outside will be handed over to the person in charge."

Ma Daochang said solemnly: "I should be in charge of the work, and I can only trouble you temporarily, the person in charge."

The official person in charge was not dissatisfied with this, but shook his head and smiled. Compared with the headache just now, he now has the power to be entrusted again.

Now that Daoist Ma has made a decision based on his own judgment, as a colleague who works side by side in the same department, what he can do is of course support.

After hanging up the phone, Daoist Ma stood up slowly, looking at the shadow puppet museum in the hazy wind and sand.

Daoist Wang also saw what Daoist Ma was thinking, so he told the other Daoist who came with them a few words, and explained to the Daoist what he and Daoist Ma wanted to do in a concise and concise manner.

He bluntly said that if both of them disappeared together like members of the program group, at least one person should be left behind to tell the latecomers what happened to them.

"Just watch me and Taoist Ma walk over, keep an eye on it, don't miss anything wrong."

Wang Daochang said to the Taoist priest: "But, no matter what happens to us, don't follow us. Even if Daoist Ma and I die there, your duty is to clearly and calmly tell us how we died and why. Or, so that they can avoid danger."

"Understand?"

The Daoist looked at Daoist Wang with complicated eyes. He blinked, and the under eye circles were red, and even the eyeballs were covered with red blood, but he still tried his best to smile and cursed: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's go!" Who will save you?"

"You insist on making it so life and death, what's wrong with you? Don't you have enough apprentices to urge you to marry me?"

The Daoist gave a push to Daoist Wang, but his other hand held the steering wheel firmly, and the arm under the Taoist robe was so hard that the veins were exposed.

He smiled and said: "Hurry up and come back, I'm still waiting for you to tell me the love story of Yan Daoyou, it's much better than storytelling."

Wang Daochang also smiled and kicked the car door lightly, then turned around and ran towards Ma Daochang.

The two looked at each other, their faces that were still in contemplation or smiling sank, their eyes firmly opened their legs, and walked in the direction of the archway.

Never backed down.

The Taoist priest focused on the backs of the two of them, holding the steering wheel tightly with his palms, almost crushing the poor steering wheel, and restrained his urge to chase out.

Then he saw that the moment the two of them stepped across the archway, ripples appeared in the air.

It's like when the protagonist on the stage lifts the curtain when he enters and exits the stage, it causes the curtain to shake.

Immediately, before the Taoist priest narrowed his eyes to take a closer look, he suddenly discovered——

The figures of the two priests disappeared!

Just in the blink of an eye, where the two priests were standing, suddenly there was only an empty piece of land left.

But under the archway, there was a moment of chaos in the scene.

It's like an old TV set with poor contact, the snowflakes are buzzing, and the channel has changed.

Scenes that should not have appeared in the same place overlapped each other, and the false and the real merged for a moment.

The Taoist priest saw that there was a huge curtain hanging under the archway.

The golden-red sunset falls on the curtain, and all the things covered behind the curtain become indistinct, like a shadow puppet show, where only a shadow can be seen, but the reality behind it cannot be discerned, nor can the craftsman who manipulates the shadow puppetry be seen. .

Daoist was stunned for a moment, then instinctively opened the car door and ran over there quickly.

But the curtain he saw only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared like a bubble of illusion.

In front of the Shadow Puppet Museum, everything returned to normal.

It can't be seen that the two Taoist priests have just disappeared here.

The Taoist priest called to Taoist Ma and Taoist Wang with a trembling voice, but there was no answer.

Only the cold wind rolled up the dust, and the dead wood and weeds were blowing "crash".

Daoist Wang's words rang in his ears again, the Taoist finally suppressed himself forcibly, and finally stopped in front of the archway.

Only the fist hanging by his side was tightly clenched.

After the official person in charge hung up the phone, he immediately called the Haiyun Observatory and asked about the situation of the missing ebony statue.

On the other hand, the accidental death of three students during the summer vacation is also under intensive re-investigation.

