Dong Ming nodded and understood what the man meant.

The body may have been stuffed from the bottom of the statue.

However, because there is a lotus platform under the Buddha statue, although the gap is blocked, as time goes by, the body will rot and blood will still seep out, which will make people feel strange over time.

However... a Buddha statue that can hold so many corpses, even if it is hollow, is definitely heavy enough.

Who can move it?

In doubt, everyone came to the vicinity of Qingjing Temple.

The county magistrate seemed to have some perfunctory intentions, but he did not prevent everyone from entering the so-called crime scene, and actually allowed them to enter the Qingjing Temple.

For a moment, everyone ran in excitedly.

Seeing this, Dong Ming frowned.

It wasn't until everyone had rushed in that Dong Ming and the other three came to the door.

Dong Ming's attention was first focused on the door.

But I saw that the temples looked primitive and mottled, and the original red paint had decayed, leaving pitted spots.

There are even some traces of moss and moisture corrosion on the edge of the door.

"yawn!"

Qingran suddenly sneezed and blinked involuntarily.

"What's wrong, you caught a cold?" Dong Ming was a little confused: "This Qingjing Temple is on a hill, and it does have some frost and dew. Does it matter?"

Qingran sniffed and shook his head: "Don't worry, I'm not sick."

"It's just... there's such a strong fragrance here!"

fragrance?

Dong Ming scratched his head.

But...he couldn't smell anything.

Moreover, looking at the county magistrate, government officials, and even the common people around him, it seems... they don't feel this strange.

"It does smell good." Chen Huang covered his face with a folded fan and said quietly.

Now, Dong Ming was even more confused.

A smell that only Chen Huang and Qingran can smell.

"This should be Yin Xianghuo." Chen Huang said solemnly.

Dong Ming twitched the corners of his lips: "Why do you think... this doesn't seem to be a good thing?"

Chen Huang said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's go in and take a look first."

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Overall Qingjing Temple is a large Buddhist temple.

After entering from the main entrance, there is a huge courtyard.

The layout of the Buddhist temples on the left and right sides, as well as the Buddhist temple in the front, is no different from that of ordinary Buddhist temples.

Suddenly, the meddlesome people who had entered first rushed out with a burst of screams.

They all knelt on the ground with pale faces, vomiting with distorted faces.

"Is the problem in the main hall?"

Dong Ming and the other three stepped forward quickly.

I saw that in the main hall, not only the Buddha Sakyamuni is enshrined, but the incense tables on both sides, as well as the walls and beams, are engraved with some large or small Buddhist protectors.

Eight of them should correspond to the eight tribes, with four on each side belonging to the left and right sides.

Others are carved on walls, pillars, and beams. They look lifelike and are really exquisite.

However, when he walked around to the back of the main hall and entered the place where the monk usually rested, he saw the county magistrate standing not far away.

Some of the government officials who were brought there were also bending over and vomiting.

Qingran suddenly said: "There is a very strange atmosphere here, um... It's similar to resentment, but it doesn't seem to be exactly the same."

Dong Ming stepped forward and took a look, only to see two Bodhisattva statues placed in the Zen room facing the main hall.

It's just that... the blood splattered happened to be stained on the Bodhisattva's eyes, turning them into scarlet red eyes.

In addition, blood oozed from the corners of his smiling mouth, just like a Bodhisattva vomiting blood, which is very ominous!

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

The hands of the two Bodhisattvas were pierced with flesh-colored skin.

Not only was the skin dripping with blood, it was stretched tightly and even... very complete.

And behind the human skin, a flesh-and-blood man without any skin on his body was sitting there with his hands clasped together.

Because of its lack of skin, its flesh and blood had stuck to the bed, causing its closed legs to become somewhat deformed.
Chapter completed!