For such a proposal, Gu Qi didn't say anything more, just followed Liu Mu over.

The Dragon Maiden Temple is not far ahead, a few hundred meters away, and it is only a few minutes away. But for some reason, this short distance made Gu Qi panic for no reason, as if she was not heading towards the so-called destination, but the end of hell, and finally death wrapped in blood and fear.

That's exactly what happened—

I can't really see it when I'm far away, I can only see the vague outline of the Dragon Maiden Temple, in the gloomy sky, dim like a brush of ink that melts into the haze, as if it will completely dissipate in the next second between the clouds. It wasn't until he got closer that Gu Qi discovered the strange situation of the Dragon Maiden Temple, where is this ink, it is clearly in dire straits.

Different from any previous test, if the previous Dragon Lady Temple was only a little dilapidated, the ancient temple at this moment is obviously invisibly weird. This is clearly just an ordinary ancient temple in the mountains, but it gives people the illusion that a ghost will appear in the next second, tearing everything into pieces of tranquility and peace.

Or maybe it's not a delusion.

Gu Qi saw that the altar built high in front of the temple had traces of being burned by the fire, and the painting of the gods continued to fade over the years, leaving only an extremely strange bright color, as if it had been stained with the blood of the past generations, which made people shudder. The most terrible thing is that the four corners of the altar are lit by someone who lights a bonfire, and the flames are blown from side to side by the wind, as if they will be extinguished at any time, but the flickering fire with tenacity that does not conform to scientific common sense, flickering in the opaque rain.

"I said how did I vaguely see the firelight just now," Liu Mu's eyebrows raised slightly, and his lazy voice came over, and the fear was not heard for a bit, but the casualness between the words was real, "Originally, it was a ghost fire lit up in the wilderness, but it turned out that someone was pretending to be a ghost and making such an altar to scare people." ”

"This altar, is it what Liu Bo said, the annual sacrifice altar of the Wu clan?"

"Perhaps......."

"But, when we came to inspect yesterday, did we see this altar?" Gu Qi thought about it carefully, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle even tighter, everything under his eyes was real, but every detail revealed a sense of illusion, "There can't be any unreachable situation to let this altar appear here out of thin air, right?"

"You said that this is beyond the reach of manpower, so what is the reason?"

At the moment when Liu Mu's words fell, the already dark sky completely darkened.

The branches of the trees in the mountains and forests swayed violently, and the sound of the wind tore through the peace, and for a moment time and space were reversed, and day suddenly turned into night. The wind swept through the stone and sand, as if brewing a storm, and the shadows of the trees swayed wildly under the hurricane, like a hideous ghost claw mercilessly opening the gates of hell, and then horror and weirdness followed.

Lightning came down through the cracks in the clouds, and at last there was a sudden thunderclap.

"Are you afraid?"

The ancient temple is right in front of you, and the secret is about to be revealed, and it is impossible not to enter it.

Through the dim candle flame, Gu Qi subconsciously asked, and there was a trace of imperceptible fragility in her words, which was quickly captured by Liu Mu.

"Why, are you still scared of me?"

There was another thunderstorm in the sky, and the silhouette of the Dragon Maiden Temple became more and more gloomy.

Liu Mu couldn't help but protect Gu Qi in his arms, carefully protecting, everything now was obviously beyond their initial expectations, and it was completely different from the situation that Liu Nansheng explained. Since the saint and the twelve concubines no longer exist, why would the sacrifice continue, or is it that the sacrifice itself hides layers of mystery and is destined to continue in a more bizarre form.

The dilapidated temple was dead silent, and the air was filled with the smell of dust, and Liu Mu and Gu Qi stepped into this forbidden place for human beings, as if the undead who were silent in the cemetery had been summoned, and suddenly opened their eyes with the resentment accumulated for thousands of years.

And in the center of the Dragon Maiden Temple, there is a girl who bows down with her back to the main entrance.

It was a girl in a white gauze skirt, with long black hair hanging down her shoulders, and her slender body was outlined by the candle flame, with a bit of classical tactfulness, just a back with a bit of beauty. But no one will be moved by her, after all, in this situation, seeing such a female ghost like a spiritual hall, the most instinctive reaction of human beings is fear.

However, such a terrifying atmosphere was quickly shattered in Liu Mu's speech.

"What's the matter, there can be a beautiful woman in such a gloomy ancient temple?"

Even in this situation, Liu Mu's pick-up skills are still online the whole time, as if as soon as he speaks, the strange situation around him seems to have become some kind of strange drinking party, and the next second he can rush forward to ask for a call from a beautiful woman.

For Liu Dashao's posture, Gu Qi was obviously a little stunned, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Liu Mu, when will you be serious. ”

"I don't expect Teacher Gu to be so curious about me. The corners of Liu Mu's lips tugged at random, and she looked at Gu Qi with a smile, "Then if you say a few nice words, I'll tell you." ”

"Forget it, I don't want to know. ”

Gu Qi was not interested in biting Liu Mu's ears at all, and immediately turned his head.

