Lie to the monk I'm pregnant

Sure enough, when Chi Xingwo and others disembarked and planned to enter Qingyang City on foot, they were still stopped.

"This road doesn't work, so find another way." It was a few monks who seemed to be quite kind.

The monk didn't speak. Chi Xingwo came all the way by water. He was a little tired and didn't want to speak.

Shen Si looked at Shen Xing, Shen Xing patted his head, and stepped forward resignedly.

"Dare to ask Master, we are going to Qingyang City, this road is impassable, which way can we go?" Shen Xing's behavior has always been completely opposite to his name, and it is also because he grew up in the Wuming Temple since he was a child, and his words are naturally nothing With the eyes of the heart, just one sentence revealed the intention of coming.

The monks blocking the way were all wearing crimson monk robes. When they heard Shen Xing's words, their faces changed immediately, and the leader's stern eyes immediately swept over.

"Qingyang City has been closed long ago, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. Didn't the masters get the news?"

Shen Xing patted his bald head again ignorantly, looked back at his little uncle and senior brother, thanked him, turned his head and ran back.

Although separated by a little distance, everyone heard their conversation.

"Little uncle, granduncle, big brother, what shall we do next? Whether it is water or land, it seems that we can't get in?" Shen Xing looked at everyone with teary eyes. Anyway, he is the youngest, just wait to obey.

Shensi also knows that now is not the time to make up his own mind, so he keeps silent.

Chi Xingwo has long wanted to say: "Monk, why don't we go back, I think there are a lot of people here, and there must be a lot of capable ones, one more of us is not too many, one less of us is quite a lot, otherwise Let's save trouble..."

In fact, Chi Xingwo didn't agree to come at first, but the monk agreed. It would be boring for him to stay in the Wuming Temple alone, so he might as well come out to relax.

It's just that he didn't expect that the situation in Qingyang City was so serious, far beyond his imagination. Since they got closer and closer to Qingyang City, he saw at least seven or eight hundred monks in various costumes.

However, none of the other three agreed with Chi Xingwo's proposal. Although none of them refused directly, it could be seen from the silence of the three bald heads.

Chi Xingwo waited for the meeting, seeing that they were silent, he probably understood everyone's thoughts.

"Okay, since none of you want to leave, then stay." Ever since he embarked on the journey, Chi Xingwo had a bad premonition in his heart, especially as he was getting closer and closer to Qingyang City in the past few days. Having had nightmares for several days, the whole person looked a little haggard.

It was as if something was warning him, don't go, don't enter Qingyang City...

It's just that this is just a guess, and he hasn't mentioned it to anyone.

And Shen Xing Shensi went down the mountain for the first time, how could he go back to the temple without doing anything, no matter what, he had to do something to go back, as for whether it was dangerous or not, that was not something they should consider.

Don't you want a little uncle?There is a little uncle standing in front, if even the little uncle can't do anything, then they will follow.

The monk lowered his head, making it impossible to see his emotions. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Chi Xingwo. In the face of prudence, he took Chi Xingwo's hand without hesitation, and said softly, "Don't worry... "

Think carefully and move your eyes away tacitly, look into the distance, and let your eyes go empty.

Hearing the monk's calm and powerful yet gentle voice, Chi Xingwo, who had been agitated since seeing the god, calmed down at this moment, and he held the monk with his backhand.

"Okay, listen to you."

If the monk said it was all right, then it was all right, and he believed in the monk.

Shen Xing communicated to no avail, and changed to Shen Si for the second time.

I don't know what Shensi said to those people, but Chi Xingwo saw the group of monks in red look over here for a few times, and then... let them go...

What's going on here, didn't you stop it just now?

Soon, Chi Xingwo learned the reason on the way into the city.

It turns out that it's not impossible to enter, it's just that there is no exit.

Shen Xing didn't ask clearly, and left with a half-knowledge. Fortunately, Shen Si inquired very comprehensively. Of course, as for the little uncle who is the son-in-law of Qingyang City, he didn't say anything...

Although the little uncle looked at him several times afterwards, he just pretended not to see it.

