Chapter 2342: Lost (3) Chapter 2342: Lost (3) Uncle Shan was the first one in the caravan to sense that something was wrong.
His body was pressed against the ground, his cheeks and ears pressed against the cold ground. He could hear the malicious whispers drilling into his eardrums.
He could also hear that when the Buddha body was shaken by external forces, the entire temple seemed to be shaking.
“Stop digging! Stop digging!”
He shouted at the top of his lungs, but everyone responded by digging.
‘Clang clang clang-‘
The knocking sounds continued, and the hall began to shake even without the wind.
“Kill him …”
“Kill her …”
It was as if countless people were chanting this sentence at the same time. The yellow cloth strips hanging over their heads swayed slightly.
“Young lady … The girl … I’m begging you …”
The people on the Buddha platform had gone crazy. The power of money had confused them, making them forget their original purpose and their fear. They were immersed in their dreams of being rich.
Song qingxiao’s eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Upon closer inspection, her body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black gas, which was drilling in and out of her body, tearing at her will, making her unable to divert her attention to stop Li Quan and the others.
“Kill her …”
“Kill him …”
A soft and soft chant, like a curse, rang in her sea of consciousness.
The power of the Qing Ming token was getting stronger and stronger, and the blood contract between her and the Qing Ming token was being peeled off bit by bit.
‘Dang!’
‘Dang!’
With every heavy sound, a dent was left on the body of the Golden Buddha.
The sound of chiseling became more and more frequent, and more and more black gas appeared on the ground.
The low groan gradually grew louder, and the countless yellow silk threads hanging down from the top of his head became more intense.
‘Clang–clang–‘
‘Whoosh!’
“It’s broken!”
Li Quan, who was sweating profusely, shouted in joy, his face flushed red.
As he shouted, the Golden Buddha’s body suddenly moved.
‘Whoosh!’
An invisible Halo came from the top of the Buddha statue, like a rapidly receding tide.
The traveling merchants, who were obsessed with the gold, did not notice these changes at all. Everyone was blinded by money and madly tore at the hole Li Quan had dug.
As the light flowed down, the Golden body of the Buddha statue became fragile and decayed wherever it went.
Everyone tore off large pieces of gold, held them in their hands, and shouted, ”
“I’m rich …”
“I’m rich …”
“After I go back, I want to buy a house and a field … To be the landlord …”
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Everyone was dreaming of getting rich, but with a ‘buzz’, the power of the restriction spread across their bodies.
The large pieces of gold that these people had painstakingly dug out in their hands instantly turned into black, rotten rust.
The ecstatic smile on Li Quan’s face froze as he watched the gold that had turned into black iron flash with a strange red light. Then, it turned into countless ashes and scattered in his palm with a bang.
“Where, where’s my gold?”
“Where is the gold? Where’s my gold?”
Everyone who managed to grab the gold started to shout crazily. Their eyes were red as if they were possessed. They subconsciously turned their heads to dig for the giant Buddha.
He saw that the Buddha statue that was still shining with golden light earlier had already withered in an instant.
The Buddha statue’s body shriveled, and its fragile body could no longer support its huge head.
The Buddha’s head hung down silently. With a hair-raising creak, the Buddha’s neck broke, and the Buddha’s head rolled down with a thunderous momentum.
“Help! Help me!”
When everyone saw this scene, they were scared out of their wits and all shouted.
The crowd scrambled to cover their heads. Some wanted to jump off the platform, while others hid in the corner.
Rows of Buddha statues fell, making a deafening sound.
A huge gust of air rushed up, and the yellow silk above his head surged wildly under the turbulence of this air flow.
The black smoke from the decaying bodies of countless Buddhas that were flashing with red light was crushed into fine dust and condensed under the yellow cloth strips, turning into corpses that hung down.
The previously quiet and spotless Hall of Buddha’s light instantly turned into a living hell!
“Ah!”
Li Quan curled up on the high platform, looking at the dense corpses hanging down from his head, letting out a deformed roar of fear.
“Kill him …”
“Kill her …”
“Kill him …”
“Kill her …”
Each of the hanging corpses murmured softly.
They had been hanging here for 800 years, and their corpses had long dried up, like specially made ‘cured meat’!
“Ah …”
“Ah … Help me …”
“Ghost …”
Everyone who had just woken up from their dreams of getting rich finally heard a soft roar from within the hall.
Everyone raised their heads and saw the corpses hanging high above their heads in the air.
As the wind blew, the corpses were like hanging curtains. With a slight collision, the crisp rotting skin and flesh made a burning sound. A creepy despair suddenly surged in everyone’s heart.
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