The official person in charge didn't dare to slack off for a second. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water. The phone calls continued one after another. Before the phone was hung up, the ring on the other side rang again.

On his private account, the message notification tone never stopped, and hundreds of thousands of messages filled the entire contact list in red.

Not only the issue of public opinion defense that needs to be prepared in advance, but also the communication with the southwest region, the investigation of what happened in the Baizhihu area before, and the tragedy caused by the town being taken away from the Baizhihu area, all of which require the official responsibility people to coordinate.

At the same time, the delayed work in Daoist Ma's hands was temporarily transferred to the official person in charge for processing.

But when he was busy with work, he was always distracted by the number of the incoming call, anxiously waiting for an incoming call.

The phone rang.

The official person in charge scanned the incoming call number, quickly put down the mobile phone in his hand, picked up the mobile phone, and pressed the call impatiently: "Master Ma? Is your situation okay?"

However, the voice from the phone still made the heart of the official person in charge fall to the bottom.

"Ma Daochang and Wang Daochang...disappeared."

The Daoist who was left at the scene smiled wryly: "As Daoist Ma suspected before, the archway in front of the Shadow Puppet Museum is indeed a dividing line. After crossing that line, the figures of the two disappeared."

"Just like the people in the program group."

The official person in charge's Adam's apple rolled, and his throat felt tight, and he couldn't speak a word for a while.

It was the Daoist who comforted him and said: "Think about it, the two parties lost their tracks in the same way, and there is a high probability that the two parties will also meet at the same place. In this way, they will meet Fellow Daoist Yan. "

"No matter what happens, with two more helpers, the situation is always better, isn't it?"

The official person in charge responded in a low voice, then regained his strength and continued to follow up on the matter of the ebony statue.

What the Taoist said is correct, he can't slow down the work because of the disappearance of Taoist Ma, the ultimate goal is to find out the truth about the Baizhihu area, let the program crew experience, and the fate of the three students who died unexpectedly. Encounter, no latecomer will encounter again.

The official person in charge pondered for a while, and then called Daoist Song: "Daoist Song, the supervisor said you are not in Haiyun Temple?"

Song Yichang was blinded by the howling sea breeze, and his Taoist robe, which was suitable for the temperature in Binhai City but looked thin outside, had been completely soaked by the cold sea breeze, and his hands and feet were frozen stiff.

He stood on the pier, his nose full of fishy smell, surrounded by deserted beaches.

But there was no program group.

Song Daochang:?What about people?You can't go diving in the sea this season, can you?

When he was in doubt, Song Daochang received a call from the official person in charge.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was swallowed by the sea breeze, and he could barely open his eyes halfway to look ahead.

"principal!"

In the howling sea wind, Song Yichang shouted and asked, "What are you talking about! I can't hear you! The wind is strong!"

Official person in charge: "..."

I don't know if he was seriously abused by Wang Daochang urging him to marry recently, but at that moment, he actually felt that Song Daochang was a bit like an idol drama.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the official person in charge quickly raised his voice and told the other party about the program team and the two priests.

This time, it was Song Daochang's turn to be speechless.

He was shivering from the sea breeze, and for a moment felt that he was the only one left in the whole world, feeling lonely and desolate as he was left behind by the program crew and fellow Taoists.

and pathetic.

Song Daochang: "...I see, I'm going to the southwest."

Dare to say it sooner!He almost froze on the northern seashore.

The official person in charge coughed and touched his nose in embarrassment. He didn't dare to say that he was too busy just now and forgot to tell Chief Song about it.

The phone call from Haiyun Observatory came right after.

It is about the description of the mother and child.

After Daoist Ma learned about the origin of the ebony statue from the mother and son, he told the prison and other priests without any delay.

When he and Daoist Wang rushed to the southwest region, the mother and son were temporarily left in Haiyun Temple to accept inquiries from the Taoist priests.

