Those wild chrysanthemums are growing wildly because the divine energy in the meteorite nourishes the soil of the island in the middle of the lake, benefiting these plants.

Jiang Hong and his five newly recruited companions finally waited until the wild chrysanthemums started to grow. After each of them picked a bunch, they immediately jumped on the sampan and rowed back.

"Quick! Quick!"

Jiang Hong urged.

"Don't be so anxious. I don't know what the pitfalls will be next. Let Lin Baici face the dark Buddha first?"

A bald middle-aged man was lazy and didn't paddle hard.

"What do you know?"

Jiang Hong was unhappy: "Following that Lin Baici is the safest thing!"

Except for the bald man, everyone else thought the same way, so he rowed quickly and quickly reached the pier.

Jiang Hong didn't wait for the sampan to stop before jumping down.

"hurry up!"

Jiang Hong urged, but after running a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

A burly and terrifying dark Buddha statue, like a ghost, appeared in front of him, blocking the way.

It was holding a wooden fish and tapping it slowly.

"I ask you, are you sincere?"

The Buddha lowered his eyebrows and stared at Jiang Hong with angry eyes.

Whoosh!

The cold sweat on Jiang Hong's body suddenly soaked his clothes.

"I am sincere! I am sincere!"

Jiang Hong responded hurriedly, but the Buddha of Merit was indifferent and asked again.

"I ask you, are you sincere?"

"I am sincere!"

Jiang Hong roared, and with a bang, he knelt down to the merit Buddha and kowtowed vigorously.

He was panicking to death, especially after hearing the merit Buddha ask again, he knew that he was going to die.

really!

The merit Buddha, who did not see Jiang Hong's sincerity, took the mallet and hit him on the head.

boom!

Jiang Hong's head was shattered, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and then the headless body tilted and fell to the ground.

Merit Buddha turned his head and looked at the bald middle-aged man, and appeared in front of him as if teleporting.

"I ask you, are you sincere?"

The bald man was frightened, turned around and ran away.

"If that Lin Baici were here, he would definitely know how to prove his sincerity, right?"

The bald middle-aged man just now remembered Lin Baici's kindness.

The Buddha of Merit had no expression on his face and smashed the gavel.

boom!

The bald middle-aged man died. He fell into the water and his blood spread widely.

The remaining three tourists escaped separately.

But it's no use!

The meritorious Buddha threw the mallet casually, and it roared out like a flying hammer, smashing the heads of these impious tourists one after another.

after,

The meritorious Buddha wiped his gavel and looked at the island in the middle of the lake.

There were figures moving around there.

So he boarded the sampan.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The crisp sound of wooden fish echoes in the sky above Lianhua Lake!

There are summer cicadas,

The screams got louder.

…

"Although we have collected a bouquet, we don't know what will happen. Let's adapt accordingly!"

In front of the Main Hall, Lin Baici finished his instructions in a low voice, ran up the steps, crossed the threshold, and walked into the main hall.

A spooky and ghostly aura immediately hit his face.

Everyone followed.

On the Lotus Buddha Platform, the Dark Buddha is still sitting there high up, holding his chin with one hand, overlooking these humble ants.

There was disdain, contempt, and deep ridicule on its face.

"The first one to come back is indeed you!"

The Dark Buddha looked at Lin Baici, his eyes passing over the torch in his hand and the cassock on his body.

Hiss!

The Dark Buddha couldn't help but stretched out his thick tongue and licked his lips.

From so far away, I can smell your deliciousness!

"We got the bouquet back!"

The old aunt had a smile on her face and a humble attitude: "Can you let us go?"

She didn't want to stay here for a second.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The dark Buddha chanted a Buddha's name, stood up, walked down from the altar, came to the old aunt, and squatted down: "You don't have to be afraid!"

Plop!

The old aunt knelt down directly.

"I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid!"

Her voice was trembling.

The Dark Buddha nodded, very satisfied with the old aunt's attitude, and stretched out a finger to touch Xu Xiu's head.

"Will you be my disciple?"

The movements of the Dark Buddha are gentle, like a shit shovel petting a cat!

The old aunt turned her head subconsciously and looked at Lin Baici.

"What do you see it doing?"

The Dark Buddha asked: "Don't you want to?"

Snapped!

The Dark Buddha pinched Xu Xiu's head with two fingers.

"I think! I think!"

The old aunt quickly surrendered, it was too painful to pinch the Dark Buddha,

"The boy is teachable!"

The Dark Buddha praised and released his fingers.

Just when the old aunt thought she had escaped, the dark Buddha suddenly bent its fingers and flicked towards her forehead.

Snapped!

The old aunt's head was shattered by the bullet, and the brains, skull, and blood and minced flesh became a mess, splattering out and smeared on the floor.

"ah!"

Zhang Ju collapsed on the ground in fear, and the others felt uncomfortable too.

No one expected that the Dark Buddha would be so moody and would kill people whenever he said he wanted to.

"Are you crazy?"

Lin Baici roared out, and his voice echoed in the hall.

He knew he shouldn't be so emotional, but he couldn't help it.

Ever since Longchan Temple was shrouded in darkness and mist and became a sacred ruin, he has been facing the threat of death. Other rules of pollution are fine. He can survive if he survives it. But this monster in front of him has already released three sacred games, and he still wants to do this.

Kill people at will.
To be continued...