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His head seemed to explode, and the pain was unbearable, but in this severe pain, his memory began to recover little by little, and he vaguely remembered that at the last moment, it seemed that an old voice saved him, but when he woke up, he didn't see anyone.

Looking around, Xie Yan found that he had returned to the original ruined temple again, the difference was that the headless dead body that attacked him was gone, not only that, but he turned around and looked through the wooden door that he didn't know when to open, and found that the human bone fish in the black pool behind him had also disappeared, and everything was back to normal, leaving only the Buddha tablet exuding a soft light.

"Hallucinations?"

Xie Yan sat up, and after a short rest, he had recovered a lot of physical strength.

He vaguely remembered that after being hammered to death by the monster, he seemed to have had a dream, a strange dream, in which he was given a brush that could be made out of nothing, but in the end he drew a faceless female ghost, and when he was about to die, he was saved by a voice.

"Maybe it's not an illusion." A cold sweat broke out behind Xie Yan's back.

The curse of the Black Book was even weirder than he had imagined, and if it wasn't for his luck this time, he would have almost died. Thinking of this, Xie Yan quickly took out the black book, and found that the temperature on the surface of the black book was indeed not as hot as before, and the patterns inside had become a little blurry.

"It seems that this catastrophe should be over."

Xie Yan looked up at the sky and found that the sky was already a little colored, thinking that it was almost dawn.

Just when Xie Yan was about to leave, that evil aura appeared again, this time, it was clearer than any previous time, closer, faintly, Xie Yan seemed to hear the wail of the ghost, the cry of the soul, for a moment, as if even the sky was covered, in this distorted evil, Xie Yan saw a pale white shadow.

It's the Faceless Woman!!

Xie Yan's eyes widened and he wanted to escape, but he found that he couldn't move at all, and this feeling was exactly the same as when he was manipulated in his dream before.

"Find... Arrive.. You.. Finish! ”

The faint voice sounded in Xie Yan's ears, and a cold and piercing breath penetrated into his body against Xie Yan's skin, a miserable white palm gradually formed, the palm was extremely slender, and the skin was as white as jade, if you look at this hand alone, it must be the palm of a peerless beauty, but the key problem is that only this hand, a single hand, it seems a little creepy.

The jade hand moved up little by little along the skin on Xie Yan's chest, and at this moment, Xie Yan only felt as if his soul was frozen, and there was a tendency to ossify.

"Ahem. . . Cough! ”

Just as the palm of his hand was about to slide to Xie Yan's neck, the old voice appeared again, this time it was a coughing sound, but it was clearer than before, the voice was erratic, and it was impossible to guess from which direction the voice was transmitted.

The faceless woman let out a terrible scream as if she had met a nemesis, and then all the evil aura melted in an instant, and Xie Yan's body, who had regained his freedom again, was soaked in cold sweat, and when he looked at it, he found that he didn't know when he was back in the broken temple hall, the only difference was that the strange statue disappeared, and was replaced by a withered old monk sitting there cross-legged.

The old monk's whole body was dried up, only a layer of skin was still covered on his body, and his long eyebrows fell to the ground on his chest, and at first glance he thought it was a dried corpse.

"Thank you, Master."

Xie Yan knew that this old monk was not dead, and it was this old monk who rescued him just now.

"Ahem. . . Ahem.."

The old monk's life seemed to have come to an end, and he just kept coughing.

"Let's go, get out of here."

After a while, the old monk relented and said a word.

"I don't have much to live."

"If I hadn't intervened to suppress him, you might not really be able to come back."

Not long to live? Xie Yan's heart sank, this old monk's qi and blood were dry, but the mana fluctuations on his body were extremely powerful, especially at the moment when he spoke out before, the momentum almost covered the heavens and the earth, Xie Yan could hardly imagine what kind of realm this old monk was in front of him, but according to Xie Yan's estimate, it should be at least the level of Jindan.

"Let's go, if you don't go out before dawn, she'll come back again, and you'll never be able to get out then."

The old monk added.

Xie Yan's heart tightened, and after saying thank you, he got up and left directly.

He didn't know whether the old monk was a human or a ghost, and he didn't know why the old monk happened to save him, but judging from the Buddha tablet behind him, this old monk should have been this temple originally, but later for some reason, this temple happened ominous, all the people in the temple died, and he was the only one who stayed and suppressed that evil force alone.

"I don't know the master, what about the group of dart masters yesterday?" Xie Yan suddenly remembered the horse's head and asked.

That dart head is not bad, since the old monk can save him, the horse head must not be dead.

"You were the only one who entered the temple last night!"

"I don't know how you got in, this world is sealed, and ordinary people can't get in."

Xie Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then a chill broke out.

If he was the only one who entered the temple last night, what would be the group of dart masters in the back? Could it be that he was hallucinating? But if it's an illusion, why is it so real? You must know that he has now stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, and he also has the True Yuan Power in his body, so that he can't even distinguish between the true and the false.

"Remember, get out of here!"

After the old monk said this, he lowered his head, as if he had passed away, and he could no longer feel life.

Xie Yan came back to his senses, and after bowing to the old monk, he turned around and left.

Xu is old monk suppressed the evil intention, this time Xie Yan walked all the way, did not encounter any strange phenomena, and the things he saw were exactly the same as what he saw during the day, and it didn't take long for Xie Yan to pass through the last door and go out of the broken temple.

The moment he stepped out of the broken temple, Xie Yan only felt that his body seemed to suddenly become much lighter, and the suppressed feeling was swept away, and when he looked up again, he found that the sun didn't know when it had risen.

"It's just that it took a whole hour to get out in such a short time?"

Xie Yan pondered, he somewhat understood that the speed of time in the broken temple should be different from the outside, but he didn't know exactly how much, because the broken temple was too evil, maybe in the temple, some places were normal, and some places were distorted, just like a Rubik's cube, the color of each area was different.

After Xie Yan left the temple, a half-hazy plaque appeared above the entrance of the ruined temple.

Lanruo Temple!

"The name of the ghost again?"

Without waiting for Xie Yan to look at it again, the temple changed again, and the surface of the temple, which was originally clearly visible, was suddenly filled with a thick layer of white mist. In Xie Yan's gaze, the ruined temple was like a mirage, distorted and fluctuated, followed by a little fogging of the physical building, and finally completely returned to nothingness and disappeared.

There was only a bare dirt left in the same place, and everything that happened last night seemed to be an illusion.