Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 230

The atmosphere in the temple fell into a chill, as if everyone was frozen. After a while, everyone began to thaw.

Yin Meng: "This kind of mythical figure actually exists?"

Tan Wenbin: "Mengmeng, it's normal for others to say this, don't you think it's weird for you to express this kind of emotion?"

Yin Meng: "When I was a kid, I read about the deeds of my ancestors as fairy tales. Besides, I have never seen my ancestors. If it weren't for Brother Xiaoyuan, my grandfather wouldn't have been able to enter the Yin family's ancestral tomb."

Tan Wenbin: "Didn't you see me in your dream last time? Your ancestors even urged you to go back and burn paper. It seems like they really miss you."

Yin Meng rolled her eyes at Tan Wenbin, then she smiled.

Runsheng took off his bloodstained clothes and changed into clean ones.

All the sea water outside flowed into the canyon. He was too lazy to run back across the bridge to take a shower, so he just made do with it for the time being.

Tan Wenbin: "Why don't you pour some drinking water, wet a towel and wipe your body. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to be stuck to it?"

Runsheng: "Forget it, there will be more blood next."

Tan Wenbin picked up the bloody shirt that Runsheng had taken off, touched it and weighed it: "Why does it feel like there isn't as much blood as it looks?"

Runsheng: "At first, more blood flowed, but later the blood that flowed out of the valve was absorbed into my body through the valve."

Tan Wenbin swallowed his saliva and said, "You gave yourself a blood transfusion, Runsheng, are you still a human being?"

Runsheng raised his arm and sniffed. Just now when the fight was in full swing, he smelled a strong evil spirit on himself, very similar to the smell of death, but purer than the smell of death he usually saw.

Xiaoyuan had helped me suppress the seal at home, but just now, the seal seemed to have been broken by me, but now I can't smell it anymore.

Lin Shuyou took a long time to thaw, and murmured:
"So, it wasn't me who inspired the boy, but he overcame his fear and decided to take action?"

Tan Wenbin: "Without you, Tongzi would not have the courage or motivation to overcome this fear. He knows what he is doing. He took action, proving that he has decided to stand on the side. Isn't it all for your sake?"

Lin Shuyou: "Thank you, Brother Bin."

Yin Meng: "Tan Wenbin, your body is chilly, but the air coming out of your mouth is warm."

Tan Wenbin: "Don't mention it. I really plan to install an air conditioner for Uncle Li's house in the summer."

Yin Meng: "How many units?"

Tan Wenbin: "One is enough. Put it in the living room on the first floor. In the summer, when the air conditioner is turned on, everyone can sleep on the floor with mats or coffins."

Lin Shuyou: "We have to change the circuit in Uncle Li's house first, otherwise it will easily trip."

Li Zhuiyuan stood quietly by the side, not disturbing his companions who were relieving themselves.

Soon, the discussion about air conditioning was over, and everyone deliberately put on a relaxed and leisurely smile on their faces.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced over and seemed to see four "new patients".

"Clean up this place, Brother Runsheng, and set up a sacrifice."

"okay."

Runsheng set out the foldable altar table, and the offerings were all in the grooves, ready to eat as soon as the lid was opened.

Li Zhuiyuan was responsible for burning paper, while his companions took turns to burn incense.

The life records on the stone tablet should not be false. In the era in which these people lived, they all fought to eliminate demons and defend justice, and they deserve respect.

The boy felt that since he had made puppets out of their remains, he should give an explanation.

Although there was nothing wrong with what he did, the Gatekeeper was obviously bewitched and controlled, and the main conflict just now must have been to resolve Him, but if conditions permitted, Li Zhuiyuan was still used to finishing it off.

There was no time to wait for the incense in the incense burner to burn out. After the sacrifice was over, Runsheng pulled out all the incense and ate them with compressed biscuits.

The corpses in the eight stone statues were carefully rearranged by Tan Wenbin, Lin Shuyou and others.

The corpse made into a puppet will become very thin and brittle, and will break into pieces with just a little force.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Lin Shuyou: "Here, what is submerged should be a historical inheritance similar to the official general's head."

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Xiaoyuan, are you from the same lineage as us?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "The form has changed greatly, but the essence is the same."

After all, they all use the same set of techniques.

Lin Shuyou nodded. He now understood why the boy had "escaped" before. In the boy's view, he must have killed a colleague from the distant past with his own hands.

With this thought in mind, Lin Shuyou looked at the red mark on the back of his hand again.

