Unintentionally planted willows and willows.

Rao is Yan Jing didn't expect that there would be clues about the relics in front of his eyes in this way.

Jump on the roof.

A few pieces of broken brick and tile clicked.

Yan Jing raised his hand to summon a stream of water, washing away the stains on the exterior of the strange-looking stone statue.

Look closer with your spiritual vision.

The head of the dragon, the body of the fish, the tail of the dragon.

Even if it's just a stone statue abandoned on a dilapidated building, it can still attract water spiritual power.

Even if the spiritual energy fluctuates very little, the image it represents is undoubtedly extraordinary, and the reason that really makes Yan Jing sure of his speculation is that Soman can't find any information about the stone statue on the Internet.

This in itself is a testament to the peculiarity of the stone statues!

The demons who dwelled high in the heavenly court were obviously deliberately hiding something.

Of course, Yan Jing didn't just want a stone statue, but a foreign object about it.

Now that he had a clear direction to follow, Yan Jing immediately asked Soman to send the photo to the group, looking for all the places where the statue had appeared.

Demons may be able to erase information on the Internet, but the memories in people's brains are not something they can erase.

Soman's network finally came in handy at this point.

Salesmen or real estate agents who have spent half their lives wandering the Grey Mist may not be aware of the concepts that Yan Jing has proposed earlier, but now they have clear photos and goals, and these people immediately have a striking effect.

It didn't take long for information about the statue to appear on Soman's phone screen.

"They say that this stone statue represents the legendary mythical beast, the Owl Kiss...... There is also a kiss, in short, it is a Rui beast that Immortal Palace City believed in a long time ago, and people at that time would put a statue on the roof of their house as long as conditions permitted, which was used to eliminate disasters and solve problems, and to ward off fires. ”

Leaning back with the umbrella in his hand, Soman looked at Yan Jing who was fiddling with the stone statue on the roof in the rain with some surprise, he didn't quite understand why the latter cared so much about a stone statue that was too heavy to sell when it was broken, looked at the screen, and continued,

"But now only some old people still remember it, and the houses built in the gray fog area in recent decades are shantytowns or apartments."

"I need to know the legend about it...... Since it used to be a worshiped beast, there should be a temple or some other ancestral hall or something, even if it is dilapidated, as long as it is still guarded, I can buy this clue at a high price. ”

Since it was a foreign body related to the kiss, Yan Jing needed someone who knew something about it to determine what he was looking for this time.

It is important to know that the type of foreign body is not fixed.

It could be a transcendent potion from the [Sand Sea Rafting] event, or it could be an associated spirit shard.

If the type cannot be determined, it is not easy to find it by relying on the clue of the stone statue alone, after all, no one knows what form the foreign object will be preserved.

As for the funds needed to obtain clues, Yan Jing had knocked on a sum when he left the training hall before, and now he was just investing in this matter.

"I'm already asking, as long as the pay is raised, I think there will be news soon...... Yes, there is a temple dedicated to the kiss of the mantis in the seventh area of the gray mist, and it seems that it is still in operation. ”

After sending Yan Jing's request to the chat group, it was only a few minutes before Soman received an important message and hurriedly reported it.

"Let's go, while it's still dark, go over immediately!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Jing finally took a picture of the stone statue, jumped off the roof and went straight to the riverside pier.

The scope of the Gray Mist Area is extremely large, there are ten urban districts in total, but the traffic efficiency is extremely low, there are basically no taxis, not to mention empty boats, Yan Jing and Soman are currently in the Gray Mist District 2, if you want to get to the seventh district, the best way to get to the seventh district is by boat.

Fortunately, he had a lot of money on hand, and with Soman's connections, he barely found a ship with an engine that was supposed to be transporting goods.

Sudden ~ sudden ~ sudden ~

With a series of muffled sounds, black smoke erupted from the pipes on the engine side.

The cargo ship with only two people on board was launched.

The cargo ship departed from Area 2 and followed the winding river of the Grey Mist Area to Area 7.

Yan Jing never thought that he would one day be able to sit on a cement boat in the eighties and nineties, so he simply moved a chair to sit on the bow of the boat, holding an umbrella, holding the tiger firefly in his arms, and observing the "scenery" of the city in the gray fog area along the way.

It's around two o'clock in the afternoon, and when you put it elsewhere, it should be the brightest time of the day.

