Synthesis of Terror: On the One Thousand and One Ways of Death of the Protagonist

"Amitabha."

The clear and bright voice broke through the confusion, and pulled Qin Yue's mind, which was about to be scattered, back from the black mist.

The moment Qin Yue raised her head, the sun broke through the clouds and poured down. The whole body of the white-robed monk seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light. That holy figure made people feel no trace of blasphemy.

The two gray-robed monks saluted the visitor and called out, "Chan Master Lang Ri."

Zen Master Langri looked down at Qin Yue who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly, "Please rise, benefactor."

Maybe it was Qin Yue's illusion, she always felt that Zen Master Langri was very familiar to her, the two of them seemed to have met somewhere, but she clearly didn't know him.

Silently getting up from the ground, Qin Yue raised her head, looked at the monk with a compassionate face, and begged: "Zen Master, save me."

Zen Master Langri stared at the haggard man in front of him, with inexplicable emotions churning in his heart, he spoke softly and said hello.

The two gray-robed monks wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Chan Master Lang Ri, who said that he would bear all the consequences, so the two monks stopped talking, bowed respectfully and then retreated.

This Chan Master Langri smelled faintly of sandalwood, and her restless heart gradually calmed down. Qin Yue felt that the lingering resentment around her body seemed to be fading again, so she moved a few steps towards Chan Master Langri calmly. But he didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Chan Master Lang Ri would be disgusted.

Zen Master Langri didn't say anything about her small movements, and led her around the main hall and walked towards the meditation room behind the temple.

This monk is a formidable character, Qin Yue raised her head and glanced at that person's breezy figure, then lowered her head and quietly followed behind him.

She didn't know why he would protect her, and Qin Yue didn't want to get to the bottom of it, as long as a day and a half passed, she would leave this world, and nothing else had anything to do with her.

The meditation room of Shenen Temple is a forbidden place for pilgrims. Qin Yue was the first person to step in here. The monks in the meditation room noticed that someone had entered, and took a look quietly. After seeing the white-robed monk, , no one came out to stop it.The two arrived at the place where Zen Master Lang Ri lived without hindrance.

This is a small courtyard. At first glance, it is similar to the courtyard where the tree demon lived before. Qin Yue was startled. When she looked carefully, she found many differences. She was relieved, but in her heart After all, it was a little awkward.

It wasn't a good memory, and she didn't want to think about it.

Several bright yellow talismans stacked in a triangle were put into Qin Yue's hands. Qin Yue felt a warm and serene aura emanating from these talismans. Her eyes lit up and she held these talismans tightly in her hand. hands.

Zen Master Lang Ri said: "The enchantment in the temple is probably to prevent things, these few spells can keep you worry-free today."

"You are haunted by the curse. If you don't eliminate the source, you may never be able to escape. Let's stay here for now and rest well. Until tomorrow, I will solve this matter with you."

Zen Master Langri's voice carried a reassuring force. Qin Yue looked at his handsome face with a dazed expression. She always felt that this person seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.

This room is very simple, except for a bed and a few futons, there is nothing else. Sandalwood is burning in the room, and the faint fragrance fills every corner of the room. The warm sunlight from the open window After falling in the room, Qin Yue let out a mouthful of turbid air, clutching the spells tightly in her hand, she fell down on the bed with her clothes on.

Since entering this world, Qin Yue has wandered on the edge of life and death several times. Her nerves have been stretched to the extreme. Now that she relaxes, she feels very tired. The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally the whole person fell into a drowsy sleep.

As the sky gradually darkened, Chan Master Lang Ri lit the candles, and the wind blew in through the cracks in the windows, the candles flickered, and the figures projected on the windows twisted into strange shapes.

Zen Master Langri sat on the futon, holding a string of sandalwood beads in his hand, constantly turning them.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the wooden windows were blown cracklingly, the linden leaves in the courtyard were blown up by the strong wind and scattered all over the ground, and wild cats were screaming from nowhere, in this dark and silent night, The cry seemed extremely terrifying.

A black shadow spread towards the house from the crack of the window, and the spell in Qin Yue's hand suddenly shone bright yellow, wrapping the person lying on the bed tightly in it. The black shadow seemed quite afraid of the light, and tried to After a few strokes, he found that he couldn't break through the light's defense, so he quickly backed away.

The sound of the wind gradually subsided, and the heavy rain came suddenly, but Qin Yue, who was in a deep sleep, was unaware of all this.

Chan Master Langri opened his eyes, and there was a rich blood in his originally dark eyes. He blinked, the blood slowly faded, and regained his clear color. He lowered his head and looked at the hands as white as jade. Chan Master Lang was silent for a long time, stood up and looked at Qin Yue went to the room where she was.

The person lying on the bed was still in a coma, and the yellow charm in her hand had been reduced to ashes. Zen Master Langri frowned deeply. He was just a cunt, but he already had such powerful power. Mami, so what?

After carefully looking at the person lying on the bed, Chan Master Langri rubbed his swollen forehead. He was obviously just a completely strange man, why would he take such a risk for him?

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, but I can't reject the deepest thoughts in my heart.

He wanted to save him, that's all.

***

This time Qin Yue slept for an extremely long time, and she didn't wake up until the morning bell in the temple rang the next day.

After opening her eyes, Qin Yue felt that something was wrong. She opened her tightly clenched right hand and saw that the original spell in her palm had turned into ashes. Qin Yue felt a chill down her back. pass.

Qin Yue could completely imagine that if she hadn't been in this Shenen Temple, she might have died so badly last night.

Just as she was thinking, the door was pushed open from the outside, Qin Yue looked up and saw Zen Master Langri walking in with a tray.

The white rice porridge was steaming, causing the gluttons in the stomach to come out, and Qin Yue's stomach, who hadn't eaten for two days, began to growl.

Qin Yue's face was thick enough, she remained calm in such an embarrassing situation, and asked Chan Master Lang Ri, "Is this for me?"

Zen Master Lang Ri nodded and handed the tray to Qin Yue.

"Eat."