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Chapter 88 Large-scale public events

At dusk, the sun on the plain shines with a fiery red light on the horizon.

Luo Feng and the other two sat in the carriage of the high-speed train, looking at the sky gradually getting dark outside the window, and their eyebrows tightened unconsciously.

"I finally found it!"

At this time, Cui Jun, who was lowering his head, let out a soft cry. Facing the gaze that Luo Feng and the others looked at each other, she raised the cell phone in their hands to them.

"The network of this EMU is really not good, it is intermittent, and I finally found a complete report from Jingjiang locally."

Luo Feng went forward and read the title of this report: "18 Monks Death One Night: Revealing the Truth of the Ghost Temple in Jingjiang"? This report was from several years ago, right?"

"What's the solution?" Cui Jun withdrew his hand, swiped his fingertips on the screen, and muttered quietly, "It's been so long since time has passed, it's good to find reports online."

Luo Feng held his hand and leaned on the seat without thinking: "The more you report like this, the less I believe the so-called saying that all 18 people died overnight."

"What's wrong? Do you think it's unscientific? Don't forget that what we're facing now is not very scientific."

"No, I mean..."

Luo Feng looked around and then lowered the volume and said to the two people around him: "If ghosts exist, maybe the corresponding gods and monsters also exist? Since it is a temple, no matter how you say it, such a weird thing shouldn't happen easily, right?"

"What do you mean is this man-made?" Tang Qiaojue looked at him thoughtfully.

"This possibility is the greatest. After all, it is impossible for haunted everywhere, let alone that kind of place. However, if it is artificial, the so-called deaths of 18 people here are probably full of water. It is hard to say what the truth is."

After listening to Luo Feng's analysis, Cui Jun and both frowned and began to think.

Since they are going to Jingjiang to save people, they naturally have to figure out the basic situation of the place first. The thing they care about the most is of course the origin of the name "Jingjiang Cemetery".

"I am not very familiar with the temple on Bluestone Mountain. I only heard someone mention that thing a year or two ago."

Tang Qiaojue, who was sitting aside, further told the two of them in detail what they knew.

"I heard from the senior brother in Putuo Temple. It is said that one night more than ten years ago, all the monks in the temple on Bluestone Mountain suddenly died. I don't know if there are 18 people."

"Because the mountain is rarely visited, it is said that when the corpses of those monks were found, most of them were already rotten. But one by one, they sat solemnly in the main hall in the temple, with their hands folded, as if they were still alive."

"At that time, because I couldn't come up with a good solution at once, and the corpses were not easy to preserve, the local area simply buried all the corpses of the monks on the spot. After investigation, it seemed that nothing was discovered. The monks were like collective suicide."

"Because this kind of incident is not affected well when it is spread, the local area did not make much publicity and the case was closed secretly."

"But afterwards, the fire was not enough. What happened on Blue Rock Mountain was spread. Logically, this kind of thing that sounds evil is also taboo, and people generally don't pay too much attention to it. But the people on Jingjiang have had a concept since ancient times that everything will be reversed."

"They think that the place where evil is to a certain extent, the better the Feng Shui will be. So, when no one controls it, local people like to bury people on the Bluestone Mountain after their relatives die."

"This behavior started more than ten years ago and was said to have completely disappeared until a few years ago. It is precisely because of this that wild graves can be seen everywhere on the mountain, and some graves and tombstones are not even known, so it is called the "Jingjiang Cemetery."

Although he had heard Tang Qiaojue tell him a little bit before, after listening to the origin of the Jingjiang Cemetery again, Luo Feng couldn't help but shake his head: "Yu Cha is too brave. If it were me, even for work, it wouldn't be possible to go to that kind of place at night."

"There is no other place to go to Jingjiang. She might have wanted to go to the scene in advance at noon today, but she didn't know what happened to her..." Tang Qiaojue said and lowered her head, her fat face couldn't hide her worry.

Luo Feng patted his back, and at this time he couldn't say anything better to comfort him.

"So strange."

Cui Jun, who was sitting opposite the two, slid his cell phone screen and looked up at the two of them in confusion: "Why can't I find the name of that temple after searching?"

"Since it's on the Bluestone Mountain, it should be called 'Blueshi Temple', right?"

"No." Tang Qiaojue shook his head, "Since there are monks, it should be a 'month', and it should be called 'Qingshi Temple'. However, it may be too small, so others have become the name of 'ghost temple'. In fact, the place that can be called 'miao' is either a place of sacrifice, or a place that worships other immortals or some wild spirits."

"You are too serious." Cui Jun said, and the suspicion on his face had not faded. "No matter what, you should have a name. Did your senior brother not tell you the name of the temple when he told you about this?"

"No. He said he couldn't remember it," explained Tang Qiaojue. "Jingjiang and several nearby counties and cities, this area is called the "Minnan Buddhist Kingdom". There are many temples, who can remember them one by one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the radio in the EMU sounded appropriately, informing passengers that they were about to arrive at Jingjiang Station.

"Anyway, let's get off the car and go to the local police station to check it out. There hasn't been any news for so long, and I don't know if I have found out."

After hearing Luo Feng's words, Cui Jun and the two nodded. The three of them bowed their heads and packed up their carry-on items, waiting for the high-speed train to arrive at the station.

But just after the three of them felt the train slowly stop, they just stood up from their seats, and a series of blood-red prompts jumped out unexpectedly in front of them.

[The player has entered the non-safe map.]

[Welcome to: Jingjiang City.]

[Remind players that have entered the participation scope of the large public event "Miaomen Ghost Story". The event mode is the default participation. If you leave the map "Jingjiang City" and you will automatically leave the event.]

[Players "Luofengjun", "Tang Bufo", "Please listen" are the team status, and are now set as the default team participating event. Will it be changed?]

In an instant, Luo Feng and the other two took a breath.

They subconsciously looked at each other's back necks.

Sure enough, it was still empty.
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