But Liu Mu can't stand Liu Mu's temper many times as a child, for example, when he asked him, he wanted to sell a pass, which was not a matter of fact, and he refused to say anything directly. Now people don't want to know, but he is slow to confess the mystery.

"Let me tell you, there are not many things that can make me serious, the positions of power are floating clouds, Yingying Yanyan is not worth thinking about, it is not good to talk about business, and it is not good to coax girls, unless the person I coax is you, unless I am willing. ”

Gu Period: "........"

Where did Liu Dashao learn this kind of love talk, and why was he so caught off guard?

Before Liu Mu could say more words, the words of the girl in white pulled them back to reality.

"You're here?"

The girl's voice came faintly, and she couldn't really hear it through the wind, and only the cold was in her ears.

The flickering candle flame lengthened the dim light and shadow, and the faded murals on the walls of the ancient temple looked even more eerie.

"Why did she lie to me?"

"What, who lied to you?"

Gu Qi immediately asked, in fact, whether she asked or not, she couldn't stop the girl's mechanical voice.

"She's my best friend, and we're both kids in the village, and we've grown up together, and we used to play together when we weren't living in the temple. In the winter, we built a beautiful snowman together and stored it in the village for three days, and it didn't melt under the sun. In the summer, we will also secretly go to the back mountain to pick flowers. Did you know that the flowers in the mountains behind Liuzhen are beautiful....... White, pink, red, I also have the garland she knitted for me, I like to bring it, but unfortunately the flowers have dried up and can only be hung on the wall. How old were we, five, six........ It's all children. ”

"Later, when we grew up, we lived together in the temple, and we said that we would serve the goddess together, and we would be together forever. The high priest himself came to teach us the dance of the sacrifice, and every day there were endless dance steps, embroidery, sacrificial rituals, and those complicated mantras that could not be memorized, it was so difficult that I couldn't remember it at first....... But it's all worth it, the people in the village regard us as gods, and the incense of the Dragon Maiden Temple has never been cut off, what a beautiful time it was. ”

At this point, Gu Qi finally realized the identity of this girl.

The White Saintess, she is the poor Saintess who died in Liu Zhen's early years.

However, she heard this story in a fog, and it was difficult for her to interrupt or inquire. After all, if I had to describe the situation at this moment, it was more like some strange and sad story was unfolding little by little than that it was a back-and-forth conversation.

This is not something that Gu Zhi can control, she is just a bystander.

"I can't really remember when it started wrong. Maybe the saint and the twelve concubines are still different after all. One day, while the High Priest was away, I secretly went to her, but she said a lot of inexplicable things to me, what freedom and equality, destruction and reincarnation....... She finally told me that she was fed up with these days and wanted to see the outside world, no matter what it took. I asked her, what about me? She actually said that this is the life of a saint. She told me that I was not qualified to leave here, and she said that she had been jealous of me since she was a child, and that she wanted to see me fall from the altar, and that she wondered what would happen to me in the end—how ridiculous, I regarded her as my best friend, and she ignored me. ”

After that there was a silence that was not long or short, and the girl turned her back to the two strangers, and there was a low sob.

It wasn't until Liu Mu's words came that the conversation continued.

"So....... And in the end?"

"Finally......."

The end of the sentence trembled with great visibility, and then quickly turned into an irrepressible cry, which continued to echo in the silent ancient temple.

The girl's voice suddenly became terrible, and she howled like a ghost urging her life.

"Later, because of the man she brought, she betrayed me....... Have you ever experienced the pain of being burned by fire, watching your body, from your ankles to your arms, inch by inch, engulfed in flames, turning into charred carbon, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts....... But I couldn't run, no one could run, and in the end my blood was drained, and in the tongue of fire bloomed into patches of mandala flowers, and the real ghosts came out of the sea of flowers, and we were all funeral goods, just her nourishment. ”

With this creepy question, the girl turned her head.

The surrounding candle flames are bright and dim, as if the stone statues in the ancient temple are outlined as ghostly afterimages.

How do you describe those eyes.......

It was a pair of eyes full of sadness, with endless emptiness and coldness, as well as unforgettable hatred, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a terrible ghost who crawled out of hell, and people can't help but stand on their hairs. If the gaze can kill, it seems that in the next second, this girl will destroy the world and make everything in this world lifeless.

How profound can resentment be?

It was the hatred left by the sacrificial sacrifices, which could not be quelled unless it was death, and it was not digestible unless it was blood, only more of the funeral goods dragged by her into the water became white bones and buried together in this strange dragon girl temple. All those who snoop into the secrets pay the price and become new victims of the constant flow of sins.

Only death can appease her anger.