Li Zhuiyuan: "The lineage of the Gatekeeper True Lord should focus on body training. When we return, I will help you study the inheritance he left behind."

Because the gatekeeper who didn't get the weapon at the beginning never used any serious magic from beginning to end, even when the boy's trident was broken, he still knew to continue to condense it with magic.

Tan Wenbin: "Ahyou, why don't you also put on a set of wings? We don't want black ones, we want pure white ones with more feathers. When one of us gets married in the future, you will be responsible for holding the little heart-shaped bow and arrow and flying around the wedding venue a few times."

Lin Shuyou: "I'm fine."

The main thing is the defensive power of the wings, which is really amazing. If he can get it, Lin Shuyou is willing to pay the price.

Li Zhuiyuan: "There is no need to follow the trend and get wings. You should temper and improve your physique now, which is the right way to go."

The most important thing is that the material for making wings is hard to find. The originally hard wing bones were quickly melted after the death of the Gatekeeper. This material seems to have some kind of spirituality.

Li Zhuiyuan: "However, there are still some things left here, you can take them."

The young man climbed onto the altar, first dismantled the formation he had set up, and then tore open the seals on the two stone pillars.

"Brother Runsheng."

"coming!"

Runsheng understood, jumped onto the altar, raised the shovel and smashed it down.

“Bang!” “Bang.”

There are two stone pillars, one of which contains a mace, and the other also contains a mace.

Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "Why does He need to store each set of things separately?"

Li Zhuiyuan grabbed a mace, which was not as heavy as he had imagined and seemed to be hollow in the middle. The boy threw the mace to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin reached out to catch it: "It's so light, will it hurt if it hits someone?"

As he said that, Tan Wenbin took the mace and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Boom!"

Only a tiny, barely detectable white mark is left.

"This won't work, is there a hidden trick?" Tan Wenbin turned the mace in his hand over and over again, "Eh, I can't see any tricks, it feels worse than a brick when I hit someone."

Li Zhuiyuan also threw the second mace to Tan Wenbin, who grabbed it with his other hand.

In an instant, Tan Wenbin was forced to raise his hands sideways because a strong repulsive force appeared between the two maces.

"Fuck, how do I use this thing?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, turn your wrist."

Tan Wenbin turned his wrist, and the repulsive force turned into suction, and the two maces were quickly sucked together. Fortunately, Tan Wenbin let go quickly, otherwise his arm would have been injured by them.

"That's too exaggerated. Even magnets don't have such a strong effect, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, pick it up."

Lin Shuyou bent down, picked up the two maces, adjusted them for a few times, turned his wrist, separated them, and tried to dance a few more times. At first, the movements were a bit awkward and slow, but gradually accelerated.

Finally, the two maces were crossed, using their repulsive and adsorption forces to smash onto the ground.

"boom!"

A dent was created before Lin Shuyou could fully exert his strength to swing.

Ah You said excitedly: "Good stuff, Brother Xiaoyuan, this is really good stuff."

Tan Wenbin looked at the white marks he had made, then looked at the pit Ah You had made, and nodded, "Is this a talent for martial arts?"

Lin Shuyou: "Brother Bin, I can teach you."

Tan Wenbin: "No, no, you can't be taught. You could dodge bullets even before you were possessed."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, I'll give you these two maces. It just so happens that your trident is broken."

When Lin Shuyou heard this, he was delighted at first, then he looked at Runsheng: "But I think Runsheng's strength can be better with this."

Runsheng shook his head and refused: "It takes a lot of brainpower to use this."

Yin Meng stepped into the pit and said, "Thanks to Brother Xiaoyuan for sealing the maces in time. If that gatekeeper had held these things and combined them with his power..."

Runsheng: "I will be crushed to death."

Yin Meng: "With Brother Xiaoyuan here, you won't be crushed to death."

Runsheng: "Then I will lose something very precious."

Yin Meng: "What."

Runsheng: “You don’t understand.”

Yin Meng: "Oh, forget it if you don't want to talk about it."

Runsheng: "Because I don't understand either."

On the altar, Li Zhuiyuan turned around and faced the cloud wall.

Previously, the gatekeeper was hung on the wall, and there were auspicious clouds, sun and moon arranged around it to create an atmosphere.

After watching for a while, Li Zhuiyuan took a step back, condensed a formation flag in the palm of his right hand, and waved it gently.

"Click..."

The cloud wall parted to the sides, revealing a path leading inward.

