[Zuo Yang: In the past, when you saw this message, I was already dead! This death brought the message that the [Desire Ghost]'s body is not in the abbot. When you choose to enter [Izumo Temple], you must know where its body is! ]

The nasal cavity was gradually covered with the smell of blood.

Zuo Yang resisted the desire to eat, but because of controlling his own desire, his body was stiff and was completely swallowed by the rotten flesh and blood.

In a suffocating stench, Zuo Yang's vision gradually became clear.

The evening breeze was blowing.

He stood at the door of [Izumo Temple] again.

This time he returned to the time when he was planning to go in to save Feng Mengran and the little monk.

The cleansing body had disappeared.

Zuo Yang looked inside [Izumo Temple], but did not rush to investigate, but silently took out his mobile phone.

In an absolutely sober state, he could roughly guess where the [Desire Ghost]'s body was.

[Izumo Temple]! [Izumo Nun]!

The answer was always in front of him.

The Desire Ghost is particular about choosing its host.

It only wants pure people to give birth to desire.

The first one was the Nun Izumo, and the second one was the Little Monk.

As for the Little Monk, the Desire Ghost wanted to wait until she was revived before controlling her.

So... where is its body now?

It can only be on the body of the Nun Izumo!

"Hey! The past me looked straight into Jingxin's eyes and asked where the body of the Nun Izumo was!"

Called to the other end of the phone.

On the other side of the long river of time.

"Zuo Yang" was still standing in the basement, silently watching the kneeling Jingxin.

"Hey!"

"I'm talking to you, have you always been responsible for the aftermath of the corpse?"

"You... what are you talking about?"

Jingxin heard this and looked at "Zuo Yang" with vigilance.

"Zuo Yang" smiled, "Isn't this easy to guess? You brought me here, you are responsible for detaining people! If someone dies, are you also responsible for burying them?"

"What do you want to say?!"

"One last question!"

"Tell me! Where did you bury the body of [Nun Izumo]?!"

"Why...why do you want to know this?"

This time!

Jing Xin's eyes were unexpectedly firm, looking directly into "Zuo Yang's" eyes.

"Why do I know?"

"Of course, it's to find a good place for her! What do you think I want to do?"

"[Nun Izumo] and the bodies of other nuns should be buried properly! Shouldn't these people have a good beginning and a good end? They shouldn't be buried with you robbers, right?"

"Zuo Yang" spoke fiercely, Jing Xin's mouth trembled, and his teeth clenched.

"You... you are right..."

"I... I tell you..."

He lowered his head subconsciously, "I buried all the bodies in front of the Torii at the foot of the mountain..."

"One day, I will hang myself there, I feel sorry for them..."

"Oh?"

"Is that so?"

After staring at Jingxin for a long time, "Zuoyang" nodded and was about to respond to his future self on the other side of the phone.

"Swish!"

Suddenly!

Jingxin picked up the dagger with a ferocious face and rushed towards "Zuoyang"!

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?"

"Think about how much sin you have committed!"

"You still want to commit sin now!"

He looked at Jingxin's eyes anxiously.

But this time, his eyes were red, and he ignored himself.

"You know too much!"

"You can't touch the body of [Nun Izumo]!"

"Puff~"

"Zuo Yang"'s chest was pierced, and a lot of blood splattered in the [basement]!

"Puff~"

At the same time, the future Zuo Yang's chest began to rise and fall violently.

"Damn! Why did this honest guy react so strongly?"

Zuo Yang's face froze, and his body was gradually disappearing.

Once the past self died, he would also disappear.

Hurry up and take out the phone!

[Zuo Yang: Hello, July 15th me! Please send a message to June 15th me as soon as possible, asking him to cancel the arrangement to go to [Izumo Temple]! Quick! ! ! ]

Not long after the message was sent...

During the video call, "Zuo Yang"'s body instantly dissipated.

"Huh?"

Jingming looked at the disappearing "Zuo Yang" and was stunned!

But then, the entire [basement] image was distorted and completely disappeared!

"Ding Dong~"

Even the video call was hung up.

If the past "Zuo Yang" did not come to [Izumo Temple], then... nothing would be born.

So, everything just now disappeared, and the experience in the [basement] also disappeared!

Remember what happened here,Only Zuo Yang is here now!

Meanwhile.

In the fourth room of [Room and Board], the [Zuo Yang Tucao] on the wall is disappearing quickly and returning to a shriveled wall...

"I see..."

"Because I have completely cancelled my past self..."

"So, I didn't have this memory before..."

"Everything is explained!"

"I could see [Tucao] the first time I went to [Room and Board], but I guess it won't be there if I go again now!"

He stroked his phone for a while.

The cool breeze brought Zuo Yang back to his senses.

He looked down at the foot of the mountain and ran away quickly!

The outline of [Izumo-an] was looming again.

At the foot of the mountain, the [human-headed snake] of the Torii was still coiled lifelessly on the crooked tree.

"That's it!"

"Is the corpse of [Nun Izumo] really here?"

While hesitating, a ghost with four heads and six arms slowly condensed behind Zuo Yang.

"[Cursed Ghost]!"

"Dig up the soil here!"

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

The tall cursed ghost hit the ground with six punches one after another.

Soon, a shallow pit was dug out on the ground.

A familiar corpse stench instantly filled the shallow pit.

Zuo Yang frowned, looked at it, and his pupils slowly shrank.

Corpses!

Densely piled corpses!

Men's, nuns'!

All of them were covered with thin clothes, and everyone's face showed various expressions of desire.

The white flesh was twisted, and maggots and stench filled the pit.

There was so much rotten meat that everyone's head seemed to be soaked in the meat...

"So..."

"Before the last reopening, the ground shook... It was caused by the corpses crawling out of the splicing here!"

"Because I didn't sacrifice [Desire Ghost·Arrogance] this time, so they haven't moved yet?"

Looking at the pile of rotten meat in a daze, Zuo Yang was not sure which one was the real [Izumo Nun].

"Hiss~hiss~"

Suddenly!

A clear snake sound came from his ears.

Zuo Yang looked in the direction of the sound, and the [Human-headed Snake] suddenly twisted its body and stared at him straight!

"Huh?"

"What? Can you move?"

"[Zhongkui]! Keep an eye on it for me!"

He patted the [Ghost Face Sore] on his neck, and the human face on his neck stared at the [Human-headed Snake].

"Hiss~hiss~"

But...

The next moment!

This [human-headed snake] was spitting out its tongue, and the only human head was slowly twisting and turning into a snake head, suddenly pouncing towards Zuo Yang!!!