At the beginning, the mother was not happy and made a lot of noise, hugging her young child and wailing as if she was about to be persecuted, which made all the priests helpless.

They can deal with the most ferocious ghosts, and even have the consciousness to surrender their lives to their own way, but facing such pilgrims... Many Taoist priests who are not good at dealing with people feel that they are about to get a headache from pain.

Taoist leader: To be honest, I chose to become a Taoist priest because I was too socially afraid, thinking that I could avoid dealing with people.

Daoist: Who said no? Why did Daoist Ma run away?He is the best at dealing with external relations among all Taoists, why is he not here?

Daoist: Let me go!Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, don't cry, I'm about to cry...

Daoist: Ah, some people are looking at me, looking at me, why are they looking at me?Social fear is about to break out!I'd rather catch ghosts!

Because the New Year is approaching, there are many people who come to offer incense or visit.

The strange performance of the mother and child, and the solemn posture of several Taoist priests surrounding them, made this place particularly eye-catching.

Many tourists and pilgrims looked here one after another, pointing and discussing, and some took pictures and posted on social accounts.

Several priests who did not deal with foreign relations work felt that they were about to be suffocated and passed out.

The one who saved them in the end was the Haiyun Observation Academy who rushed over with big strides.

He was still wearing a formal Taoist robe that he hadn't had time to change, and the red was embroidered with exquisite Taoist runes and auspicious mountains and rivers, which made him look extraordinarily imposing.

The hem of the robe rolled under his feet like a sea wave, and a gust of wind was brought up wherever he walked, and the tourists on both sides subconsciously avoided it.

Originally weeping, saying that the Taoists of Haiyun Temple were pilgrims who were murdered by bandits, their mother and son, but when they saw the prison yard, they were shocked by this momentum for a moment, and subconsciously shut their mouths, no keep shouting.

The Prisoner first glanced at the priests next to him with expressions of "saved", and then lowered his head to look at the pilgrim: "What your son took away must be a town item in the southwest region, so the evil spirits that were originally suppressed were released. Come out and kill three lives."

"You can continue to cry, and we can go to other things first. When you calm down, we will ask your son."

The prison said calmly: "But you think about it, the evil spirits have spread in Baizhi Lake now, and it's only a matter of time before you find your son—why do you think that your son is so special when four people walk together and three die? Will you be let go?"

He seemed to twitch the corner of his mouth, but he didn't see it when he looked closely: "The world is not benevolent, do you expect Dao to love your son like you?"

Xiangke was bluffed by the words of the supervisor, his face was still wet with tears, and even his hair became messy when he tore the Taoist priests.

But at this time, he didn't dare to say anything.

She looked at the prison hesitantly, and asked: "It's not that serious, it's just children playing around..."

"Ordinary children's playfulness will not result in three lives, and there may even be more."

The prisoner thought of the missing members of the program team and the two priests, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, but he said in a calm tone: "In the end, their deaths will be attributed to your son by Dao, and become his evil cause."

"Pilgrim, think about it yourself. Every second you waste will be returned to your son."

The supervisor raised his hand and looked at the time: "The investigation team is on their way, if your son is more willing to tell them, that's fine."

In fact, it's someone from a special department.

After all, this incident has been determined to be related to Xie Chong, and of course it will be transferred to a special department.

However, the Supervisory Court did not say so in detail.

On the contrary, it had a good effect.

The pilgrim hesitated for a moment, but slowly let go of the arm that was holding his son tightly.

The young man suddenly panicked: "Mom, Mom, I didn't do anything wrong, why did I let them take it away! I won't go, I won't! What does dead people have to do with me? I just took something. It's not stealing, it's just trash thrown there anyway, why do you treat me like this!"

Xiangke felt distressed by his son's cries, and his already shaken heart turned to his son again, wanting to step forward to protect his son behind him.

But he met the gaze of the prison.

The pilgrim was shocked by this look, hesitated for a moment, but still retreated silently, watching his son being invited to another room by the priest with a heartbroken heart.

