Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 268 Please, Senior Lu, step outside for a moment. (Third update!)

Danqiu Peak.

The crescent moon hangs high in the sky, its cool light spilling across thousands of miles.

Under the moonlight, the thousands of trees shimmered with layers of crimson, like long-dried bloodstains.

Suddenly, a cloud of calamity floated above the forest, obscuring an area and forcing back the moonlight, like a heavy curtain hanging low.

Inside the Wanshan Temple, Zheng Que, accompanied by his four ghost servants, hurried along in the darkness.

After a little effort, he returned to Heqi Hall, arrived at the door of his assigned room, and quickly knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the Crane Resting Hall was completely silent. The knocking sound was like a stone thrown into a pond, creating ripples.

After waiting for a while, there was no response from either inside or outside.

The person in the guest room had clearly fallen into a deep sleep.

Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately pushed the door open forcefully.

despair.

With a soft click, the seemingly locked door opened without any obstruction.

Zheng Que was not surprised by this situation. The room's doors and windows were tightly closed, and there was a living person inside. According to the rules of this place, ghosts could not enter. However, as a guest of this room, he could easily open the door from the outside.

He led four ghost servants and quickly entered the room, then closed the door behind him and bolted it shut.

After doing all this, Zheng Que glanced at the guest room. Everything inside was almost the same as when he left, except that Lu Maohong was sitting on the floor next to the chair, his head drooping on his chest, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

It was clear that he was originally sitting in a chair, but after falling asleep, he slid to the floor...

Once he was sure he hadn't gone to the wrong room, Zheng Que immediately opened the Soul-Nourishing Bag and took all four ghost servants inside. Then he walked over to Lu Maohong and quickly woke him up.

"Senior Lu, Senior Lu..."

Hearing the familiar voice in his ear, Lu Maohong was immediately awakened from his deep sleep.

"What's wrong?!"

Lu Maohong rolled over and stood up, asking with a serious expression.

Zheng Que dared not waste any time and quickly said, "Senior Lu, I have found a way to leave Wanshan Temple. I just need to ask you to go out for a while. I need to stay in the guest room by myself for a while."

"During this time, regardless of whether Senior Lu heard anything or not, you must not enter the house and disturb this junior!"

How can I find a way to leave Wanshan Temple?

Upon hearing this, Lu Maohong was slightly taken aback. After realizing what he meant, he immediately replied, "There are only two ways to leave Wanshan Temple."

"One option is to wait until daytime, and while remaining sober, to leave through the main gate."

"The other option is to go to the main hall to draw lots."

"Did you go to the main hall to draw a fortune stick?"

"Confused!"

"The time for drawing lots had already passed when you left the guest room."

"A fortune slip obtained under these circumstances carries a great risk!"

Seeing that Lu Maohong guessed the reason immediately, Zheng Que did not deny it and replied directly, "Yes!"

“Senior Lu, time is of the essence, and I don’t have time to explain too much. Please allow me to have this guest room.”

“Otherwise, if we both stay in the guest room, we'll both fall asleep and inevitably miss the time to leave.” Hearing this, Lu Maohong frowned. Shen Tu Jinghai and Yu Zhongyin haven't returned yet, so they must have both met with some misfortune.

Right now, he and Zheng Que have to be separated – one of them stays in the guest room while the other goes out!
Thinking of this, Lu Maohong nodded slowly and said immediately, "Okay, you can have the guest room. Be careful!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Bang!
With the sound of the door closing, Zheng Que was left alone in the guest room.

He immediately opened the Soul-Nourishing Bag and released the withered orchid.

Just as the "evil spirit" dressed in black and with a black umbrella appeared on the open ground nearby, Zheng Li immediately lay down on the bed, as if talking to himself, saying, "Ah! My eyes suddenly feel a little hard to open."

Is the evil monk unable to open his eyes?
Hey!

Another great opportunity to become an immortal!
Upon hearing this, Ku Lan was overjoyed. Without saying a word, she stepped forward, pressed down on Zheng Que's body, and with a tearing sound, ripped off all of Zheng Que's layers of clothing!

"Young master, don't open your eyes, I am Qing Li!"

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Wanshan Temple, Crane Rest Hall.

In the courtyard, Lu Maohong stood alone against the wind. Looking up, he saw dense dark clouds overhead, blocking the moonlight and making the entire Taoist temple seem to be immersed in dark, deep water, making it exceptionally cold and secluded. His expression grew increasingly solemn.

Going to the main hall of Wanshan Temple to draw lots is such a risky thing that even a seasoned veteran like him wouldn't dare to do it!

Not to mention, it was done after the auspicious time for drawing lots.

Zheng Que took a really big risk this time!

I hope nothing bad happens. Right now, it's best for me to stay outside and keep watch...

Just as he was pondering, he suddenly noticed something. Looking up, he saw eight ghosts dressed in brightly colored robes, with silk flowers in their hair, and dressed in a bizarre and incongruous manner, rushing in!

Before the eight ghostly creatures even got close, a dense aura of yin energy swept over them, making the already dim courtyard almost pitch black and causing the temperature to drop sharply.

Lu Maohong, who was originally immune to heat and cold, couldn't help but shiver, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.

This is……

Eight-Headed [Scissors Prison]!
Lu Maohong's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to find a place to hide, he saw that the eight ghosts didn't even glance at him, but swept past him and rushed into an empty guest room not far away.

Ping Pong Pong...

After a loud commotion, the eight ghosts filed out of the empty room. Unlike when they went in empty-handed, when they came out, the ghost at the front carried an intricately carved and exquisitely crafted dressing table; the second ghost carried four embroidered stools; the third ghost carried a pile of bed curtains and quilts; and the fourth and fifth ghosts together carried a canopy bed...

These eight [Scissors Prison] ghosts rushed over aggressively, clearly there to move things. They even took the door of the empty room, dismantling all the lattice doors and carrying them away.

Lu Maohong stood to the side, staring in disbelief at the scene. He quickly realized that another equally powerful foreign ghost was attacking Wanshan Temple!

Under normal circumstances, Wanshan Temple is closed at night, so the living people inside cannot leave.

However, some particularly powerful or uniquely powerful ghosts are able to forcibly break these rules!

Now, if he follows these eight [Scissors Prisoners], he might be able to leave Wanshan Temple...

However, the moment this thought crossed his mind, Lu Maohong suddenly stepped forward uncontrollably, blocking the path of the eight ghosts as they left.

Lu Maohong felt a chill rise rapidly up his tailbone; he had been bewitched!
No, this is a common occurrence at Wanshan Temple. The key point is that this time, he did not lose his memory, but rather seemed to have temporarily lost control of his body. As an observer, he felt his mouth opening and closing uncontrollably, uttering the words: "Our temple has always accumulated virtue and done good deeds. All our possessions are donated by believers and are never lent out."

"Dear believers, please put down your belongings and leave this temple immediately!"

(End of this chapter)