Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1196: Chapter 802: Walking Around the Buddha

Datou, who realized it later, nodded silently and gently pinched Sopa’s hand, signaling her to stay calm. Meanwhile, Davi, who was walking at the front, was unaware of all this.

The three of them, in a line, walked slowly forward along the inside of the temple wall.

In the dim environment, the candlelight in the lantern Datou was carrying flickered, scattering small light spots on the ground, barely illuminating a small area around it.

Darkness spread around them, pressing down so heavily it was hard to breathe. If viewed from the angle behind them, it seemed as if the three were stepping into an abyss with each step.

In the Outer Buddha Hall, another group was also walking alone in the darkness. Their choice coincided with Datou’s team, avoiding the front of the "Divine Statue" and choosing to go around the inside close to the hall wall.

After the first lap, Ahmed felt much calmer. Although things felt strange, nothing had happened. They didn’t have to stay here overnight; they only needed to wait until the thirty minutes were up.

Ahmed had previously estimated that the stick would burn for about 15 minutes. Even if it was thicker and burned longer, it would take at most half an hour.

The group moved silently, as time passed second by second. Now Ahmed began to realize something was wrong. This was already the fifth lap, and they had changed their formation a few times, yet more than a third of the incense stick still remained.

It should be noted that the Buddhist Hall was not small. Considering their slow pace, it should have been more than half an hour by now.

The incense is problematic... This was Ahmed’s first reaction, but before he could understand fully, a greater surprise awaited him.

A human figure was projected on the window paper of the Outer Buddha Hall wall, standing silently outside the window. Its head was distorted and misshapen, like it was peering through the window.

"Buzz," went Ahmed’s mind, and the paper lantern in his hand shook a few times, almost extinguishing the already dim flame.

"Don’t panic." A suppressed, extremely low voice came from Juan behind him, as if squeezed out through clenched teeth. "Keep walking."

This sentence gave Ahmed courage. He took a deep breath; since he wasn’t the only one who could see it, there was still hope. It proved he wasn’t the only one targeted by the Ghost.

He was now about 70% sure it was the incense that was the problem. Those baldy con men pretending to be holy monks indeed harbored malicious intent, intending to sacrifice them to appease the Ghost.

Ahmed’s mind turned quickly after all, he wasn’t a newcomer. He was faking it, having experienced similar incidents in past missions. freёweɓnovel.com

But at this moment, it was a test of patience. Throwing away the incense was not an option. He glanced down at the incense in his hand, the incense head glowed dark red, and less than a third of the entire stick was left.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer. I won’t be that unlucky..."

Ahmed constantly encouraged himself. The only lantern was now in his hands, and he was in a pretty good position.

Hafeez was at the front, and there were two experienced players behind. Even if attacked by the Ghost, he was confident he wouldn’t be the one killed.

His task now was to hold his ground and wait for the incense to burn out, ending the mission.

Soon, after turning a corner, Ahmed instinctively glanced at the next paper window. This time, there was also a distorted ghostly figure behind it, but it moved differently this time.

It walked with a zombie-like hop but terrifyingly made no sound at all.

And there was more than one!!

Ghostly figures, one after another, circled to the right, moving the opposite direction from them, separated by just a wall!

At that moment, Ahmed panicked. They were circling the Buddhist Hall clockwise like normal people, while those ghostly things outside were moving counterclockwise.

This was a grave disrespect, an inversion of virtue. He had long heard that the "ankles" of those ghostly things were reversed, and when encountering a temple, they could only circle counterclockwise.

In his mind, a terrifying image emerged: under the black night sky, stiff ghostly figures like Zombies jumping around the outer walls of the silent Buddhist Hall, jumping counterclockwise.

One after another, without making a single sound.

At the front, Hafeez’s steps were already faltering, clearly scared out of his wits.

But since Juan had said before not to stop unless he said so, otherwise everyone would die. Like Ahmed, he gritted his teeth and held on.

Ahmed’s teeth were chattering now, but he dared not stop, dared not make any sound, and just continued walking. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

After walking past the corner, turning again with anxious feelings, they arrived at the next window.

He initially worried that Ghosts would crash through the paper window and jump in, but upon reaching it, he found no ghostly figures outside; those things seemed to have vanished suddenly.

"Did they go to the Inner Buddha Hall? Because we didn’t expose any flaws, they went to another group."

Ahmed quickly thought it over in his mind. The more he thought, the more plausible it seemed. After all, they were not the only group doing the blessing ritual tonight. Ghosts had no reason to cling to them alone.

And the Inner Buddha Hall definitely seemed more dangerous than the Outer Buddha Hall.

To be honest, Ahmed still couldn’t understand why Datou agreed to switch to the Inner Buddha Hall. This person did not even know Daviso Pa.

Realizing that the Ghosts likely left, both Ahmed and Hafeez slightly relaxed, as staying mentally tense was extremely exhausting.