However, in this gray fog area, the sky has completely darkened, and the buildings on both sides of the river have been lit up.

It was only at this time that Yan Jing suddenly discovered that the Gray Mist Area 2, which he had previously thought was dilapidated, was already one of the well-developed urban areas in the entire Gray Mist District.

The lights on both sides of the river change from bright to dark on the way, which is visible to the naked eye.

The shops along the street have changed from normal one-room houses with no gates and only a few strips of plastic wrap hanging on the front door, to the simplest of carts, and finally to a single person carrying a shabby school bag to sell it everywhere.

Those apartments that looked old in the second district of the gray fog turned into rare buildings in the city behind them, more crowded, simple shacks stacked on top of each other, and when they arrived near the seventh district of the gray fog, Yan Jing even saw a large number of medium-sized communities piled up with containers.

The state of the people who come and go is even more different.

In the second district of the gray fog, there are at least many people who wear raincoats to work in the train area, while in the seventh district, Yan Jing most of the time sees the low-level people who are full of depression.

Most of them walked through the streets in rags, their backs bent, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

It is like a lonely ghost wandering in hell, which may disappear in some dark corner at any time.

Pulling his attention away from the gloomy and heavy surroundings, Yan Jing left the river in anticipation of the foreign object left behind.

The two of them went straight to the temple dedicated to the temple where the kiss was enshrined with the route map they got on the road.

According to Soman's friends, this temple is located in a relatively "prosperous" area of the seventh district, and there is a lot of incense on a regular basis.

However, when Yan Jing arrived at his destination, an accident still happened.

Although Yan Jing had been mentally prepared for the situation of the temple located in the Gray Mist Seventh District on the way here, whether it was decay or dilapidation, he didn't come to worship the kiss anyway, as long as he could find someone who knew something about the kiss.

The problem was that the scene in front of him was really beyond Yan Jing's cognition.

Rain-shrouded, gloomy and winding laneways.

The temple dedicated to the Kiss is at the end.

The problem is that in front of its door are two Buddhist beads that emit electronic red light hanging from their necks, holding fluorescent weapons, demon statues with hideous faces, and there are special floor lamps around them to light them.

The plaque at the top of the dark red gate is written with three gilded characters: Heavenly Demon Temple.

"This ......"

Yan Jing looked at Soman on the side with a confused gaze.

Doesn't it mean that what is enshrined here is a kiss, according to the current atmosphere, if you want to say that it is the evil ghost Yan Jing who is enshrined inside!

"I navigated according to the route he provided, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be wrong, maybe it's just that the outside is just to cater to the worship of ordinary people for the Blood Purifier, but in fact, the worship inside is completely different?"

In fact, Soman was also a little dazed now, and he took a few steps forward and knocked on the door of the temple, and after a while, he heard footsteps from inside.

The one who opened the door was an old man with gray temples, wearing a black raincoat, no one came out, even the door was only opened a small slit, poked his head out to look at the two and said,

"It's past the time to worship, so let's wait for tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, the old man was about to raise his hand to close the door, but Yan Jing's feet reached in first, and then asked,

"I wonder if this is a temple dedicated to the Kiss of the Horn?"

"It has been changed a few years ago, everyone now believes in the Holy King of Heavenly Court, I am here for incense, naturally I have to change my faith, what kind of kiss is not kissed, you are in the wrong place."

Hearing that it was for the kiss to come to the door, the old man raised his head and quickly glanced at the two of them, and then lowered his eyes to look at Yan Jing's feet inserted in the crack of the door, and said in a muffled voice,

"In the current gray fog area, where is there a letter to kiss, it's useless!"

"Sorry to bother, we're just temporary, since there's no here, forget it."

Retracting his right foot, Yan Jing had no intention of breaking in, and retreated to leave.

The old man didn't say much, and when he saw the two of them turn around, he immediately retracted and closed the door again.

"I'm going to call that guy, the temple that converted a few years ago actually dared to lie to us!"

Soman was very resentful of his friend's deception, and took out his mobile phone to contact the other party directly, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was stopped by Yan Jing.

"He gave me the right route, this is where I'm looking."

Yan Jing looked at the Heavenly Demon Temple, the lucky compass in his hand had already opened, and the pointer was facing the vermilion door.

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