The rest of the people put away the smiles on their faces, packed up their things, and walked inside.

This is a complex of buildings, not a series of temples. What the Gatekeeper is guarding is really just a temple gate.

After entering the temple, there was an open space outside and the ground was covered with hair-like grass. At first glance, it looked like there were countless human heads with thick hair buried underneath.

Yin Meng: "This is soul-resting grass."

As she spoke, she bent down, cut a handful with a dagger, hesitated for a moment, cut another handful, rolled them up like pigtails, and stuffed them into her backpack.

Tan Wenbin: "Very precious?"

Yin Meng: "This kind of grass usually grows in mass graves."

Tan Wenbin: “That’s not too surprising.”

Yin Meng: "Even if there is a mass grave, it can only grow one at most."

Tan Wenbin: "There's still some space in my bag. I'll cut some more for you."

Tan Wenbin did what he said. He actually bent down and cut off some hair. It felt greasy. Not only was his hair "thick", but it was also "oily".

Tan Wenbin: "You say, if we cut more and sell them to wig makers, wouldn't we get rich?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Wei Zhengdao mentioned in Jianghu Zhiguai Lu that a straw hat can be woven with this grass in a special way. When worn, it can open the Yin and see evil, which is a state of 'false Yin walking'."

After hearing this, Yin Meng immediately squatted down and started mowing the grass again. In the entire team, only Runsheng didn't know how to do the Yin move.

After she finished cutting, everyone continued to move forward.

As we walked, another temple appeared in front of us.

Yin Meng: "Can you take a detour?"

Tan Wenbin: "Not really. The layout here is like a mosquito coil. It seems that there is a large gap between each two circles, and the space is very wide, but if you want to enter the next circle, you must pass through a fixed node."

Yin Meng: "If we don't follow the rules, will there be formation restrictions?"

Tan Wenbin: "My level is not good enough, I can't see any traces of the formation."

Li Zhuiyuan: "There is no formation, but if you don't follow the rules, it's easy to enter the 'vortex', just like when we came in."

Yin Meng: "That's not as good as the formation, at least you can feel it for real."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at everyone and asked, "Are you ready?"

"All right."

"All right."

"Let's go into the temple."

Before entering this temple, everyone thought that they would encounter the same situation as before at the temple gate, but after entering, they found that this was not the case.

It can be clearly seen that this should also be a temple of a true deity, but the altar in the center is empty, and the stone elephants on both sides have all been smashed to pieces.

This temple is almost empty.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Check to see if there is any inscription."

Everyone climbed to the two sides of the platform and searched among the stones. Lin Shuyou was the first to lift up a corner of the inscription and read: "Ciren Zhenjun, Chen Huaiyue, was born in..."

Tan Wenbin: "Then this Ciren Zhenjun should be the owner of this temple, and the Chen family is also the medium family of his lineage."

Lin Shuyou: "According to what Brother Xiaoyuan told us on the road just now, this should be the case."

Tan Wenbin: "Ciren Zhenjun is worthy of his name. He doesn't even guard his own temple and just lets us go. How kind of him."

Yin Meng: "Why was this place vandalized, but the Gatekeeper Zhenjun Temple is generally normal?"

Lin Shuyou: "The Gatekeeper has been bewitched and controlled."

Yin Meng: “Oh, yes.”

Tan Wenbin: "Perhaps the fortress was breached from the inside, so the one guarding the gate was able to escape."

Li Zhuiyuan agreed with Tan Wenbin's opinion.

The Gatekeeper must have guessed something before he died. His words, “I didn’t guard the door well”, might not be a statement, but a sigh with deep meaning.

There are black waves painted on the altar wall of the Ciren Zhenjun Temple. There should have been a three-dimensional boat hanging on the wall to hold up the statue of Ciren Zhenjun, but now the broken hull has long been scattered on the altar.

Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou each looked for stone pillars on both sides of the altar, but unfortunately, they couldn't find any.

Lin Shuyou: "Truthless Master Ciren has no habit of hiding weapons."

Tan Wenbin: "I suspect he went out to fight with weapons."

"Click..."

The young man on the altar has opened the passage to the next circle.

Everyone looked back at the dilapidated temple and followed him out.

In the next circle, three Zhenjun Temples appeared side by side.

The temples here all have one thing in common, that is, before you walk in, it is always pitch black when you stand outside and cannot be explored.

Li Zhuiyuan stopped and said, "Choose one from three."

It would be best if we could choose the previous Temple of True Lord Ciren and pass through it without any injuries.

