The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Soon after the Buddha Temple appeared, it attracted many visitors and became famous in the surrounding area. Countless people presented jewels and jade to decorate it with gold and jade.

There is a constant stream of guests coming and going.

The two of them transformed themselves into ordinary village women, blurring their facial features, and followed the flow of people at the foot of the mountain, lining up little by little.

When paying the incense money at the entrance, Yu Mian took out a few pieces of silver that he had saved during his training in the mortal world, and then the young monk who was guarding him smiled and nodded.

"Amitabha, the donor has a connection with Buddha!" ​​He was born young, with a delicate and well-behaved appearance, slightly long earlobes on both sides, and no scars from ordination on his head.

Yu Mian smiled and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha Amitabha!"

I cursed in my heart, is it a connection with Buddha?

Is there a dollar?!

There is nothing strange about this place for the time being, except that the pilgrims coming and going are too pious. Even on this mountain that is hundreds of meters high, the people have to kowtow with every step.

In Yu Mian's peripheral vision, he saw an old woman. Her hair was wrapped in cloth, with a little frost and snow showing through it. She was wearing tattered clothes and was muttering to herself.

There was a hint of emotion in her eyes. What on earth had happened to make her like this?

Listening carefully, I heard her muttering to herself: "May my son be safe and sound, may he be safe..."

His eyes fell on her, his spiritual power flashed through his eyes, his fingertips tapped lightly under his sleeves, and he calculated that the other party's offspring was weak, and the problem was in the east...

It turned out that a child in the family was sick, and there were few children in the fate palace, so the child must be an only child.

She made a faint mark and then stepped into the temple.

This place covers an area of ​​several hundred meters. The floor tiles and wall tiles are all new. It looks like they were renovated at the expense of the local people.

She and Ning Yue walked inside to the Daming Hall. There were three magnificent golden statues inside, five or six meters high, looking down at all living beings with their eyes slightly squinted, which really had a bit of Buddhist meaning.

There are eighteen Arhats on both sides, holding various magical instruments in their hands.

Neither of them was a Buddhist practitioner, so they didn't quite understand all this, but Ning Yue at least had more experience.

She introduced it via voice transmission.

Yu Mian listened and watched as many pilgrims came to light incense in groups.

His eyes fell on the incense, and he saw wisps of green smoke floating up and down, falling lightly into the mouths and noses of the three golden Buddha statues.

The mortals present called it a miracle and became even more pious.

But I couldn't see the thin smoke rising from my head, like a candle, being sucked away bit by bit...

Their excitement increased, which made the smoke column thicker.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes and saw that the golden statue seemed to be smiling.

What kind of smile is that?

It was as if a baby without teeth suddenly started laughing for no reason. After his mouth opened, no teeth could be seen, only an open mouth.

Laughing hehehehe... sound.

But the difference was that the golden statue's smile had a hint of cunning, and his drooping brows turned into sharp squinting eyes of extreme joy, peeking at something unknown.

She quickly withdrew her gaze so as not to alert the enemy.

And there are only mortals around here.

Ning Yue looked at him and asked, "Did you see something?"

Yu Mian nodded. Her pupil technique was becoming more and more powerful. It could dispel illusions and allow her to see the essence of some things.

Whatever is inside that golden statue, it definitely cannot be Buddha.

But this is not the purpose of coming here. The main purpose is to find senior brothers and sisters.

Ning Yue suddenly tugged at Yu Mian's sleeve and set her eyes on an arhat standing nearby.

Yu Mian looked closely and found that he was somewhat similar to Senior Brother Yin, even the swords in their hands were similar.

He focused his eyes at full power and indeed saw a clue. There was actually a wisp of white mist floating from the head of the clay statue into the mouth of the Buddha statue in the center.

Unless there's someone inside.

Looking more closely at the surroundings, several of the eighteen bronze statues had a wisp of white smoke, some deep, some shallow, and some so shallow that it was almost gossamer.

When I looked to the other side, I saw a Buddha with a ferocious complexion and a burly figure in the corner, but he had a delicate face.

That was exactly what Senior Sister Lin looked like in the second stage of her domineering body, after her body went berserk.

She could probably confirm that these two were most likely her senior brothers and sisters. They were trapped inside and were in a semi-dead coma, so Lingdie could not find their coordinates.

But how to rescue them is still a problem. There are so many people here. If we act rashly, it may affect the people.

I can only wait until night, when they are half asleep...

The plan went through, and the two paid ten taels each for accommodation and incense.

Afterwards, they were assigned to a small courtyard with a large dormitory that could accommodate 15 people.

The two men were not prepared to lie down, so they made a paper man of themselves on top of the bed and then started wandering around the entire temple.

When we arrived at the side yard, we saw many craftsmen still working hard, piling up new bricks based on the old adobes, creating a sandwich shape.

After some investigation, I learned that everything in this temple is like this. They said that Buddha does not want things to be demolished and rebuilt, so most things are old with a new cover.

Therefore, the wall is half a meter thick.

If this is the case, then the golden statue should be the same, and its original body is hidden inside the golden god.

They walked around like street urchins, and luckily there were so many people coming and going that they didn't attract much attention.

After all, no one would pay attention to the two faceless country sisters who support each other.

As the night deepened, oil lamps replaced the source of light, and the entire temple became so dark that not even a single star could be seen in the sky.

Yu Mian felt something was not right, so he picked up a spirit butterfly and prepared to give it to Sheng Qing, but he found that it began to revolve around him.

This place is blocked!

The original plan of setting fire to drive away the mortals would no longer be possible, and it would be more likely that the mortals would be burned to death as well.

She and Ning Yue went straight to the Daming Hall. Under the thousands of eternally burning oil lamps, hundreds of people were kneeling in front of the statue, as if offering themselves as a sacrifice to it.

The arhats, gods and Buddhas around him turned into strange and eerie shadows, flying and drilling on the wall as the lights flickered.

She raised her hand and formed a formation to protect all the mortals, then she and Ning Yue went towards a Luohan statue of her senior brothers and sisters.

The spear struck at the hem of the clay statue, and the clay shell fell off, revealing the original fabric inside.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of evil energy surged out through the gap. Yu Mian frowned, thinking something was wrong.

The golden body of the Arhat collapsed little by little along the gap until it turned into ashes and fell off.

Senior Sister Lin was revealed with her eyes closed, doing the Arhat pose. Her torso seemed to be breathing and gradually regaining movement.

"Senior Sister Lin!" Yu Mian called out softly, but he took a few steps back and quietly tightened the spear in his hand.

It was not until Lin Xiaohe opened her wooden eyes, which contained a hint of strange compassion, that she was truly certain.

They may have been assimilated by some means.

Behind him, Senior Brother Yin’s Arhat also shattered.

Then one by one they cracked apart, and four disciples stood in front of the two, surrounding them.

"Amitabha…"

A sound as loud as a bell came from somewhere, shocking the two men's heads.

"You two have a connection with Buddha. The sea of ​​suffering is endless. Turn back and you will find the shore..."

"I hate you, you pineapple pie!" Yu Mian smashed the ground with his spear. The vibration sound neutralized the strange sound. He glared at the three clay statues.