Chapter 1102: No one is alive, no body is dead
He repeated this in the following days, but even so, he could see that this Taoist temple was actually more evil than the average cult.
It does not organize any group gatherings, nor does it require believers to do anything. It only allows them to offer sacrifices according to their hearts and then silently recite their wishes to the statue.
Whether it is the Taoist priests in the temple or the believers coming and going, they all come here to ask for something and think about something. Therefore, when their requests are answered, their trust in the Taoist temple rises sharply, and they are transformed into more devout believers.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a die-hard fan.
And Xinqi is his Taoist name.
On the first day in the temple, the abbot personally took it for him.
And on that day, when he looked up at the golden statue above the magnificent hall, a strange feeling arose in his heart.
There seems to be nothing wrong with the statue, and its features are familiar to the public, showing kindness and tolerance.
He was wearing a red lacquered robe, and the entire statue was shining with gold. However, perhaps because of the light in the temple, in his eyes, half of the statue's face seemed to be hidden in the shadows.
A strange feeling flashed through his mind, but when his gaze fell on the eyes of the statue, he actually felt as if his thoughts were completely seen through. Those golden pupils seemed to be tempting him to make a wish to them.
After a brief moment of confusion, he regained consciousness, his scalp tingling and goose bumps covering his entire body under his Taoist robe.
This place is extremely weird.
But he couldn't leave.
Because he realized that he could not leave this Taoist temple.
Perhaps it was because the Taoists here had never considered leaving the Taoist temple, so when he proposed to go down the mountain, his fellow Taoists were very surprised.
It’s not that Xin Qi hasn’t tried to leave, but every time he approached the gate leading down the mountain, a strong premonition would come to his mind, as if he would be in danger as soon as he took that step.
He finally realized the weirdness of this Taoist temple. He seemed to be the only one who was still conscious here.
He could only pretend to be the same as everyone else, pretending to be like everyone else, devoutly worshipping the gods here. In fact, he was observing everyone silently behind the scenes. The pilgrims coming and going, his senior brothers, and the temple master were all his main objects of observation.
But he didn't dare to turn on his cell phone, didn't dare to talk to himself when he was alone, and didn't even dare to write down a single word, because he felt that the house he lived in, and even the entire Taoist temple, was full of eyes.
Just as he observed everyone, those eyes were observing him.
His strong psychological quality enables him to live in this Taoist temple like a "normal person".
However, two days ago, most of his fellow apprentices disappeared mysteriously.
No one is seen alive, and no body is seen after death.
When he asked about the others, the few remaining brothers gave a unified and natural response: "Oh, you mean them? They've been away for further studies recently and will be back soon."
The words "I'll be back after a while" made Xin Qi shudder.
He knew very well that there was no one in the entire Taoist temple from late that night to the next morning. He seemed to hear screams in his sleep, but he did not open his eyes.
There seemed to be something crawling in his room, rustling, like ants, and the sounds were particularly clear in the silence.
(End of this chapter)
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