Tan Wenbin stretched out his finger and muttered while choosing: "A little sesame oil rape blossoms... the first one!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then the first one."

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, don't be like this. I can't bear such a big responsibility."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The temples here cannot be calculated or analyzed."

Tan Wenbin: "Then let Mengmeng choose one?"

Li Zhuiyuan said nothing and took the initiative to step in. Runsheng quickened his pace and walked in front of the boy. The situation in this temple was even more chaotic than that of the Ciren Zhenjun Temple. All the accompanying stone statues were turned into powder, and there was not a single intact floor tile. A very intense battle must have broken out here, resulting in not even a stone tablet with words on it being found.

Li Zhuiyuan stood in front of the cloud wall, hesitated for a moment, and chose not to open it.

Tan Wenbin took the initiative to suggest, "Brother Xiaoyuan, why don't we withdraw now and explore the other two Zhenjun Temples? I think the situation is likely to be similar to this one, and we don't want to miss any possible clues."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded: "Well, let's take some risks."

Everyone retreated and headed for the second Zhenjun Temple, still entering in a defensive formation. However, the damage here was worse than the first one, as if it had been burned. It was completely dark and there was no information to be found.

I exited the second room and went to the third room. The condition in the third room was similar to the first one.

Tan Wenbin: "There are five Zhenjun temples. Except for the Zhenjun guarding the gate, the other four temples are empty. Could it be that they are all dead?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "According to the layout, there should be twelve true gods here, plus a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva temple."

Everyone knows that the real secret must be hidden in the deepest part, that is, the Temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which should be the key location of this wave.

Li Zhuiyuan opened the cloud wall.

This time, the boy did not rush inside, because a one-meter-high river of blood appeared in front of him.

It is called a river because it is flowing. Although the cloud wall was opened, the blood river outside did not flow in here, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking it.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his hand, grabbed some from outside, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

It's blood, yes.

Li Zhuiyuan climbed onto Runsheng's back, and Runsheng was the first to wade in, followed by the others.

This area was completely filled with blood.

Tan Wenbin: "Runsheng, you were right not to wipe your body."

Runsheng: "Let's wipe it together later."

Yin Meng: "How can you make as much money selling wigs as selling blood plasma?"

Tan Wenbin: "I don't know how many blood types are mixed together. How can I sell it?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Just one blood type."

Tan Wenbin was just wondering why Brother Xiaoyuan would join him and the others in their play, but when he looked up, he saw a Buddha head standing in the blood in front of him.

Blood flowed out from the eyes of the Buddha's head and poured into here. It could be said that the real Buddha was crying blood.

Tan Wenbin: "Is this the head of the big Buddha statue we saw when we came in?"

When everyone came in by boat earlier, they almost bumped into a headless Buddha statue.

Li Zhuiyuan: “Yes.”

Tan Wenbin: "Why is it here?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Go in and ask."

Tan Wenbin: “Hmm?”

Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Binbin, there is someone inside the Buddha's head."

The boy heard something other than the sound of blood flowing, which was the murmur of people.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't hear clearly what was said specifically, which meant that the other party was not a human and its voice was not transmitted in a normal way, otherwise he would have been able to catch it with his hearing ability.

"Then I have to go say hello."

Tan Wenbin waded forward amidst the blood.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Ayou, you stay with me and protect me."

"understand!"

Tan Wenbin climbed onto the Buddha's head. The two Buddha's eyes were like two waterfalls, and it was impossible to get in through there. Finally, he had to stick his head into the nostrils of the Buddha's head.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyou also followed Brother Bin's example and put his body into the other nostril.

Now, the nose is stuffy.

It wasn't dark inside, something was glowing, shimmering, and flashing blood.

Tan Wenbin turned his head to check, and finally saw a shadow curled up in the corner. There was a rustling sound coming from there, as if the shadow was talking to itself.

“Bodhisattva is not a Bodhisattva…Bodhisattva is ... not a Bodhisattva…”

Tan Wenbin: "Brother, would you like to smoke a cigarette?"

The sound stopped and the man turned around, revealing his face.

Seeing its appearance, Tan Wenbin swallowed subconsciously. The man's face was dynamic, and blood was constantly rolling, like ice cream melting in the summer.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother, if you have any troubles, tell me."

Lin Shuyou was a little surprised. Could communication be so simple?

"Crash..."

The man walked over, or rather flowed over, and came to Tan Wenbin, standing in the pool of blood, and said:
"Bodhisattva is not a Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva is not a Bodhisattva!"

