Yueya and the wedding car driver made eye contact... well, if those two curved red lines could be considered the wedding car driver's eyes.
The wedding car driver still didn't move. Yue Ya blinked, and then he found that the line on the wedding car driver's face that represented his lips was curved upwards. Normal people would look more friendly if their lips were curved upwards, but when the wedding car driver did this, that paper-like face looked even more sinister.
What's even more bizarre is that the wedding car driver didn't move or speak, but Yue Ya felt that he was a human. With such a face, he gave people the feeling of a human...hiss, it's very scary.
Yueya is now quite knowledgeable and quickly got used to the wedding car driver's face. He walked to the side of the wedding car and knocked on the window.
The car window slowly lowered, and the driver turned his head and looked at him motionlessly.
Yue Ya leaned over and asked with a smile, "Hello, where are the bride and groom?"
Yueya's attitude was natural and polite, just like treating an ordinary person. The wedding car driver was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face continued to grow: "The ceremony of praying to the gods is not ready yet, they went into the temple to rest."
The wedding car driver's voice was low and gentle. Somehow, Yue Ya seemed to see his original face for a moment. He couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he gave people a feeling of being gentle and shy, and a little familiar.
Strange, have you seen him somewhere before?
Yue Ya came back to her senses. The wedding car driver's face was still pale and gloomy, with a simple smiley face like a child's graffiti. Yue Ya felt that the familiar atmosphere had disappeared completely, as if it was just an illusion.
Yueya smiled at the driver: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." The driver replied politely.
Subconsciously, Yue Ya asked another question: "Do you want to wait in the car until the ceremony of confessing to the gods is over?"
The driver said a little awkwardly: "This is what I planned."
Yue Ya didn't say anything else. She waved at him and left the wedding car.
The wedding car driver silently watched his back, a fleeting look of nostalgia appearing on his face.
[This smiling driver is so polite and a little silly. What’s going on? It’s so different from the first impression he gives people.]
[Well, don’t you think he is too polite to Yueyazi, just like he knew Yueyazi before]
[Don’t think too much, maybe it’s just because everyone loves us, even ghosts love us~hehe~]
"Those who want to visit the temple now, please come to me. I heard that this temple has several temple keepers. I will take you in and say hello to the keepers!" The tour guide's voice came through the headset and caught Yueya's attention.
Zhuang Yan ran towards Yue Ya: "Brother Yue, what are you thinking about? Shall we go?"
Yue Ya: "Let's go in and take a look."
Zhuang Yan casually hooked his arm around Yue Ya's neck, and Yun Yu walked quietly beside them, looking as leisurely as if they were participating in a spring outing.
When everyone was gathered, the tour guide explained to everyone diligently as they walked: "This Fengling Temple has a long history. Even the locals can't tell exactly how many years it was built. Legend has it that a long, long time ago, this area was poor and bad..."
Zhuang Yan: "Isn't it still a poor and barren place now?"
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
The tour guide blushed and gave him a reproachful look: "Don't make trouble, I will continue to tell you, the poor mountains and bad waters back then were different from now. Now you can drive through, but before, even the roads were difficult to walk on. It was called the Death Forest by the locals because people who came in to collect herbs or hunt would always get lost and then die inexplicably.
"Later, some people said that mountain ghosts ate them. Mountain ghosts like to eat human brains, and they just throw the remaining bodies into a pit. As the number of bodies increased, the number of ghosts who died in vain also increased. They could not get out of the forest, so they had to shed tears every day and pray to God to let them go home.
"Finally one day, the wishes of the dead souls were heard by the wind spirit in the sky. After the wind spirit came down to earth and saw the miserable situation here, he couldn't help crying. His tears turned into a wind pool, which saved the dead souls. The miasma surrounding the mountain also dissipated. It is said that the mountain ghosts have been expelled. In order to commemorate the wind spirit, people built a temple here. As long as your wish is heard by the wind spirit, it will definitely come true."
After the tour guide finished his story, the tourists started discussing it again.
“This story is quite mythical.”
"This is not the first time we have heard this story. Have you forgotten? The reason we changed our itinerary to come to this shabby place is because we heard an older woman on the road say that you will become rich after worshipping at the Fengling Temple!"
"Yes, yes, yes. People in that place believe in the Fengling Temple. They say it is very effective and whatever you pray for will come true."
"Then hurry in! I can't wait."
The tourists started to jog, and the tour guide hurriedly reminded them: "Don't rush, don't rush, be careful of the stairs!"
Everyone came to the open space in front of the main hall. The door of the main hall was open, and the structure inside could be seen clearly at a glance.
"Holy shit, what the hell is that!"
"Hiss... it's so scary!"
The passengers above stepped back one after another, gasping for air.
