These things have too much yin energy. I knew it when I studied the nine streams of sorcery; some ghosts eat some living creatures underground, which causes the yin energy to grow. I didn't expect that the people in the Black City Temple ate these things all the time, which is why they are so malevolent.
Of course, I can't accept it, but for Lao Gong, this is a nourishing delicacy. Although he doesn't usually get to eat such rare and delicious foods, he seems to enjoy it very much.
I've been standing by the door, watching the outside world through the cracks.
Finally, Lao Gong finished his hearty meal. As he picked his teeth, he glanced around left and right. Soon, he transformed back into his head form and spat out a large mouthful of yellow teeth.
He mumbled his birth date and year, looked at the teeth on the table in front of him, slurped up a mouthful, and then spat it back out. He did this again, and all the yellow teeth stood upright on the tabletop. Some were still stained with pork silk, making people feel sick just looking at them.
He swallowed the yellow teeth again, moved his mouth twice, and muttered, "Your grandmother didn't say wrong about the eight characters either. If I can't figure it out, it must be a chaotic reading. Either this place hides the heavens' mysteries or it's because of the Lama's involvement. Last time, I thought it was because I didn't have enough to work with. Now, I have more than enough; even my biological mother is here."
"Both want Lord Lao to die, this is a difficult situation."
My feelings towards Lama Acon were already at an ice point, and what Lao Gong said deepened and intensified the coldness in my heart.
My intuition tells me that Lao Gong's conjecture is likely to be about eight or nine out of ten, Lama Acon knows us too well. He is completely determined to cut off our retreat and make everything proceed according to his plan.
"You will find a way, you are a god-like figure in the divine land!"
I had no other choice but to encourage Lao Gong to come up with an idea.
"Earthly Deity isn't a god, oh well, maybe we could get the old madam to cast a divination. Whether it's an outlandish spirit or a benevolent one, they're probably more adept than I am," Lao Gong muttered in his mouth.
I am aware of that, and he is also stuck without a choice. Otherwise, he wouldn't say such absurd statements.
"Hmm... If we really have no choice, we'll have to use the old method." Lao Gong licked his lips and suddenly said, "Hmm..."
I thought for a moment and said, "Fishing in troubled waters?"
Lao Gong nodded.
"How can we make the waters muddy?" I asked Lao Gong again.
In this situation, only someone who excels at what they do should handle the task. Lao Gong is skilled in calculations, and he's sure to come up with a more secure method than I could.
"Wait for someone to bring us food." However, Lao Gong's words left me confused.
Time is gradually passing, and the sun outside gradually becomes bright red. Finally, a ray of sunlight penetrated the room. We estimated that we had entered the Black City Temple in the early morning. Now it was around noon.
It was still the same young monk who came to deliver the meal.
While the other party enters the adjacent room, Lao Gong disappears around the corner.
I originally thought that Lao Gong was going to eat the soul after being possessed by a ghost, obtain information about the Black City Temple, and then make a plan.
However, there was a disturbance in the room next door, accompanied by the panic-stricken scolding of a woman named Luo Pin.
With the commotion, there were also the sounds of wild laughter.
Lao Gong made a mistake?!
For a moment, my heartbeat skipped a beat. I pulled open the door and rushed out of the room.
At this moment, several people were rushing over from a distance, heading straight for Luo Pin's room.
A massive bang resounded as the door was blasted open, and the young monk who flew out backward.
He landed heavily, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he forcefully shook his head, and his eyes were extremely dazed.
In an instant, I felt a chill run down my spine. It was clear that Lao Gong had taken over everything, possessing my body.
In the next second, Luo Pin stumbled out of the door. She had a deep green baby crawling on her shoulder, wailing in a sorrowful cry, and staring fixedly at the young monk lying on the ground.
Luo Pin looked extremely panicked. On her aged cheeks, there was a streak of redness, along with an unhidden anger.
This doesn't seem to match what I thought?
Lao Gong controls my body, taking a few steps forward and pounding his fists toward the young monk.
At this critical moment, several people arrived from a distance, all in monk robes. I could tell that none of them were the Black Rakshasa.
Although there are a hundred and eighty-eight Black Rakshasa in the Black City Temple, they don't seem to appear randomly. Only one appeared when we were first brought in by them.
The punch didn't land on the young monk, but was intercepted by an elderly monk.
The voice of Luo Pin, who was now very old, carried a note of urgency and anger.
The same sharp voice echoed from my mouth, filled with intense anger!
The young monk looked panicked and clueless, babbling incoherently to explain something.
The old monk who was holding my hand looked between angry and cheerful, and the two beside him seemed surprised. When looking at the young monk, their eyes carried a hint of fear.
Suddenly, the old monk released my wrist and instead pressed one hand firmly on the young monk's forehead.
In the sound of "Click", his skull seemed to have broken……
His wide eyes showed an extreme sense of unwillingness, and blood was oozing from his head, mouth, nostrils, eyes, and even ears.
Following the old monk and the other two monks, they all clasped their hands in a prayer gesture, bowing to Luo Pin, even prostrating on the ground.
I can see that they are seeking forgiveness.
Luo Pin remained silent.
Soon, two of the monks got up, made a gesture of invitation, and indicated to Luo Pin to enter the house.
Luo Pin hurriedly entered the house then.
Meanwhile, Lao Gong controlled my body and returned to the previous room.
Outside the room, the old monk carried away the body of the young monk, while the other two soon distanced themselves from them.
"What's going on? Did you kill him already? No commotion at all?" Lao Gong appeared on my shoulder, looking very dissatisfied.
"What did you do?" The previous scene happened too quickly, and I still haven't reacted to it.
"Nothing major, I just forced myself into the young monk's body and scared your grandmother. After all, your grandmother has crawled over the Ming Princess of Xinpo, her status is still somewhat different. Xinpo's body was impaired, and this young monk dared to have lascivious thoughts about tasting the flavors of Xinpo's Ming Princess. This is quite understandable." Lao Gong explained.
Me: "..."
"It's too fast, the killing was too fast! People need an explanation! There needs to be a story. Although the problem is with us, would we really hurt ourselves?" Lao Gong explained.
"Good grief, the old monk directly killed the person... It's like they are trying to hide something, making it difficult to handle." Lao Gong said.
Lao Gong looked indignant and cursed: "If it doesn't work, I'll have to go to the Black Dungeon. I'll release a bunch of prisoners on him if he doesn't die from anger!"
I didn't respond.
Indeed, things didn't turn out as Lao Gong had expected.
Going to the Black Dungeon might not necessarily work.
In this situation, Black City Temple must have increased its defenses.
The sound of footsteps suddenly grew louder again.
I became alert, and Lao Gong took control of my body instantly once more.
He opened the door with a flick of his wrist and cautiously watched as two people approached from a distance.
The attire and aura of the two people were completely different, and they could be easily recognized as Black Rakshasa.
One of them was holding a tray, and on the tray, there was a head...
It was the head of the young monk we saw earlier, with blood oozing from every orifice, looking like he died without seeing the light of day!
