Thriller Game: Horror Check-In

Chapter 110 Buddhist Temple

The melodious and long-standing Beijing tune,

Floating from nowhere.

around the beams, through the corridors,

In the empty Buddhist temple, slowly bypass Bai Ye’s heart.

uh… uh-

After listening to Bai Ye,

A chill shot up from the tailbone.

A strong wind blew into the temple.

Yellow yarn, curtains, prayer flags.

Dancing like a dragon.

A wide yellow gauze floats across the hall, like a bride’s head covering.

Cover the heads of all wax figures.

Fall slowly.

boom –

A lightning bolt.

Dazzling silver lightning burst.

Lightning fell on the Buddha statue in the front hall.

A strange look appeared on the face of the Buddha statue.

It was suddenly pouring rain outside the window.

The sound of rustling rain.

There was a lot of rapid cat meowing from outside the yard.

A cat wanders back and forth outside the Buddhist temple,

Do not dare to enter the temple.

The Buddha statue on the main seat, Bai Ye looked up at 430.

Kind-hearted.

The eyelids are drooping.

It’s like taking care of people.

Also looking at myself.

At this moment, Bai Ye felt the strange feeling of being watched by more than a dozen eyes at the same time.

He looked around the hall.

The eighteen Arhats on the left and right sides of the hall have different expressions.

Some sat cross-legged, some lay on their side, and some glared at them.

They remain in their starting position.

The candles in the hall shook violently.

Bai Ye’s shadow shone on the wall with the firelight.

Twisted like a ghost.

It’s raining outside, and it’s not a good time to leave the Buddhist temple.

But Bai Ye felt that the rain came too hastily.

There seems to be something that doesn’t want to leave the temple by itself.

He turned his head.

Getting ready to leave the temple.

Suddenly there were footsteps behind him.

A new monk came out of the oblique door at some point,

The monks are about fifty or sixty years old.

Bend over.

Back arched.

A small spatula in hand.

before the pilgrims.

Scoop up the wax dripping on the ground little by little.

The ground was smooth and clean again.

“There are pilgrims coming. 35 The monk looked at Bai Ye and said slowly.

“These wax figures scare you.

“The temperature of the temple is too high, and the wax statues have melted,” said the monk.

“These wax figures…” Bai Ye frowned.

He didn’t even see that these were wax figures just now.

Not real.

Mainly it’s too realistic.

The wax figure actually gave him a real-life agility.

“The incense in the temple is not very good.” The monk said slowly. “So I made some wax figures to add a little more popularity.

“???”

What an underworld operation.

To increase popularity.

So make some wax figures.

You are sure not to scare guests away.

“After the wax figure is finished, the incense in the temple has indeed improved a lot.” The monk said slowly.

“They are all devout believers, and popularity is very important.” The monk said. (abbf)

“Meow~” A soft cat meow came from outside the door.

The cats who had been entrenched outside the Buddhist temple and dared not come in heard the monk’s voice.

They jumped in impatiently from outside the Buddhist temple.

A cat jumped into the hall, and they did not step into the hall for half a step, but just sat under the eaves to hide from the rain.

One only licked the rain-soaked hair on his paws.

The monk smiled and waved at these cats: “Yuanguang, Yuanji, you come here.”

The two orange cats glanced at Bai Ye,

Flicking its tail, jumping up and down.

Raise the front two feet as you walk.

The round cat head turned into a human head.

The eyes of the two little novice monks in yellow clothes were bright.

Hands together.

Said happily: “Master! 99

The sound is sharp.

Slightly harsh.

“Have you finished memorizing today’s scriptures?”

“It’s over.” The two little novices said.

“Did you bump into pilgrims today?”

No. The two novices spoke in unison.

“After you taught us last time, Master, we didn’t dare to mess around. Pilgrims can buy incense if they want, and forget it if they don’t want to.” The two little novices said aggrieved.

Bai Ye did recognize one of them.

It seems to be the one who asked himself when he first went up the mountain.

“Master, it seems that there are pilgrims coming from outside the door,” said one of the little novice monks.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the Buddhist temple, which was closed for some time.

The monk went to open the door.

Two tourists entered in the rain.

It was the two tourists Bai Ye met at the foot of the mountain.

They were all wet from the rain.

After the two entered the temple, they walked straight to the Buddha statue and knelt down with a thud.

His head hit the ground hard.

not moving at all.

A wax figure standing by and praying.

Two drops of wax suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The wax is getting darker and darker,

Draw down two lines of blood and tears.

(ps: I want to make the writing more exciting. It is the first time I write about the supernatural. In the past two days, I have been asking two authors of supernatural gods. They have written wonderful horror infinite streams, so the update is a bit slower).