215: Come back! Come back! Come back to me!

He entered Jinshan Temple.

The situation inside was far worse than Chu Mo had imagined.

Damn it!

The floor was cast from white jade, and the trees on both sides were either Bodhi or Wutong, among other valuable species.

Stepping into the main hall.

The Golden Buddha statue was also made of pure gold.

The dazzling golden light was somewhat blinding.

The Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Arhats, and Garan in the other side halls were also crafted from pure gold.

Jinshan Temple truly seemed like a golden mountain.

Its extravagance was unearthly.

"Xu Shi Zhu, what are you doing?!"

"Nothing much, just wanted to see what material this offering plate and table are made of... Hmm, not jade or gold, bad review!"

Chu Mo stood before the offering table, a look of disdain on his face.

Fahai was somewhat speechless.

The young monks following Fahai had no expressions on their faces, maintaining their compassionate look.

No one paid attention to the playful Chu Mo; they just found their respective meditation cushions and sat down.

Seeing this, Chu Mo nudged a meditation cushion with his foot and sat down on it with a thud.

The young monk whose meditation cushion Chu Mo had taken did not go forward to argue with Chu Mo; he merely looked at him, then sat down with a thud in the cushion's original spot, and followed the main group, beating a wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

This scene made Chu Mo a little curious.

He had gone this far, yet this young monk didn't come forward to reclaim the meditation cushion; instead, he just sat on the ground, following the group in beating the wooden fish and chanting Buddhist scriptures. This was very much like a thoughtless puppet, but his eyes weren't dull, not like he was being controlled...

As he pondered, Fahai walked up to Chu Mo and performed a Buddhist salute: "amitabha, since Xu Shi Zhu is willing to enter my Buddhist sect, then this humble monk shall speak of my Buddhist precepts..."

Next, Fahai launched into a long discourse.

Chu Mo, in any case, didn't hear a single word; it was like listening to a leader speak, quite tormenting.

However, the chanting of the surrounding young monks had a unique charm; it sounded quite captivating and completely lacked any sense of annoyance.

Unconsciously, Chu Mo actually immersed himself and joined the chanting team.

The chanting continued until dawn.

When Chu Mo opened his eyes again, the young monks who had been sitting on meditation cushions chanting had disappeared.

Even Fahai had vanished.

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

Chu Mo looked at the Buddha statues covered in pure gold, his eyes meeting those of the Golden Buddha.

In an instant, he had a strange feeling: this Buddha statue was not just a statue; it had life.

The moment this thought appeared in his mind.

The xuanwu jade pendant at his waist emitted a crisp sound.

"Crack—!"

A crack extended from the middle of the xuanwu jade pendant all the way to the bottom, almost breaking it in half.

This startled Chu Mo greatly, and he quickly averted his gaze.

"No! This Buddha statue is strange, I can't stay any longer, I must leave quickly, get out of here..."

Ignoring everything else, Chu Mo intended to return to his own world immediately.

Since the xuanwu jade pendant could crack, it meant that cracks could appear on his body at any time.

He did not want to die here for no reason.

"Daozong, it's time to go to the refectory for a vegetarian meal!"

Fahai's familiar voice came, seemingly carrying some kind of magic; Chu Mo's original thought of leaving this world completely vanished.

His mind was filled only with the vegetarian meal.

In a daze, he walked all the way to the refectory, queued up like the other monks, got his vegetarian meal, and sat down to eat.

Throughout that entire day, Chu Mo's brain was in a crashed state, and his body was out of control, like a puppet on strings, chopping wood, carrying water, washing clothes, and cooking with the other monks.

He knew what he was doing, and he was aware of what he was doing, and his body also provided feedback.

This situation was like being given a command that had to be completed; no matter what, he had to complete this command.

This situation continued until the middle of the night, when everyone gathered in the main hall to beat wooden fish and chant Buddhist scriptures.

"Master! Master!! Master!!!"

"Master, he is already unconscious. I will first shield his five senses, then guide his Primordial Spirit. You must observe the surroundings carefully. Once you detect anything amiss, immediately warn me. We cannot let them notice anything unusual!"

Two voices sounded in Chu Mo's mind.

The first voice was soft and full of worry.

The second voice was mature and decisive.

Soon, a bright lamp appeared in the darkness, a wisp of red fire leading the way forward, and Chu Mo's confused Chaos consciousness gradually stirred, following that red light all the way forward.

After an unknown period, Chu Mo finally opened his eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Consciousness returned, and he was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked and clinging to his body, the sticky feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn it! This Jinshan Temple is too bizarre. I'm afraid I've been ensnared ever since I entered Hang City..."

Muttering curses inwardly, Chu Mo was about to leave Jinshan Temple when he suddenly discovered that the main hall had completely changed its appearance.

The golden lotus platform had transformed into a white bone altar, the 99.9% pure gold Buddha statue had become a Buddha statue piled up from corpses, the offerings on the table had turned into flesh, blood, and white bones, with maggots wriggling inside.

In the corners, piles of white bones were stacked, and the decorations on the walls had all become nailed mummies.

The surrounding young monks had all turned into dried corpses, but they were still beating wooden fish made from skulls, and the scriptures they chanted were no longer ordinary Buddhist scriptures, but carried a demonic and Madness madness.

This was clearly a demonic scripture!

This Jinshan Temple was no longer a Buddhist Holy Land; it was clearly a demon's cave.

Chu Mo dared not meet the gaze of the corpse-bone Buddha statue before him; a single glance before, sensing something amiss, had caused the xuanwu jade pendant at his waist to crack.

If he were to meet its gaze again, he would likely die on the spot.

"Return!"

"Return!!"

"Make me return!!!"

Ignoring the need to stay here any longer, Chu Mo continuously called out in his mind, each cry louder than the last.

However, he dared not shout it out loud.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to return successfully and would also anger the final BOSS here.

A white light flashed, and Chu Mo's figure vanished from the main hall.

The sound of beating wooden fish and chanting scriptures ceased abruptly the moment Chu Mo disappeared.

The corpse-bone Buddha statue in the center of the main hall, with its hollow eyes staring at the human world, and its rigid face, took on a humanized expression of anger. The decayed human faces on its body wept and wailed, ten thousand ghosts cried out, and streams of bloody tears flowed from their despairing eyes.

In an instant, the corpse-bone Buddha statue's body was stained crimson with blood, and the eerie green light within the main hall appeared even more bizarre and grotesque.

If Chu Mo had still been in the main hall and dared to meet the gaze of the corpse-bone Buddha statue, he would have discovered that this Buddha statue's face was identical to Fahai's.

Unfortunately, no one witnessed this scene.