"Since you have seen the Tathagata! Why don't you worship?!"

"Why don't you worship?!"

The sound waves were like a loudspeaker, echoing in the hall layer by layer.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The eighteen stone sculptures of Arhats actually jumped off the Buddha platform one after another.

They moved their bodies strangely, and bursts of dust fell.

"Puff~Puff~"

Black mist slowly emerged from the scars of the eighteen Arhats, and the stone eyes were now shiny black, staring at the two people.

"Why don't you worship?"

"Why don't you worship?!"

"Oh my god!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come out!"

Shou Si backed away, trying to pull Jingming out.

"Bang! Bang!"

There was a violent vibration behind him!

Looking back, he found that the two Arhats, the Dragon and the Tiger, were chewing on a piece of incense and guarding the door.

"Bah!"

"Disgusting stuff, not half as delicious as human flesh!"

"Hehehe...someone finally came!"

"Finally I don't have to eat this stuff! I want that little bald head's head!"

The majestic Buddha's face was full of greed, Jingming's face was pale, where had he seen such a scene before.

"Amitabha!"

"If you don't go to hell, who will?"

"Bang!"

The sitting Buddha's Zen hand suddenly trembled!

The golden plastic hand cracked a spider web gap.

"Wriggle~Wriggle~Wriggle~"

A large black hand full of barbs surged out and suddenly grabbed Jingming!

This large hand is not like a human hand, the five fingers are all black steel tips. If it is caught, I am afraid that the flesh will be cut into pieces and collapsed in a moment!

"Jingming! Run!"

"Why are you standing there!"

"Run!"

Thu yelled!

But the little monk stared at the Buddha's change, and his whole brain was shutting down.

When the black hand reached in front of him, he could feel the cold and death approaching him.

"Am I... am I going to die?"

"I..."

"Am I going to be reincarnated?"

The memory of [Izumo Temple] kept flashing in his mind.

"No... No..."

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

"I still want to study Buddhism! I still want to prevent tragedy!"

[Very good... You have desires...]

In the pupil, a flower pupil suddenly grew, and Jingming's voice, at this moment, seemed to contain magic!

"I don't want to die!!!"

"Buzz!!!"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the black hand in the air and the eighteen ferocious Arhats were stunned at this moment.

"Why... Why did I suddenly lose my desire for human flesh?"

"Strange... Me too!"

"Why?"

The originally ferocious Buddhas stood stupidly in the same place.

Si Si didn't understand, but seeing that all the Buddha statues were motionless, he quickly pulled up Jingming and ran out of the temple.

At the entrance of the main hall, there were two southern and northern Buddhas, which seemed to have changed their movements and were about to block the entrance.

Si Si rushed to the entrance regardless.

He closed his eyes and kept muttering: "Please, please! Just pretend you haven't seen us! Just pretend we haven't been here!"

"Tap tap tap~"

Two thin figures, like rats, fled from the crotch of the two groups of big Buddhas...

Outside the gate of [Putuo Temple], the two little ones ran towards [Puning Street] like crazy.

When they ran away, [Southern Buddha] slowly twisted his head and looked at [Northern Buddha] in surprise.

"Hey? Why did you move?"

"How can you trick people into coming in like this?"

"Hey~ You're still talking about me? Didn't you move too?"

"Ah?! That's right~ Why did I move?"

The two Buddha statues looked at each other with suspicion.

"What happened just now?"

"I don't know! What happened just now?"

"......"

The two pairs of big eyes looked at each other for a while, and then they sat back in their original positions silently.

They... their memories seemed to have been erased...

In [Puning Street].

Zuo Yang was holding four [protective suits] in his hands, and he put them on Uncle Xia's family one by one.

"How is it? Does it fit?"

"Hey~ Xiao Zuo, are these combat uniforms better for those [ghost control]?"

Xia Qingyuan put on the secret silver clothes with some embarrassment, and Zuo Yang shook his head.

"They?"

"If they don't wear these clothes, they can hone themselves better!"

"Uncle Xia, you guys just wear them!"

"At least, wearing them will protect you from any trouble in the future!"

"Oh, right! Remember! Wear your hat even if you have nothing to do!"

Zuo Yang instructed, and personally put on protective clothing for Xiao Moji, wrapping him up tightly.

"Hoohoo~"

Just then, the long and narrowTwo little figures hurriedly ran in the street.

"Huh?"

Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes and saw Jing Ming and Si Zhou running in from the street.

"Hey! You two!"

He waved at the two little guys.

"Where have you been?"

"Ah..."

Shou Zhou was stunned and turned his head to run, "Brother Zuo! Just pretend you didn't see us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy pulled the little monk to hide in a room.

Zuo Yang's expression was slightly gloomy.

Beside him, Xia Qingyuan looked at Zuo Yang suspiciously.

"Xiao Zuo, what are you staring at over there?"

"Ah? Aren't those Xiao Shami and Thursday?"

"How could they be? Why didn't I see them?"

"They just ran in from outside!"

"That's wrong? Why didn't I see them? They are so young, how dare they go out? Besides, they shouldn't be able to walk out of this street, right?"

"Uncle Xia, your eyesight is not good?"

"No!"

In a trance, Zuo Yang seemed to have guessed something, staring at Xia Qingyuan in a daze.

"Uncle Xia, you mean that you have no memory of what happened just now, right?"

"Yeah!"

"Weren't you here helping me put on the protective suit just now?"

"Hiss..."

With his brows furrowed, Zuo Yang touched the [Memory Ghost Skin] in his arms.

"Hey! [Memory Ghost]! What did you do to Thursday?"

"Hi~"

"I'm just bored... I read the little monk's memory, and the [Desire Ghost] is very strong... I'm thinking of training a little [Memory Ghost], and then I'll compete with it~"

The voice of the [Memory Ghost] came, and Zuo Yang's expression eased a little.

"Jingming is the future I left for [Jing City Ghost Control Base], why do you interfere so much?"

"Hehe~"

"Anyway, I'm bored, let's compete~"

"Boring!"

After putting on the protective clothing for Xiao Moji, Zuo Yang told Xia Qingyuan a few words and walked out of [Puning Long Street] silently.

His eyes stayed on the two little guys in the hut, and his expression was a little gloomy, "I don't know... what happened to Xiao Hengxing..."

......

"Wobble~Wobble~"

[Jing City Ghost Control Base], [Underground Seventh Floor], "01" metal ball room

"Squirm~Squirm~"

The round metal sphere in the past has now turned into a flesh-pink round body, constantly resisting the pressure and erosion from the giant ghost's flesh and blood.

It strives to maintain its round posture, not daring to relax a bit.

It is the bedroom of "01" and the final form of the [Hatching Ghost].

In the round flesh wall, Xiao Hengxing stared blankly at the various elements squirming outside the flesh wall.

[Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth] squeezed the last space one after another.

Maybe he saw too many weird things in the [Hatching City Welfare House], and now he himself is not surprised by this scene.

"[Hatching Ghost]... So boring..."

"Can you tell me something interesting?"

Xiao Hengxing stroked the flesh wall, and a peaceful voice came from the empty flesh wall.

"I have experienced four [Masters] in my life."

"The first one, he... he is a genius, one in a million, I am proud of him."

"The second one, he... he is very responsible, he is my favorite host."

"The third one, he is very selfish, but he can do everything."

"The fourth one... Little Star, you are the most helpless among them, but also the most determined!"

"I will protect you, this is the obsession of all the masters, I will protect you until the Jingshi base is restored again!"

"If you want to hear their stories..."

"I... I want to know the third one, Brother Zuo! How did he save so many people..."