The incident occurred ten days ago, when a wealthy daughter went to Hongguang Temple to burn incense, she disappeared strangely.

After the rich man called the police, the police went to Hongguang Temple to search and found nothing.

The rich man did not give up and spent a huge price through his strong connections and hired a preparatory warrior-level expert to search through special channels.

The preparatory warrior-level master went away and never returned as soon as he entered Hongguang Temple.

This incident was reported layer by layer and finally reported to the Special Affairs Bureau.

Liu Xin is Wang Chu's right-hand man, and he also arranged for the special affairs bureau to protect her secretly. Wu Sheng told Wang Chu of the information as soon as possible.

Under Hongguang Temple, a long cordon was set up, and a group of policemen were blocking the pilgrims who were trying to go to Hongguang Temple to burn incense.

A black car rushed from a distance and stopped under the Hongguang Temple.

Wang Chu and Tian Ningxia walked out of the car.

A policeman came over and said, "Hello, Hongguang Temple has been closed for rectification today. Please come again another day. For the specific rectification end date, please follow our official Weibo."

Wu Sheng walked over and said, "Old Liu, this is our boss Wang Chu! He is the person in charge of this incident!"

"Sorry, please come in!"

Officer Liu looked at Wang Chu and the others in surprise, and waved his hand, and the police immediately made way out.

Wang Chu reminded Wu Sheng, "You stay here to protect the safety of ordinary people!"

"Don't worry, boss, I will obey the orders firmly!"

Wu Sheng responded loudly. Even monsters like Wang Chu will be injured. Once a small shrimp like them is involved in a warrior-level phenomenon, they will become corpses in minutes. Being able to stay on the periphery is something that Wu Sheng cannot ask for.

Hongguang Temple is located on Tuofeng Mountain. The mountain road is rugged, surrounded by dense forests and picturesque scenery.

A bald monk, who had a height of 1.7 meters, had red lips and white teeth, and had a very handsome young monk, walked over with his hands together and said, "Amitabha, are the two donors here coming to burn incense? Our ordinary incense is 18 yuan, and the wealth incense is 168 yuan, which means that the marriage incense is 1111, which means that one person loves only one person in one life. A career incense is 1,000 yuan, which means that one must succeed."

Wang Chu said: "Little monk, I ask you! Have you ever seen a woman named Liu Xin come to your temple to burn incense?"

The little monk said with a confused look on his face: "No, you are the only two of you who come to our temple to burn incense today!"

"Haha! I just knew, what's going on without a temple? I'm not wrong!"

A hearty laughter came from the gate of Hongguang Temple. Two men and women walked out of the mountain road behind and walked towards Hongguang Temple.

Chen Yiyi, a woman wearing a red top, short skirt, black stockings and a pretty face, smiled and said, "Feng Yuan, you are right. As soon as I entered Hongguang Temple, I felt much more comfortable. Here, maybe it was really a temple where monks with magic powers were in charge."

Xu Tie, a man with a slightly dark skin and tall body, smiled and said, "That's good, it's good that we'll take the trail here. You have to thank me! If I, a local, led you on the trail, you wouldn't have crossed the police blockade."

Tian Ningxia's pretty face changed slightly and she said loudly: "Don't come here, it's dangerous here!"

"What a beautiful sister, I made a profit!"

The young man wearing a jacket and jeans, about twenty-one or two years old, his eyes lit up and he whistled.

Xu Tie also smiled and said, "Beauty, you are only allowed to burn incense with privileges, so we ordinary people are not allowed to burn incense? If it is dangerous, how could you be here?"

"Tianningxia, this is the only way to be convincing!"

The long sword in Wang Chu's hand flashed and turned into a cold light, slashing the handsome little monk in front of him, and slashing the little monk in half with one knife.

"Kill someone!! Kill...Skin, this is Skin...How can it speak?"

Feng Yuan had just screamed, and with horror, he saw in his face that the little monk's body, which was cut into two pieces by Wang Chu, was empty, nothing, and no drop of blood flowed out of its cut off body.

"Donor, put on an incense stick!"

The little monk's body was cut in two pieces, but a strange smile appeared on his face, and a creepy laughter came from his mouth, full of coldness.

"Ghost!!"

The four young men and women screamed, suddenly burst out, and rushed into Hongguang Temple at a speed comparable to a cheetah.

A serious look flashed in Wang Chu's eyes: "Their perception has been disturbed! This is the power that a warrior-level genius possesses. There is a warrior-level or above here!"

Low-level ghosts like the faceless female ghost cannot disturb human perception. They need to possess them before they can kill the possessed person. Warrior-level ghosts have the power to disrupt the perception of ordinary humans, making them think they are escaping, but they are dying by themselves.

Even if Wang Chu faces the warrior-level ghost, he must be careful and infused all over his body, otherwise he will be at risk of falling.

Thick fog rose from the Hongguang Temple, covering the surrounding area with an extremely strange thick fog.

黑!黑!黑!

Rounding bells sounded from the center of the thick fog, and neatly tidy, and creepy chanting also came from the center of the thick fog.

Wang Chu frowned slightly and walked towards the center of the thick fog.

Tian Ningxia followed Wang Chu with a black long sword.

In the middle of the thick fog, there is a Buddha temple. Among them, there is a six-meter-high Maitreya Buddha sitting.

In front of the Buddha Temple, on a futon, there was an old monk with white eyebrows.

Behind the white-browed old monk were nearly a hundred handsome monks wearing cassocks. Behind the young monks were more than twenty men and women, and the twenty men and women all looked pious and chanting scriptures.

The creepy and uniform sound of chanting scriptures came from the little monks and men and women.

When Wang Chu saw Liu Xin reciting scriptures in the crowd, he immediately felt a little relieved: "Liu Xin, it's true here! Fortunately, I'm not dead!"

"There are also a disciples who come from afar, which is really gratifying. Please listen to me chant a sutra! This is the supreme scripture "The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra" that can make people cross the sea of ​​suffering and transcend the other shore!"

The old monk with white eyebrows opened his eyes, a peaceful breath flashed in his eyes, and his tongue bloomed with lotus flowers, and a scripture was chanted from his mouth.

As soon as the old monk said to recite scriptures, the sound of everyone present began to change. Countless chanting sounds merged together at an extremely strange rhythm, turning into a torrent of sound and exploded in Wang Chu's mind.
Chapter completed!