Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 48 Temple
After the wind and snow subsided, the two of them headed towards Nanshan Temple.

"The smell, him." Dabao suddenly found a piece of bloodstained cloth from the gravel on the side of the road and pointed at Guo Ming.

Guo Ming's eyes widened. He recognized the piece of cloth and it belonged to his servant.

When Chu Danqing saw his expression, he also got the other party's confirmation.

As the servant struggled as he was dragged away, pieces of clothing became caught on the gravel.

There were still some traces around. Chu Danqing looked at Dabao and asked, "Can we catch up?"

If you can follow the traces to find the tiger, there is no need to go to Nanshan Temple.

Dabao didn't answer. He nimbly climbed up the tree to look out. After about two minutes, he came down, shook his head and said, "No, the wind and snow have blocked it."

If there hadn't been the previous snowstorm, the few remaining traces might still be traceable.

Now it is all white.

"Alas, it's fate." Guo Ming sighed. He and Qie Jihu really had a lot of new and old grudges added together.

"My condolences." Chu Danqing said comfortingly: "Let's go to Nanshan Temple first. It's not far away."

Guo Ming could only nod and go up the mountain with Dabao's support.

The two arrived at the gate of the temple and saw that the gate was closed and the surroundings were very quiet.

Chu Danqing shouted for nearly five minutes before he heard the monk's response.

"Nanshan Temple is closed and will reopen in the spring of next year. Please go back, donor." A monk's voice came from behind the door.

With such heavy snow and the disaster, the temple naturally did not dare to open its doors.

If you encounter disaster victims who are so hungry that their eyes are red, it will cause incalculable losses.

When people are hungry, they can do anything.

"One of my companions unfortunately fell and was injured while climbing the mountain. As a compassionate monk, please help." Chu Danqing did not lie. Guo Ming really needed treatment.

"There are not many medicines in this temple. It would be better for us to go down the mountain quickly and find a good doctor in the city." The monk behind the door hesitated for a moment and still refused to open the door.

This made Guo Ming's face darken. He was already in a bad mood due to many reasons, and now he heard these words.

Normally, the temple is worshipped by the people, but now, not only is it unwilling to lend a helping hand, but they are even unwilling to open the temple door.

"We are not bad people, we are just tourists who come here to enjoy the snow." Chu Danqing took out a silver ingot from his pocket and threw it over: "This is for the medicine."

He was not short of money. After all, it was the Lu family who provided him with funds, and they gave him a generous settlement allowance when he moved in.

The silver fell to the ground, and Chu Danqing heard the sound of a monk behind the door picking up the silver.

"Please wait a moment, benefactor. I will go ask the abbot." After saying this, the monk behind the door ran away.

"Even to enter a temple you need money to clear the way, huh." Guo Ming said dissatisfiedly.

Chu Danqing was accustomed to this. It was nothing. He had seen great monks turn their own temples into listed companies.

It's great if you're willing to do things for money.

Soon, footsteps were heard again, and the temple gate was slowly opened.

A tall and thin monk in cotton clothes pushed open the temple door with great effort.

"Donor, please come in." The monk said to the three of them after opening the passage for passage.

After the three people came in, the monk took them to the dormitory, checked Guo Ming's injuries, and applied medicine for him.

"It's getting late today. You two donors should take a rest for a while. It won't be too late to go down the mountain when the weather is clear tomorrow." The monk packed up the medicine and prepared to leave.

Chu Danqing spoke first: "I see there are usually many monks in the temple, why is it so deserted today?"

The monk's eyes flickered when asked this question, and he immediately said, "Yangxian County was suddenly struck by a disaster, and the temple couldn't support so many people." "So they sent many people down the mountain, which is why it seems so deserted."

The reason was very appropriate, but Chu Danqing didn't believe it.

The other party's demeanor of lying was too obvious.

However, he did not expose the truth immediately. Instead, he acted as if he believed it: "Life is so difficult. Even the Nanshan Temple, which is usually so popular, cannot withstand this disaster."

"Yes," the monk replied, and then asked, "Would you two like to have some vegetarian food?"

"No need, we have our own." Chu Danqing refused directly.

He could see the greed in the eyes of the tall and thin monk, and he would probably have to pay money if he agreed.

Chu Danqing gave it once, it’s impossible for him to give it a second time.

After being rejected, disappointment appeared in the monk's eyes and his attitude changed, becoming much colder.

He casually apologized and left with his things.

"When I came here, Nanshan Temple was not so materialistic and greedy." Guo Ming wanted to curse, but he couldn't say anything too harsh on someone else's territory.

"Tell me, is it possible that the evil beast is hiding in this Nanshan Temple?" Chu Danqing did not respond to Guo Ming's explanation, but expressed his own guess.

Guo Ming was stunned by Chu Danqing's erratic words. He couldn't understand the logic behind Chu Danqing's words.

"That's unlikely. If that evil beast is really in this Nanshan Temple, how could there be any living people?" Guo Ming didn't quite believe it. How could the Kuangjihu leave the meat in front of him and not eat it?

As for saying it is a ghost, that is possible, but it doesn't seem like it.

"How is that impossible?" Chu Danqing said slowly, "And there are indeed no living people left."

"What you and I have seen are all ghosts."

This has been confirmed by Dabao.

When the monk was applying medicine to Guo Ming, Dabao secretly whispered to Chu Danqing that the monk smelled as bad as a corpse.

Chu Danqing guessed that it might be a ghost using the body to control the corpse.

"Have we entered the lair of this evil beast?" Guo Ming couldn't help but be shocked.

He knew that Chu Danqing was an extraordinary man, but two fists could not beat four hands.

It was unknown how many people the Hu had eaten, and the number of ghosts he had gathered was more than thirty or fifty.

"That's right, that's why we have to go and find out the truth about this evil beast." Chu Danqing narrowed his eyes: "The abbot that the monk mentioned must be Wangjihu."

"Since it didn't attack immediately, perhaps it just ate your servant and isn't hungry right now, so it's saving you and me as food for when it's hungry again."

"It's a good opportunity to find a way to break the impasse." Chu Danqing was not panicked at all.

The number of minions is nothing. With their attributes, Chu Danqing is not afraid of being besieged even with his bare hands.

On the contrary, since it is Wang Jihu who can control so many minions, we have to take some risks to find out the truth.

Guo Ming swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue to leave and seek help from the government.

He thought he was trapped in a jar and might not even be able to leave, let alone call for help.

"How confident are you, Brother Chu?" Guo Ming asked hesitantly.

"Even if we can't defeat this Qiangjihu, it won't be difficult to take you and me away from Nanshan Temple." Chu Danqing still had some confidence.

Dabao's body shape is not for nothing.

(End of this chapter)