Chapter 4262

Because the Buddha light of Zhaojue Temple shines, it is difficult for Ling Shujun to see other information in such a place. Of course, there are no messy things in places like Zhaojue temple.

This is not, even he Sizhe's breath has become much more stable, and those eyes are all at ease, not the kind of fear, but the peace of mind.

He Sizhe can feel better if his eyes don't bother him. He will also be in the mood to look around. When he comes to such a place, he also feels very comfortable and even doesn't want to go. If he can, he wants to stay here all the time. Anyway, he has no home, his father doesn't want him, and other family members are dead

But he Sizhe didn't dare to say that. After all, he didn't even know whether he could live or not. Moreover, people might not be willing to accept him. He Sizhe crawled quietly with red eyes. He was a five-year-old child.

"Are you sure? How can the smell here be the same as that in Baize town? There are no temples in Baize Town, let alone cattle, ghosts and snakes."

"And you didn't say that the breath you saw in Baize town is the cold breath from hell. Zhaojue temple is a Buddhist holy land. How can there be a breath from hell?"

Jiang Xinrui narrowed her eyes and looked at Ling Shujun.

In fact, Jiang Xinrui has some doubts in her heart, but this doubt has always been a hypothesis and impossible in her opinion.

"I'm not sure if you say so. Maybe what I saw in Baize town is not the smell of hell. After all, I haven't been to hell. I just think that smell is very consistent with what I saw in the book..."

"But you're right. How can the cold breath of hell appear in the temple? So the breath I saw in Baize town may not come from hell..."

Ling Shujun immediately denied.

Now Ling Shujun is really worried about Jiang Xinrui's doubts about him.

Because of what happened today, Ling Shujun didn't think he really helped her.

But Ling Shujun didn't know what he thought. He looked firmly at Jiang Xinrui and said, "otherwise, when we solve the child, you take me to the underworld, I can tell what the breath is."

"Benefactor, please follow me."

Jiang Xinrui is about to say something. The little monk who has just returned appears again. Please go in.

"Master qiechen can't get out of the gate. Please move, benefactor. Just ask benefactor and children who need to spend more time to come in. I hope benefactor will forgive me."

The little monk bowed his head.

"The three of us have to go in. Suddenly, I will explain to master forgetting dust. I also know what he is doing in it, which will not affect his ability to suppress someone."

Just when Ling Shujun thought he couldn't go in with Jiang Xinrui, he didn't expect Jiang Xinrui to take him in?

Ling Shujun was particularly moved by this.

Just after the little monk's embarrassed compromise, Ling Shujun didn't take a few steps. He heard Jiang Xinrui whispering beside him: "after you go in, tell me what you can see inside. Don't let anyone notice."

Jiang Xinrui spoke quickly. Ling Shujun almost thought he had heard wrong, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Xinrui's affirmative eyes, Ling Shujun nodded quickly. At the same time, he was surprised. What was Jiang Xinrui doubting?

Soon, Jiang Xinrui and others finally met master forgetting dust under the leadership of the little monk.