Fang Zheng couldn't find anyone else by the lake, so he began to look for a way out of the mountain.

When he got out of the lake, he also saw the tall phantoms in the gray mist, and he was very cautious, and did not rush to disturb those mysterious things until he knew what they were.

There is no curiosity to try to uncover the mystery of those phantoms.

Instead, he found a safe mountain road with sparse shadows in the fog, and went out of the mountain cautiously all the way.

Since the experience of stabbing the hornet's nest in the bottom of the lake, Fang Zheng doesn't want to poke the hornet's nest at all now, there are so many mysterious phantoms in the fog, the ghost knows if it will affect the whole body.

Fang Zheng followed a safe road, all the way out of the mountain, so there was a scene in front of him, an old temple suddenly appeared in front of the road he had to pass.

Fang Zheng thought about it for a moment, and he continued on his way.

He was heading towards the old temple deep in the mountains.

Fangzheng's plan is very simple, go to the temple to see if he can meet other cultivators, and then make the next step, such as how to get out of the mountain. If there is any abnormality in the temple, leave the temple immediately and do not linger.

Not long after, Fang Zheng appeared near the old temple in the deep mountains, but he did not enter it recklessly, but found a high place and watched the changes first.

First of all, he found that there was no door to this old temple.

With thought, Fang Zheng continued to hide his high place and quietly observe the temple, which was an abandoned and deserted temple, and there were no monks, nor did he see the whereabouts of his practitioners.

However, the buildings in the old temple have almost collapsed, and only a few buildings are crumbling.

After about ten minutes, Fang Zheng saw that no abnormality was found in the temple, so he entered the temple. After entering the temple, he found that one of the temples still had very new traces of people's activities, carefully observed the shoe prints on the ground, and probably left the temple after two or three groups of people stayed for a short time, and the temple was empty.

Call!

This temple, which was as calm as a deep mountain and old pond that had not been rippled by the wind for a hundred years, suddenly inexplicably winded, and the wind poured into the house along the courtyard outside, along the cracks of the collapsed walls, and the back was cold, as if something suddenly appeared in the house, and Fang Zheng turned around, and there was nothing behind him, only the pile of broken wood and rubble.

After that, the temple fell silent again.

Fang Zheng's brow furrowed.

He began to notice something unusual.

Perhaps, this deserted temple, which is as lonely as a tombstone in the mountains, is not as calm as it seems on the surface......

Fang Zheng did not hesitate, and immediately planned to withdraw from the temple.

Since he didn't meet anyone here, there was no need for him to stay.

But at this time, in the old temple in the deep mountains, which should have been empty and silent, the sound of chopping wood actually sounded.

It wasn't loud, but it was especially harsh in an abandoned temple where there was no one in the air.

Fang Zheng didn't think much about it, his figure flashed, and the person had already chased him out.

However, Fang Zheng had just come out of the house, and the sound of chopping wood had disappeared.

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and began to look around, and then, the true qi poured into the meridians of the feet, and as soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, the person had already flown upside down to the roof of the house behind him, and the person stood on a high place with an unobstructed view, and carefully observed the temple in front of him again.

No one was seen in the temple.

Fang Zheng lowered his head and groaned, just jumped off the roof, whew, and a breeze blew from his side, just at this moment, doo!

The sound of chopping wood sounded again.

"Who's pretending?"

Fang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

The sound of chopping wood disappeared eerily again.

At this time, Fang Zheng couldn't see that this deep mountain temple was strange, and immediately planned to withdraw first, who knows, Fang Zheng just came to the temple wall, just wanted to walk out of the temple, do!

This time, the sound of chopping wood was louder than the previous two times, because this time the sound appeared directly behind him.

Fang Zheng, who had never let his guard down, suddenly turned around and was about to make a move, but there was nothing behind him, nothing.

No one was seen chopping wood behind him.

Fang Zheng stood in place, looking around, his brows slightly locked, no one knew what he was thinking at this time, but it didn't take long for Fang Zheng to let out a sigh.

"It seems that you want to play hide and seek with me, you want me to be a ghost, you are a man, if I don't find you today, I don't expect a moment of peace......"

The square figure began to move around the temple, intending to find out the source of the sound.

If he had heard it wrong, it was from the deepest part of the temple, and he decided to look in that direction first.

As Fang Zheng walked towards the depths of the temple, the sound of chopping wood sounded again, and this time Fang Zheng had already heard the source of the sound!

When Fang Zheng, who was holding a long knife, stepped into a dilapidated house with wind leaking on all sides, he saw that in a corner, there was a monk, wielding an axe in his hand, and he was actually chopping a very old wooden-framed bronze mirror hanging on the wall.

The sound of chopping wood heard earlier was the sound of an axe constantly slashing through the wooden frame of the mirror.

Fang Zheng remembered very well that when he inspected this room before, there was no old monk and mirror!

"Who are you?"

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Fang Zheng asked coldly, the muscles of the arm holding the long knife were tense, as long as there was a slight mistake, he would not hesitate to kill the other party.

But the monk in the corner didn't pay attention to Fang Zheng, and kept swinging an axe in his hand to chop the ancient bronze mirror hanging on the wall.

Fang Zheng got closer and saw that it was actually an old monk who was blind in both eyes, a blood-stained bandage wrapped around both eyes, and the old monk was still swinging an axe and slashing the mirror.

Doo!

As if never tireless.

It's been chopping for centuries......

"Don't! Don't look in the mirror!!"

In the room, there was actually a second person hidden, but it was too late to remind, and the curious Fang Zheng had already looked at the bronze mirror hanging on the wall, curious why the old monk had been chopping this bronze mirror.

As a result, nothing happened in the bronze mirror, except for a ghost bride in a phoenix robe and a xia cloak, standing behind him.

Fang Zheng did not use the ghost jade to temporarily seal the ghost bride, so as soon as he looked in the mirror, the ghost bride would appear in the mirror.

Just as Fang Zheng turned his head to find the person who had reminded him just now, something seemed to flash in the mirror in front of him, but the speed of that thing was so fast that even Fang Zheng couldn't see what it was.

When the things in the mirror flashed by, the red hijab of the ghost bride in the mirror actually seemed to be blown by the wind, and there was a slight shaking.

This sudden scene made Fang Zheng stunned, and he didn't have time to find a second person for the time being, because the ghost bride's body had other movements, and this was the first time he had encountered it!

Why did the monks of the temple try to destroy the mirror even if they did not want to destroy the mirror even if they did not hesitate to harm their eyes and not face the things in the mirror?

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