"Little junior brother, wake up ......"

In my ears, a voice called softly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gu Xiaozhao snorted, sat up suddenly, and opened his eyes.

A young man's face appeared in front of him, as if he was startled by Gu Xiaozhao's reaction, a trace of panic flashed across his face with green facial features and a little fluff on his chin, and then, like frightened rabbits running into a hole, leaned back, widening the distance between each other.

"Little junior brother?"

Seven or eight paces away, the young man shouted a little nervously.

"Senior Brother Thirteen, I had a nightmare!"

Gu Xiaozhao said quietly.

In my mind, there is an extra person's memory, which is a person's life in just ten years.

Strangely, these memories come to mind without any disobedience.

Not only did it not conflict with Gu Xiaozhao's original memory, but between the two, they fused naturally, nothing more than each other, but they were distinct.

The young man's surname is Gu and he is a Taoist priest.

He was an orphan and was raised in a small Taoist temple in Bashan.

For more than ten years, he has lived and practiced in that Taoist temple, and has never taken a step down the mountain, and this is the first time he has gone down the mountain with his master to kill demons.

Looking up, the pale moonlight shone on his head, but he couldn't get rid of the surrounding mist, which was light purple and solidified like jelly around the forest.

In the distance, there was a crow cry from time to time, which made people feel irritated inexplicably.

The bonfire was burning in front of him, and the firewood was moaning in the fire#, and the pale red flames twitched weakly, as if they would run out of breath at any time.

Next to him, the second senior brother Tieguan Daoren was as always with a poker face, and the three strands of long hair on his chin were black and shiny, trimmed very neatly, and the lines were not messy.

Wearing a crown of fine iron, his clothes were simple, but they were spotlessly clean, and although he was in the wilderness, his whole demeanor seemed to be high in a temple.

He bowed his head slightly, his unsheathed sword resting on his knees sitting cross-legged.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and wiping the blade with a silk handkerchief in his left hand, his expression was very focused, as if he was performing some ritual.

Why are you here?

This is not the Celestial Cloud Realm!

Taoist priest Xiao Gu has almost never descended from the mountain, and his knowledge of the outside world is limited.

All he knew was that he was from Bashan.

This time, Master Gu Daoren went down the mountain to kill demons and demons, and brought the second senior brother Tieguan, the thirteenth senior brother Minghui, and his youngest apprentice.

They descended the mountain and traveled all the way south until they finally came here.

Here is an abandoned temple.

Garan Temple.

From the plaque that fell in half from the abandoned well and the courtyard, they knew the name of the temple, and that it was a small temple dedicated to Garan.

Why did the stele teleport itself here?

What is the relationship between himself and the young Taoist priest Xiao Gu?

Gu Xiaozhao couldn't find an answer, and he had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

Your cultivation is too low, your level is too low, don't think about figuring out the root cause in a short time, after all, even Zixia Zhenjun can't find its heels on this stele, let alone the current self.

"Little junior brother, the master said, you can't sleep, those guys can fall asleep, if they confuse you in your dreams, it will be troublesome!"

Minghui looked solemn.

Then, he took out a piece of talisman paper from the yellow cloth bag he was wearing around his waist and gently threw it forward.

The pale yellow rune paper flew lightly in front of Gu Xiaozhao, who stood motionless and did not move.

This is an exorcism.

It is not lethal, but if you are contaminated with filth or have been marked by evil spirits, the exorcism charm will burn and act as an alarm.

After those words were spoken, Gu Xiaozhao knew that he had lost his words.

In this world, nightmares are not unusual, and most people have nightmares because they are bewitched by evil spirits or demons. Like this abandoned Garan Temple, it was originally gloomy, and there were still filthy gases in many places. Gu Xiaozhao said that he had a nightmare, and it was very normal for Minghui to be so solemn.

The exorcism talisman stopped in front of Gu Xiaozhao and hung in mid-air, and after two breaths, it swung back slowly as if it was being pulled by an invisible thread, and fell into Minghui's hand.

At this time, the expression on Minghui's face returned to normal.

He let out a long breath and put one of the bronze bells he held in his right hand back into the cloth bag.

During this time, Iron Crown was still wiping the long sword in his hand.

Minghui walked over, came to Gu Xiaozhao, sat down on a big rock next to him, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and squeezed out a wry smile on his face.

can't blame him for the bow and snake shadow, this journey can be said to be full of dangers.

Gu Xiaozhao didn't know a lot of things, he only knew that the Taoist Temple had received a demon punishment order, and then, the master took the second senior brother, the thirteenth senior brother and him down the mountain to punish the demon.

At first, he was very happy when he knew that he could go down the mountain.

After all, no matter how beautiful the scenery on the mountain is, you will get bored after watching it for a long time.

However, there are some things that are beautiful to think about, but when you really face them, you realize that they are not like that, and the demon subjugation is not as magnificent as described in the novel, as if as long as you wave your hand, those demons and monsters will be wiped out and turned into dust.

In fact, fighting demons is like dancing on a tightrope on a cliff, and it is extremely dangerous.

At first, they were chasing a certain shapeshifting demon, who broke into Nanchuan Mansion two months ago, killed the mansion owner's family, and seized a treasure box.

It is said that the secret hidden in that treasure box can make more yokai transform.

The demon order received by Bashan Huifeng Dance Liuguan is tasked with killing the transformation demon and taking back the mysterious treasure box.

That shapeshifting demon was not Gu Daoren's opponent, however, that guy was very cunning and very good at setting up suspicious formations, although he couldn't get rid of Gu Daoren's tracking, and he also suffered a lot of injuries in many encounters, in the end, he still let him escape into the Mangcang Forest Sea.

After that, things took a turn for the worse.

Just when Gu Daoren was about to kill the shape-shifting demon, several monsters whose strength was not inferior to that big demon suddenly appeared, and in the end, they turned into fugitives, and fled to the edge of the forest sea under the chase of the demons, and finally, fled to the Garan Temple on the edge of the forest sea.

Here, their brothers and Gu Daoren were separated.

Master Gu Daoren asked a few of them to hide in the Garan Temple, and he deliberately came forward to draw the attention of those monsters to himself.

They agreed to reunite three days later at the crossing of the Santu River outside the Mangcang Forest.

You must know that it is not their Bashan lineage that has received the demon order, such as Qingcheng Daogong and Shuzhong Tangmen, these giants have also received the demon order, and at this time, they are rushing towards the Santu River one after another.

However, Gu Xiaozhao and the others could not rush to the Santu River within three days.

They were trapped in the Garan Temple.

When Gu Daoren led the demons away, a mysterious lilac mist appeared around the Jialan Temple, and those mist covered everything, so that they in the temple could not see the specific situation outside, and all they could see was the miserable white moonlight, yes, it had been more than two days, and what was floating above their heads was always the lack of the moon.

Maze!

The three brothers knew that they had fallen into a maze.

Who laid this maze?

Monster?

Or a mysterious third party?

They have no way of knowing.

All they knew was that they had to find a way to get out, or they would die like the dry bones that could be found everywhere in the ruined temple.