This is a warning to Chen Yue’s father’s old family.

It means that if you dare to disobey him, Chen Yue's fate will be their fate.

"No, I hid in the dark and watched him lying in the ruined temple before I left." Ma Wu said with doubts: "Is it because the dosage of the medicine was not enough?"

"It should be, there is no other explanation." Zhao San nodded in agreement.

"Since that's the case." Ma Wu looked around. It was raining heavily, and the street patrol officers had no idea where to shelter from the rain. Except for the few people in the incense and candle shop behind him, there was no one else.

On strong winds and rainy days, it is time to kill people.

"Did he do it here?"

Zhao San and Ma Wu looked at each other, and murderous intent appeared in their eyes. Although they did not say it, their thoughts were the same.

"Ah Yeh."

In the shop next door, a detective walked out sneezing.

"Unfortunate, come whatever you say."

"It's okay, I'll go to the ruined temple tonight and will directly bear him. It will be the scene where the murderer robbed and silenced him."

Zhao San and Ma Wu cursed in secret.

The constable looked into the sky, and from nowhere, he knew the conspiracy of two gang members not far away, rubbed his nose, threw half of the betel nut into his mouth, and chewed it hard.

For the gang members of the top forces like Qiankunhui, he has no right to kill anyone before him.

"These two?"

Chen Yue ran over quickly, and he noticed Zhao San and Ma Wu under the eaves on the street.

I just felt that the two of them looked at him in a very wrong way, as if they wanted to kill him.

Immediately, I became alert and wrote down the appearance of these two people.

Xin Buddha Temple.

At the end of the street is Xinfo Temple, and there are many gardenia trees planted at the door, full of greenery.

There are many pilgrims usually, but now it is raining heavily and the door is deserted.

Chen Yue slowed down and tried to pretend to be an ordinary incense-burning pilgrimage to avoid being expelled.

He held a large stack of newspapers in his arms, poured the rain, washed the mud on his body clean, and his long black hair returned to its original color.

"This guest? How are you here for such heavy rain?" A monk was waiting at the gate of the main hall.

There are three characters engraved on the plaque of the main hall.

Heart Buddha Hall.

The brushstrokes are flying and the phoenix dance.

In the main hall, there is a 19-meter-high Buddha statue, with gold and powder outside.

The Buddha statue has two palms in one hand and a pair of big ears.

With kind eyebrows and kind eyes, the treasure looks solemn.

Both sides are engraved with:

Do not do any evil path for three years, and do all good deeds in eighty difficulty.

"The believer Zhang San, who is not afraid of the wind and rain, comes to hold the gold and fulfill his vows, sincerely bow to my great heart Buddha, and hope that the master will fulfill it!"

Chen Yue stood in front of the gate of the hall, looked solemn at the statue of the Heart Buddha, disguising his embarrassment as a fanatical believer who was fearless of the strong wind and heavy rain.

"Yes, you can do whatever you want."

The monk saw the fanaticism in Chen Yue's eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and stopped asking more questions.

Another business is coming.

There is only one monk in Xinfo Temple, which is him, who presides over Xinluo.

This Buddha statue was discovered by him in a burial place, and he was abandoned by anyone.

I was originally going to pull it back and scrape the gold powder off for money, but after somehow, I had a flash of inspiration and built this temple.

Become a fake monk and the real host.

It is named after the name of Xinfu Temple and will attract believers.

There are so many money to repay the vow in the daily merit box.

I thought that the rainstorm today and no one came, so I planned to close the temple and go to the back hall to roast rabbit meat, but I didn't expect that a fool came and sent him money in the rain.

Seeing the monk staying at the door of the hall, Chen Yue turned his back to him, and had no intention of following in, he immediately ran to the merit box.

First, I said to the golden Buddha statue and said to Amitabha Buddha, which contained apologies.

In the next breath, I stuffed the mansion in my arms into the merit box.

For fear that the stuffing would be slow, the monk discovered and stopped him.

He was lucky. Until the stuffing was done, the monk turned his back to him without looking back.

"Thank you, Master."

Chen Yue thanked the monk and ran to the ruined temple.

"You're welcome." The monk smiled and nodded.

After Chen Yue disappeared and left the Golden Buddha Temple completely, the monk passed away with a smile, turned around and ran to the merit box, and looked down at how much silver was added inside.

When I first looked at it, I felt that it was filled with silver notes.

The monk said ecstatically, "This young man is really a living Bodhisattva, and he has given him so much money."

But when he looked carefully, his smile suddenly stiffened.

This? Is this?

Di News??

The monk lowered his head and did not pay attention. A subtle change occurred on the golden Buddha statue opposite him.

There is a line of blood beads at the corner of the eyes of the golden Buddha statue, which slowly seeps out and then falls.

In the sky, a black cloud was pressing over at the right time, making the clouds denser.

The sky was blocked, and it was clearly during the day, but there was a little night view.

"What kind of weather is this?" The monk felt the change from light to darkness and looked up dissatisfied.

When he looked up, the monk instantly widened his eyes and his mouth widened.

Fear, fear...

Blood light!

In the darkness, he saw the blood on the Buddha statue, layer by layer, thick and dense.

One rich and disgusting smell of blood came to my face.

One after another, blood waves were reflected in the pupils.

Sweeping towards him...

Like the waves, he heard the sound of waves.

...

Chen Yue returned to the dilapidated temple. He did not return the same way, but deliberately took a detour just to avoid the two people who gave him a very bad feeling.

The rain is still falling, but it is a little bit smaller, no longer as pouring.

When he returned to the ruined temple, the cold wind blew in through the broken wall hole, accompanied by the wet and sticky clothes on his body, which made him shudder a few times.

He closed the door and pressed it against it with wood so that others could not push it away from outside.

This door cannot protect against evil, but it can protect people.

Be careful and live long.

As it got colder and colder, he piled up the firewood he usually collected. It took a lot of effort to ignite a cluster of straw with flint, and then ignited the firewood with straw.

The fire ignites and warmth appears immediately.

The firelight shone Chen Yue's face into a bright and dark light, flashing uncertainly.

It was too cold to wear wet clothes on your body, so I simply untied them, found a few wooden sticks, and set them on the fire to roast them.

The body slowly became warmer.

Chen Yue was waiting silently, and he calculated the time in his mind. The hour given in the diary was almost here.

If he is fine in ten minutes, he will survive.

Time passed by minute by minute, Chen Yue stared at the fire, blinking slowly.

When facing life and death, he actually found that he was calm and calm.

But time passed very slowly. For only ten minutes, he seemed to have been waiting for such a long day.

"It's past!"

Chen Yue held a wooden stick and slashed on the dust on the ground, stroking every second.

With the last stroke, Chen Yue sat down to the ground, gasping for breath.

On the forehead, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared, slowly piled up into beads, and slid down the cheeks to the ground.

Every time he let out a heavy breath, his whole body relaxed a little.

Lived, he survived!

He won the bet!

bite……
Chapter completed!