It didn't take long for 009 to wipe the owls off the wall, but when it came to the mark of a charcoal drawing, the snow-white wall was wiped black by him, and the dirty distribution on the wall looked particularly embarrassing.

009 put down the rag and wiped his hands with a clean cloth.

There was very little sunlight in the room, the simple furniture was shrouded in darkness, and the silence was terrible all around, and the hall seemed dark and dark for no reason.

The door of the house was not closed, and the wind poured into the house through the doorway, making the air in the house cold.

009 frowned and looked at the wall, where the gray wall reflected the sun's rays - it seemed much more normal without the spooky owl.

He took a deep breath.

Somehow, he grew more frightened after wiping off the owl, and as time went on, it tended to grow stronger, filling almost every nerve and making him breathless.

He looked around cautiously again, hesitated for a moment, but walked out of the small courtyard of Forgotten Dust, and closed the door of the house with a "click".

This was a new copy, and there were too many unknowns and uncertainties, and he still had to have more information to figure out how to get out.

Behind him, the door was shrouded in darkness, and the foyer became pitch black, drowning in the verdant willow treetops of the courtyard.

The temple is not big, the red tiles and white walls are built in a dilapidated manner, and there are few people who are pitiful, the temple wall is twisted and turned, and I didn't see a person after walking for a long time.

Su Que floated on top of his head slowly, looking at his shiny big bald head.

Some dungeons that want to kill people are emotionally disturbed by the dungeon in key episodes, ensuring that he can lead to death when making major decisions.

And just now it seems to be the key to a major decision.

Su Que thought back to the things painted in that room, and as 009 thought, she also felt that those monsters covered with black feathers were terrifying, but no matter how terrifying things were, they would keep them as much as possible when they didn't get confirmation that they had to wipe them.

But 009 was emotionally disturbed, and fear and a sense of self-preservation took over—and he wiped it all out with no way out.

009 walked through a courtyard wall and walked forward, unaware of the dungeon's emotional distractions, but this was not surprising in the first place, as only artificially made copies had the ability to control people absolutely.

However, making a manual copy is a big deal, and it is extremely rare in previous lives, not to mention that this is the first end times.

Su Que continued to float behind him, hoping to find clues to this copy.

009 didn't know where he went in front, and while walking, he twisted the Buddha beads on his wrist very casually, which was a string of peach wood beads, with the words of Buddhism engraved on it, and the beads were twisted and rounded with oily black.

He had the bead on his wrist when he came to Forgotten Dust's body, and he didn't take it off at all.

The wind picked up on the mountain again, this time so strong that it swept past the temple and blew the sand all over the face, almost obscuring the vision.

The cold wind poured into his robe, blowing his red robe into the air.

After turning a corner, 009 saw a blurry blood-red figure in the distance, lying motionless on the bluestone ground in the middle of the path, which looked particularly weird.

009 suppressed the doubts in his heart and slowly stepped forward, to his surprise, judging from the familiar figure, it was the faceless monk.

At this time, he lay lifeless on the ground, his body was wet with scarlet blood, half of his body was uneven as if he had been gnawed, his bright red muscles were still broken and exposed, and his internal organs were hollowed out, and only blood was coldly scattered on the ground.

009 leaned forward with a solemn face and touched his disabled shoulder, his muscles were cold and stiff, as if he had been dead for a long time.

He crouched down, ripped off his body, pinched his chin and looked at his face.

- The man had a face.

009 took a step back silently, he felt his heart slowly rise to his throat, thumping in his chest, the cold hairs on his back stood up violently, and a cold wind swayed in the robe on his back.

The monk who led him the way before had no facial features, but his body shape was exactly the same as this person, and it could be said that he was not bad.

Where in the world can two people be so similar?

009 slowly moved towards his yard.

- In other words, the real monk is dead, and the faceless monk is impersonated by someone else!

He gasped and turned and ran towards his courtyard.

Behind him, the sky was already dark, and the night filled the night sky with lightning speed, and the sun rolled down like a ball to the west, and the remaining dusk beams illuminated the entire dead temple on the top of the mountain, which seemed particularly deep.

009 felt a sudden and huge fear behind him, and ran desperately towards his courtyard regardless of anything else.

It rained at some point, and the dark clouds covered the sky, and the night soon invaded the entire night sky.

For a time, the lightning and thunder under the sky, the trees in the temple were shaky, the willow branches were "rustling", and the raindrops of beans were smashed down fiercely, smashing on his scalp and cheeks, which was cold and refreshing.

The road ahead seems to never end, and the road swims under your feet, but there is no end in sight.

009's red robe was all wet in the rain, and it was sticking to his body wet, but he didn't have time to care about it.

From a distance, I saw the half-open wooden doors of the courtyard and the large open doors, which looked particularly blurry in the rain.

He ran violently towards the house, and the cold wind slapped on his face, and the rain was painful.

When he finally crossed the threshold, he opened his mouth and gasped in the room, turning to look at the willows that were shaking desperately in the wind and rain and the low bushes that had been smashed.

At this time, he suddenly realized a problem-

When he left, he closed the door of the house and the courtyard door, why is it all open now?

Don't......

009's body froze.

The room behind him was shrouded in darkness, there was no light in the house, only a few lights from the outside world, which seemed to be shadowy in his field of vision, and the wide open door made the wind "whining" and the "brushing" of the rain.

Behind him, a large, hideous shadow slowly rose from the ground, and darkness enveloped the figure of 009 with his back to the room, and the owner of the shadow stood behind him.

It smiled slowly.

009 only felt the arteries in his neck being torn violently, his limbs became limp, and his vision gradually blurred, except for the rain and the sloping sky outside.

Su Que floated above his head, his eyes wide in horror.

"Click-"

A flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the massive figure in the room.

Is that......

……

"Forget the dust, what are you doing?"

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