The monk in red gave them a document certificate. Chi Xingwo failed to recognize the ghostly symbols on it, while the monk and Shen Si Shen Xing could not read at all, so the four illiterates walked in with the thin document certificate.

During the period, I also met a few groups of monks and stopped them, but when I saw the ghost painting talisman, I let them go again.

Coming and going in a hurry, Chi Xingwo wanted to arrest someone and ask about the situation inside, but he couldn't.

Facing the direction they remembered, they walked for half an hour before they vaguely saw the gate of Qingyang City.

The gate of the city was closed tightly, and none of the soldiers standing guard under the city wall were seen, but when the wind blew, they smelled a rotten and stench.

It seems that because of the long time, the smell of the flesh and flesh of dead small animals rotted.

Chi Xingwo originally thought that he didn't have to worry about getting sick because of the spiritual contract with the monk, but when he smelled the stench, he immediately regretted, why didn't he make a few masks? Is it too late to do it now?

No, it's not a small animal... Chi Xingwo's heart tightened, and he guessed that the stench could not come from inside the city gate.

It was so quiet, so quiet that there was no sound except the wind, which was completely different from the Qingyang City in Chi Xingwo's memory.

It seems that it has lost all vitality and has become dead and dry.

And when Chi Xingwo approached, they saw the specific situation of the city gate.

It turned out that the city gate was tied up with iron chains and welded to death with refined iron.

All in all, they couldn't open this city gate.

How far will this go to lock the city gate from the outside?

It means that some people don't want the people inside to come out, or that the people inside can only be trapped in the city until they die.

"What should I do?" Chi Xingwo looked at the monk, how would they get in now.

"Little uncle, let's break the door open so we can go in." Shen Xing actively offered advice.

The monk shook his head: "Impossible... cannot be recovered..."

"Then let's climb up, so it should be okay?" Although Chi Xingwo said so, but seeing that everyone was more or less carrying luggage, he was unsure in his heart.

"But..." The monk evaluated the height of the lower city wall and felt that the problem was not serious.

"That's fine, that's fine."

……

However, they still couldn't climb in, because shortly after them, another group of monks came, and the clothes looked like the monks in red who had issued documents for them.

Or it is more accurate to say that it came from a temple.

When these people saw Chi Xingwo and the others, they drove them away first. When they saw the ghost painting talisman, although their expressions improved, they still looked at them suspiciously.

"Why are you here?" A black-faced monk asked with a straight face.

Think carefully and take a step forward: "We came from the Wuming Temple. We heard that the plague is prevalent here. We were entrusted by someone to come here to help, but the gate of the city is locked. May I ask Master, how can we get in?"

"Wuming Temple? I haven't heard of it..." At this moment, a voice came from the monk in red. Although the voice was small, everyone heard it.

The black-faced monk frowned: "It has been more than two months since the outbreak of the plague. Most of the people who went in have not been able to come out, and many of them are from famous ancient temples. Are you sure you want to go in?"

The black-faced monk looked straight past the short Shensi, and looked at the monk standing behind him.

Chi Xingwo changed into men's clothes for convenience when he left the temple, but he didn't attract much attention.

The monk didn't move, just spit out one word: "Enter..."

The monk in red has seen this kind of situation a long time ago. Even though he knew that Qingyang City was dangerous and he was close to death, many people came here regardless of life and death. Raise the world.

The black-faced and red-clothed monk didn't know the purpose of the four people in front of him, but it was not limited to these two situations.

However, seeing the clothes of these four people, he had never seen them before, and he had never heard of the Wuming Temple. He guessed that Chi Xingwo and others must not be from the ancient temple in the central part, so he was more inclined to the second one. Purpose.

These small schools and sects only want to use this epidemic to glorify the sect and become famous all over the world, but they don't know, if they can't even do anything about the thousand-year-old temple, what can they do, but they will die in vain...

Xuanji sighed, looked at them with pity: "Come with me..."

In the end, the four people including Chi Xingwo and the monk went in, but under the leadership of the monk in red, they made a big turn and entered through another small city gate, where nearly a hundred officers, soldiers and monks were guarding.

