Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

"Now please ask the ladies and men to separate into two rows." One of the monks said loudly.

The two looked at each other, their expressions slightly solemn. Qin Changsheng walked towards the queue of female guests, and from then on they were about to act separately.

The eight monks each took half and led the male and female guests to different places. Two monks led the way in front, and two monks followed at the end, seemingly playing a supervisory role.

Outside the hall, the layout is completely different. It is much darker inside than the hall. Perhaps because it is built so high, the trees around the walls almost cover the entire temple.

The whole space seemed even more damp, cold and lonely.

Eerie.

Therefore, many candles were lit in the corridor, which was much brighter than the rockery and pond in the middle. The candlelight was still made into the shape of children's lanterns, stretching into pieces, shining brightly and illuminating the winding stairs and the white walls on both sides.

Some of the pilgrims who were new to the temple, like her, kept their heads down the entire time, unlike her, who was looking around. They were so scared that they had to come to this evil temple...

Qin Changsheng shook his head helplessly.

After walking for a while, the two leading monks brought them to a side room, put their palms together and said, "Ladies, please wait here for the master to call you."

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On the other side, Li Lianhua and the male guests walked to the right. Men and women were only separated by a left and right. After leaving the hall, there was no trace of female guests. It seemed that this Buddhist temple had completely separated the space behind the hall with a wall.

The space they were brought to was brightly lit by candles, not dark at all.

A huge lotus pattern is painted on the white wall, which contrasts with the auspicious clouds, cranes, pavilions and palaces, and is gorgeous, solemn, magnificent and splendid.

There is a huge hot spring in the middle, with many lotus flowers placed inside and decorated with green lotus leaves.

The four monks who brought them here were standing around, two in each corner.

Confusion appeared in Li Lianhua's eyes. She lowered her eyes and said nothing, gently stroking the black and gold dagger in her sleeve.

Many male guests didn't know what to do next. Some of the curious ones were about to go forward to test the water temperature, but were stopped by pilgrims who had been here before.

He said with a warning: "Don't destroy the gift given by the master."

Gift? What gift?

Li Lianhua looked intently into the pool, and suddenly, out of the misty and warm spring-like hot spring pool, a group of beauties with graceful figures slowly rose. These beauties had skin as white as snow and long hair like waterfalls. They either lowered their heads and smiled, or had rolling eyes. Every movement exuded endless elegance and charm.

Each of them held tightly in their hands an exquisite lotus lantern, which was carved from fine white jade and was crystal clear. Inside each lotus lantern, there was a child-like sculpture cleverly hidden. These children had innocent faces, their eyes were closed, and there was a peaceful smile on the corners of their mouths, as if they were having a sweet dream.

What a "wine pool and meat forest".

Even though I was prepared, I still felt disgusted when I saw it so directly.

After all, these are things that should not be seen in the light.

The four monks took out the round plate from somewhere, walked over to the pilgrims and handed them the child-shaped cakes. Most of the pilgrims had already wolfed down the cakes impatiently and stepped into the pool.

So that’s what the cake does…

Li Lianhua's eyes were gloomy.

"This pilgrim doesn't need this cake, since you already had it before you came. But you can have another one if you want."

One of the monks walked up to Li Lianhua and just as he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in the air and a dagger was unsheathed, piercing his throat.