Chapter Ninety-Seven: Entering the Temple

Although there was no one to lead the way, it only took half an hour for the two to reach the Land Temple.

At this time, the sky is getting late, and the last light of the sun has fallen deeply under the mountain, only a thin overflow of brilliance in the sky, mottled tree shadows mixed with shadows, mixed with the refreshing night breeze, the land temple in front of you set off a strange color.

"It seems that this is what they call the Land Temple. Zhao An frowned slightly, looking at the land temple in front of him, feeling extremely uncomfortable, as if there was something in this temple that made him extremely repulsed, and it could even be said that it was a little dangerous.

As if to cater to Zhao An's words, an evil wind "whirred" blew towards the land temple, the land temple has been around for a long time, the two wooden doors have long been dilapidated, and the forbidden wind blows, opening and closing back and forth, making a "crunch" piercing sound.

"I heard a sad sound at night, and my eyes were drunk. ”

Obviously, everything in front of him was extremely weird, but to Zhao An's surprise, Yuan Rui actually said these two tactful verses from his mouth.

"It is recorded in the book that there are many charming ghosts hiding in the lonely temple, and tonight I want to see if I can really meet them. Yuan Rui shook off his robe and walked in quite chicly.

Pushing open the temple door, it was pitch black in front of me, there was not even a candle flame, and the wind blew up a cloud of dust, and at first glance there were traces of no human population for a long time.

However, Zhao An had already seen things at night as if it were day, and after a hasty look around, he focused his gaze on the land statue in front of him.

In the middle of the land temple, there is a human-sized wooden statue of the land, with smiling eyebrows and happy lips, and the oil paint painted on the body is already mottled, but only two bright red touches are on the face, as if it has been newly painted with rouge, which looks quite infiltrating.

"Whether this place is a land temple or a righteous village, why does it smell of corpses. Yuan Rui frowned, raised his right sleeve and fanned back and forth in front of his nose, extremely dissatisfied in his voice.

"Yizhuang?" Zhao An showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, he had grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he had never heard of a place like "Yizhuang", and it was not until later that he realized that "Yizhuang" should be a place to store corpses.

"Is there a smell of corpses?" Zhao An wrinkled his nose and sniffed lightly, but he couldn't smell the smell of corpses. "Is there something wrong with my nose?"

Seeing Yuan Rui beside him wrinkling his nose and covering his mouth and nose with his hands in disgust, it didn't look like a fake at all, Zhao An had doubts about his sense of smell for the first time in his life.

Suddenly, Zhao An's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to a corner of the Land Temple, bent down and gently touched the ground, and touched a flint and an unburned torch, thinking that it should be left by the officers and soldiers who came here before.

"Here you go, take it. Zhao An picked up the flint and lit the torch to Yuan Rui.

"Give it to me?"

Yuan Rui looked at the small torch in front of him, and the range that could be illuminated was only the range of three bodies, and his eyes were a little speechless.

"Don't forget it, if something happens then, don't blame me for not reminding you. With that, Zhao An took the torch and walked to the land statue in the middle of the temple and observed it carefully.

"Strange ......"

The more he observed, the more confused Zhao An's face became, obviously from the time he entered the lotus pond, he clearly saw a thick black gas above the land temple, but when he was really in this land temple, the black gas seemed to disappear, and the source of the black gas could not be found at all.

The moonlight climbed the branches, the chill gradually permeated the temple, and the surrounding sounds gradually weakened, and even the rustling of leaves and insects outside the temple also dissipated slightly, and it was inaudible.

"Smack!", as if someone had blown the flames, the torch in Zhao An's hand flickered, and the fire dimmed.

Zhao An noticed the unusual abnormality, quickly poured the aura into his eyes, and looked around, only to see a faint wisp of black mist hovering in this temple, like a huge hand, grabbing Yuan Rui's neck!

But Yuan Rui didn't notice it, he still covered his mouth and nose with one hand, fanned the air in front of him with disgust with the other, and walked around the temple curiously.

"Oops!"

Zhao Anxin froze, and waved the torch on the black mist behind Yuan Rui, the black mist seemed to be a little afraid of this firelight, and quickly dispersed, "It's dangerous here, you go out first!"

As a result, what made him speechless was that Yuan Rui not only did not appreciate it, but took a big step back, looked at the torch in Zhao An's hand vigilantly, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you burning me for!"

