Chapter 367 Chapter 359 The Strange White Horse Temple

Yes, the sky is falling.

The space was shattered, and countless cracks appeared in everything in sight. Darkness as thick and sticky as ink poured out from the cracks, quickly staining the entire world like poison.

"leave!"

Cao Yang's expression froze, and a gust of cold wind suddenly blew around him. Waves of blood instantly rose under his feet and rushed towards the crack closest to him.

“It’s coming out——!”

The next moment, the breath of reality hit him, and Cao Yang knew that he had made the right bet.

"So, the next step is to wait and see whether the tombstone I made can establish and form a balance with the crying ghost."

This place was not somewhere else, but the winding path that had just been invaded. Not far away was the wild forest. In front of the forest stood a mound of earth, which seemed to be a grave.

However, the tomb was shaking violently at this moment, and even though there was some distance between them, Cao Yang could still feel the vibration.

As time passed, the desolate grave continued to tremble, but no further abnormalities occurred. It seemed that the tombstone and the crying ghost were engaged in a fierce confrontation.

About thirty minutes later, the shaking disappeared and a gray-black tombstone grew out of the grave soil strangely, standing quietly at the top of the grave.

"Success?"

Cao Yang's expression changed slightly, but he decided to observe further. Sometimes silence does not necessarily mean the end, perhaps it is just the brewing of a bigger storm.

After another half an hour, everything seemed to have calmed down. The shaking grave became completely quiet, just like the graves that can be found everywhere in the rural wilderness.

"It looks like it's really over. A stable balance has been reached between the tombstone and the grave. If there is no interference or destruction, this balance should last for a long time."

After wandering in front of the desolate grave for another ten minutes, Cao Yang finally confirmed the stability of the balance and left with peace of mind.

Luocheng City, a city that was baptized by the S-level dragon dance ghost incident, has no breath of living people and exudes a lifeless feeling everywhere. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for this city to recover its vitality for a long time in the future.

Cao Yang's figure appeared in a thousand-year-old temple. This temple is the first official Buddhist temple in the country. However, no one expected that this temple built for gods and Buddhas was also affected by the supernatural at this moment.

"That's right. There are no gods or Buddhas in this world. Even you are essentially just the most terrifying ghost in history."

Looking up, the darkness that enveloped the city had dissipated. Although it was not a sunny day, Cao Yang knew that Yang Jian was everywhere and at all times.

"Even if you are there to protect me, what kind of impact will I, an outlier who traveled through time and space, have on Yang Jian's growth experience?"

Cao Yang didn’t know the answer to this question, but it was not his turn to worry about it.

As you enter the temple, a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere hits you in the face. Before the Ghost Dragon Dance incident, this place was prosperous and bustling. After the supernatural incident, the evil spirits hidden in the temple were also implicated and affected, and this place completely became a forbidden place for the living.

The temple does not cover a large area, but the ghost wind cannot cover it completely. Several areas are affected and distorted by the supernatural, and even the ghost cannot investigate the situation clearly.

"There is still some time, go check out the situation."

Without much thought, Cao Yang decided to go in and investigate. Although he might not have to handle it himself, at least he would have a better idea of ​​what was going on. Soon, Cao Yang appeared at the first place affected by the supernatural.

This is the Heavenly King Hall of the White Horse Temple, facing the main gate of the temple. The Heavenly King Hall enshrines Maitreya, the Four Heavenly Kings and other Buddha statues, but at this time, the golden bodies of these Buddha statues are dilapidated, and even covered with cracks, as if they were beaten by a sharp weapon.

Not only that, the expressions of these Buddha statues have also changed, becoming strange, ferocious and angry, as if they were angry and dissatisfied because their golden bodies had been destroyed.

The door of the Heavenly King Hall was half open, and it was dark inside. A few strange figures could be vaguely made out moving around the room.

"The ghost didn't leave the room?"

Cao Yang stood outside the door, and through the gap, he saw the situation inside the hall:

A four-headed ghost, holding a sword in his left hand and an umbrella in his right hand, was wandering around like a headless fly. The Heavenly King Hall was not big, but the ghost did not come out of the house.

The sight shifted, and on the altar of the main hall, the originally golden Maitreya Buddha statue had turned pitch black at some point, and the expression on its face was also strange and ferocious. Many densely packed strange symbols appeared on the belly of the Buddha statue, which were not words and could not be recognized.

"Is there some kind of curse in the house? The evil spirits are restricted by the curse and cannot leave the Heavenly King Palace?"

Cao Yang speculated so.

"The Heavenly King Palace is currently barely maintaining a fragile balance. Rushing in will only cause a shock to the balance."

After hesitating for a moment, Cao Yang came to the second place in the White Horse Temple that could not be covered by ghosts - these were two tombs built in the woods. Both tombs were made of curved bluestones, which were covered with mosses, revealing a mottled trace.

At this time, two blurry figures were sitting quietly on the grave, their bodies stiff and lying sideways, making it impossible for Cao Yang to see their front faces.

The side profile of the figure on the grave in the east was very strange, like a dead person's face, covered with a thick layer of mud. The mud was black and cracked, sticking tightly to the skin, as if it had merged with the face.

The figure was wearing half a tattered and broken cassock. The cassock was dark red in color and was also covered with mud.

On the grave to the west, the figure was also only seen in profile, his face was ashen and there was no sign of life. The figure was wearing a tattered monk's robe, with only half of it still hanging on his body.

"Another pair of ghosts barely able to form a balance?"

Cao Yang was a little confused. The first time could be considered an accident, but now it was the second time. It was a bit too strange. When the body was relatively intact with hands and feet, the revived evil spirits generally had the ability to wander. Although some were strong and some were weak, they would not stay in the same place and not leave.

"Let's go to the third place and have a look."

Cao Yang flashed and arrived at the third abnormal place.

This is a large bell in the temple. It is gray in color and covered with mottled marks. It is obviously many years old.

At this time, there was a constant buzzing sound coming from the bell. If you look closely, you will find that this huge bell is constantly shaking, as if something invisible is hitting the bell.

"The sound is dull, so there is also a ghost trapped inside this clock?"

Cao Yang would never think that someone was doing such a boring thing. Moreover, if a person was trapped inside the bell, he would have turned into a corpse long ago and would not have been able to strike the bell to make a sound.

There is no doubt that there is a real ghost inside the bell!
(End of this chapter)