The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Chapter 1102: No life, no dead, no corpse

   Chapter 1102 Life is not seen, death is not seen

   He repeated the same for the next few days, but even so, he could see that this Taoist sect was actually more evil than ordinary cults.

   It does not organize any group gatherings, nor does it require believers to do anything, but only allows them to make offerings according to their hearts, and then silently recite their wishes like gods.

   Whether it is the Taoist priests in the view or the believers who come and go, they all come here to ask for something, so when the request is answered, their trust in the Taoist view soars, thus transforming them into more devout believers.

   It is no exaggeration to say that he is a diehard fan.

   And believe in Qi, this is his Dao name.

   On the first day of entering the meditation, the Guanzhu personally took it for him.

   On that day, he looked up at the magnificent hall with the golden statue above his head, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

  This statue doesn’t seem to be a problem, and the features are also well-known to the public, kind and tolerant.

He was wearing a red lacquered robe. Apart from that, the entire statue was glittering with golden light. However, perhaps because of the light in the temple, in his eyes, the statue had half of its face. is hidden in the shadows.

   A trace of strangeness flashed in his heart, but when he looked at the eyes of the gods, he felt as if his thoughts were completely seen through. Those golden pupils seemed to bewitch him to make a wish to himself.

   After a brief period of confusion, he regained consciousness, then his scalp became numb, and goose bumps appeared all over his body under the robe.

   Here, it is really weird.

   But he can't go.

  Because he realized that he could not get out of this Taoist temple.

   Perhaps the reason why the Taoists here have never considered leaving the Taoist temple, when he proposed to go down the mountain, the reaction of the brothers was very surprised.

   Xinqi didn't try to leave, but every time he approached the gate to go down the mountain, a strong premonition emerged in his heart, as if he would be in danger as soon as he took that step.

   He finally realized the evil sect of this Taoist temple. He seemed to be the only one here who was still awake.

He can only pretend to be like everyone else, pretending to be like everyone else, worshipping the gods here devoutly, but in fact he is quietly observing everyone behind the scenes. The main object of observation.

But he did not dare to open his mobile phone, dare not speak to himself when he was alone, or even dare to write any word, because he felt that the house he lived in, and even the entire Taoist temple, were full of eyes. .

   Just as he was watching everyone, those eyes were watching him.

  The strong psychological quality supports him to live in this Taoist temple like a "normal person".

   However, two days ago, most of his brothers disappeared mysteriously.

   Life does not see people, and death does not see corpses.

   The few remaining senior brothers, when he asked about the others, their answers were uniform and natural: "Oh, you said they, they went to study recently, and will be back in a while."

   "I'll be back in a while" made Xin Qi horrified.

   He knew very well that in the whole Taoist temple, there were no people from late at night until the next morning. In his sleep, he seemed to hear screams, but he did not open his eyes.

   There seemed to be something crawling in his room, rustling like ants, and those voices were particularly clear in the silence.

   (end of this chapter)