Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Secret Gazer

The paintings on the walls seem to be old and can't really be seen, but when Lu Han saw one of the architectural patterns, he was unexpectedly stunned.

Although the quaint little house can be seen everywhere, Lu Han feels that it is seven or eight points similar to the buildings in the base.

The broken ancient picture scroll seems to depict a great battle, a difficult siege battle.

Lu Han suddenly sensed that there was a person watching him in the distance.

So he immediately looked away from the scroll and went somewhere else, but there were other tourists around, and he blended in with the others and stopped paying attention to the paintings.

His powerful sense of perception came into play, sensing the gaze of those watching him from afar, otherwise he would continue to look at the murals with great fascination.

This is a very dangerous thing, don't forget, he is still in the state of only 10 in all the attributes of his body.

Lu Han didn't dare to look at whether the person who was secretly paying attention to him was a tourist or a monk here.

However, when I watched the mural just now and saw the buildings and battles in the painting, 18 points of spiritual power connected and fused all the memory fragments of last night.

The memory of last night is like a stream slowly merging into a river, gradually becoming clearer, Lu Han followed the tourists, playing in this ancient temple, and the memory became clearer and clearer, until he remembered it all.

Originally...... I was drafted by a player last night!

Han Fang, Zhang Yi, and the tourists they met during the day yesterday were all recruited.

As for last night's defensive battle, I remember it vividly, including the melee swordplay used by the black-robed player, including the black bow, including the drop when killing the kobold centurion.

In particular, the picture of the black-robed player whipping the defenders with a whip and even cutting off the legs of two of them appeared in his mind very bloodily.

Damn, cruel fellow!

Who is that black-robed man?

What does the conscription have to do with this ancient temple?

What does the player base have to do with this ancient temple?

Lu Leng calmed down, pretended to be unintentional, and followed this wave of tourists, looking around here, trying to find out the answer.

First of all, he wanted to determine whether the location of the base of the black-robed player in the [Land of Illusions] was on the same plane as him, and if so, what was the relationship between the bases of the two?

Is it a partner, or is it an enemy army?

Will he find out about the existence of my base, and if so, will he make friends or will there be a war?

If my base is captured by him, will I be his slave? Serve him, fight, be whipped by him, or will I be dead if my base is taken?

Lu Han has also played this kind of game of conquering the city, and the settings in it are very cruel.

It's a zero-sum game, it's a game, it's a game of death and death.

Lu Han's principle is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will offend people first. I believe that this is also the creed of most people, when they will not infringe, they will not infringe on others.

However, if you find that others have the intention of infringing on yourself, you will definitely take the first action, and the first strike is stronger.

The aftermath is not an empty word, but a real disaster of blood and light.

Lu Han, who has experienced eight monster sieges and entered the secret realm once, has already understood the cruelty of this [Land of Illusions] game, and everything is not a virtual game.

If you really think that this is just a game, you will die a miserable death.

Dangdang——

In the ancient temple, the bell rings.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, and a group of tourists go to the place where the monks chant sutras.

Lu Han also blended into the crowd and saw a group of monks wearing yellow robes and white robes sitting on the ground next to an ancient bell, closing their eyes and chanting.

There were not many of these monks, but there were seven or eight of them, some old and some young, and they looked quite poor. Their monks' robes were a little shabby, but although they were shabby, they were cleanly washed and white.

Lu Han closed his eyes, trying to sense if there were any strange people among these monks, or to find out which one was the person who was watching him secretly just now.

What he wasn't sure about now was why the man was paying attention to himself, did he notice that he was different?

Did you notice that you didn't remember last night's battle, as a member of the defense army?

If that's the case, then isn't the black-robed player the one who pays attention to himself?

Even if it wasn't, Lu Han had a hunch that the black-robed player was inseparable from this ancient temple.

This ancient temple is not big, tourists come one after another, and go in waves, Lu Han can't stay in it for a long time, he turns around, and remembers every corner in detail, the face of each monk, and the appearance of each mural.

He's now 18 points of mental power, and he really can't forget it.

What does 18 points of mental power represent?

If you look at a dictionary and close your eyes, you can perfectly reproduce every word and every punctuation mark on every page.

It's so horrible.

Lu Han engraved everything in the ancient temple into his mind, except for a few forbidden places, he couldn't go in.

……

Coming out of the temple, Lu Han continued to play the way up the mountain, but because he was separated from Han Fang, he could only go up the mountain by himself.

That's fine, just think about it and analyze the relationship between the ancient temple and that player's base.

Judging from the clues we have so far, it is not easy or even clueless to locate the location of that player's base.

Away from the temple and continuing up the hill, the strange feeling slowly disappeared, and it was clear that the problem was still with the temple.

However, due to the fact that the attributes such as strength and physical fitness were 10 points, this road up the mountain became much more difficult, and Lu Han was almost exhausted half to death.

On weekdays, at 14 o'clock, I don't feel how awesome and comfortable I feel, but now I am back at 10 o'clock, so that Lu Han can realize what it means to be "easy to go from thrift to luxury, and difficult to go from luxury to thrift".

In addition to being out of breath, the speed of climbing the mountain has also become very slow, and it is easy to rub to the top of the mountain, and it is already twelve o'clock at noon.

Fortunately, the duration of the [Attribute Transformation Ring] passed, and with 13 points of strength, 18 points of agility, and 14 points of physical recovery, Lu Han suddenly felt as light as a swallow.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the clouds roll up, Lu Han drank a sip of moon well water, feeling comfortable.

There are other guests who come up and stand on the top of the mountain and shout, which is an inevitable operation to climb the mountain, especially this kind of well-known hill, and the depression encountered in life will come up the mountain to shout and vent.

After the 18 points of spiritual power returned, Lu Han recalled the various details he had just seen in the temple, although the memory was not as perfect as when he was 18 points of spirit, but it was also very different.

This is the wonder of spiritual power, after all, his original spiritual value is okay, and it will not become perfect because he falls back from 18 points.

In the mist, a bird is flying.