Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1603 Paranoia
Not much better than Fatty. After hearing the other party's identity, Jiang Cheng also buzzed. He was wondering why Hui De Huiming would rather stay outside than come in to find out. There was only a wooden door behind him. ...It turns out that this building is actually the residence of the abbot!

The weirdness of the Chijie Temple makes people shudder, but they have recklessly broken into the abbot's territory at this moment, and Jiangcheng can't imagine what will happen next.

At the moment, he only has one thought in his heart, this is a trap, he must escape, the farther the better!

But helplessly, he still couldn't open his eyes at the moment, so he could only pull the fat man back a little bit, trying to stay away from the direction of the sound.

But in the next second, a scene that sent chills down Jiang Cheng's spine appeared, "Benefactor, please stay."

The sound instantly made Jiang Cheng's body freeze on the spot, actually behind him!

The hazy darkness around him squeezed towards him like a tide, completely swallowing up the only remaining sense of security in his heart.

How can it be?

A moment ago, the abbot's voice was still in front of him, why did he suddenly come behind him? He just couldn't see it with his eyes, and his ears were fine, so he didn't hear the sound of walking at all.

The fat man who was being pulled by him was also shaking non-stop, breathing more and more quickly every time, obviously aware of the strangeness of the abbot.

And...and since the abbot lives here, why not light the lamp, and thinking about the other strange things, Jiangcheng can almost conclude that the abbot of the Chijie Temple is not a person, but a ghost!

The reason why the Chijie Temple is split between day and night must have something to do with this abbot!

"Amitabha, the donor should not think too much, the poor monk does not light the lamp because the poor monk is blind."

Jiang Cheng felt cold all over his body when the abbot's words clarified his thoughts. He didn't answer immediately, worried that he would reveal more flaws, but the abbot obviously had no worries in this regard. After chanting the Buddha's name again, he said slowly: "The benefactor is Came here for my apprentice?"

His eyes couldn't heal for a while, and he couldn't escape, so Jiang Cheng simply opened the skylight and said, "Back to Master, we came here to save Master Huicong. We followed here from Gongdetang all the way, but Master Huicong disappeared in the blink of an eye. gone."

After Jiang Cheng replied, he immediately quieted down. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, not listening to the abbot's reply, but searching for the abbot's breathing. It was very quiet here, but he didn't hear anything.

"Rescue..." The abbot seemed to be very concerned about these two words.

Gradually, Jiang Cheng became more courageous, whether it was a blessing or a disaster, he couldn't avoid it, "Master, I'll just say it clearly, two of your disciples, Master Hui De and Hui Ming, held a private banquet in the Gongde Hall, and even kidnapped a woman to stay in the hall." The lewd pleasures in the temple are euphemistically called cultivating merit, and the most important thing is that they still use your name to say that you acquiesce in these things."

"There are at least dozens of monks participating, but Master Huicong is the only one who refuses to be insulted and abused by them. I hope the abbot will see clearly!"

What Jiang Cheng said was righteous and strict, but he still left a lot of room for it. As soon as he uttered this sentence, it was tantamount to acquiescing that these were all done by evil monks such as Hui De Hui Ming and had nothing to do with the abbot.

As long as the abbot is pushing the boat along the way at this moment, and say such a bold villain, who dares to take advantage of the abbot's health to prevent him from supervising such evil deeds, I will punish him severely to maintain the century-old reputation of the monastery, etc., Jiangcheng will go downhill Donkey, and then looked for an opportunity to escape, but the script was completely developing in the direction that Jiangcheng least expected to see.

"The benefactor is talking about the merit hall, this poor monk knows."

Hearing that Jiangcheng was in a cold sweat, he didn't even intend to pretend, and planned to have a showdown?

But who would have imagined, the abbot's next words made him stunned on the spot, "Hey, my disciple's paranoid disease has become more and more severe, even the monks in the monastery are involved, and the benefactor is also involved , sin, really... really sin."

This time it was Jiang Cheng's turn to be puzzled, "Delusion?"

"That's right, what the benefactor saw tonight was all caused by my disciple's delusional disorder. The benefactor needs to clear his mind, otherwise, once he falls into it, the consequences will be disastrous."

What the abbot said seemed to be true, but Jiangcheng immediately realized that something was wrong, and became more vigilant, "The abbot means that what I saw tonight is all illusory and fake, and nothing happened in the merit hall. Such a ridiculous thing?"

"Amitabha, not only is the Hall of Merit transformed by delusion, but also what the almsgiver sees, hears, and feels at night is the same. Everything is like a mirror."

"Why, what you saw and heard all night is false, what do you say, master, are you also false?" Jiang Cheng immediately caught the loophole in the other party's words.

Unexpectedly, the abbot said in a calm manner, "The benefactor is smart, that's exactly what it is."

"Okay, let's take a step back, even if the master is fake, how about those of us who died? People who die in such a night are also dead in the daytime!" In Jiang Cheng's thinking, the world at night represents The real face of Chijie Temple is at least to some extent real, and the quiet and peaceful temple seen during the day is fake.

Hearing this, the abbot sighed softly, "Amitabha, although all of this was caused by my disciple, the death of the benefactor's friend was the fault of the poor monk, and it was me and several senior brothers... Oh, sin, sin! "

The more Jiang Cheng listened, the more confused he became, but he was very clear about one thing, all of this was related to Monk Huicong, he was the key to this world.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, retreated to advance, and his tone became more sincere, "Master, do you have any secrets?"

There was a long silence, this time, the abbot's voice was tinged with sadness, "Almsgiver, don't ask other questions, I just ask you, what you saw in the merit hall tonight, is it right or wrong?"

"Of course it's a mistake. Buddhist disciples should take it as their duty to cultivate Buddhism and promote good thoughts. They should abide by the five precepts. They should not kill, steal, commit adultery, tell lies, and drink alcohol. Tonight, the hall of meritorious deeds is full of alcohol, and the state of obscenity is beyond words. As far as I can describe it, Huiqing and other women even wear monk clothes and hide among the monks!"

After a while, the abbot's old voice came, "It turns out that the benefactor thinks so."

The abbot's peaceful tone made Jiang Cheng more and more confused. He opened his mouth to continue to say something, but he stopped. He wanted to see the solid evidence, and how could the abbot have any excuses.

"Does the benefactor know the origin of Huiqing and other female benefactors?" the abbot asked slowly after a while.

"I don't know."

"They are all stone girls in the village at the foot of the mountain. The so-called stone girls are women who marry women but have not given birth to children for many years." The abbot sighed softly, as if caught in a painful memory, "There are three unfilial acts, and there are no future generations. Big, without children, the villagers can't tolerate them, so the village chief came forward and sent these stone girls to my precept temple in the name of meditation, and asked them to accumulate merits and blessings until they could give birth to children. Allow them to go back to the village to get back the status they deserved."

"It's ridiculous! The monastery has a century-old reputation. How can this kind of presumptuousness be allowed in a place of pure Buddhism? Naturally, I will not allow it. I also strictly ordered the monks of this temple to close the temple gate and not allow anyone to enter. You can wait until the next day when the temple gate opens. At that moment—" the abbot's voice suddenly paused.

"The door is full of female corpses. They... all hanged themselves."

(End of this chapter)