Yue Ya stopped and looked forward, his pupils dilated with shock. In the center of the temple stood a gigantic golden statue. This must be the legendary Wind Spirit God, but he turned out to be a multi-headed monster!
The Wind Spirit God is sitting with his legs crossed and his hands clasped together, with only some beads and ribbons on his upper body. This is a very common shape of deity statues, but this god has three heads on his neck, a face on his open belly, and a face on each knee, making a total of six faces. Each face has a different expression, namely joy, anger, worry, fear, hatred, desire... If his face is sculpted according to the seven emotions, then the only missing one is "love".
Yue Ya frowned as he looked at it: "Is this the Wind Spirit God? He doesn't look like the benevolent god in the story, but is full of evil."
The tour guide had sharp ears and was so scared that he wanted to rush over and cover his mouth: "Shh! Don't talk nonsense, don't forget that there is a god above your head!"
The tour guide always said that there are gods above your head. Yue Ya subconsciously raised his head, and a white face suddenly appeared in the sky, which frightened him so much that his heart skipped a beat! The eyes of that face had no pupils, the mouth had no color, and even the hair was white. The facial features were 90% similar to the wind spirit god in the hall, and the expression was "happy", with the corners of the lips curled up high.
Yue Ya calmed himself down and pretended that he saw nothing, but his neck was a little stiff... probably the aftereffect of seeing "God" when he looked up.
The tour guide repeatedly warned the players not to talk about the statue verbally, but the tour guide could not control their thoughts.
It is a consensus that this statue is indeed very evil.
Everyone was hesitant to move forward, and the tour guide didn't want to rush them, so he just let them calm down first.
After Yueya's attention shifted away from the statue, he discovered that there was a table at the entrance to the main hall, with an old man in a grey robe sitting behind it. He should be the temple keeper the tour guide mentioned.
Yue Ya thought for a moment and said, "Guide, the temple keeper is over there, do you want to go and greet him first?"
"Well, I'll go pay some money for the incense first. You guys wait here for me." After giving the instructions, the tour guide walked towards the door.
"I'll go with you." Yueya followed slowly. The tour guide glanced at him but didn't have any objection.
"The temple is a quiet place, please keep quiet when you worship the gods," the temple keeper bowed to them and pointed to the donation box on the table: "Please be happy with the donation, each person can take one stick of incense."
The tour guide put some change into the donation box, took a stick of incense from the table, and said politely, "Hello, Master. I am the tour guide of the tour group. Those behind are members of the tour group. We are here with the owner of the Huangbai Inn. We have to wait until their ceremony to tell the gods is over before we can leave. I'm telling you in advance."
The temple keeper nodded: "I understand."
Seeing that the temple keeper was quiet and didn't want to chat, the tour guide stopped talking and looked at Yue Ya: "You can also take a stick of incense."
Yueya asked the temple keeper, "Excuse me, can I only take this incense once?"
The temple keeper nodded and said, "Just make one wish. Don't be greedy."
This can be considered a hint. Yue Ya asked again: "Can I come back later to get it?"
Temple keeper: "Of course."
The tour guide said to Yueya, "I'll go and ask them to come over and line up to receive the incense."
After the tour guide left, Yue Ya asked the temple keeper quietly, "Where are the newlyweds who came here to hold the ceremony to tell the gods today to rest? The housekeeper of the bride-to-be asked me to bring her a message, but I can't find her."
The temple keeper raised his heavy drooping eyelids, glanced at him, and pointed in a direction: "The distinguished guest is resting in the inner room. You can go find her on your own."
Yue Ya thanked him and went to the inner room alone.
Zhuang Yan has worked with him many times and understands his work style, so it’s okay without informing him in advance.
After entering the hall, Yue Ya lightened his footsteps and restrained his breathing. Fei Fei jumped to the ground and led him inside.
After walking through a long corridor, Yue Ya heard a conversation as soon as he turned a corner.
"We're getting married soon, Ayan, are you happy?" It was a female voice with a smile. It went without saying that the owner of the voice was the innkeeper.
"Happy." This was a cold male voice. It sounded quite unhappy.
The innkeeper was obviously not satisfied with this answer and said in a commanding tone: "You are in a bad mood. Be happier and answer me again."
"Happy!" This time the male voice was much more emotional, as if he was really happy.
Yueya: “…” I seem to have accidentally overheard something about the innkeeper training the puppet. Will he be silenced?
Thinking of this, Yueya even breathed lighter.
The innkeeper laughed and said to himself, "If you hadn't rejected me back then, I wouldn't have been so cruel as to make you into a puppet. It must be very uncomfortable to be strung together by puppet strings, right? But if you endure that pain, you will gain 'eternal life' and be able to stay with me forever. How wonderful! I really like the way you obey me, so after the ban is over, I can't wait to marry you~ Yan, smile."