Tan Wenbin: "Who is the Bodhisattva?"

"Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva!"

Lin Shuyou frowned. Why did he just keep repeating the same thing over and over again?
Tan Wenbin suddenly said, "Wow, the Bodhisattva is right behind you!"

The man immediately turned around, knelt down facing behind him, and clasped his hands together:

"Ah! Bodhisattva, I am guilty! Bodhisattva, I am guilty!"

Tan Wenbin asked in a deep voice: "What crime have you committed?"

“I didn’t know he wasn’t a Bodhisattva, otherwise I would never have helped him suppress the Merit Field!
Bodhisattva, please calm down, Bodhisattva, please forgive my sins. I was wrong about him, and he was the one who deceived me!
He deceived everyone here for a long, long time!"

Lin Shuyou took a deep breath. Does this mean that someone is pretending to be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva here?
Then isn’t it wrong what Brother Xiaoyuan said, that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is right here?
No, how could Brother Xiaoyuan be wrong?

Tan Wenbin: "Then do you plead guilty and are willing to accept the punishment?"

"I plead guilty, I plead guilty. I am willing to accept the Bodhisattva's punishment here!"

Lin Shuyou frowned. This sentence seemed to mention the Bodhisattva again. Was it the Bodhisattva who made it suffer punishment here?

Tan Wenbin: "Has the person who pretended to be me pleaded guilty?"

"He, he, he..." The man suddenly paused, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly shouted, "He's about to come out, he's about to come out!!!"

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the man's body exploded and turned into blood. The level of the blood in the Buddha's head suddenly increased and gushed out wildly.

Two eyes were not enough, this time it rolled out directly from the ears, nose and mouth.

Lin Shuyou had been on guard against accidents, but he never expected that the accident would unfold in this way.

He and Tan Wenbin were sprayed out of the nostrils of the Buddha's head like blowing snot.

The only thing Lin Shuyou could do was to pick up Brother Bin as soon as he fell.

But as soon as he lifted it up, Brother Bin broke free from his hand and shouted at him, "Touch it!"

Then he went down again.

Lin Shuyou didn't know what Brother Bin was doing down there, so he followed suit and sank down as well, groping around with his hands.

As a result, he really touched something the size of an egg, which floated to the surface of the water. He wiped the blood off it, revealing the pure white inside.

Brother Bin was holding a pile of these big white beads in his arms.

The two of them immediately waded back through the blood.

Tan Wenbin repeated the conversation, took out a white bead and handed it to Brother Xiaoyuan, asking, "Brother Xiaoyuan, what is this?"

Li Zhuiyuan took it, rubbed it with his fingertips and said, "Relic."

"Relics?" Tan Wenbin lowered his head and looked at the relics in his arms. "How serious is this master's kidney stone that he burned out so many relics?"

"It should be the relics of a group of high-ranking monks."

"group?"

"They are arranged inside the Buddha's head, with the Buddha statue standing outside, serving as the cornerstone of the legislative field. It's a great feat."

It is difficult to find a truly enlightened monk in the world. Those who can burn relics of this quality are not those who burn them after death, but those who "pass away on their own initiative" with a sincere heart.

But think about it, if that person can use the guise of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it will be enough to make the monks voluntarily offer sacrifices and regard it as the supreme honor.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan, shall we take all these relics back with us?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "What you saw inside the Buddha's head earlier was the collective souls of those great monks expressed through the blood. As for these relics, they have long lost their spirituality in the blood, and are now just ordinary stones."

Runsheng reached out and took a relic, took a bite, chewed it a few times, and then spit it out.

Tan Wenbin shrugged and threw away all the relics he had just picked up. Even Runsheng couldn't eat them. It seemed that they were really worthless.

After bypassing the Buddha's head, everyone continued to move forward through the blood.

Ahead, the Zhenjun Temple appeared again, this time, it was a.

Moreover, a small whirlpool appeared in the blood water in front of the temple.

The whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger. The blood here was only one meter deep, but when viewed from the side, it seemed terrifyingly deep.

"Ta...ta...ta..."

A figure slowly walked out from the depths of the bloody vortex.

He was hunchbacked and covered with thick hair. He had the form of a human, but also looked like a monkey.

When he reached the steps of the temple, he turned around, faced everyone, and his eyes met with Li Zhuiyuan on Runsheng's back.

"Haha, the gatekeeper boy really couldn't stop you."

