Chapter 1598 Secret Door.

Jiang Cheng was not in the mood to play riddles with him. He looked around and frowned, "Why are there only six of you left? Where is that maid?"

"She was frightened last night and stayed behind to guard the room. The heroic woman stood up and spoke to Jiang Cheng in a calm tone.

"Nonsense, we just came from the west wing, and there is no one in the room at all."

After hearing Jiang Cheng's words, the heroic woman's face paused, and then she became a little nervous, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Really, we have no reason to lie to you."

As the fat man quickly explained the layout of the west wing, the faces of the heroic woman and others gradually darkened.

"No wonder you are not in the room. It turns out you went to our room." The man dressed as a porter, who had always had a low presence at this moment, said quietly.

The fat man realized it later and felt a chill in his back, "Did you go to our room?"

As the middle-aged man holding the knife explained the situation in their room, both groups fell silent for a brief moment. "We'll talk about the gossip later. What's going on there?" Jiang Cheng raised his chin and gestured to the meritorious service dozens of meters away. Hall, bursts of noise came from it, completely covering up their voices.

The heroic woman was worried, "It's just like last night, the monks drank wine and ate meat, but only one monk didn't obey and was being tortured by them.

"This monk's name is Hui Cong. He is the key to whether we can leave this temple." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice, "You should also realize that we are trapped in this ghost place. Unless the weird things here are solved, everyone will die. here."

"The young man among you was killed by Guan Erye's ghost last night, right? What we are experiencing now is not a simple dream, and I don't know how to explain it to you, but as long as you die in this dream If it falls, we will really die." Jiang Cheng explained in as simple a language as possible.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man holding the knife looked fierce, "Then how do you explain those monks? They were also slaughtered a lot by Master Guan. Why didn't they die?"

"You idiot, you still think they are the same as us?" The middle-aged man's successive questions quickly consumed Jiang Cheng's little patience. Keeping such a person will only do bad things. If he doesn't open his eyes, Jiang Cheng doesn't mind. Next time take his paper figurine away.

A fierce light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he was interrupted by a man dressed as a porter in the next second, "Shut up, Xiaoyou Jiang is right, those monks are not human beings, and there is something wrong with the shadows under them."

This sentence also shocked Jiang Cheng. He had also noticed the shadows of those monks just last night, but he remembered that those monks had shadows.

"There's something wrong with the shadow..." The heroic woman was slightly stunned, "Senior Song, please speak clearly.

"You come with me." Senior Song turned around and warned, "Don't let too many people come, Miss, and this little friend Jiang, it's just you two."

Jiang Cheng turned to look at the hesitating fat man, "I'll go over and take a look. Please be more careful. There may be something wrong with the missing maid among them."

Hearing Jiang Cheng's straightforward warning, the fat man shrank his neck. He could feel that the people around him didn't have much trust in him and the doctor.

After quietly approaching the Gongde Hall, the scene in front of him confirmed part of Jiang Cheng's suspicions. The doors and windows of the Gongde Hall were full of cracks. It could be seen that they had been severely damaged, but after rough repairs, they could still be used.

The severely damaged door shafts and other positions were inevitably replaced with new ones.

Under the leadership of Senior Song, they came to a secluded location where there was a small paper window.

There was a hole in the paper window. It looked like they had poked it not long ago. Senior Song moved up to it and looked inside. Jiang Cheng licked his fingers and gently poked a hole nearby.

The scene inside was shocking. The shirtless monks were making fists and gambling with wine. The table was very messy. There were large bones in the overturned wine jar. The aroma of wine and meat was so entangled that it even brought out the glutton in Jiang Cheng's body.

For a moment of confusion, Jiang Cheng even wanted to walk in and join them.

"Steady your mind."

Senior Song's warning sound came, but the next second, they were still shocked by what these monks did. They saw a monk who lost in the fist fight took a big gulp of wine, then stood up and broke the wine bowl. He found a sharp fragment, slapped his left hand on the table overflowing with wine, and began to cut the meat with the fragment.

Bright red blood flowed out. Seeing this, the surrounding monks not only did not stop it, but became more and more excited. The monk who cut the flesh also worked harder and harder. In the end, he even held the fragments tightly as an axe, and chopped himself off one by one. fingers.

Although this scene was very strange, it did not make Jiang Cheng confused. He held his breath and began to observe the shadows of these monks.

The lights in the Merit Hall were brightly lit, and the shadows of the monks were clearly left on the ground. But this time, as the observation deepened, Jiang Cheng finally realized the meaning of Senior Song's words.

Yes, there’s something very wrong with the monks’ shadows!

These monks at least seemed to be in good health, but the shadow was not. The shadow was missing arms and legs. Jiang Cheng stared at a fat monk who was even bigger than the fat man. The monk was holding a wine jar in one hand and a boiling stick in the other. The rotten leg of lamb made his mouth full of oil, but the shadow under him... his shadow was missing a whole chunk, half of his body, and even an arm were missing. The gap was very flat, and it looked like Cut off by some kind of heavy, sharp weapon.

Without a doubt, Jiang Cheng's mind instantly flashed the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in the hands of the ghost Guan Erye.

Before Jiang Cheng could come to his senses, a familiar figure was pushed over from the other corner of the room.

"I don't want to practice... I don't want to practice..."

The cries of Monk Huicong became increasingly thin amid the wild laughter of the monks. His clothes were tattered and the scars on them were shocking.

Monk Huiming held the wine jar in one hand and was about to pour it into Huicong's mouth. His face was ferocious like an evil ghost, "Eat, why not! The abbot said that drinking and eating meat is meritorious. Brother Huicong, how can you get rid of the demons in your heart if you don't practice merit?"

Monk Huicong was beaten all over but still gritted his teeth and refused to obey. Seeing Monk Huiming getting angry, he suddenly heard a "creak--" sound and a door opened.

Jiang Cheng looked towards the sound and saw a large black wooden frame in the Merit Hall holding scriptures being pushed open from behind. Behind the wooden frame was a wall, and no one expected that there was a secret door behind it.

What was even more unacceptable to Jiang Cheng and the other two was that several slender figures wearing monk's robes but with red veils on their heads were pushed out amid the obscene laughter of the monks.

"Brother Huicong, look who's here?" Monk Huiming pulled over the slender figure in front and suddenly pulled off the red veil.