The other two black hellbeasts made a gesture of invitation, indicating me to go in the opposite direction.
The situation, in fact, is very bad.
However, at this critical moment, I can't do anything. Lao Gong follows me and the black hellbeasts as we leave.
A few minutes later, far away from the Buddha hall, we arrived at another secluded pavilion. Inside, there were some lotus thrones and black hellbeasts sitting cross-legged.
The side hall enshrines a statue of a Buddha.
This statue of the Buddha is not a golden-colored one, but a vivid red one, as if it had been painted with blood. On the top of its head, there is a crown, and the crown has several upright lotus petals on it, each with a different facial expression.
Upon the crown, as if another head lies atop, it bears three eyes!
After the two black hellbeasts spoke a few words, Lao Gong forced me to sit motionless on one of the cushions.
This situation is more like Lao Gong messing things up.
The original plan was to disrupt the situation and create an environment for us to find my dad.
Now that the person has been found, I'm left here like a prisoner, watched over. Luo Pin has been taken away, and I don't know what will happen to her, or if she might be killed right now!
But then I thought... even if she weren't brought here, if she were left in her original position, she might meet her end when someone comes to fetch her!
Time passed by slowly.
The sky grew increasingly dark.
The black hellbeasts stood up and left this pavilion, heading in a different direction, and no one paid any attention to me.
After a few minutes, everything became eerily silent.
Lao Gong finally stepped out of me, his head bobbing several times before he said, "That old fellow is really ruthless, choosing to reincarnate Xinbo and sacrificing the empress. The master must have felt quite helpless. Fortunately, we came along; otherwise, even if Xinbo were to die, he would have been driven mad by the torment. To think about seeing one's own mother having her heart and intestines torn out, it's unimaginable."
I remained silent, but my face was extremely tense, and my heartbeat was faster.
"Good news, the master is right here, we need to run away. Xinbo is preparing something. He just told me that he plans to place a statue in the Ruo family compound. Is this guy some kind of statue? The Black City Temple keeps a pack of demons disguised as gods, all escaped from the thirty-sixth Hell realm. Those diabolical Wuling Demons are not worth looking at." Lao Gong muttered to himself, clearly also shaken up by what happened.
But for some reason, the sensation of being watched returned...
I suddenly raised my head and stared at the statue.
In fact, when people are in temples, as long as they look directly at a statue, they will feel that the statue is watching them.
The feeling from this statue was the same.
Moreover, the head on top of his head, and those three pairs of eyes, seemed to be moving.
No! The eyes are actually moving!
"Something's wrong! Lao Gong, it's not right!"
I had goosebumps all over my body instantly. I thought of a terrible possibility.
If the "peeling flesh" objects are used here, the ghosts summoned by these statues will be the things on these statues. Then, the statues are effectively "alive", and if someone uses "peeling flesh" to summon this stuff, how can we not expose ourselves?
And even, could they send dreams?
My alert demeanor made Lao Gong also become alert, he cursed under his breath, "What the hell... there are eyes everywhere! Look! Believe me or not, I'll poke out your eyes!"
Despite his cursing, Lao Gong was shaking uncontrollably, clearly in fear.
It was at this moment that a bizarre scene suddenly unfolded.
And amazingly, the three eyes on the top of the statue's head closed down silently.
The sensation of being watched disappeared!
"Huh?" Lao Gong was surprised.
The oppressive feeling was significantly reduced, as if the "ghost thing" inside the statue had given up watching us.
"There's no other choice, but there won't always be people using peeling flesh in the Black City Temple. It's unlikely that they would summon this thing by accident. We can't operate without consulting each other. How can we succeed without this? " Lao Gong said while jumping to the other side of my shoulder, reminding me to look in that direction and head that way.
I walked out of the side pavilion but couldn't help looking back one last time.
The head on top of the statue's pedestal was still closed.
The statue's face, however, seemed to be struggling and displeased.
It was as if it hadn't closed its eyes of its own volition, but rather as though it had been forced!
Walking out a distance, I arrived at the position of the previous Buddha hall. The door was open, and there were densely packed lotus seats, at least thirty or forty of them, but no one was there.
My father is not here. I am now regarded as an ordinary Ruo family member, even somewhat deserving of credit, with no one bothering with me because in the eyes of the Black City Temple, I cannot and dare not do anything.
As for my father, Xinbo will never relax his vigilance.
If I can't be found, my father will be his only choice.
This is not what Lao Gong said about Xinbo's lack of urgency, on the contrary, it is particularly anxious, which is why he uses various means to pacify my father, even sacrifice?
He is checking whether my father has any problems that could be used against him!
The methods of Ah Gong Lama are indeed not weak. The bone beads in my father's abdomen have completely fooled Xinbo!
At that moment, I glanced at my wrist.
Then... is the bone bead I'm carrying the same as the one my father took, in terms of effect?!
There is a bit of a headache in my mind.
How come I feel that I am still within the calculations of Ah Gong Lama?
While contemplating this, I left the position of the Buddha hall and, following Lao Gong's guidance, walked in the direction of a farther location.
The Black City Temple at night is too quiet, too eerie. As I pass by the temple walls, the statues and murals on them seem to be alive, moving... like ghosts.
Lao Gong did not stay on my shoulder, he had hidden inside me, but his voice could be heard by me, and I could hear him panting constantly.
I didn't know where Lao Gong wanted to take me.
For the time being, we need to rely on him more.
After walking a long distance, Lao Gong signaled me to stop at a certain location. Here, there was a fork in the road, a crossroads. Ahead, was the path we had just traveled. To the left was a very deep valley, a downward slope.
To the right, it seemed to lead to another Buddha hall.
"Go left," Lao Gong reminded me.
I walked up the sloping path and continued forward.
The road soon came to an end.
There was a tower-like building here, but the tower was only as tall as a man, and a door sealed the way forward.
"This is where the Black Jail is. Oddly enough, there seems to be no additional defense measures?"
Lao Gong's low voice is audible to me.
"This must be the escape route. So it must remain untouched. It should be quiet. If it's not, they will seal off the exits."
"Yes, this is the best way to leave. If things get chaotic, the one hundred and eight Black Hellbeasts will discover it, and the entire Black City Temple will be sealed off!" The voice of an elderly man came from behind.
"What's with the one hundred and eight... Several of them have died..." Lao Gong's words cut off abruptly.
My face suddenly turned pale, and I quickly turned around!
In the moonlight, Xinbo, with a dry and thin figure, stood quietly about ten meters behind me. He had his hands folded in prayer, and his eyes seemed extremely joyful.
"You've come, it seems that Ah Gong has also come. That's good. I know you will definitely come."
I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave, and the coldness bit my bones. My ears buzzed with a loud humming sound!
How could that be!
No cracks on my face, no cracks in my breath, just because I was seen by the statue, and then some unknown force hindered the statue's behavior, instead exposing me!?!