Li Zhuiyuan looked at him and said nothing.

The other party turned his head slightly and said, "Why, didn't you recognize who I am?"

Of course Li Zhuiyuan recognized who the other person was. This was the guy who had planned on joining his team on the island, but ended up losing both his wife and his army.

It seems that he is also a true master here.

"Come on, come into my temple and have a cup of tea."

After saying this, he walked into the temple and disappeared.

Only this road continues to go inward, and the other party is obviously not afraid that they will not go in.

"go in."

Everyone silently formed a formation and walked into the temple.

As soon as we came in, we were shocked by the exquisite furnishings and the layout full of ancient charm.

The main reason is that along the way, except for the gatekeeper temple which was relatively well preserved, the other temples of the Zhenjun were almost in ruins, while this place was almost perfectly preserved.

And in terms of style, the Temple of Guardian God cannot be compared with this place at all.

However, there are no accompanying stone statues on both sides of this temple, and there are no depressions or reserved spaces.

On the altar, there are paintings of mountains, forests and orchards, as ethereal as a fairyland, but there is no statue of the True Lord.

"Don't worry, my real body is not here. Hehe, except for the gatekeeper boy, the real bodies of all of us are not in our respective temples. They are all in the innermost part."

Li Zhuiyuan got off Runsheng's back, and the blood did not flow into the temple.

"Tea?" the other party invited.

"No." Li Zhuiyuan refused.

The other party was not angry, but said calmly: "The three people on the island before were just the stuff I brought out a few decades ago, they are nothing.

It's the gatekeeper boy. He's just like that, a fool.

If it weren't for the fact that he was working so hard as a gatekeeper, and there was a vacancy among the twelve True Lords, they would have let him fill the vacancy."

Li Zhuiyuan said nothing.

"Why, do you think I'm deliberately trying to scare you or bluff you?" The other person pointed at Lin Shuyou, "This kid should know best how terrifying the power of the Yin God is, and I am the Yin God he needs to worship."

Li Zhuiyuan said, "You said that the Gatekeeper is just a fake."

"Yes."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then who are you?"

The other person's eyes became fierce, his body hair stood up, his lips moved up and down, and his teeth rubbed against each other.

Li Zhuiyuan continued, "The Gatekeeper True Lord has stone statues and his successors on both sides, but you don't even need that."

"Oh, that's because I don't like those mediums."

"That's because you are not a human, but an animal. You can't give birth to a bunch of monkeys to be your mediums, right?"

"what!!"

Upon hearing this, the other party suddenly jumped onto the altar, stared at Li Zhuiyuan, and scratched his body frantically with his hands.

"You said the gatekeeper boy was here to make up the numbers. I think the one who really makes up the numbers should be your pet."

"Hahaha..." The other party laughed sinisterly, "What good will it do you to anger me?"

"I will be happy."

"I am the True Lord Liyuan, a disciple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

“Oh, which Bodhisattva?”

“If one practices the actions of a bodhisattva, he will naturally be a true bodhisattva in the world!
No matter how others see me, in my heart, he is the supreme being. Without his guidance and instruction, there would be no me today."

"So you betrayed him?"

Li Yuan Zhenjun clenched his fists and shouted, "Who told you that? The gatekeeper boy has no idea what happened in there!"

Li Zhuiyuan pointed around and said, "All the other Zhenjun temples were destroyed, but yours is intact. Doesn't that mean you didn't put up any resistance at all, and even helped lead the way?"

Li Yuan Zhenjun grinned and said, "Haha, who told him to be so bold that he actually dared to pretend to be a Bodhisattva? What a huge sin this is! Not only did he go crazy himself, he also hid it from all of us and tricked us into going crazy together!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You really have a monkey face, you change at any time."

Li Yuan Zhenjun: "If I put you in my position, you would make the same choice as I did."

Li Zhuiyuan: "So you regret it now? You betrayed him and you are trapped here forever."

Li Yuan Zhenjun: "As you can see, I have greater freedom than other Zhenjuns."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let me guess. He is deliberately showing mercy to you, right?"

Li Yuan Zhenjun sighed: "Yes, he knew that I had no choice but to betray him, so he forgave me. Although he imprisoned my body in the main temple like them, he still allowed my consciousness to be free."

"You really think so?"

"What else? After all, there is a deep bond between him and me. You know, he brought me up personally."

"I do not think so."

"Oh?"

"Because only when you are conscious can you feel the pain of being in prison."

(End of this chapter)