I didn't expect the tried dishes to be appreciated by Hua Mian, Xi Lin was happy and brought out a lot, Hua Mian couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she looked at the dishes on the table, Xi Lin's skills were so good that she had nothing to say, and she also had a great passion for cooking, but it was too easy to go to extremes.

In the following days, when she went to church every day, Hua Mian could more or less receive paintings from the attendants, and the priests noticed that Hua Mian was looking for the attendants to draw church utensils and did not pay much attention to it, but only thought that she was interested in the craft paintings collected in the church, and even occasionally kindly added explanations to the objects on the paintings.

"Sister Huamian, what are you going to do when you get so many paintings back every day?" , Xiaocui saw that there were more and more paintings piled up in the flower sleeping room, and asked a little curiously.

"Recently, I have seen a lot of interesting patterns in the church, and I asked the attendants there to draw them, thinking that maybe it will be of any use in the future."

The paper brought back was not hidden from people and was placed in the house, and when Xiao Cui came to look for Hua Mian, she picked up a painting casually, and the painting was painted with strange animals, which looked very similar to the monster statues they had seen in Beilin, but the paintings were not as scary as they saw.

As more and more paintings appeared, Hua Mian's understanding of Lu Yan gradually increased, and this person traveled almost at the same time as himself, as evidenced by the fact that the pattern he painted on a stone wall was the image of an aquatic monster in a newly released movie that he had watched before he crossed over.

The crossing of the two obviously happened on the front and back feet, but he went more than 300 years ago? More importantly...... Could it be that he also crossed through the sewers?

Before Hua Mian could find conclusive and useful evidence from the information she had at hand, the day of the performance in the temple had arrived.

Dressed in overalls made of expensive fabrics sent into the palace by Sikong Yu, Hua Mian walked into the main hall behind the national teacher, followed by a team of high-ranking priests or holding or carrying the tools and ingredients that Hua Mian was going to use.

In front of the main hall leading to the underground temple, a priest holds a sacred tree flower and dips it in water from a wooden bowl filled with water and scatters it on the top of Huamian's head.

'It's actually real well water'...... Although some priests had explained to Hua Mian in advance that there would be a sprinkling of water when he told him the steps, Hua Mian still involuntarily shrank his neck when the cold well water seeped into his hair and slid down against his scalp and finally submerged in his neck.

The ceremony of entering the temple was not long, and after sprinkling the water, the national teacher signaled that Hua Mian could go down with him, Hua Mian poked his neck down, except for the orange light dancing in the lamps hanging on both sides of the steps, the rest of the place was pitch black, and even the orange light could not be seen further down.

'How deep is this temple?' Hua Mian thought and hesitated.

The national teacher saw Hua Mian's thoughts, lifted the corner of the cloak and turned around and walked down the steps, Hua Mian saw that the national teacher had led the way, and it was impossible for him to refuse, so he had to go down one by one.

The entire underground space was unusually quiet, and all the light except for the lights on the walls was the lamps carried by the priests.

The silence was broken by the sound of footsteps, and at first Hua Mian was still silently remembering the number of steps she had walked through, but after the number rose to four, she remembered the confusion, "Who dug such a deep underground space to build a temple?" This is already at the level of a bomb shelter, right? Even if you don't get tired walking gently on the steps, there are always hundreds of meters deep.