For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

During these five days, Luo Feng was not idle.

Master Putaoun had arranged for him to undergo a five-day fasting retreat, but he still managed to sneak out of the Princess Temple and go to the market.

After some effort, Luo Feng gathered a lot of information, such as the fact that Putaoon accepts disciples every ten years and conducts trials.

Because the trial location changes every year, he didn't ask much about the information about the Prajnaparamita Temple, but he was very clear about the information about the people participating in the trial.

The reason is quite simple: to become a disciple of Master Putaoung is a great honor for the people in the surrounding villages.

This master only accepted disciples once every ten years, so being able to become a disciple of Putaon was undoubtedly a major event for the entire village.

However, some time ago, there was a rumor that Master Putaoong was getting older and his health was deteriorating, and he might not take on any more disciples for the next ten years.

Unexpectedly, just three months ago, Master Putaoong of the Princess Temple in Wankao Village had the idea of ​​taking on disciples again. He announced that he would hold another trial ceremony and select outstanding young people from nearby villages.

Upon receiving this news, many villages quickly appointed their representatives.

Even the small vendors at the Wankao Village market knew that those young men came from several nearby villages.

This matter is common knowledge and is hardly a secret.

According to some accounts, the young man who caused his own death at the hands of the hungry ghost was from Bangton Village, which is located far from Wankao Village.

The young man's name was Divan, the most favored youngest son of the village chief of Banton.

"Very good, very good."

Narrowing his eyes, Luo Feng sneered inwardly.

He's going to teach this guy a lesson later.

"Atti, get ready. You'll be the first group to step forward around midnight."

Alichaya reminded him of something.

"I see."

Luo Feng nodded calmly.

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"Young Master Divan."

A gloomy voice came from the hidden place.

"You must know how important this trial is... I hope you won't be careless this time, or you'll let down Master Kuan's good intentions."

The young man with dark skin, Divan, nodded slowly.

"I know."

His voice was dry and hoarse, with a hint of ruthlessness.

"In short, I will not let anyone who dares to get in my way get away with it easily."

"It's a pity that Alichaya is in charge of this trial, so I can't directly help him. If I try any tricks, he'll definitely see through me..."

The voice, hidden in the shadows, chuckled sinisterly: "However, young master, you should also know what to do when necessary."

"Yeah?"

Divan asked casually, "Didn't you already make arrangements?"

"It's best not to use it if you can avoid it."

The mysterious figure, concealing his identity, calmly warned, "That hungry ghost is not under my control. I only tampered with the second bronze bell. Once the effect is triggered, it will launch an indiscriminate attack."

He coughed lightly and said, "To put it simply, whoever is closest will be the first to die. That's the killing rule of this hungry ghost."

"I know that as long as I'm not near that thing when I ring the bell, and I'm at a distance, it won't do anything."

Divan laughed: "Knowing that makes things easier."

The gloomy voice also broke into laughter.

"Then let me help you achieve an early victory."

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Inside the Prajnaparamita Temple.

The moon slowly slanted downwards, as if it were about to fall asleep.

In the blink of an eye, the first trial, which took place in the middle of the night, began.

Under the soft moonlight, Luo Feng, as if an old horse knew the way well, quickened his pace and rushed to the location of the first bronze bell.

After ringing the bronze bell, he rushed to the second bronze bell, which was located in the open space directly behind the temple's Buddha hall.

Bathed in the faint moonlight emanating from the clouds, his gaze fell upon Divan, who was rushing over from the other side, intending to climb the "olive tree."

Divan hadn't expected Luo Feng to arrive so quickly. He was confident in his own speed and thought Luo Feng would arrive a little later.

His original plan was to climb a tree to hide and find an opportunity to ambush his opponent, but by then the opponent was not much slower than him and had already caught up.

"trouble."

Divan had to jump down from the tree halfway down.

His movements were delayed for a moment, and Luo Feng had already approached.

"Hey!"

Luo Feng waved to Divan from a distance, and the latter paused in confusion! It was the perfect moment—and then, he threw the short stick in his hand with all his might.

call out!

With precise control of the force of his protective wooden staff, he skillfully threw the short stick, the tip of which struck the bronze bell.

Boom!

The bell rang.

Divan's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Luo Feng to do this, but it was too late to do anything now.

The hungry ghost revealed its true form, transforming from a disguised tree into the shape of a giant, who grabbed Devan with its massive hand and lifted him up.

The latter let out a scream and was swallowed whole by the giant-like hungry ghost, which chewed it with its dense, needle-like teeth.

Devan died on the spot.

They will surely die just as tragically as Luo Feng did.

"Blame yourself."

Luo Feng sneered inwardly.

He didn't know what tricks the other party had played, but it was easy to guess.

First, it is not hard to guess that hungry ghosts can disguise themselves as trees, because in many Thai folk tales, hungry ghosts often roam in the wild, such as in forests, where people can see human figures as tall as trees.

"Perhaps hungry ghosts are beings that can hide in environments like forests, possessing the ability to disguise themselves... and some ghosts in Thai folklore are inherently connected to plants and trees..."

Secondly, the reason why Devan could plot against him was quite simple. He felt the key was that the short stick Devan threw hit the bronze bell.

The other party threw the Buddhist bell before he could.

And Divan stayed away from the olive tree, which ultimately led to his own downfall.

"This also proves that whoever is closest will be unlucky..."

Luo Feng vented his anger and immediately felt refreshed. He turned his head to look at the location of the bronze bell again, but the olive tree and the hungry ghost were nowhere to be found.

With the hungry ghosts gone and his competitors gone, he breathed a long sigh of relief and calmly made his way to the third bronze bell, where he rang it for the third time.

After completing this step, Luo Feng headed to the ancient Buddhist hall located in the center of the temple.

Squeak…

He pushed open the heavy, ancient wooden door.

Luo Feng looked around the Buddhist hall, and his eyes immediately fell on a reclining Buddha statue inside.

"I recall some stories claiming that this is a reclining Buddha statue that eats people..."

His eyes were cold as he observed the reclining Buddha statue with great seriousness.

Acharya had reminded herself, and all those participating in the trial, to be vigilant and watchful over the Buddha statue at night.

He also said that if he noticed the reclining Buddha's eyes turning red and glowing, he should leave the temple immediately.

Fortunately, it appears that the reclining Buddha's eyes are normal and do not emit any strange red light.

Luo Feng walked down to the area beneath the reclining Buddha statue, where there was an altar with five bone-based pottery jars on it.

These five jars were also designed in different shapes, namely tiger, civet, eel, monkey and crocodile. These five bone jars represent the five major lineages of the Master Putaoung.