"You are so good. You look so pretty when you smile. When the ceremony is over, you will belong to me forever. Are you happy?"
The male voice said, "I'm glad."
The housekeeper's letter said that by implanting puppet strings when a person is about to die, the puppet's soul can be preserved and the puppet's emotions can be manipulated.
Inferior puppets made from corpses are the walking dead. For puppets like the Taoist priest's brother, even their emotions can be controlled by the person pulling the strings.
It seems that the innkeeper will not leave her puppet for the time being. Unable to find an opportunity to take action here, Yue Ya decides to leave first and think of a solution later.
Yueya and Feifei quietly retreated. The innkeeper was so absorbed in the doll that he didn't notice him at all.
After turning out of the corridor, Yue Ya saw two temple guards in front of him. He instinctively wanted to hide, so he swiftly hid behind a pillar.
The temple keeper looked back, found nothing unusual, and turned back.
"Are you distracted?" The old temple keeper coughed.
The young temple keeper replied respectfully: "Master, I seemed to hear some sound just now, I heard it wrongly, please continue."
"Many pilgrims have come today. Go to the backyard and guard the Wind Spirit Pond. Don't let anyone touch the Wind Spirit Grass inside. If someone breaks in, you should know what to do."
The young temple keeper agreed and pestered the old temple keeper, "Master, what is the use of the wind spirit grass? Can you tell me now?"
"I kept it a secret from you before because I was afraid that you were too young to know your limits. Now that you are old enough to protect the temple, it's okay to tell you," said the old temple keeper. "The abilities of the wind spirit grass are 'summoning' and 'imprisoning'. As long as you know the target's name or appearance, you can use a wind spirit grass to summon him to come before you."
"Wow, he actually has such a powerful ability!" The little temple keeper couldn't wait to ask, "What about the prisoners?"
The old temple keeper coughed again and said slowly, "Soak ten wind spirit grasses in the blood pool for a day. They will fuse into a wind spirit king grass and grow a wind spirit flower. That flower can imprison any soul."
"It turns out that the Wind Spirit Grass in our temple is so powerful. I will remember this and will protect it well."
The old temple keeper smiled with relief: "Don't tell others about the effect of the wind spirit grass. Mortals will not be able to resist the temptation and will definitely steal it. The night of the lunar eclipse is coming soon, so don't cause trouble."
The little temple keeper promised: "Yes, I will definitely not tell anyone!"
Yueya: “…” I was just passing by.
[Don't Be Casual]
[Hahaha, the one hiding behind the pillar has already heard it all. Is this the legendary loud conspiracy?]
[Someone is about to give in to the temptation and steal the wind spirit grass—Brother Yue, am I right?]
[I can hear important clues just by passing by. Brother Yue has really great luck.]
[Stealing grass, bro?]
[How can a scholar's work be called stealing? That's just picking grass!]
Pick them, of course you have to pick them.
However, the effect of this Wind Spirit Grass is so strong that it is unfair for the housekeeper to buy it at a price of 100,000 yuan per plant. He must "negotiate" the price again after returning to the inn.
The footsteps of the two temple keepers gradually faded away, and Yue Ya came up with a plan - he could use the Wind Spirit Grass to summon the puppet groom, and then take the opportunity to burn the puppet's body. However, this innkeeper was not easy to mess with, so he had to find a good opportunity.
Let’s get the Wind Spirit Grass first.
The young temple keeper was going to Fengling Pond and was just the right person to lead the way for him.
Yue Ya followed quietly and when he came out of the main hall, he saw the little temple keeper push open the door leading to the backyard.
Yue Ya was afraid of being exposed, so he couldn't follow too closely, so he released a puppet, and let the puppet that could become invisible to follow the little temple keeper.
At this time, Zhuang Yan and Yun Yu came to find him.
Zhuang Yan: "Finally I found you. Are you looking for the puppet groom?"
Yueya nodded: "I found it, but the innkeeper was guarding it closely, so I didn't have a chance to do anything."
When Yue Ya saw the incense sticks in their hands, she paused and said, "You haven't made a wish yet, right?"
Yun Yu shook her head: "Not yet."
"Put it away first. I have a plan now." Yue Ya whispered what he had just seen and heard and his plan.
Zhuang Yan nodded and said in a low voice, "Then let's catch up quickly."
Yue Ya: "Don't worry, I've already let the puppet catch up, so we won't lose him. We'll just walk slowly behind him and don't get too close, or we'll be discovered easily."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You are so skilled."
"What are you going to do? Can you take me with you?" Arou came over and looked at them with her big eyes blinking.
Yueya: "It's very dangerous, do you want to go?"
