10. Temple

"Ding-dang-dang-dang!"

The shadow ghost caught up.

Su Wu rang the Emperor Bell, and in the sound of the bell, the shadow ghost moved forward one by one like a frame-dropping picture.

But it was extremely fast, even if it kept stalling, it still kept a distance of two meters from Su Wu, not too close or too far!

At the same time, Su Wu found that every time the Emperor Bell rang, the black hand connected to his armpit would stall, and his own pain would gradually fade away.

This ghost hand can move independently!

Just now, the fragments of the shadow ghost were torn off, and the flesh and skin were grown on itself. Although it was affected by Su Wu's thoughts, it was the ghost hand itself that reacted.

Su Wu's consciousness can affect the ghost hand, but this influence is currently too weak.

His brain issued an order, and his own hands could react instantly, but when this order was transmitted to the ghost hand, it would take a minute or even longer for it to react slightly.

In one minute, the daylily was cold!

"Ding-dang-dang!"

The sound of the Emperor Bell echoed in the alley.

Su Wu dragged a dark and strange ghost hand with ten fingers under his armpit, and finally turned the corner of the alley and walked into the dim side road.

The shadow ghost kept trying to stick out its body at the corner of the alley. Its human-shaped head stuck out of the alley, and its dark face without facial features faced Su Wu.

Su Wu seemed to see a pair of eyes from that black face, staring at him straight.

He felt a chill in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at the prosperous street at the end of the side road.

The street fell into darkness-this is the precursor to the appearance of the lantern ghost.

When the red lantern is about to fly into the sky, all the lights and neon lights within its coverage will be extinguished, and it will fall into darkness, and only the skylight can fall to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Su Wu's heart suddenly jumped.

He turned his head instantly, and saw that only the sky was dimly lit. The shadow ghost at the corner of the alley was staring at him, and it disappeared instantly.

The next moment, it appeared in the shadows around Su Wu!

In an instant, the man stood up, and the distance between him and Su Wu was only two meters!

"Dingdangdangdangdangdangdang--"

Su Wu was so frightened that his hair stood up, but his wrist made the best choice at the most dangerous moment. He shook it suddenly, and the Emperor Bell sounded, and the shadow ghost was fixed in place!

One thought after another exploded in his mind.

"Before the lantern ghost appears, all lights will go out. And when the street falls into darkness, the shadow ghost can leave the apartment building and continue to chase me."

"This period of time is extremely dangerous, and we must not take it lightly!"

Step, step, step...

The footsteps of Su Wu echoed in the fork.

The shadow ghost in front of him pressed forward step by step, but was suppressed by the sound of the Emperor Bell, and always kept a distance of two meters from Su Wu.

Su Wu walked for about five minutes on a road that was less than a hundred steps long!

Finally, he reached the fork in the road.

The red lantern rose high into the sky, and the crimson light fell on Su Wu's back. He broke out in a cold sweat, and was worried that the next moment, his perspective would be pulled up and he would look down at his own body on the ground.

But this time, even though he was illuminated by the crimson light, his head was well placed on his neck.

Only the shadow ghost in front of him disappeared without any sign, like a bubble.

Su Wu turned around and looked at the headless corpses in the shops on the street under the crimson light. They all kept the postures of their last moments before their death, like wax figures.

His face was ugly.

The worst guess still happened.

He was illuminated by the red light, but he was unharmed.

This shows that the lantern ghost's killing method is not what he speculated. As long as he is illuminated by the red light, he will definitely die.

Its killing method is completely random!

Whether it is illuminated by the red light or not does not mean anything.

As long as it rises, everyone in the range may die, or they may be unharmed!

This is a knife hanging over the heads of living people. As for when the knife falls, the decision is not on the person under the knife, but on the knife itself!

"Hehe! Hehe!"

At this moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from the right armpit, and the pain made Su Wu's heart tighten and he gasped for two breaths.

He looked down at his right armpit: the ghost hand was swinging at will, and every time it moved, Su Wu felt severe pain!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Su Wu clenched the Emperor Bell and shook it continuously, while his brain kept issuing resistance commands to fight for the control of the ghost hand.

Under the double suppression, the ghost hand quieted down.

He looked around and his eyes quickly locked on the small temple next to the shop with the sign called "Palace Cake".

The small temple was built with dark red brick walls, which was completely different from the decoration style of the surrounding shops and could be recognized at a glance.

At this time, the temple exuded an orange light, earning a foot of land in the long street full of crimson.

"Let's go there!"

Su Wu no longer hesitated and ran as fast as he could.

Whether it was because he had consumed too much energy in the tug-of-war with the shadow ghost or because of his own psychological reasons, Su Wu clearly felt that his running speed had slowed down this time, and his legs seemed to be tied with sandbags.

In the glass window of the clothing store he passed by, three models stood silently in the crimson light.

Two models were wearing fashionable and bright clothes;

The third one stood on the side, her clothes were not bright or fashionable, but she looked unique without a head.

The distance between the fork in the road and the small temple was not far.

So even though Su Wu's physical strength was declining at the moment, he still ran to the small temple quickly.

Shrouded by the orange light from the small temple, Su Wu felt that his physical and mental fatigue seemed to be relieved, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Even the ghost hand that had been moving abnormally and needed to be suppressed by the emperor bell became much quieter.

He frequently used the emperor bell to suppress the ghost hand, and found that the sound of the emperor bell could not affect the lantern ghost.

Every palace lantern that seemed to be stained with blood was turning as usual in the sky, and no lantern stopped for a moment because of the sound of the emperor bell.

The crimson light quietly dissipated,

the surrounding neon lights were shining,

the whole place was silent.

Su Wu stood in the orange light and looked at the small temple in front of him.

This is really a small temple built of bricks. It abruptly "squeezed" out from the cake shop on the left and the blind massage on the right. There is no plaque, no house number, and it is not connected to the top floor at all.

"Is there such a temple on the street?"

"Never seen it before."

"It seems to have appeared suddenly."

Confused, Su Wu pushed open the half-closed black lacquered temple door, stepped over the threshold separated by a wooden board, and walked in. He immediately smelled the strong smell of smoke and fire.

He remembered that when he was a child, he lived in the countryside of his hometown. There was a land temple at the entrance of the street where his home was located.

Because a group of old people hid in the temple all day long to brag and tell ghost stories, the various kinds of dry tobacco they smoked and the fires they lit in the temple to keep away the cold, the smell gathered together was almost the same as the smell in this small temple at the moment.

There were no statues of gods in this temple.

There were no incense burners, altars, merit boxes, etc.

There was only a stone "candlestick" as thick as a bucket connected to the ground, and an orange fire was burning on the candlestick.

The flames were not known to be fueled by something, but just its burning brought Su Wu infinite peace.