Although the city gate is small, the materials that can be built are not visible, and it looks very strong.

Only allowed in, not allowed out.

"Just go in, someone will meet you..."

The four of Chi Xingwo entered Qingyang City with a group of pity, indifference, or waiting to see a joke.

The city gate slowly closed behind them, and because it was too heavy, it made a dull creaking sound, which made people feel upset.

"Where do these people come from?"

"I heard that it is an unnamed temple, have you heard of it?"

"No, it's another one who overestimates his capabilities. I'm afraid he came here for fame and fortune."

"These nameless sects are only thinking about daydreaming, and they don't think about things that the thousand-year-old temple can't do anything about. Why do they think they can?"

"They asked for it themselves. Anyway, no matter what happens, the door will not be opened no matter what."

"It's natural, we can't let them harm people outside."

……

As soon as the door was closed, Chi Xingwo felt that the light was a little darker, and his body seemed to be getting colder. He raised his head suspiciously, and saw something above his head.

Chi Xingwo was dumbfounded, and stared blankly at mid-air: "Think carefully and act carefully, you must wear the charm given to you by your little uncle close to your body, and don't leave your body."

Fortunately, he also took two of the upper one and the lower one, without missing anything.

The monk said, this thing is useful.

Even the voice of response was swallowed up by surprise.

"Grandma Shizu, are all the people hanging on it?" Shen Xing asked uncertainly.

"And they are all dead..." Shen Si added.

"It seems so." Chi Xingwo rubbed his hands in the cold, wondering if the monk had any baby warming spells, so he quickly brought some for him.

"There are so many..." A chill ran from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and Shen Xing, who had never seen a dead person, shivered.

In front of him was an elevated shelf built with bamboo poles, on which hung more than [-] mummified corpses, some of them were wearing monk robes of different colors.

Seeing the prudent and thoughtful faces pale, Chi Xingwo patted the back of their heads and slapped them up: "What are you afraid of? With your little uncle here, there is nothing to be afraid of. Remember that the spell cannot leave you."

If it wasn't for the monk's insistence, Chi Xingwo would definitely have escaped, but since everyone has come, don't think too much, just bite the bullet and move forward.

It's just that he didn't know that the monk felt a little regretful at this time, maybe he shouldn't have come, let alone brought Dai Xingwo.

The situation was more serious than he thought. At first, he really thought it was just a plague, but the black air in the sky told him that it was not that simple.

Is it a demon, or a demon?

The monk looked at Chi Xingwo, his cold eyes turned away from worry: "Follow me closely, don't run around."

"Hmm..." Chi Xingwo looked at the left hand tightly held by the monk, and agreed indiscriminately.

Shen Si and Shen Xing looked at each other, hurriedly took a step forward, getting closer to the little uncle, and wanted to reach out to grab the little uncle's robe, but after thinking about it, they still didn't dare to reach out, so they hugged each other tightly.

"Let's go..."

The four of them walked along the street for a while, but they still didn't see a single person, and the mummified body rack they saw just now was gone.

Doesn't it mean that someone will respond, what about people?

Isn't it dead?

"Careful, call a few times to see if anyone is there." Chi Xingwo suggested seeing the messy streets and closed doors.

Why is it always me who gets hurt... Shen Xing with a sad face was pushed out again, seeing that his little uncle didn't object, he could only shout at the top of his voice.

"Is there anyone? We are here to save you. Is there anyone... come here..."

Perhaps because it was too quiet, the voice of Shen Xing echoed from the other side of the street to the other side of the street.

no one?

After waiting for a while, there was no response, but just when Chi Xingwo was about to knock on the door, there was a sound inside the closed doors.

It was as if something was crawling towards them.

"Kang..." A door was opened...

"Kuang..." Another fan, "Kuang, kuang..."

The doors in front of me were opened one by one, and then there was the sound of something crawling on the ground, and a head protruded from the threshold, facing Chi Xingwo and the others, revealing rotten faces.

"Master... help... help..."

"Help me..."

"Help me, I'm dying..."

The stench of decay in the air spreads quietly...

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