When you touch it, there is nothing wrong with the thick and cold substance, the substance that belongs to the stone. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But the pair of rubies set in the eye sockets were the finishing touch, and the light string looked at the demon in front of him and knew that there was also the same pair of eyes watching him on the other side, looking up, and the dragon was also watching.

Although it is a stone statue, creepiness is an indispensable feeling for him now.

"You three are guarding the temple? Or are you greeting patrons? Is this a fantasy or is it real? Light String said as he looked at them, but he was actually talking to himself.

For stones have no wisdom.

Shaking his head, he walked in, it was pitch black at first, then the light was near.

The rows of candles on both sides lit one after another like lamps leading to the gates of heaven, and there was no way back behind them, because it was gone, and in front of it was the bridge, a long bridge surrounded by the lights of heaven on both sides.

It was large, black, and the most eye-catching thing was the center of the interior, where the black box was illuminated by a pure white light from the top.

This bridge leads there, but it's not the only way to go, as it's a quarter.

The shape of the cross, the black box connected by four bridges, looks solemn and sacred.

But Lightstring knew that what was enshrined in such an eerie ancient dark temple would not be as small as it could be.

So, with every next step on the bridge, the light string was as careful as a rat stealing food at the bedside.

The light on both sides is a bit dazzling, weird, the sight is light on both sides, and gray in the middle, so this only road at present turns out to be dark, and the light on both sides is dark.

But beneath the light created by this candle is an abyss, an abyss of mysterious, cold wailing.

"Under the light is darkness and the abyss, and under the darkness is light and heaven?"

Light String walked on the wooden sling bridge, "Crunch, crunch." ”

He was the only one who moved, and he made the sound of wood and chains rubbing together with the wooden bridge, a subtle sound that was so harsh in the dark space.

The light on both sides of the line of sight trembled, but the darkness ahead was as smooth as ever.

But the light strings worked hard to stop and weaken what seemed to be the usual sound elsewhere, because it was so out of place here.

In this darkness there should be silence, deathly silence.

Because in this way, you will not alarm anything at the bottom of the abyss, or above the void above your head.

Each step was like stepping on the edge of a cliff, and the drawbridge was so narrow that only one person could pass through it, so the candle flames on either side seemed to touch the light strings as they swayed.

But Light String couldn't feel the temperature from the flames on either side, so he felt unreal.

The inexplicable panic and irritability in my heart are like being swallowed by darkness in the rain of day.

There is only one person in this "world......

However, he felt that every step he took, every shaking with wood, chains, and flames would calm down the negative emotions in his heart a little.

In this way, he longed to reach the central quadrangular platform, to touch the black box that looked plain and white, and was illuminated by the light.

After walking for a while, I no longer had the cautious appearance before, because I didn't have that false and weird inexplicable feeling in my heart.

It's as if the abyss under the light isn't so terrifying, wanting to reach, to touch the light and black box that seems to be holy.

Finally, stepping onto the ancient, dusty quadrangular platform, it disappeared when the last foot left the iron-locked suspension bridge.

Suddenly, there was a sudden feeling of coldness and emptiness behind him, and the light strings were full of excitement. Look, the infinite distance of the void, where is there any iron cable wooden bridge with candle flames?

After staring silently for a moment at the void that seemed to be the entrance, Light String had no choice but to face the black box not far from him and step forward.

The light and the black box were finally in front of him. Looking up, that light seems to be coming down from the void, is this an enclosed space?

The light illuminates the square platform, which seems to float in the void, kicking up dust with every step on the ground.

The ancient inscription is engraved on the surface of the flat stone platform at his feet, and the dust is also attached to the groove of the inscription, which is just surprisingly giving the inscription a somewhat dirty gray.

"This ...... What is it? Light String muttered as she looked at the black box.

The eerie temple, the creepy statues, the path of light that leads to darkness, the void that envelops it and the abyss beneath it, and the light that illuminates the platform and the ancient inscriptions that are also illuminated.

They complemented the unremarkable black box, small enough to fit a human head, with a wooden surface and a keyhole with steel and silver rings at the opening.

But the keyhole has been destroyed, and the hole is not as it should be.

The top of it was also covered with dust, and the light string leaned over and blew lightly into a puff of smoke that people didn't want to get close to.

"Ahem, ahem, how long has it been, so thick? And turned into flocculent and nets? Light String hurriedly retracted her head and fanned her nose hard, coughing in front of her nose.

There was no rush to open the black box, although curiosity and vague greed drove him.

What will this be? Why is it here?

Since it is so ancient and hidden...... And what can it do for me?

But, Light String is hesitating, if this thing is some kind of murderous thing?

What is sealed away that cannot be released?

However, its keyhole has been pried open, and that's what it says......

Has anyone already opened it before that?

If it wasn't locked up in the first place, then what's the point of putting it in this dark temple?

That would indicate that it was destroyed after the temple and the black box had been placed.

Who opened it and watched it?

Filled with curiosity, Light String squinted behind his two hands against the darkness of the keyhole and slowly approached it.

The sudden flash of red light and the scene of the demon jumping out of my heart did not happen.

Pulling back, Light String was slightly stunned and stretched out his hand to slowly approach.

But just as the index finger was about to touch the steel at the keyhole of the black box, a voice shouted, "Don't touch that!"

The light string violently withdrew his hand, made a warning posture, took out a short ninja knife and looked at every place around, and said in a low voice: "Who, don't show up quickly, don't pretend to be a ghost in the dark!"

The darkness responded, and the darkness swallowed up all the words he had uttered, and what was left ate up was his gaze.

No one responded?

Light String hesitated for a moment before standing up straight and looking back at the black box.