Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 485 The eternal flame

She didn't turn around hastily.

Because the sense of danger brought to her by the front is far stronger than that of the back.

Since the existence behind her deliberately hides her head and shows her tail, and interacts with herself in this weird way, there is naturally a reason for her.Zhen Cheng didn't want to create unnecessary troubles because of curiosity.

Think it is "she", because this white and slender arm has obvious feminine features.Because it was so close, there was a burst of sandalwood-like fragrance from an ancient temple.

In his hand he held the end of a dying candle.

The candle was pale, with a ring of black letters on the bottom corner.In the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhen Cheng took the candle from the woman's hand and twirled it to barely recognize it.I saw the letter:
"Resentment and sorrow cause sorrow and love, and regret is ignorant."

Zhen Cheng was taken aback for a moment, the intuition she had cultivated all the time for spell casting made her blurt out after seeing this line:

"The scorching flames scald the disaster spirits, and burn the embers and candles."

Zhen Cheng didn't know from which world Qu Yun moved this Xuankong Temple scene into her dream, and of course she had no way of knowing the story here.

But with the foundation of Miss Thirteen's writing, she can discern the meaning of Bai Zhu's basic poems.

The story of the Hanging Temple is related to a poignant love affair.The last sentence is all kinds of troubles on my heart, but I don't change the next sentence of love and longing in my heart.

It seems that he regrets that his love affair has caused many misfortunes, but in fact he is still full of nostalgia.A heart is hidden under the sorrow, hugged by the temperament, never forgetting every word.

In contrast, Zhen Cheng's idea is very simple.There are moths in this ghost place, and you will be burned up with a fire, and all kinds of disasters will be burned on the fire.

The next sentence is simpler, the scorching fire and high temperature can restrain evil spirits.All the evil spirits receded, allowing the nearly burnt out candle in my hand to reappear, forcing back the darkness in front of me.

She doesn't understand why the girl behind her sent candles, but time is tight now, so let's use all available resources.

The circle of black letters at the bottom of the white wax head may really be just the sadness in the heart of the resentful spirit, and there is no special magical power.But it was different when Zhen Cheng opened his mouth.

Words follow, candles are lit out of thin air.

The faint blue candlelight looks trembling, as if dying to show you while breathing out, very weak.

But miraculously, the thick, viscous, malicious darkness in front of him melted away in front of the feeble candlelight, without any power left to resist.

The darkness receded, revealing a strange statue of Buddha.

The face and handprints are undoubtedly Buddha statues, but the face of the Buddha statue is not compassion, pity, indifference and detachment, or wrathful vajra.

If I have to describe it, the Buddha statue is smiling, but there is a subtle deviation.It looks like a mocking laugh, giving people a sense of schadenfreude.

Under the Buddha statue is the back of an old nun.Dressed in a simple cassock, with his hands hidden in front of his body.

Hearing the movement just now, he probably held a wooden fish in his hand.But as the darkness faded, the sound of the wooden fish, which seemed to distract people's mind, also stopped and never sounded again.

Instead, the old nun's kind voice said: "If the benefactor wants to stay overnight, please do so yourself. Go through the main hall and walk down the trestle bridge when you encounter a fork.

But this candle, I hope the benefactor can extinguish it.There are some unclean things at the bottom of the mountain. After nightfall, the light will attract them. "

"Who are you?" Zhen Cheng ignored the old nun's advice.

In the eyes of mortals or transcendental beings whose physical bodies are evolving, the old man with a gentle voice in front of him may give people the image of an eminent monk.

But in the eyes of Zhen Cheng, a magician who penetrates the fourth dimension that directly reflects the soul, the old nun's whole body is full of malice, as if ink is dripping out.

Without special means, Zhen Cheng can't judge where a person's "malice" or "crime" and other abstract things point to.Sometimes what the person in front of you hates may be your own enemy.

"The poor nun is giving alms. It's just a lonely old man who has lived in the mountains for too long." The old nun shook his shoulders twice, as if smiling: "The poor nun is old, if the benefactor insists on doing things that cannot be done , the poor nun has nothing to stop him."

After all, as if he really didn't want to obstruct him, the old nun got up, walked around the Buddha statue, and walked towards the backyard.

The strange thing is that she never looked back at Zhen Cheng from the beginning to the end, and she kept walking sideways even when she walked around the Buddha statue.

Therefore, Zhen Cheng did not have the opportunity to observe the old nun's appearance.

Could it be looking for someone I know in real life?
Zhen Cheng was suspicious.Qu Yun is very familiar with similar methods of playing tricks.According to past experience, it is very possible to identify the old nun's identity and get important clues.

But it is accompanied by an equal crisis.

Zhen Cheng was not in a hurry to investigate further.What if you take off the mask and see Consini's hippie smiling face, and then get beaten up?
And this is even the safest assumption.

Of course, she did not follow Lao Ni's instructions to extinguish the candle.

There is no other reason, just because of her unusual sensitivity to Parallel Shadow.

Not to mention the distance of only a thousand meters, she could accurately perceive and grasp the position and power of the [primary image] even across the entire hemisphere on the earth.

The guy under the Yamashita bus is definitely moving this way.But the speed is not fast, even compared to the time limit left for him to ignite the eternal fire, the threat that that guy will bring is completely unnecessary to consider.

Zhen Cheng walked with a candle, and walked to the futon where the old nun was sitting cross-legged.

A wooden fish the size of a human head was left in front of the Buddha statue.Without careful inspection, Zhen Cheng found four lines of blood writing on the wooden fish:
Time flies and is always new,
Love does not diminish anger and hatred.

The Buddha vainly boasted of the vows of life,
Purdue Saha has one less soul.

The blood was bright red and moist, as if it had just been written.

After reading silently, Zhen Cheng realized something.This is a seven-character quatrain full of resentment.But the soul of the message is quite gentle and restrained, making people feel a kind of softness and unwillingness unique to women, which is heartbreaking.

Time flies, never stops, after a long time, I feel that there is always a new day, a new year.But I was the only one who stayed in place as if forgotten by time.

Love has never faded, and the scars left by hatred have never diminished, and there is no way to let go.

The gods and Buddhas make great wishes on their own, claiming to save all living beings.However, after traveling through all the heavens and myriad domains of the Saha world, the souls of the dead here just happened to be missed.

From the beginning to the end, the love is deep in the bones, and the intention is to cut out the heart.But there was never a single curse.

With Zhen Cheng's literary attainments, she immediately felt that the person who left the message was a woman with great love and hatred, but a kind nature.

Of course, it is impossible for her to make up the specific story of Xuankong Temple out of thin air, but combined with the photos in her schoolbag, the horror under the bus, the walking corpses in the mountains, the evil in the temple...

She speculated on some vague but plausible assumptions.

If so...then the way to break the situation...

　I have seen the cutie in the previous work, and recalling the story of Yuan Yuan and Ren Jishu, I wonder if I can understand the couplet of white candles?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)