Yunkong spoke bluntly: "When I first met you, Liao Lanlan told me that you were not very courageous, and you didn't even dare to participate in the club's nightly courage test activities. If you were to stay in there alone, I'm afraid you would be too brave now.

I was so scared that I lost consciousness...and I was at a loss.”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Yumin next to me laughed wildly without caring about the image of the beauty, and asked me in a low voice: "Is it because my sister is next to you that you don't feel scared?" I heard.

After hearing these words, her face was almost burning, but she couldn't stop Lin Yumin's laughter. She just felt extremely embarrassed. Being embarrassed in front of a beautiful woman is a very embarrassing thing. This is about the quadratic power of shame.

Yunkong continued: "As for the female anchor, I guess it's because you told me about fortune telling during the day, and you told me that you have a fate with the five people who told fortunes in the previous batch. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was the ones in the morning.

Come and shoot people who claim to be anchors."

"Others are fine, but the woman named Corn who is next to you now seems to have some secrets about her. Although she is not necessarily a bad person, even my master can't see through her, so you'd better not have too much contact with her.

"

I said: "Yunkong, I'm on speakerphone right now." But I felt in my heart that he knew what was going on here, and seemed to want to say it out loud. However, although this person looked enigmatic, at least he was not always ""

"The Riddler" collects things and doesn't explain them clearly.

I heard Yun Kong’s master mentioned by my senior sister, and he was considered a famous master in South China. But Yun Kong said that even people like his master couldn’t see through Lin Yumin next to me, but it once again made me realize the meaning behind this

How deep the fog is. Maybe I was right in refusing to listen to her story about herself.

After hearing this, Lin Yumin's face darkened in a rare sight, and she said, "Little monk, what you said made me unhappy. Aren't you allowed to have some secrets from beautiful women?"

Yunkong was not willing to get entangled with Lin Yumin on this matter, but sighed and said: "I have long heard from Lan Lan that Xiaohai has a slow personality, and now it seems that he is right. If

I'll take you directly to the subway in the evening, so maybe you won't be involved in this matter."

Lin Yumin smiled faintly, but she disagreed with his point of view: "Little monk, don't put gold on your face and think that you have understood the Tao. I admit that you are somewhat capable, but your little knowledge of cultivation is a fool.

Forget about the believers in the temple."

Her voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful. She said: "Everything in the world has its origin and its end. Everything has a cause and effect. You want to change it? You feel that everything is a dream and empty. Are you really saying that all five aggregates are empty, or are you just pretending to be empty?

Who knows how to avoid something?"

These words made Yunkong silent again. In fact, I am not interested in listening to these two people talking about Taoism. The longer I stay in this place, the more strange and frightening I feel. I coughed immediately, and then to resolve the embarrassment, I said: "The most urgent thing is

It’s better to find a way to get out of here.”

Yun Kong then said: "Actually, this place has something to do with our Xilai Temple. More than a thousand years ago, the first ancestor traveled eastward and came here. After landing, he saw that the yin energy here was accumulating and it was difficult to free the wronged souls.

After asking around, I found out that the Cai Ren Street appears every time there is a war. Although the people here are humane, they end up like animals and end up dismembering other people's bodies to feed themselves, so their resentment cannot be eliminated."

"Although the First Patriarch has profound Buddhist teachings, he cannot directly liberate them in this place."

I asked in surprise: "Even Patriarch Bodhidharma can't deal with the ghosts here?"

Lin Yumin shook her head: "I think it's the opposite. Although Bodhidharma is profound in Buddhism, he is still compassionate after all and cannot bear to let the wronged souls here scatter."

Yunkong said: "The corn donor is right, but unfortunately he is wrong."

Lin Yumin's face darkened, and her originally watery eyes were shrouded in a haze for a moment. Looking at her expression, I understood the sentence for the first time: thinking that one's eyes cannot be hidden. I quickly interrupted.

Open the topic and let Yun Kong on the other end of the phone continue talking.

Yunkong said: "In fact, it has been so long ago, and we don't know why the founder did not take action to solve the injustice here. Perhaps it is like what the corn donor said, origin and destruction, cause and effect, which is not easy for others to explain. Maybe the founder was established here back then.

The Daotong built the temple in the hope that it could subtly resolve the resentful souls here with the help of Buddhism. But many years later, another thing happened."

I thought to myself: "Counting from Bodhidharma upwards, this place has been here for more than a thousand years. How desperate and resentful were the people back then, so that their resentment would persist for thousands of years." I also thought of that feeling when I passed by Cai Ren Street.

The disgusting horror scene and the ancient poem mentioned by Lin Yumin made me feel that maybe all this is not strange. Although he is a human being, he is treated like an animal and sent to the butcher's knife, watching a part of himself become someone else's ration. This is already

More painful than simple death.

One side is a thousand-year-old temple, and the other side is an evil place where Yin Qi has accumulated. No one would believe that these two places with opposite natures would actually correspond to each other for thousands of years. They just

Like the two sides of a coin, the opposites are always parallel. Opposite the ancient temple where fireworks and incense are blooming, there is a group of innocent souls who are difficult to escape.

Lin Yumin asked him: "I guess you are talking about the murder of Shibabu." Yunkong continued: "That's right." I asked Lin Yumin: "What is this?" Lin Yumin gave a brief explanation.

Paraphrase: "When the Qing army captured Guangzhou and suffered heavy casualties when resisted, Shang Kexi wanted to bloodbath the city of Guangzhou, killing eighteen people in a row to pave the way to relieve his hatred. In order to reduce innocent casualties, one of Shang Kexi's staff thought of a compromise

This method led to the so-called Shibapu Street. And this Shibapu Street includes the Shangxiajiu Street where this square is now located."

At that time, I didn’t know much about the history of Guangzhou, and I had no reason to sit down and slowly discuss this history with Lin Yumin while I was in danger. I just vaguely understood that the previous wars had made this place’s thousand-year resentment even weirder and deeper.

Yunkong continued: "This square was built here later. Maybe some of the stories about this square are true, but some things inside are not as mysterious as what you said outside. As for whether this square is a Feng Shui formation used to suppress it

Only the people who built this square know about the injustice. Although I have checked whether many things in the past are true or false, I can’t tell clearly. But what I do know is that until thirteen years ago, something happened here
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