Looking at the back of the old man walking out, Lin Chong's heart jumped inexplicably, and even he didn't know why. There was still a small mouthful of steamed bread left in his hand, and in an instant, he lost his appetite, put down the steamed bun, and Lin Zhong also walked out.

As soon as he walked out, a gust of wind blew over, and the bone-chilling cold also hit, Lin Chong didn't know where the wind came from, but the cold made him have to resist the spiritual power, and the figure of the old man disappeared in such a short time, but Lin Chong saw that the Zen incense in front of the statue had been changed, and the doors of the four rooms were not opened, so where did the old man go, could it be that he grew wings and flew?

In doubt, Lin Zhong gently pushed open the door and walked out.

Only then did he step out with one foot, and a harsh wind blew, and the cold Lin shrank his neck. Tightening his clothes, Lin Zhong walked out.

For some reason, he saw that the fog that had already dispersed was even thicker at this moment, it was originally just a mist shrouded in the town of Langmu Temple, and at this moment Fang Yuan was included in it, Lin Chong doubted that he could still see it even if he straightened his hand, after thinking about it, Lin Chong stretched out his right hand, fortunately, he could see it.

Suddenly, Lin Chong felt that he was mentally retarded, coughed lightly, scratched his head, estimated the direction, and walked forward.

After walking for a long time, Lin Chong's heart became more and more panicked, everything around him was quiet, and the dense fog also seriously limited his vision, and the most terrible thing was that in this environment, if someone sneaked up on him, it was estimated that it would be difficult to dodge, but after thinking about it, he couldn't see it, so what others said......

I don't know how long I walked in this thick fog, the sound of gongs and drums sounded in my ears, Lin Chong stopped and carefully identified it for a while, the sound came from his left hand, and after listening to it for a long time, he could find a problem, it seemed that it was a funeral. Lin Zhong frowned and walked over.

Since the time when the Taoist temple came out, Lin Chong has never had an imperial sword, and the height of his head less than ten zhang has been shining with a bewitching purple light, he tried to throw the sword up, and it was immediately bounced back, the strength was great, beyond his imagination, so Lin Chong was also looking for the end of the fog, or the end of this purple light, in this narrow world, it was too unfavorable for his body to play.

The wind has been cold all around, and the body is getting stiffer and stiffer, every few steps, you have to breathe, your fingers are already stiff, even if you put your hand on the back of your neck, it seems that it is only temporary warmth, on the contrary, your neck is suddenly cold, and you almost can't bear it. However, after walking some more distance, a long line gradually appeared in front of Lin Chong's eyes.

The six people who walked in front carried a coffin, and saw that their faces were sweating non-stop, and most of the clothes on their bodies were wet, and the footprints of the people behind them were obviously deeper than those in the back. The team behind them, Lin Chong looked like the walking dead, following step by step, walking forward.

In this long line, Lin Chong also saw acquaintances, he didn't expect Wang Tan and his family to be here, but they were just like that, the team walked in front of Lin Chong for a long time, and there was still a tail left, and then Lin Chong saw the most incredible scene.

He actually saw the old man in the morning, he was at the back of the whole team, but judging by his expression, it should be the most normal. Lin Zhong was a little puzzled, looking at him but didn't know what to say.

When he walked over, the old man also noticed Lin Chong, a trace of doubt flashed on his face, and then he was relieved, and under Lin Chong's gaze, he walked towards Lin Chong.

"What, young man, are you trapped?"

Although Lin Chong was very surprised in his heart, his face was very calm, "Ah, yes, the purple light in this sky can't be touched at all, I only walked a few steps before I got lost in the fog, I don't know how long I walked, and then I came here, and then I saw you." ”

The old man shook his head, laughed, and said, "This is the characteristic of Langmu Temple, the heavenly burial. ”

"Heavenly burial, what is this?" Lin Zhong asked involuntarily, this was the first time he had heard of this word.

The old man didn't feel strange at all about Lin Chong's reaction, he pointed to the front and said, "In the coffin, it is Hong Fan who was killed by you last night, and he was discovered by the people of the Na family this morning, so there is such a situation." ”

"Hmm, no, how do you know?" Lin Zhong asked as he looked at the old man.

The old man smiled and replied: "The movement you made last night was so loud that even the monster in Langmu Temple was shocked, how could I not know, you also killed Hong Fan and his father, but it was removed, after all, it is a person who has been dead for ten or twenty years." Also, I would like to remind you that you can walk out of the way we came now. By the way, I also have to warn you, after you go out, you must not look back, old man, I can't get out, you are still young, you should not be trapped here. ”

Lin Chong was puzzled, looked at the old man, frowned, and asked, "Old man, what do you mean by this? What do you mean that I am still young and should not be trapped here, what is so terrible about this Langmu Temple that can make you so afraid." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, a stream of spiritual power suddenly rushed out, pushing Lin Chong away, he looked at Lin Chong, his tone was a little bitter, and said: "It can give you strength, and it will also bring you destruction, let's go, the farther away from here, the better, I'm just its puppet now, you don't have to care, this entire Langmu Temple is its transformation, since a thousand years ago, it has not changed." ”

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the team, the old man stopped talking to Lin Chong, turned around and followed, after walking a few steps, he still couldn't let go, turned around, and said: "If one day you see the girl who appeared on the mist last night, please remember to tell her that her father did not mean to abandon their mother and daughter, if there is an afterlife, he will definitely do his duty as a father, and will never let them cry alone again." ”

As he spoke, Lin Chong saw the corner of his eye, and a tear dropped, but it didn't fall to the ground, it turned into fog, of course, if Lin Chong still remembered, then he should know who the old man in front of him was, his uncle Gong Lianhua's father, Gong Nei, is said to have abandoned their mother and daughter when Gong Lianhua was very young, according to Emperor Qin's investigation, if this is not the case, maybe Gong Lianhua will not be related to the Demon Dao for the rest of his life, of course, it will not be related to himself.

However, these are of no use to the current Lin Chong, and he can't remember, at most, after going back, he asked his old man and uncle, and he didn't know when it would be when he went back.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhong walked briskly in the direction that the palace was pointing into, that is, the direction in which they came.