Ah Rou's eyes lit up: "Danger = money to be made, Brother Yue, are you missing a leg pendant?"
Yue Ya: “…”
[I also want to be a pendant hanging on Brother Yue’s legs]
[I’m not picky, it’s fine to hang it anywhere else, so——]
[Missing leg accessories?]
[Missing leg accessories?]
Yue Ya took them to the backyard. With a puppet leading the way, they easily avoided dangerous places and had a smooth journey.
The backyard was filled with miasma and the air was turbid, but fortunately it was not poisonous and not too troublesome.
After walking for a while, Yue Ya saw his puppet.
"Where is the little temple keeper?"
The puppet shook its head, apparently having lost its way.
The puppet pointed to a place where the miasma was particularly dense. Yue Ya squinted his eyes and looked carefully. There seemed to be a pond under the fog.
Yue Ya walked over there: "That should be the Wind Spirit Pond, let's go."
Zhuang Yan rubbed his arms and said, "Isn't it said that Fengling Pond is a holy place in the temple? Why do I feel that this place is gloomy and there is no divinity at all?"
Yun Yu said: "This temple is so eerie. The wind spirit god is probably an evil god from a wild way."
Yue Ya recalled the unpleasant memories in front of the hall and said to Yun Yu, "You said something bad about the Wind Spirit God. Don't look up, or you will see a very unpleasant scene."
Yun Yu almost looked up, and her neck suddenly stiffened: "Although I didn't see anything, but when you say that, I feel scared."
Yue Ya said seriously: "Don't look up, or you might reveal your whereabouts."
Yun Yu's heart skipped a beat: "Okay."
The miasma was too heavy. They walked to the edge of the pond and saw the true appearance of the Qingfeng Spirit Pond. Their stomachs suddenly churned and even the palms of their hands went numb.
The so-called Fengling Pool is a small pond with dark green and almost black water. Human heads are floating on the water. These heads are swollen from being soaked in the water, like big white steamed buns, with their mouths wide open. Dark green sticky water plants grow out of their throats like many tongues.
Zhuang Yan complained: "This... this is just a pool of corpses! What kind of holy place is this? It's so disgusting."
Yun Yu patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder: "You told the truth."
This pond is a hundred times more disgusting than the spirit insects in the inn.
Yue Ya said slowly, "In the story the tour guide told, the wind spirit shed tears of compassion and turned into a sacred pond, which saved the souls of the dead who died unjustly."
Zhuang Yan said in a low voice: "The stories are all lies. This pond has nothing to do with the stories."
Yue Ya said, "What if the relationship is reversed? The Wind Spirit God is the man-eating mountain ghost, and the pond is his corpse, which he uses to grow grass."
"Damn it, so this is just a dark story in disguise, right?" Zhuang Yan said helplessly, "These days, even demons and monsters have to make up a high-sounding fake story for themselves."
Yue Ya: "All creatures in the world, whether human, ghost, demon or evil, aspire to become a god. This mountain ghost may also have a dream of becoming a god."
Zhuang Yan was silent: "How shameless."
"It's really shameless," Yue Ya nodded in agreement, "so we picked his grass to enforce justice."
Yun Yu smiled and said, "I like this saying, 'Carrying out justice on behalf of heaven.'"
"This pond is evil. Let's find a way to pick the grass safely first. Don't pick it rashly..." Before Yue Ya could finish his words, there was a sudden strong force behind him, pushing him into the pond!
It happened in a flash. When Yue Ya was about to fall into the pool of corpses, Zhuang Yan quickly pulled him up, and then he fell into the pool of corpses due to inertia!
Yue Ya steadied himself by holding onto the plants on the shore: "Zhuang Yan!"
Zhuang Yan did not answer him. Yue Ya saw several headless corpses emerging from the water. They grabbed Zhuang Yan's limbs and pulled him down hard!
Yue Ya swung out a vine to grab Zhuang Yan's ankle, trying to drag him ashore. However, those headless corpses were extremely strong, and Yue Ya's hands were bruised, but he still couldn't gain the upper hand.
Yun Yu used needles to attack the corpses, but it was of no avail. As one corpse fell, a new one soon took its place.
Yue Ya saw that there were large patches of spots on Zhuang Yan's skin, which looked like corpse spots! Zhuang Yan's mouth was wide open. A head floated near him and fed the wind spirit grass into his mouth. If he was dragged under the water or the wind spirit grass crawled into his brain, he would be completely useless!
"Zhuang Yan! Hold on!"
The pain in his hands made Yue Ya more and more sober. He did not give up even though his hands were already immersed in water. There were too many evil spirits in the corpse pool. In this situation, Yue Ya had only one last choice - he used the new skills he obtained in the Sleeping Statue copy.
"God is calling!"
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