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, anyway, it's dangerous here, if you don't want to die, go out quickly!" Zhao An put on a straight face, didn't bother to talk nonsense with the other party, grabbed the other party's collar with his left hand, and unceremoniously dragged Yuan Rui towards the door.

Strange to say, that Yuan Rui is obviously a man, but his body is extremely light, Zhao An almost didn't make much effort to easily lift Yuan Rui to the temple gate, and stuffed the torch in his hand into Yuan Rui's hand involuntarily.

"This torch will ensure that you will not go out to the market, so get out of here. ”

"I'm leaving, you're staying here with those dead bodies......? Could it be that you have that kind of habit?!" Yuan Rui had a hint of surprise in his voice, looking at the inexplicable extra torch in his hand, his expression showed a hint of suspicion.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky had been completely shrouded, and as the sky got later and later, the yin and evil aura in this temple became heavier and heavier. And Yuan Rui in front of him is obviously dressed like a dashing son, but he acts with ink and drags, which is extremely annoying!

Seeing that half of Yuan Rui's body had been carried out of the temple gate by Zhao An, suddenly, a faint cry sounded in the empty temple.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

This sudden cry startled Zhao An suddenly, pushed Yuan Rui, who was stunned aside, out, and then turned around, looking around quickly with his eyes.

Obviously the moon is in the sky outside, but the temple is dark without five fingers, and the crying is constantly reverberating in the temple, at first it is just a woman's cry, but later it is mixed with the cry of a baby, one after another, and people are upset to hear.

Just when Zhao An was holding his breath and concentrating, wanting to feel the position from these cries, an indisputable voice came from behind,

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaosheng is here to listen to your grievances!"

"You're crazy!"

As soon as these words came out, Rao is Zhao An was very bold on weekdays, and he couldn't help but let out a cold sweat and roared towards Yuan Rui behind him.

"Poof......

At the moment when Zhao An was distracted, the flame shook twice and suddenly extinguished.

"Didn't you let you go just now, why are you still here!" Zhao An was furious, now that things are so tricky, there is such a person next to him, which is really annoying.

Yuan Rui pointed behind him helplessly and said, "If you can walk, I don't believe you can try." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhao An frowned and looked at the two dilapidated wooden doors on the Land Temple. The next moment, Zhao An's pupils constricted, and his heart was shocked.

It's no wonder that he focused all his attention on the crying at that time, but he didn't notice that there were faint spiritual power fluctuations on the open wooden door, and he was actually set up by someone to create a miasma!

In this miasma realm, unless Wutai Qingming finds a flaw in the miasma realm or the owner of the miasma takes the initiative to disperse the miasma, otherwise the people who fall into the miasma realm will be lost forever and will not be able to find the real exit.

"We were stuck. Zhao An looked at the empty land temple, listened to the continuous cries in his ears, and said in a deep voice.

"Then what are we going to do?" Yuan Rui opened his mouth slowly, although he was anxious, but his face was leisurely, looking at Zhao An with a joking expression.

Zhao An was carrying Yuan Rui on his back at this time, and he couldn't see the other party's expression clearly, "What else can I do, I told you to leave just now, you have to go." ”

The crying around became more and more poignant, and the bursts were endless, as if there were countless women, children and babies crying together, and the people were upset.

Just when Zhao An was thinking about how to get out, at this time in a secret room behind the Land Temple, a man was sitting cross-legged in it, surrounded by seven green and shining firelights, and there was a half-amputated arm floating in front of him, and there was a faint heat emitting from the man's head, and the remaining hand turned into a cloud finger, which seemed to be a half-amputated arm in front of refining.

This person is none other than Duan Pan.

Under his control, a little bit of fire seeped into the half of the arm, so that the originally pale and stiff arm gradually had a trace of flesh and blood, but the green tendons on the arm burst out, the muscles swelled, and it looked thicker than the normal arm more than two circles, and there were swimming bulges under the skin from time to time, as if there were insects crawling.

"It seems that another person who is not afraid of death has broken into my miasma. Duan Pan showed a sneer on his face, "Come on, the more you come, the better, and when my miasma realm devours you completely, you will all use your flesh and blood to feed my evil fire!"

Duan Pan's eyes showed a hint of bloodthirsty light, "I really never thought that although the thief who killed me that day broke my arm, I used the power of evil fire to completely fuse my arm with evil fire, and the moment I took my arm back to my body, it was when I went out to kill you!"

As he spoke, a trace of killing intent flashed on Duan Pan's face, and he gently chanted a spell in his mouth, and the miasma realm in the Land Temple changed again.