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11. The big brother who snatched the toilet paper from the junior brother is crumbs

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    Bai Qiuran felt very familiar with the scene in the temple.

    The tattered floor tiles exposed the mottled soil below. Long weeds, as tall as a person, grew out of the gaps in the floor tiles, swaying in the wind, like the hair of a dead person.

    ? The large cauldron that was originally used to offer incense was dumped on the open space in front of the temple, and the incense ash inside had long since disappeared.

    The main hall in the center of the temple is covered with cobwebs, and the wooden doors and paper windows are torn to one side. The inside of the main hall is dark, and the original Buddha statue is also damaged, leaving only the lower body, sitting alone on the lotus pedestal.  .

    At that time, he and Taoist Qingming were sleeping in the main hall of this ruined temple. In the middle of the night, Taoist Qingming heard the noise and sensed the breath of the demon cultivator, so he raised his sword and went out to deal with the enemy, leaving him alone here  .

    In the end, he didn't expect that there are still a group of ghosts hiding in this temple, and they only come out for an hour after midnight to hunt and eat living souls. If Bai Qiuran didn't run fast at that time, I'm afraid this void is nothing to do with the fairy world  up.

    However, the moment Bai Qiuran entered the hall, the scene suddenly changed strangely.

    The space outside the hall suddenly turned into an endless darkness, and the entire hall was dimmed.

    The floor tiles under his feet began to vibrate, and in the depths of the surrounding darkness, it seemed that something terrible was wandering back and forth, making high and low whines.

    The strong wind blew and smashed the broken windows against the wall, making a muffled sound. Even the Buddha statue on the pedestal suddenly grew countless weird and twisted flesh and blood, which connected its lower body and  The broken upper body on the ground was quickly stitched together.

    "Strange, I remember that the Buddha statue didn't get up"

    Bai Qiuran was a little surprised.

    After the Buddha statue was glued together by the fleshy threads growing from its lower body, it staggered off the pedestal and reached out to grab Bai Qiuran. While stretching out its hand, it also opened its mouth, revealing the  It is a fang that is ringed like a sawtooth.

    Bai Qiuran smashed the Buddha statue casually, and then turned his head to look outside the temple. There were strange things moving in the darkness, and then from the windows and doorways, many pale creatures with wrinkled skin and sharp and protruding nails protruded.  Yellow claws, they kept digging at the nearby wall, leaving white marks on the wall amidst the rustling sound.

    He squinted his eyes and looked at these skinny claws, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly realized:

    "Oh, I understand. Everything here is born from the mixture of my most feared things. It is not ghosts, but the embodiment of my fear Also, I am not afraid of ghosts long ago."

    The reason why this temple appeared in the field of consciousness is because Bai Qiuran suffered great fear here when he was young, and the reason why the Buddha statue moved was because the night he lived here, he was in Qingming.  After the Taoist went out, Bai Qiuran, who was hiding on the floor shivering subconsciously, was afraid that the Buddha statue would move.

    And those claws that came in from the darkness outside the window and the door were probably the embodiment of that vile brother who reached out from outside the latrine to snatch his toilet paper when he squatted in the toilet.

    Although the eldest brother is no longer the object of his fear, things like being robbed of toilet paper and squatting alone in a dark and smelly hut for half an hour are already quite scary.

    When Bai Qiuran came to the window, those pale claws reacted immediately, reaching towards him, grabbing his shoulder and arm, and were about to pull into the dark space.

    But Bai Qiuran easily broke free from the grip of these claws, and grabbed one hand behind his back, wanting to pull it out.

    As a result, when he tugged, he directly tore off the pale severed hand.

    A heart-piercing scream came from the darkness, and then the pale arms near the window all retracted into the darkness.

    He pinched the resting arm in his hand, turned around and looked at the section. There was no flesh and bone in the section, but a thin layer of colorful and somewhat translucent things.

    Perhaps these arms did not grow on a certain creature at all, they were just a phenomenon of "growing" out of the darkness.

    Bai Qiuran guessed.

    And the consciousness demons born from his distracting thoughts, no, looking at it now, there should be only one.

    That is the temple itself.

    Originally, he thought that the demonic consciousness born from his distracting thoughts should not be so powerful. After all, ordinary people's distracting thoughts cannot even create demonic consciousness, and this temple?? Almost all of them are equivalent to the blood hatred demon born in the field of consciousness of the No. 1 world.

    Looking at it now, it may be because his consciousness is too powerful, so even the demon consciousness produced by distracting thoughts is comparable to that high-level demon consciousness.

    Bai Qiuran's spiritual consciousness spread out, shattering the darkness nearby, taking the entire temple and even the surrounding wasteland into his eyes.

    He saw a humanoid monster covered in rotten mud crawling out of the stagnant water bubbling and bubbling in the pond behind the temple, and saw the greedy beast pupils shining scarlet in the grass in the nearby wasteland.

    These were the things he had feared in his childhood, and they also became his nightmare at midnight.

    But now, Bai Qiuran has nothing to fear.

    He began to try, whether he could control this demon that was full of hostility towards him.

    Bai Qiuran let go of his consciousness and tried to invade the structure of this temple, but just as his consciousness invaded, the temple shattered like glass with a bang.

    ""

    Bai Qiuran pinched the bridge of her nose.

    His consciousness is too powerful, and this consciousness is also a thing made up of spirit and consciousness. If he wants to invade the structure of this consciousness, it is like holding a big hammer to penetrate the hole of an embroidery needle.  It's something that can't be done.

    It is still feasible to stir the water tank with a toothpick, but if you use a pillar to chisel a glass bottle, the glass bottle will definitely break.

    But fortunately, this demon has no sign of rebirth. It is just a demon born from his distracting thoughts. After his distracting thoughts disappear, this demon also loses the thoughts that support him, and will not be reborn again.

    "Try again."¡ª¡ª

    Next, Bai Qiuran tried again in the realm of consciousness, and many complicated consciousness demons were born from his distracting thoughts, but every time Bai Qiuran invaded them with his consciousness and tried to control them, he would  Directly crush these demons.

    After trying several times, Zhixian who was hanging on his waist suddenly made a suggestion.

    "I said, Lao Bai, don't try to invade directly with your spiritual sense."

    He said:

    "Why don't you try and use the method of seizing the house to occupy the body of the demon? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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