Political discipline is one step closer. Only to see clearly that the town is surrounded by high walls, and there are all kinds of trees planted around it, if you don't look at the huge buildings inside, it almost makes Masaki think that this is a wall of a home courtyard, although the location of Masaki is still some distance from the ancient building, but now Masaki looks at the past, you can already see the situation inside the higher-level building, no matter how you look at it, Masaki feels that it is a little like the characteristics of a temple, is this town that looks like a desert island in the sea and has been silent for many years, is actually a large abandoned ancient temple？

?? I wonder if it's as big as Shaolin Temple?

Thinking like this, the mystery in his heart deepened, he stepped on the rubble that had been scattered between the grass and came to the lower wall of this complex, from here you can see the buildings on the other side of the mountain wall, the mountain wall in the distance, the craggy mountain stones reveal a blue light in the air without a trace of mist, obviously very hard, and someone will dig out half of the mountain wall for the construction of this kind of conch city-like building, this group of people, it is not simple. Fastest updates

?? Masaki came to the bottom of this half-mountain-like town, although he had already had the psychology of who was prepared, but he still felt the majestic oppression, this city, on this island, seemed quite huge, Masaki walked under the wall at the bottom of it, looking at a series of walls that stretched out without end, and secretly shouted in his heart, how to get into this city, is it just to walk along such an endless wall, looking for the existence of the main gate? This long, endless, wall is not only on this side, but on the other side of the mountain, and God knows how long it will take to walk along this wall to see the gate that is almost ethereal at the moment.

Moreover, it is not sure if there are people in this city, generally in a place of this size, even if the number of people is small, there will be some figures wandering outside, but so far, no human figure has been found, he walked aimlessly along the wall under the wall, the edge above the wall is covered with glazed tiles, and the walls that have been painted crimson are also beginning to show some signs of peeling off because of their age.

Masaki aimlessly looked around the wall looking for the entrance, and suddenly he saw some stone stairs lying in front of him, artificially built roads, extending one by one, until they reached the wooded coast, Masaki raised his head, just enough to see a huge gate, just like the bronze lacquer gate used to lock the courtyard of the deep house in ancient times, with inlaid gold beads on it, the door was hidden, and you could see the half-hidden and half-exposed antiquities inside, and a broom leaned against the wall, casting a dark shadow that folded up the wall in the sun。

And under the gate, there is a plaque.

"Zen Temple?" Masaki was stunned, how could this be the Temple of Zen Meditation? The temple that he "saw" in the memory of returning to the Buddha and adopted him was also called this name!

Zhengji suddenly gave birth to a strange feeling, spared a big circle, and actually came here, could it be that the will to return from the dark guides him? In this place, birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs, how can the Zen Temple be here? Moreover, as I can see with my own eyes, this temple is too big, it's almost as big as the Songshan Shaolin Temple, occupying half of the mountain wall, making Zhengji wonder if anyone wants to build a temple on this island that is more magnificent than the Potala Palace.

Although I don't know what will happen in this temple, there is no way back for Masaki, and all the mysteries will naturally be revealed after pushing open the door in front of him.

Masaki put his hands on the door, the wooden door is surprisingly not as thick as imagined, the junction of the two sides of the door seems to have been lubricated, a push to open, without the slightest noise, Masaki felt surprisingly smooth, crossed the high threshold, and then carefully looked at the very shocking scene in front of him.

There is a vast open space in the center, the ground has some green dragon like patterns, like a large playground, the political discipline calculated, this open space is about three or so of the 300-meter circular playground of the first high school, a broad sign, the end of both sides of the open space is the antique house, all the same color of bricks and tiles, layer upon layer, all kinds of house shops, layer after layer, the road is very clean, rarely see the dust, look along the main road, can unimpeded see the conch-like shape along the mountain to build the layers of houses of the ancient road。

At the top of the conch, there is a temple that seems to be very large, and this whole city-like complex of buildings expands and radiates in a radial shape along the mountain of the conch, and finally extends to this edge of the political period.

Masaki looked to the left, the terrain was a little high and low, and the terrain where Masaki was located happened to be a high place, and you could see the dense houses spread out into a huge slope, like a forest, standing in front of the beach that connected the entire island, and the houses formed a blue and blue net, spreading towards the sky.

