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The footsteps were deep and far away in the empty grotto corridor, making people feel frightened.
Since being possessed by the evil spirit, Wang Zhuang has been walking forward without stopping in the middle.
After passing through the grotto corridor, I saw a large area of building ruins. At night, these ruins are like ghostly shadows, giving people a gloomy feeling.
Although these ancient buildings have been severely weathered by time, it can be seen from the details of the layout of the ruins that this ancient ruins do not look like a city residential area. To be more precise, they do not look like they are used for people to live in. Instead, they look like a huge temple area.
This is a place of worship
But more doubts soon came to mind. How could so many corpses be used to guard the mountain in the place of worship to gods? How could unclean things be allowed to come in and out of the place where gods were worshiped?
It is impossible for the Shaoyang Bureau to be used to worship evil gods, which would run counter to the original intention of the Four Symbols Bureau of Jue Tian Jue.
Wang Zhuang was still walking alone in the dark night. The dirty thing possessing him seemed to be very familiar with this place and could easily find the main road in the ruins.
The sound of cold footsteps sounded on the main road, and the empty echo continued along the main road. A large number of clay figurines appeared here. However, the shapes of these terracotta warriors and horses are all prostrate in worship, like pilgrims worshiping to the holy place in their hearts.
The clay figurines are very large, and what you can see in front of you is just the tip of the iceberg. The larger area is shrouded in the cold night, and even if you look far away, you can't see clearly what is hidden behind the darkness.
These clay utensils also cannot withstand the erosion of time, and almost all of them seen along the way are more or less damaged. Broken clay figurines of pilgrims in the ruins of the temple with dark wind and dark clouds in the dark night. It all seems like there are moments when I and the light are sinking, and there are moments when the faith of a devout heart is shattered. Nothing can last forever in human time. Just as father and son can turn against each other, brothers can also inherit the same family. Walking here is like carrying the heavy yoke of time and the pressure of breath.
We walked a considerable distance among the clay figurines. A tall hazy black shadow gradually appeared in front of me. The giant figure Chen Hou Rutian stood tall. But there is something wrong with this giant in the sky, as if the head on the shoulders has been cut off, leaving a bare patch.
It wasn't until I got closer that I finally saw clearly that the huge black shadow was a large mountain with the top of it flattened. There was a temple built on the top of Xiao Ping. The temple is huge and magnificent, and the tongs and drums are magnificent. Instead of giving people a majestic and solemn feeling, it gives people the feeling of a ghost town in Fengdu in the dark, gloomy, mysterious and unknown.
At this time, two lights were on in the huge temple, like a pair of human eyes staring in the same direction for thousands of years.
What's there?
Why the temple lights can stay on for so long is so incompatible with the surrounding years.
Wang Zhuang walked up the steps towards the gloomy temple on the top of the mountain.
Not long after Wangzhuang climbed the mountain, several figures from Jin'an also walked out from behind the dark mist. The three of them looked up at the strange temple on the top of the mountain, all frowning in thought.
Mr. Mo has never appeared again since he used the Feng Shui Spirit Pearl to tear apart the Wind Escape and escape into another space. Even Jin An, Uncle Lin, and Master Jingchan couldn't tell the direction of Mr. Mo. They didn't know what the Tianshi Mansion was planning.
The three of them were silent all the way and followed the steps to climb the mountain.
Gradually, the path was swallowed up by the darkness, and the forehearth was also hidden in the darkness, as if it was worse than a desperate situation with no way out. None of the three are three-year-old children. Such good people, the three people who were not indecisive in the first place did not discipline themselves for too long and decided to continue climbing with Wang Zhuang.
Whether they give up halfway or divide their forces into two groups, it will only be detrimental to them, but it will be beneficial to the dirty things on Wang Zhuang.
The former will follow the only clue of losing Wangzhuang.
The latter are easily defeated individually.
This wild world of Guixu already hides many unknown crises. There was something strange everywhere, and the three of them had to be on guard. As the three people chose to continue climbing, the people at the foot of the mountain became more anxious and waved torches more frequently. They ran up the steps several times and waved torches at them hastily, and then retreated to the foot of the mountain several times, looking anxious and confused. Numb look.
As I said before, none of the three of them are weak.
Now that those who have made up their minds are determined to continue climbing with Wang Zhuang, they will no longer be disturbed by the outside world.
As they climbed higher and higher, the light of the torches at the foot of the mountain gradually dimmed. Sometimes not. In the end, I couldn't see it at all. I just don't know if the person at the foot of the mountain gave up and left, or if he didn't see it because his perspective was blocked.
The people finally reached the top of the mountain, but Wang Zhuang was not found on the top of the mountain.
The three of them are also talented and courageous people. Faced with all the strange things along the way, there is no timid expression on their faces, and they are all calmly observing the environment on the top of the mountain.
Woo woo woo
The wind roared from the top of the mountain, causing the clothes to blow and sway. Observing from a close distance, I realized that the huge temple looked majestic and heavy, and the numerous towers dotting the temple in the valley looked mysterious and ethereal. 1 The three-story magical power stands tall and majestic. There are majestic and magical towers connected between the weathered peaks, built one mountain at a time, and there is a different primitive and wild atmosphere.
But all of this weathered together with the temple and the rocks, dilapidated, desolate, isolated and sacred in the darkness. Only the darkness and shadowless lifelessness remained.
This is a dead god! Along the way there were Master Jingchan who chanted sutras but did not speak. Looking at the huge temple that looked like the ghost town of Fengdu in front of me, I spoke seriously for the first time, clasped my hands together, and sang a verse a cappella.
Actually no need. Master Jingchan reminded that Jin An and Uncle Lin had already noticed that this temple was a little unclean, but this was the only clue they could get to the world of Guixu Dahuang the fastest, and none of them wanted to miss it. Moreover, the king pile has not been found yet, and most likely he has already entered the temple.
This king pile is also a hidden danger of being possessed by dirty things. Whether dead or alive, take it back to camp.
After a brief exchange of glances, the three of them walked towards this ancient divine temple that had been dead for who knows how many years.
