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2558 Small Temple

2558

The old woman's expression was very painful, and her limbs were trembling. She was not as good as death now, so she might as well let her son kill herself.

"Mother, what are you talking about..."

The waiter cried and immediately looked at Ye Chu who was beside him: "I have invited you a master, he will definitely cure you..."

"I'll take a look."

Ye Chu walked over, and the waiter quickly moved out of the position. Ye Chu first observed the old woman. There was indeed a cloud of sinister things in her body.

Fortunately, this yin thing is not too powerful, otherwise, with her mortal body, she might have died long ago.

In fact, there is nothing to cure. For a great saint like Ye Chu, it was just something he could do, but Ye Chu still reached out and put it on her forehead.

Then he turned his fingers and sucked out the evil things in her body.

"call……"

"I seem to feel much more comfortable."

The old woman's limbs trembled, and she felt as if she had become much more relaxed in an instant. She vomited a long breath and collapsed weakly on the edge of the bed.

"Senior, you are such a miracle doctor..."

The waiter knelt down to Ye Chu in a moment and kowtowed to Ye Chu for gratitude. Unexpectedly, Ye Chu cured his mother in an instant.

"Get up, a small matter."

Ye Chu smiled helplessly, and this is the helplessness of mortals.

"Senior, your life-saving grace will never be forgotten. Your life will be yours in the future." The waiter in this shop is a filial son, and his old mother is also his only relative.

"Don't be so polite."

Ye Chu smiled helplessly, and after a moment of his right hand, an ancient book appeared in his palm.

Then he gave it to the waiter of the shop: "I think you have a pretty good physique. Maybe it's a material for cultivation. I will continue to promote your filial son style in the future and practice well..."

"Senior, this..."

The waiter was shocked and looked at the ancient book in his hand. He knew without thinking that this might be the legendary method of cultivating immortals.

"Thank you, senior..." The waiter kowtowed to Ye Chu again.

Ye Chu was also helpless and sighed: "Have you mistook something?"

"Immortal, I took a sip of spring water, and it turned out like this." The waiter's old mother sighed.

"Oh? Spring?"

Ye Chu frowned and said, "Where is that spring water?"

"Senior, let me take you there. The spring water is next to a temple. Others also drank the water there, but there was no problem. My mother was like this after she finished drinking it." The waiter said.

"There is still such a thing?"

Ye Chu felt that this matter might not be simple, so he fed the old woman some diluted spiritual water, and then followed the waiter to check near the temple.

...

Half an hour later, they came to the so-called temple.

The temple is not very luxurious. It can be said that it is a very devastated temple, but there are many believers.

Ye Chu glanced at it and found that the hundreds of people who burned incense and worshiped Buddha were all poor people nearby, mostly ordinary mortals, not practitioners.

Although this big city is quite large, there are also many ordinary mortals. Most of the people who burn incense and pray here are the miserable people in nearby slums.

When he came to this small temple, Ye Chu saw something unusual at first sight. In the side courtyard of this small temple, there was a strange guy wrapped in a big black robe and it looked like he didn't look like a good product.

What shocked Ye Chu even more was that the guy was setting up an ancient formation in the side yard.

In the middle of one of the ancient formations, there was a black skull, which was being sacrificed.

"Senior, the spring water is right behind and is respected by us as the holy water. My mother drank the holy water to pray for me. Look..."

The waiter wanted to lead Ye Chu in, but Ye Chu said to him: "You go back first, I already know, I will deal with this matter."

"Senior, have you seen something?" the waiter asked cautiously.

"No big problem, it should be quite normal here. You go back and practice the one I gave you. Remember not to show anyone that." Ye Chu told him.

"Yes, senior, please don't worry, I will definitely not spread it." The waiter's voice was like a mosquito, thinking that it must be the ultimate Taoist Dharma that cannot be passed on to outsiders.

"Yeah, you go."

Ye Chu patted the guy on the shoulder. The waiter seemed to be experiencing wind under his feet. The speed suddenly became much faster. Even he was a little surprised and trotted away from here.

Seeing that the waiter left, Ye Chu had no other concerns. He looked at the situation of the entire temple.

Although the temple is small, it has all the internal organs, including the Main Hall, several other sub- halls, as well as this vegetarian room, kitchen and toilet.

Moreover, this temple does not collect silver or spirit stones from the hard-working people, and does not require incense money to burn incense, which is indeed very strange.

There are four or five monks in the temple, and they are divided into several temples. It is logical that there are only four or five people, which is definitely not enough.

But if you look closely, you will find that these four or five monks have always lowered their heads and never looked at people directly, but just lowered their heads and shrank in the corner.

If the fragrance is not enough, or if other things are not enough, you will come up and add some in.

These four or five monks never talk to the people or communicate with them. Everyone may think they are mute and hard-working monks who cannot speak.

In fact, after Ye Chu carefully observed, he found that these monks were not mutes, but a few dolls.

It’s just that they are high-level dolls, dolls that are artificially controlled, and the master who controls them must be the mysterious man in black robe in the side courtyard.

"What the hell is this guy refining?"

"Why should we attract these poor people to come here?"

Ye Chu frowned and did not enter the side yard immediately. That guy's strength was not very good, and at most it was in the king's realm. It was very easy to catch him.

He was just curious why the other party wanted to build such a fake temple to attract the poor people nearby to pray for blessings.

He also followed other people to enter the Main Hall here. There were many golden statues of gods and immortals in the hall, and there were 70 or 80 in total.

Ye Chu sat on the cushion and looked at the golden statue nearby, but he really saw a little trick.

In this Grandmaster Hall, there is a secret magic array here. The poor people entering it seem to be infected by this magic array.

After they entered the Main Hall, they became extremely quiet and pious. Almost everyone was muttering words, and their movements became very regular, and they knelt down and worshiped all the statues in the hall one by one.

"What kind of puppet secret technique is this?"

Ye Chu frowned and followed an old woman in front of him, making the same move, pretending to ask for blessings to these statues. In fact, he was not affected by this magic circle.

But what is certain is that this is a magic circle that can control people, control the behavior of entrants, and even control their thoughts.

Ye Chu has not figured out what these people are doing to worship these statues of gods. Logically speaking, these poor people have nothing to exploit.

"Um?"

After praying for half an hour, he finally left the Main Hall by quickly turning around. Ye Chu finally found something wrong, a landlord on the west side of the Main Hall.

There is a golden statue of a goddess and fairy behind this statue, and a small statue of an eight-armed demon god was quietly placed, hiding behind this statue of a goddess and fairy.

[There is a problem with the system today. It was updated regularly and should have been updated at noon, but the bookstore system did not show it. Now it has been updated manually. Sorry.]
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