Chapter 118: Grand Master of Xuan Mountain Temple! 3
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Yue Yuluo made her figure invisible, transforming into a wisp of Yin wind and entering room 405 next door.
Soon.
She came out, shook her head, and entered two other rooms.
“There’s no one… But their luggage is still in the rooms, they probably haven’t checked out yet.” Yue Yuluo said: “By the way, my husband, in the room 405 next door, there is a Buddha statue being worshiped, it felt somewhat unusual, you should check it out.”
Xu Yang entered room 405, and saw a “Buddha statue” about a foot tall on the coffee table.
The reason for putting “Buddha statue” in quotes is because it looks too ferocious, unlike a real Buddha statue.
The face of the Buddha statue was kind, a bald model, with a right hand single handedly erect in front of the chest, and a left hand holding a Zen staff. At the top of the staff, several skull heads were embedded… In addition to this, the Buddhist beads around the statue’s neck were also shaped like skull heads.
At a glance, the Buddha statue gave off a gloomy and eerie sense.
A candle was burning in front of the statue, Xu Yang sniffed and immediately said, “This is a corpse oil candle.”
Just then.
From outside, a rustle of footsteps was heard.
Someone exclaimed, “Hey… Why is the room door open?”
“Not good…”
“Someone came in!”
The next moment, two figures appeared at the doorway of room 405.
Swish!
Before the two reacted, Yun Mengxi made her move. In an instant, she appeared in front of one of them, her fingernails lengthened with a clang, and she clawed at the man’s throat!
Hum!
A gray mist emerged from the man’s neck.
However, under Yun Mengxi’s sharp claws, the gray mist was easily torn apart like tofu!
“Mengxi!”
“Leave one alive!”
Xu Yang quickly spoke, Yun Mengxi’s sharp claw stopped above the heavenly spirit cover of the other person.
There was a flash of fear in the man’s eyes, but it was quickly covered by the surging mist, he became extremely manic, raising his hand and throwing a punch at Yun Mengxi.
Yun Mengxi sneered, stretched out her hand for a light catch, and broke his arm.
Afterwards…
Crack crack!
She kicked and broke the man’s legs, tossing him at Xu Yang’s feet like a dead dog, cursing, “Why leave a live one… I can swallow his soul and refine his memory, isn’t that enough?”
Xu Yang shook his head, and said, “You try summoning his soul first.”
Yun Mengxi dragged the corpse into the room, performed a secret method, but failed to summon even a hair, she wondered, “What’s going on? Does this guy have no soul?”
Xu Yang squatted down, looked at the man whose legs and an arm were broken by Yun Mengxi, and asked, “Where did your other people go? Where is Zhang San? Where did the female ghost you caught go?”
The man had his legs and an arm broken, but he seemed to feel no pain. Like a beast on the verge of death, his eyes flashed with madness and fierceness, and he laughed grimly, “Our boss took the others and have already gone to Xuan Mountain Temple to meet the Grand Master…”
“With that female ghost as a sacrifice, and her burial objects to reconstruct the Grand Master’s golden body… the Grand Master will soon reappear in the world!”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
He laughed crazily, chanting strange spells, and said, “You can’t kill us… Our souls will enter the embrace of the Grand Master. When the Grand Master reappears in the world, he will resurrect us!”
Saying this.
Crack!
He bit off his own tongue!
Xu Yang: “…”
He sneered, “Fool, huh? You’re copying the people in TV shows by biting your own tongue to commit suicide? Don’t you know that biting off your tongue can’t kill you instantly, at most it would make you bleed out?”
PS: The second update is here. In reality, indeed you can’t die instantly by biting your tongue, even there are many cases where it has been stitched back on.