If this temple could have accommodated tens of thousands of people in its heyday, it would have been able to accommodate such a large number of people, and now it is as if it had died, without the slightest vitality, when was it built? Who built it? Who lived in this place? What purpose did they have in mind, why did they build such a large complex? And all of them left at the same time, and these mysteries all turned into fog, lingering in the mind of Zhengji who had forgotten his hunger, and lingered.

How could all the people in the Zen Temple disappear in an instant?

?? Political discipline questions are constant, and while walking, I observe left and right.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ...... "There was a solemn and dull sound in the distance, like a twilight drum bell, or like a cold mountain bell, no matter what it was, it was the sound that only the bell and drum could make, and at the moment when the bell and drum rang, it was like a person sitting on an airplane and seeing the UFO suddenly swaggering outside the porthole of the plane, and it was as if he had found a half-dead green-headed fly struggling in a plate of delicious pasta, and his heart was panicked.

Originally, he had confirmed that there were only traces of human existence here, and only the magnificence of the declining civilization was displayed, but at this moment, a penetrating bell came from a distance and told him that everything he was thinking just now was wrong, and there were not only people here, but also people living normally.

Masaki walked in the open space of the vast main avenue, the surrounding terrain gradually decreased, it seemed to be the highest place in the whole town, and the white clouds moved quietly above the blue sky, and in that moment, Masaki opened the writing wheel eye, and before confirming the situation, it was still wonderful.

With the addition of the writing wheel, there are waves lapping on the coastal beach in the distance, and the blue tide contains the beach, and then reluctantly fades, leaving a lot of damp traces, and the political discipline in the open space at the height of the temple seems to feel that kind of relaxed and pleasant feeling. The wind swirled, rising up the slope around the entire ground, and finally spread on Masaki's face, bringing the smell of the sun and the sea that was generally mixed.

Masaki clearly grasped the number and trend of the stroke in the air, and he could clearly feel the huge area under the jurisdiction of the entire temple, and he could even feel that at this moment, in the group of houses that could not be seen, there were eight people approaching the open space where he was at a super speed.

Almost every house and between the houses, there is a slit bluestone road, straight to the dense forest-like house group, which branches out countless forks, like spider webs, connecting to every corner of the town, and at this moment, the eight people who rushed from all corners can also feel the speed of their advance towards this clearing, and can't help but make Masaki guess a little more about these people.

The sound of breaking the air came from all directions, and the houses around were on the side of the road, and there were suddenly more figures, only the sound was heard in the last second, and they appeared in various places in the next second, such a speed, even the political discipline who is now in the state of writing wheels also felt a little surprised, if he analyzed it well, the speed of this group of people's actions could catch up with his previous return in the hive base.

??“ Who are you to trespass into the Zen Temple without permission!" The voice of the man standing in the room was loud and echoed in the air, with some oppressive deterrent power.

?? These people who appeared next to Zhengji, all of them were wearing gray monk's robes, and there were six plum blossoms on their bare heads, obviously a group of monks, Zhengji was a little stunned at first, but after thinking about it, he understood that since this place is called Zen Temple, since it is a temple, why is it strange that there are monks?

?? It's just that the monk who opened his mouth to ask questions, kicked back and forth between the two walls, and easily went to the room.

?? Masaki thought so, but he didn't panic, and stood quietly in place and watched.

?? The eight monks surrounding Masaki saw only a shirtless, muddy, black-lacquered man standing stupidly on top of their playground, his hair so long that it covered half of his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and if it weren't for the sneakers and barely recognizable jeans at Masaki's feet, they would almost have thought he was a wild man on this island.

?? The monk who said that just now glanced at each other at his companions, and they all saw that the nervous look in each other's eyes disappeared again, it seems that this person who is either a savage or a madman also inadvertently broke in, not deliberately breaking into the temple, causing them to worry in vain.

?“ This person may have been the one who was swept up on the desert island by a shipwrecked ship nearby, and was frightened by a series of shocks, and may have gone crazy by now. A monk next to him analyzed, and there was a black headset in his ear, just exchanging information with his companions who were far away.

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