After three watches at night, there was a dead silence inside and outside the capital.

In the temple, a monk came out of the meditation room with an oil lamp in his hand. The night breeze penetrated the lampshade and blew the candle flame flickering. He protected the lamp with his hand, looked left and right, saw that there was no one around, and quickened his pace to the backyard.

Passing by a Zen temple, he heard movement inside, and driven by curiosity, he raised the oil lamp and looked into the courtyard. In the hazy night, he saw a very strange carriage that he had never seen before.

The carriage had no wheels, and was a man's height above the ground. It hung in the air, its body glowing with a terrifying blue fire.

The monk was stunned, holding the oil lamp motionless.

After a while, the doors of the monastery opened,

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