Chapter 450 Ghost Wife Temple
"This Overlord of the Northern State sounds very powerful. He must be a powerful figure to be able to turn the notorious State of Sin into the current Northern State." Murong Jinran said.
The monk captain nodded, with a little more admiration in his eyes: "Yes, I heard that when the Overlord conquered the Sinful State, he was still a heroic young man."
"But apart from the people he trusts the most, no one has ever seen the true face of the Overlord of Northern State."
The group chatted as they walked, and after more than an hour, they finally arrived at the dilapidated temple.
At this moment, the sky was getting dark and raindrops began to fall, the sound of the rain getting heavier and heavier.
The dilapidated temple is located in the wild forest, and the lushly growing wild grass almost surrounds the entire temple. From a distance, at first glance, you can't tell that there is a temple there.
The monks, holding long swords, quickly cleared a path and arrived at the entrance of the ruined temple.
The two doors were very mottled, and three words were clearly engraved on the plaques on the doors: Ghost Wife Temple.
Murong Jinran felt panic in his heart, "Ghost Wife Temple?! Why is the name of the temple so unlucky? It looks so scary. Do we really want to go in?"
The monk captain laughed and said, "With so many of us, what's there to be afraid of?"
"Legend has it that this Ghost Wife Temple was built to commemorate a lovelorn woman many years ago. It is said that the lovelorn woman was a gentle and virtuous wife. Her husband slipped and fell off a cliff and died. She jumped off the cliff for love and turned into a female ghost after her death, wandering around the cliff where her husband died day and night.
One night she suddenly discovered that a flash flood was coming. In order to protect the villagers, she showed up in the village despite the danger of being scattered, woke up the sleeping villagers, and saved everyone. "
"Later, in order to thank her for saving their lives, the villagers built a ghost wife temple to worship her."
"Although she is a ghost wife, she can be considered a kind of ghost fairy. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. She saved the entire village, so her merits are immeasurable!"
After hearing his explanation, Murong Jinran felt relieved. "So that's how it is."
"So she's still a good ghost wife."
"Then we can go in, okay?"
The monk captain smiled and said, "It should be fine. The Ghost Wife Temple has been abandoned for many years. The Ghost Wife may have completed her merits and left here. We are just taking shelter from the rain. It's fine."
Murong Jinran and Meng Shian looked at Jiang Ci.
They only listen to Master Jiang.
Master Jiang said they could go in, so they went in.
If you can't go in, then you won't take even half a step further.
Jiang Ci pushed the door open without hesitation and said, "It's raining so hard, if you don't want to get soaked, come in."
Everyone followed her into the ruined temple.
Perhaps because of years of disrepair and the loss of incense offerings, the entire Ghost Wife Temple exudes a gloomy atmosphere.
A statue stands prominently in the temple's lobby.
The statue is wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red veil on its head, but due to years of disrepair, the red paint has faded and become mottled, and spider webs are wrapped around the entire statue, binding it like shackles.
Jiang Ci found a clean corner and sat down holding the baby Hanba.
Baby Hanba hasn't woken up yet and is sleeping very soundly.
"Fellow Daoist, you are not from Tiegu Mountain, right?" The captain of the monks came over and said politely.
Jiang Ci smiled and asked, "Why do you think so?"
"If you were from Tiegu Mountain, you would know that there is a Ghost Wife Temple in the mountain." He smiled and said, "And from my perspective, you three don't look like the country girls that Master Huo mentioned."
"You should be monks who go into the mountains to hunt like us."
Jiang Ci smiled but said nothing.
"Hey, brother, go check on your young master. I've removed the puppet talisman, but he's not awake. He seems to have fainted from anger." Murong Jinran walked over and said.
The monk captain's face changed and he quickly ran to see Coach Huo.
"Master Jiang..." Murong Jinran sat down next to her and whispered, "I always feel uneasy in my heart, as if a pair of eyes are staring at us in the dark."
"Should I use the Sky Eye Talisman to take a look?"
Jiang Ci glanced calmly at the statue of the ghost wife and shook his head: "With a clear conscience, why fear ghosts and gods?"
"Of course I am frank, but I still feel weird..."
Jiang Ci signaled her to look behind her with his eyes.
Murong Jinran turned his head and saw those monks worshiping the statue of the ghost wife with such pious looks that anyone who didn't know would have thought they were worshiping some great god.
"Shall we pray too?"
Jiang Ci smiled: "Whatever you want."
Seeing her calmness, Murong Jinran said, "Never mind. We are already in the temple, so let's just worship."
She walked to the bottom of the Ghost Wife statue, knelt on her knees, clasped her hands together and said, "Hello, Ghost Wife. Although I don't know if your spirit is still here, since I'm staying at your place, I'll tell you that we'll leave when the rain stops and the sun rises. If there's another chance in the future, I'll definitely find someone to come and renovate your temple. Thank you very much!"
She said and looked up.
From her angle, she could just see the face covered in blood and tears under the red veil.
"ah!"
Murong Jinran was startled, and when she looked again, there was no blood or tears on the face under the red veil.
It was as if it was just her illusion.
"I must be too nervous."
She stood up and went back to Jiang Ci.
Just then, a thunder exploded, accompanied by lightning that cut through the darkness, instantly illuminating the lobby of the Ghost Wife Temple.
Everyone was startled by the thunder.
However, no one noticed that the red veil of the stone sculpture seemed to be blown up by the wind at that moment, revealing a bloodstained and hideous ghost face underneath.
Jiang Ci glanced at the statue of the ghost wife thoughtfully, pretending that he saw nothing, and hummed a little tune while holding the baby Hanba.
On the opposite side, Huo Shuai was woken up by the pain of being pinched on his philtrum.
As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the face of the monk captain, he raised his hand without hesitation and slapped the other's already swollen face hard.
Bang!
The sound of the slap attracted everyone's attention.
Huo Shuai roared in anger: "You useless bastard! I asked you to take me to catch monsters, why did you come to this shabby temple!"
"If I had known you were so useless, I shouldn't have looked for you! You are a bunch of trash, bastards!"
The monk captain was slapped three times. Not only did he lose face in front of outsiders, but even his companions were watching.
There was a flash of gloom in his eyes, and his anger rose to the top of his head, but when he thought of the remaining half of the reward, he tried his best to endure it again and again, clenched his fists tightly, and finally lowered his head to apologize to Coach Huo.
"Master, I'm sorry, it's raining too hard and there's thunder. It's really inconvenient to catch the monster."
"When the rain stops, I will definitely take you to catch the monster."
Huo Shuai pushed him away and said, "Get out of here, you piece of shit!"
It was raining heavily in the courtyard. Huo Shuai stood under the eaves with his hands on his hips, his face full of defiance and dissatisfaction.
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