Chapter 1691 Rescue

Back outside the temple, the smell of incense in the hall became stronger. Ye Qiutang didn't dare to go in. She turned around and carefully sneaked back to the half-open window and looked inside through the gap.

The incense mist was lingering inside. Ye Qiutang squinted her eyes. Wang Fugui, like Jiang Cheng, was now kneeling on the futon in a strange posture. Song Tianming, who looked like a dead man, brought the candlestick stiffly and placed it in front of Wang Fugui, then lit it.

There was only one empty futon left. Ye Qiutang understood that this last futon was prepared for her.

As the sound of knocking on the wooden fish became faster and faster, 9 people including Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui pounced forward at the same time, prostrating themselves on the ground. In an instant, the huge scroll on the wall changed. Bubbles kept floating in the dark lake, and at the same time there was the sound of running water.

Ye Qiutang was stunned. After a moment, a chill enveloped her tightly. She never thought that this painting... this painting actually came alive, and staring at the dark water surface with bubbles, she was sure that there must be some unknown horror hidden in it.

This also confirmed the words of her father's subordinates. The gathering of the Vajra Corpses to kowtow would attract great evil spirits.

"No! We must interrupt the ceremony no matter what!"

Fortunately, she herself was the last link required for the ceremony. Thinking of this, Ye Qiutang slowly retreated and went around to the main gate of the Buddhist temple. This was the only way for the Vajra Corpses to enter and exit.

When the Vajra Corpses kidnapped Wang Fugui not long ago, she thought of a countermeasure.

She looked at the red pillar beside her and tried to climb up, but the result was the same as in the side hall. I don't know if the pillar was greased or not, and she couldn't climb up.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiutang was not anxious. On the contrary, a touch of joy appeared in her eyes, and she was more determined in her judgment.

She took off her coat, tore it into strips, and then skillfully tied the strips together to make a rope several meters long. She moved very quickly, and kept an eye on the situation in the temple.

The chanting sound inside became more and more strange, and there was also a faint sound of waves, as if a huge monster was about to break out of the water.

When the chanting sound reached its peak, Ye Qiutang's rope was also ready. According to the last experience, those Vajra corpses were about to come to find her.

Ye Qiutang tied a rope knot at the top of the rope, then stepped back a few steps, aimed at the plaque in front of the temple and swung it hard. One end of the rope knot caught a corner of the plaque, and it was pulled hard. It was still strong.

"Crack-"

"Tatttatt."

The chanting sound in the temple stopped, and was replaced by a numb and stiff footsteps. The four Vajra corpses came again.

Without further hesitation, Ye Qiutang stepped lightly on the pillar, then exerted force on her wrist and climbed up with the rope in a few steps. She squatted in the narrow space behind the plaque of the Buddhist temple, and just looked down from her head.

A few seconds later, four Vajra corpses jumped out from the gate of the Buddhist temple, but this time the Vajra corpses did not go far, but wandered in front of the gate of the Buddhist temple, moving east and west, aimlessly like headless flies.

"It is so!"

Ye Qiutang was very calm, and the next second she gathered up her breath and shouted condescendingly: "Song Tianming!"

After a shout, the four Vajra corpses stopped at the same time, struggling to raise their heads and look up, but after a few sounds of tearing flesh, the four heads fell off, and the headless bodies shook a few times and fell to the ground.

Ye Qiutang, who had dealt with the four Vajra corpses, did not dare to be careless, after all, there were still three strange corpses inside.

But this time she was overthinking. Not long after she went down carefully, she saw three other bodies lying on the mat through the window, while Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

After leaving the Buddhist temple, seeing the four headless bodies on the ground outside, the fat man looked at Ye Qiutang in surprise, "This...did you do all this?"

Ye Qiutang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the fat man with a serious expression, "We did it. If it weren't for you, we would have died just now."

After listening to Ye Qiutang's narration, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel scared. He didn't expect that he was the first to be tricked this time, and there was also that painting. The painting was obviously the world of Yao, Shun, Yu and Li Bai, the Black Water River.

If the ceremony continued, the monster hidden in the Black Water River would probably be extradited to the world they were in. He didn't know what would happen next.

As the three of them left the temple, the lights in the temple gradually went out, and the huge painting returned to its original state. When they walked further away, the entire temple became blurry, as if it was about to be crushed and blended into the night.

"Let's go to the Sutra Library!"

...

"Hu——"

"Hu——"

Walking in the deepest part of the hospital, Tang Qisheng gasped heavily. He opened the deepest iron door and came to the world behind the door.

That's right, this is the world behind the door, a... a completely different world. Everything here is deformed and twisted, the ground is irregularly raised, and the walls on both sides of the corridor and the ceiling are covered with green muscles and blood vessels.

Tang Qisheng has never seen such a bizarre scene, not even in his dreams. He doesn't know how to describe everything in front of him. In short, he is sure that this is the core of this hospital and the root of this ghost hospital.

Countless bright red bloody handprints filled the gaps between the blood vessels on the wall, just like the ones Tang Qisheng had seen before, they were all children's handprints, densely packed, endless, and frightening to look at.

There were rooms of different sizes on both sides of the corridor. Tang Qisheng passed by one and wiped the blood stains on the crooked doorplate with his sleeve, revealing the words "Observation Room".

The door of this room was half open. Tang Qisheng had no intention of going in. He looked inside through the gap. It was dark inside, but he could still vaguely see that the space was not small, about a hundred square meters, with more than twenty beds neatly arranged.

They were all old-fashioned iron beds. Even though they were painted with a layer of blue anti-rust paint, they were still rusty now. And judging from the size, they were all the kind used by children. There were iron fences around the beds.

Through further observation, Tang Qisheng noticed that these iron beds were welded to the ground. The welding process was very rough, and it was obvious that practical value was more important than anything else.

There were also handcuffs, leg irons, corsets, and some tools that Tang Qisheng didn't recognize around the iron beds.

Just as Tang Qisheng was thinking about what had happened here, suddenly, a teeth-grinding sound interrupted his thoughts.

"Crunch——"

"Crunch——"

...

The sound seemed not far away. After a moment, Tang Qisheng suddenly opened his eyes wide. He saw a bloodstained children's tricycle slowly driving out of a door on the right side of the corridor about 10 meters away from him.