The prison watched this farce with cold eyes. It was supposed to be a normal inquiry, but the mother and son made it look like Haiyun Temple really wanted to persecute them.

He also raised his foot and walked over.

But when he walked up to Xiangke, he sighed softly: "The child will grow up one day, and it is time to let go. You treat him as a child, but other people are not his mother, and heaven and earth will not treat him just because he is a child." Child', just let him go."

The prison court nodded slightly to the pilgrim, and that's all for now.

Only the pilgrim was left standing there in a daze, his face covered with tears and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And the young people without the protection of their mothers are not as tough and harsh as before when facing the priests.

He was like a clam whose shell had been pried open, flustered and at a loss, but he could only bite the bullet and pretend to be calm, and answered the Taoist priest's question.

Therefore, so far, young people are the first person known to have come into contact with the ebony statue, and have been with it for a long time, so his words are particularly important to the priests.

Especially the Taoist priest who was the first to take over the statue and promised that the pilgrims would deal with it, was fidgeting and full of remorse.

Although Daoist Ma remembered that he had seen the statue, when the Daoist looked for it based on Daoist Ma's memory, the statue had long since disappeared.

All the priests searched the Haiyun Temple again, and tossed their cups to ask the statue enshrined in the main hall, and asked for the location of the lost object after fortune-telling.

But obviously, this is not an ordinary lost property.

Heaven and Earth kept silent about the whereabouts of the ebony statue, and no matter which Taoist leader tried it, there was only a blank image.

In the end, under the perseverance of the Taoists, they only sighed and told them through hexagrams: Don't ask, this is not something that ordinary people can know.Those who peep at ghosts and gods will die.

Even the statues of gods in the hall of Haiyun Guan were silent about this, no matter how the Taoist priest tried to communicate with the gods by throwing a cup, there was no answer.

Therefore, the only remaining possibility is this young man who personally took the ebony statue away from its original location.

The young man who was so frightened that he lost his mind knew everything, and tremblingly recalled what happened that day, as well as the changes when the statue was at home.

In the memories of the young people, they checked the weather when they went to climb the mountain. During that period of time, it should be cloudy around Baizhi Lake.

And although it was summer when they climbed the mountain, it was colder than the mountain near the temple and the deserted village.

However, when they worked together to throw the dead bones out of the temple, and took away the things protected by the corpses—especially when the young man took away the ebony statue, the sky suddenly cleared.

The sun broke through the thick clouds and shone on the earth.

The golden-red sunset was all over the ground, reflecting the whole village as if it was on fire.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest couldn't help asking: "Then you don't think there is anything wrong? The temperature is so low, have you thought about other reasons?"

The young man argued aggrievedly: "How could I think so much! Besides, isn't there a lake next to it? It's normal for the temperature to be lower where there is water. Besides, it's just picking up a piece of junk. Who would have thought This kind of thing happened, are you talking too badly? Can't you have a better attitude? "

"If you think I'm wrong, then all the junk pickers are wrong."

The young man stiffened his neck and looked at the Taoist priest opposite him unhappily.

The Taoist priest sighed and covered his eyes: "...you said it yourself, there are bones."

Although the priest didn't see the corpse in the young man's words, he seriously doubted whether it was a local witch or something in Baizhihu.

Or after the evil in Baizhi Lake, the master who went to suppress it unfortunately died at the hands of ghosts, so he had to use his last effort to keep the statue, so that the statue could continue to suppress Baizhi Lake and prevent the evil from escaping.

It's a pity that the plan of the skeleton was destroyed by four young people playing around.

Daoist wanted to say something, but in the end there was only a deep sigh left.

It's a mistake... Maybe it's also in the evil calculation, or Baizhihuhe should have such a catastrophe.

The young man shrank his neck.

The Taoist priest's expression made him a little scared, but the dignity of the young man made him unable to ask, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continued to say that the statue was at home.