Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1245 - 226: The Kṣitigarbha Monastery

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?

Tan Wenbin instinctively directed his gaze towards the depths ahead. So, is the child's current behavior due to encountering his former superior after changing jobs?

Immediately, Tan Wenbin looked downwards. If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is here, then the bridge he was standing on now must be the legendary Naihe Bridge, no?

Li Zhiyuan walked up to Lin Shuyou, curled his ring finger, and tapped three times on Lin Shuyou's forehead.

The panic in Lin Shuyou's eyes gradually faded away, turning into confusion.

Li Zhiyuan: "Lin Shuyou, distinguish clearly, who exactly are you."

Upon hearing these words, Lin Shuyou's unfocused gaze came back into focus. He clutched his chest with one hand, supported himself with the other, and slowly stood up, gritting his teeth.

At this moment, although Ah You's face was still covered in cold sweat, his spirit was rapidly returning. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Thank you, Brother Xiao Yuan..."

"You can rely on His power, but you are not His subordinate. Otherwise, my team would only need one official, not a Lin Shuyou."

"I understand!"

As Lin Shuyou and the White Crane Child grew closer, they naturally empathized more with each other.

Just now, it was Lin Shuyou who lost control of his body due to the child's emotional influence.

"Let's keep moving forward."

The Jiang Shui had already pushed him here; even if the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was truly stationed ahead, he still had to venture into hell.

At the end of the bridge, Tan Wenbin couldn't see the long-desired "Meng Po," not even a single bowl for serving soup.

Yet the bridge directly led into a temple, a towering structure, its interior pitch-black like a lurking fierce beast, opening its mouth to swallow the bridge.

Li Zhiyuan recalled the scene he saw earlier from the ship, looking down from a height. Below was an architectural complex; the temple before him should be the entrance to this complex, essentially the "main gate."

Traditional residences liked placing stone lions or similar things at the doors for protection, and temples took this more seriously; usually, upon entering, one could see the deity that guards the temple immediately.

As the five approached, it seemed a yin wind blew up from the canyon below, drifting into the temple, and clusters of ghost fire appeared out of nowhere, starting to move along the beams and walls of the temple.

It was evident that many places here showed signs of damage, as if they were indiscriminately smashed, but not with excessive force.

Above, a plaque hung, with a fracture in the middle. When the ghost fire moved past, the words on the plaque could be seen clearly:

"Ksitigarbha Temple."

Lin Shuyou rubbed his eyes again, feeling discomfort constantly emitting from the White Crane Child's side.

Fortunately, now he could suppress the impact of this emotion on himself.

The ghost fire flitted to both sides, lighting up the recessed areas where stone railings were set, displaying rows of stone statues—four on each side.

Each statue differed in form and age, some male, some female.

Tan Wenbin took out a flashlight and inspected closely, puzzled: "They have a similar aura…"

Li Zhiyuan: "The paint on these statues must have long faded. If the colors were still there, it would be easier to see that these statue 'performers' are different, but they all impersonate the same person."

Tan Wenbin: "Just like Ah You's face makeup?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Mm."

Divination Child forms varied, but the face makeup effects still aimed towards the same Lord of Yin.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiao Yuan, under each statue here is a stone tablet, Yao Wenchang…"

Each statue has a stone tablet, some with words too blurry to fully recognize, while others are clear enough to read completely.

The four statues on each side all had the surname Yao, presumably indicating a family legacy within the same surname.

The stone tablet uniformly begins with Yao Family's so-and-so, worships the Gatekeeper True Monarch, and walks in the human world.

Then, it records various deeds from their lifetime, such as suppressing how many evils, eradicating how many demons, mostly generalized but with some incidents described in detail.

Lin Shuyou spoke up: "When I was a child, I followed my grandfather to an old Official General Temple in the mountains, not open to the public, where images of deceased Divination Children were placed next to the deity, to protect and enjoy honor after death."

"That deity is likely furthest inside?" Tan Wenbin moved the flashlight to the central position. Though the flashlight was powerful, its light seemed to be swallowed by the deep darkness beyond.

Tan Wenbin tapped his flashlight, then shone it on his face, and when he directed it inside again, the wandering ghost fire suddenly gathered towards the deep central area.

The first thing to come into view was a high altar, with stone pedestals on each side.

Besides the altar, there was nothing, but as the ghost fire rose, a mighty statue was seen standing mid-air, distinct from the eight outside—this one crafted more delicately, its details meticulously realistic.

Standing in mid-air, everything about it was arranged aerially.

A person, with black wings spread, soaring in the clouds, eyes sharp, gazing down on all beings below.

When its eyes met the ghost fire, the entire temple instantly became luminous and clear.

At first glance, it resembled Lei Zhenzi a bit, but it was a human face, marked with law patterns from the face to the neck, all the way to the chest and arms, exuding a hidden divine might.

Tan Wenbin looked at the statue, then glanced at Lin Shuyou.

Lin Shuyou, not having fully digested that part of the power, displayed prominent patterns on his body, with a format surprisingly seventy to eighty percent similar to that of the statue above.