More than ten seconds later, the waves suddenly rolled on the turquoise sea level, and then Zhang Muzi broke through the waves and showed his head.

Flicking his wet hair, he looked up at the vast sky shining with bright starlight, and summoned a hurricane to wrap his body in the air and fly rapidly in the direction of Shencheng.

Hiding and hiding all the way to a low altitude, Zhang Muzi took two or three more time than normal before returning to the outside of the broken temple in the western suburbs.

Landing in the wilderness in front of the mountain gate, he touched the clothes on his body that had been dried by the wind and yin but were still wrinkled and torn and looked unshapely, frowned, and walked back to the broken temple.

At this time, in the open space surrounded by the main hall and the side hall in the temple, the crew members who had restored the power supply were whispering something under the reflection of bright lights, and some of them seemed exhausted and yawned quietly from time to time;

Some of them looked extremely excited, looking abnormal with a hundred times more energy, and when they saw Zhang Muzi strolling in, both of them immediately stopped talking, but no one dared to ask anything.

For a while, the originally noisy dilapidated temple became unusually quiet, and it was not until Zheng Meili found her friend's figure that she broke the silence and said: "Muzi, why are you so wolfy, have you found the head of the Abe family?"

"No, after I chased it out, the head of the Abe family and the winged lion had completely disappeared, and I didn't find it after looking for a while, so I came back. Zhang Muzi didn't care whether it was credible or not, and said nonsense according to the draft that had been typed in advance.

As soon as his words fell, Chen Qiaomu, who was standing under the eaves of the side hall in the distance, suddenly whispered: "Of course I can't find it, people flew out." You're going out...", before he could finish his strange words. found that several supporting actors, drama and even agents who were originally surrounding him subconsciously avoided a few steps, and couldn't help choking.

A glimpse of this scene from afar. Zhang Muzi couldn't help but smile, strolled to Zheng Meili's side, patted the shoulder of the dead party comfortingly, opened his pupils and turned his eyes into pure white, looked around a few times, and nodded at a willow stone sculpture set up next to the main hall: "There is a Master Lao guarding here, and now the time is very..."

As he spoke, there was a sudden strong wind blowing over the temple, and then Abe Inusaburo was seen dancing in the howling hurricane. The short body exuded a wild momentum like a mountain, and it fell down in the wind with an expressionless face like a demon god.

With his feet on the ground, he slowly turned his head to look around, and looked at him with his eyes full of evil, and everyone in the crew dodged and lowered their heads in horror, and some even sat down directly on the stone floor in horror.

After looking around for a week, showing the aura of might, Abe Inusaburo turned his head to Zhang Muzi, and suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Dian." The lion-like beast has been removed by you.

He's not a monster driven by man, he's a human, right?"

"Hey, Your Excellency Abe, that flying lion isn't chasing after me inexplicably..."Zhang Muzi shook his head in surprise and was about to deny it. But he was interrupted by Abe Inuzaburo's cold gaze, "I was trapped underground by the four companions of the flying lion who didn't know if it was a man or a beast on the way to track, and I finally got out of danger.

And the 'imprint' on the flying lion's body is revealed. It's dead, Your Highness, and you clearly have the aura of my spell when it escaped. If you hadn't killed it, who else would it be?"

Hearing this, Zhang Muzi was silent for a while and said, "I really didn't kill him." Just watching himself blow himself to pieces, well, he's a human being, not a beast. ”

"Suicide, that is to say, the strength shown by His Highness makes him feel that there is no room for resistance at all," Abe Inusaburo's eyes flashed with a blade-like edge, and then regained his usual humble and reserved attitude, bowing deeply: "It is really awe-inspiring to have such mana at your age.

No wonder there is a concern that 'the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it', and the question just now was rude to me. ”

Although he was dissatisfied with the fact that the Rimaru people turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands into rain, and the weather was uncertain, Zhang Muzi could only shake his head with a dry smile when he couldn't tear his face, and said, "It's okay." After thinking about it, he asked, "The head of the Abe family said that the beast man has four companions, I wonder if those people are the same as him, they have the ability to turn into alien beasts?"

"Is it a beast man, it's really a figurative metaphor," Abe Inusaburo nodded, and replied in great detail: "That beast man's companions can also transform into alien beasts, and the strength of three of them is not much different from him, and the other is even stronger than him, so he should be a leader-level figure." ”

"Are there any other leader-level figures!" Zhang Muzi was slightly stunned, and said to himself with a wry smile: "I really don't understand why five guys with powerful superpowers want to harm the lives of ordinary people, I really can't figure it out..."

As he spoke, he noticed that a shallow smile suddenly appeared on Abe Inuzaburo's face, and he was slightly stunned, and asked tentatively: "Could it be that Your Excellency Abe, already know their purpose?"

