But I still have to cheer up and save people. Although there is no rule in the teachings of my great grandfather that we should care about the life and death of the living, didn't he open a ghost shop to make the living live better and safer? Alas, I helped a ghost once and got a reward, but helping a living person is selfless dedication, and I even helped the person who beat my brother. Do you think I am cheap
Lu Xiaoxiang and his friends were also scared because of Lao Liang's strange death in the restaurant. Qu Mo explained the situation, saying that Lu Xiaoxiang was possessed by an evil spirit, and the helper Wang Zijun found was a heavenly master who would accompany him through death tonight. Lu Xiaoxiang kept nodding his head, saying that businessmen are superstitious about ghosts and gods, and college students are no exception. He also came over to apologize to us sincerely. This time I felt his sincerity, but it was because he was scared by the shadow of death.
As a human being, we shouldn't have too high expectations. His sincere apology has satisfied our vanity.
Now that it was getting dark, I asked Lu Xiaoxiang to come with me to Longxing Temple. I was afraid that I was not strong enough to escape this disaster. If I hid in front of the Buddha statue in the temple, under the Buddha's light, and with my Taoist magic, I should be able to save his life.
Wang Zijun couldn't be brought along, as he was simply a burden. Qu Mo could still help a little, but the others were also out of the question. We sent Wang Zijun back to the hotel, and went into Longxing Temple before it closed. We found a corner to hide in, and waited until it was dark and the security guards came over for their routine inspection, and then the three of us slipped out.
As soon as it gets dark, the evil spirits will start to become active. I had already pasted a ghost-suppressing talisman on Lu Xiaoxiang's forehead. He was sandwiched between Qu Mo and me, and when he walked, the yellow talisman fluttered on his forehead, just like the zombies in horror movies.
The temple was equipped with street lights and surveillance equipment. We tried our best to sneak along the walls in the dark shadows and finally reached the outside of the Main Hall. The lights here were the brightest. Besides, once the tourist attraction was closed, the door of the main hall was also locked, so it was quite difficult to get in.
But this was not a problem for me. As a soldier who had just returned from the special forces, how could I not sneak into a heavily guarded and locked house? I turned my head left and right and saw four floor-standing spotlights on the table in front of the main hall, illuminating the entire main hall as bright as day.
I had an idea. I asked them to wait for me in the dark while I sneaked behind the spotlight, took out the mobile phone charger from my backpack, cut off the power cord, and peeled out the copper core. Then I used a peach wood sword to pry open the base of the spotlight to expose the power connector. I inserted one end of the power cord into the crack of the bluestone and touched the other end to the power connector.
I lit the fire with a click, and everything went dark. The whole temple lost power. I used my knowledge of grounding protection. Grounding current will cause the protector to trip instantly. But the maintenance staff will definitely close the protector in a short time, so I took advantage of this brief opportunity and used one of Qu Mo's hairpins to unlock the door of the main hall in the dark. We just went in and closed the door when the power rang.
Standing in the empty hall at this moment, I was not as calm as when I came in to burn incense during the day. There was a small light bulb hanging on the ceiling of the hall, emitting a dim red light, making the huge hall very dim, as gloomy as the underworld. There is a folk saying: One person does not enter the temple, and two people do not look into the well. This makes sense, especially at night, when the Buddha statues in the hall are baring their fangs and claws, with hideous faces, looking like ghosts, which really makes people feel scared.
Especially in the main hall, the Buddha and Bodhisattva statues are okay, but the eighteen arhats lined up on both sides are not as gentle as the black and white impermanence. Those fierce statues will really give you nightmares if you see them at night.