The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 900 - The Temple in the Empty Mountain

Chapter 900: Chapter 900 The Temple in the Empty Mountain

Chapter 900: Chapter 900 The Temple in the Empty Mountain

Huang Xiaolong led Ming Kuan, Feng Hanyan, Qingqing, and paced quickly to the entrance of the village (Burial Mounds).

They saw a few children playing hide-and-seek, singing nursery rhymes.

“One two three, dig out a heart”

“Four five six, chop a pig’s trotter”

“Seven eight nine, lift and go”

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“What kind of song is that, who taught them that?” Feng Hanyan muttered.

Ming Kuan smiled at the children and called out. “Kids, we’re just passing by and would like a bowl of water from your village. Where are your elders? Can you lead us into the village, how about it?”

“Hee hee hee~~ Hee hee hee~~” The children raised their eyes, looked at Huang Xiaolong and the others, and their expressions were devoid of childish innocence, instead filled with a strange greed and distortion.

Huang Xiaolong, on the other hand, had already seen right through them; these were clearly just a few bloody little ghosts.

The little ghosts laughed for a while, then ran into the village.

Ming Kuan shook his head and smiled wryly. “The children in the village are indeed odd. Master, let’s just go in ourselves.”

The group walked into the village.

In every household, numerous people (ghosts) came out, eyeing Huang Xiaolong and the unexpected visitors with avaricious looks.

Without waiting for Ming Kuan to speak, Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “Where is that monk from the Empty Mountain Temple? You all are the little ghosts under its command, right?”

“L… l… little ghosts?” Ming Kuan couldn’t help but shiver with a chill.

“Hahahaha~~~” An old man, with a sinister smile, said to Huang Xiaolong. “Who would have thought that you, a young lad, would see through Master Yizhen’s blinding magic. However, this time, you won’t be leaving!”

“Nonsense~ Forget it, I can’t be bothered to argue with you.” Huang Xiaolong waved his hand dismissively, uninterested.

In the midst of speaking, Huang Xiaolong lightly released his Daoist power.

Boom~~~~!!

Golden light spread out like ocean waves, instantly reaching the entire village!

The next second, the houses and various buildings in the village crumbled apart as if they were made of paper!

The blinding magic was broken directly!

Ming Kuan, Qingqing, and Feng Hanyan immediately felt a chilling sense all around them. The villagers, one by one, turned into the forms of fierce ghosts!

Graves, coffins, skeletons… The whole place was laid out like the Burial Mounds!

“Kneel down, all of you!” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes blazed with commanding might, and upon releasing his imposing aura, the ghosts of the village were so terrified they wet themselves and fell to their knees with a clutter. “Spare us, sire, spare us… It’s not our fault… It’s not our fault… Master Yizhen made us stay here…”

“You there, speak. What’s going on?” Huang Xiaolong said impatiently to an old ghost.

“Yes, yes, sire…” The old ghost was covered in shredded flesh, oozing a revolting thick goo, with hollow eyes and countless corpse worms crawling over its ghostly body.

The old ghost wailed in fear. “Sire, we… we were just villagers from nearby, but… but we were killed by Master Yizhen… Master Yizhen made our souls stay here, so if the living came by, we were to… to deceive them into going to the Empty Mountain Temple for praying and offering incense, and trick the living by saying… by saying… that the Empty Mountain Temple is very effective…”

“Hmm. So this supposed Master Yizhen, that’s the Ghost King, right? The most sinister ghost in Fozhou City,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

“Yes, yes, yes, Master Yizhen is the Ghost King, and we, the little ghosts, dare not defy him…”

“Alright~~ I see you are also innocent victims. I won’t pursue this to the bitter end.” Huang Xiaolong took out the Soul Containing Tube and collected all the fierce ghosts in the Mass Burial Mound.

“Ghost King? Master Yizhen?” Ming Kuan was terrified. “Fozhou City actually harbors the existence of a Ghost King! I… I had no idea… I always thought, that… that sealed ghost from the Qing Dynasty… was the most vicious ghost in Fozhou… I didn’t expect…”

Ming Kuan broke out in a cold sweat.

“That Qing Dynasty female ghost was also a pitiful person in life, killed by Monk Yizhen of this deserted mountain temple. Let’s go.” Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and took the lead towards the temple up the hillside.

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Ming Kuan, Qingqing, and Feng Hanyan, followed closely behind without stopping.

“I do find it a bit strange…” Huang Xiaolong mused as he walked. “Usually, temples and Taoist temples are places where ghosts can be suppressed. But Monk Yizhen turned this deserted mountain temple into his own lair, that’s quite audacious.”

Reaching the temple gate, the red-eyed crows in the nearby trees flapped their wings frantically and flew about chaotically, cawing in a manner most alarming.

The whole temple was steaming with a thick ghostly mist that couldn’t be dispersed.

The main gate of the temple was already rotten and destroyed, and the inside was dark and gloomy, like the gaping maw of a monstrous beast ready to devour everything!

Woo woo~~ woo woo~~

A viscous yin wind blew out from the temple.

“I’m saying, let’s not just stand here. Let’s go in,” Huang Xiaolong laughed.

Besides Qingqing the snake demon who feared nothing, Ming Kuan and Feng Hanyan instinctively felt a bit apprehensive.

Huang Xiaolong chuckled wryly. “You don’t need to be scared. I don’t sense the Ghost King’s aura, I think——Monk Yizhen has probably left already.”

“Left?” Ming Kuan asked curiously.

“However, I will meet him,” Huang Xiaolong said with a mysterious smile. “In Shanghai.”

“Oh, young master, do you mean that the Ghost King of Fozhou City, Monk Yizhen, has already gone to Shanghai to attend that Ghost King’s Assembly?” Qingqing suddenly understood.

“Let’s take down his lair first,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled and walked into the temple.

He took out a few incense sticks and recited the Fire Bell Curse, lighting up the entire main hall.

Suddenly! In the main hall, the Buddhist statues being worshipped had their eyes gouged out, forming two terrifying empty cavities!

Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly.

So that’s how it is. Most Buddhist statues are spiritual and can vanquish demons and subdue ghosts, but with their eyes gouged out, these statues in the deserted mountain temple naturally lost their spirituality.

And the desecrated statues without eyes were terrifying and sinister!

“Xiaolong, this place has a terrifying feel… these statues are too frightening, let’s just destroy them!” Feng Hanyan frowned slightly.

“That Ghost King is really too arrogant, even daring to desecrate Buddhist statues! This is simply! It’s simply outrageous!” Ming Kuan was very angry and annoyed.

At that moment, outside the temple, a chilly wind rose from the ground, followed by a sigh. “Ah~~~ Amitabha, since the benefactors have come, please don’t leave… All beings suffer, from birth, aging, sickness, death, resentment, separation from loved ones, and the failure to obtain what one seeks… The benefactors are too attached, the Buddha delivers those with destiny, this time, let this humble monk deliver the benefactors… Amitabha.”

This voice did not have the compassion inherent in Buddhism, but was filled with evil, cruelty, greed, and an overwhelming ghostly aura!

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