"I'm just guessing," Abe Inusaburo pondered for a while, and said: "Since the first emperor was called emperor in Huaxia, the monarchy has been strong and the Shinto is not strong, unlike my 'Hichimaru' who is dominated by hundreds of daimyo Shinto Changming, so it is normal for Zhang Dian not to know where the interests of the Shinto conquest are..."

"Your Excellency Abe, aren't we talking about the purpose of those beasts and harming people, why did you suddenly talk about the Shinto campaign?" Listening to the head of the Abe family, he looked like he was talking at length from the beginning, and he inexplicably talked about the first emperor of China, Zhang Muzi interjected impatiently.

"Zhang Dian is really a heroic character," Abe Inusaburo smiled with great restraint after being interrupted, "That's right, in the ancient Himaru period, Shinto conquest could not only help the powerful daimyo who believed in a certain shrine or temple to plunder the land in the name of righteousness second only to the 'shogunate edict', and force the worshippers of the defeated shrines and temples to convert, but also sometimes enslave the other party's gods..."

The words of the head of the Abe family made Zhang Muzi suddenly think of the three hundred and sixty-five 'Qingfu Zhengshen' who were driven by himself, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Enslave the other party's gods, is there such a thing..."

"Yes, in addition to enshrined in the main god seat, the powerful temple of 'Himaru' often offers many slave gods, and these slave gods are often defeated gods," Abe Inusaburo nodded and said: "The priests and monks who master the secret method can also borrow their power when they subdue demons and exorcise evil spirits, and pray for rain and auspiciousness..."

"Do you mean that those beasts are like the ancient priests and monks of Himaru, killing people in order to obtain a certain 'fantasy seed' born in Shencheng!" Zhang Muzi exclaimed with a flash of inspiration in his mind.

But then he thought about it and showed a puzzled look, "But it is too simple to get the approval of a 'fantasy species' by killing a few drama managers and actors, even if it is just an unformed 'fantasy species'." ”

"Does the 'fantasy species' in Zhang Dian's mouth refer to the gods," Hearing these words, Abe Inusaburo looked at him carefully as if he was meeting Zhang Muzi for the first time, and said with admiration: "Savor it is really a word that exposes the essence of human faith, did you invent this word?"

"No, I read it from a book called "A Brief History of the Belief in the Star Civilization"," Zhang Muzi pursed his lips with a frown, shook his head, and said: "But that's not the point, the point is why do you think that the ultimate purpose of those beasts and killing people is to seek fantasy seeds?"

"It's very simple, Your Highness," replied Inuzaburo Abe in a deep groan, "and after reading through the secret books of the Hishimaru History Books, there are no less than a hundred ways to conquer and please the gods, and all of them need to be at the expense of human life.

And don't you think it's strange that those enemies have disappeared since you, me, and Sanjay appeared, but tonight when all three of us are in this temple, they suddenly attacked?"

The words of the head of the Abe family made Zhang Muzi recall that the reason why he was able to freely drive the ability to drive Qingfu Zhengshen was indeed because of his grandfather's sacrifice of his life, and he couldn't help muttering to himself, "Sacrifice human life and launch an attack in the temple...", and suddenly walked quickly towards the main hall of the ruined temple.

Although the night in early summer was cool, the temperature was not too cold, but when he stepped into the main hall of the temple, he suddenly felt that the cold and cold of the forest penetrated the bone marrow.

I couldn't help but shudder, Zhang Muzi looked around with a calm face and saw the mottled walls of the dilapidated palace, full of pictures that were decolorized and old, but still delicate and exquisite brushstrokes.

And the content of these murals is not like the same gods and demons and bodhisattvas in ordinary temples and temples, but the scenes when the world drinks and feasts, and seeks pleasure.

"Obscenity, obscenity with such a large temple scale..."Zhang Muzi was born in a family of mages, so he naturally knew what this kind of hall arrangement meant, and he thought of it in surprise.

After that, he looked at the altar in the center of the temple, and sure enough, he saw that the statues enshrined on it were neither Buddhist Shakya nor Taoist Sanqing, but carved from five giant woods, which looked dressed in ancient Chinese official uniforms, and looked full of Taoism.

"Wutong God, it is Wutong God, then it is not an unformed fantasy species, but a fantasy species that has really been formed by millions of people and formed for thousands of years..."

Outside, looking at him walking down the stone steps step by step with a solemn face, Abe Inusaburo asked softly, "Did you find anything, Your Highness?"

"This temple is not a serious dojo or mountain gate, but an obscenity dedicated to the Wutong God," Zhang Muzi replied expressionlessly: "Judging from the scale, such a large obscenity may really hide a mystery that can make people get the ability to drive the Wutong God, and it may not be." (To be continued......)