The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is located to the west of the Dayan Dynasty.
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains separated in the middle, which can be regarded as a natural barrier. There are many dangers, and it is difficult for non-literary monks and strong monsters to overcome it.
now.
In the Shiwan Mountains, a young man dressed as a scholar, riding a white horse, rode through the forest with mottled light and shadow.
Click!
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky and the earth was covered with lightning and thunder. The originally bright sky suddenly became dark.
"The weather in Shiwanda Mountain is changeable. One moment it will be sunny, and the next moment it may be heavy rain or snow..."
Lin Yi went to Ten Thousand Monsters Country this time and made some strategies, and was mentally prepared for this.
The white horse beneath him slowed down, and as he saw heavy rain falling, Lin Yi held up his talent shield and continued to move forward.
Now that I have decided to travel to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, whether it is sunny or rainy is an experience, whether it is good or bad is an experience.
Sure enough, before they had gone very far, heavy rain began to pour down, and the rainwater evaporated the moment it came into contact with the talent shield.
After walking a short distance, a ruined temple came into view.
Lin Yi saw the soaked sacred beast, with rain dripping from its eyes, and then rode towards the dilapidated temple.
Although the temple is dilapidated, there are many signs of repairs. Apparently many people use this temple to shelter from wind and rain.
The ruined temple is not big.
There is a headless statue inside, which should be dedicated to a certain great scholar. There are many piles of long-dried firewood on the ground.
It was raining fiercely outside and the wind was howling.
"It seems that traveling to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is not that easy!"
Lin Yi smiled bitterly, but did not collect firewood to light a fire. After all, his clothes were not wet, and there was no need to light a fire due to the cold.
He sat cross-legged.
Close your eyes and rest your mind.
"There is a ruined temple ahead. Quick, go in and take shelter!"
"Don't let the ink on the coffin melt away. This is a corpse-suppressing net blessed by literary monks..."
"quick!"
Several voices suddenly sounded outside the ruined temple. When Lin Yi heard the words, he got goosebumps for no reason.
coffin?
Ink?
Execution of corpses?
Just as Lin Yi was wondering, several people rushed in from outside, all dressed like ordinary people.
But the most eye-catching thing was the coffin they pushed in. The coffin was blocked by a bamboo tent, with a French net painted in ink on it.
It's just that the rain has made it wet a lot and is dripping onto the ground.
Lin Yiyuan opened his eyes and saw the ink net on the coffin emitting a faint light, indicating that it indeed had the ability to suppress evil spirits.
'What's in this coffin? '
Lin Yi was curious.
Sure enough, the world is so big and full of wonders. The time I traveled here was short, and I have never been exposed to such things. I feel that my understanding of the Shengwen Continent is still quite lacking.
same.
While Lin Yi was looking at the group of people, they also noticed Lin Yi who was meditating in the ruined temple.
The leading man was strong and strong. Seeing that Lin Yi's body was clean and not stained with dust, and there was a white horse with wide eyes in the ruined temple, he knew that Lin Yi had a good background.
"This young man!"
The man bowed his hands and said, "I am from the mountains, and I am surrounded by my clan members. Because I had to bury my deceased clan members, and the road was blocked due to heavy rain, I went to this temple to take shelter from the rain. I hope... I can tolerate you."
Lin Yi returned the greeting and said: "Brother, you are very polite. This temple is an ownerless temple. If I can enter, you can naturally enter too."
He stood up and made room for the men.
"Thank you, sir!"
The strong man obviously didn't expect Lin Yi to be so easy to talk to. After bowing and thanking him, he put the coffin away. Someone picked up the remaining firewood in the temple and piled it up.
The strong man took out the huozhezi from his waist, but found that the huozhezi was completely soaked and could not be blown.
"fire!"
The man looked at the others and saw that the matches and sticks they took out were all soaked by the rain.
"This rain is so weird."
The man glanced at the rain outside, then looked back at the coffin in the temple, his brows deepening.
"Brother Meng, what should I do?"
A young man stepped forward, looked at the man and said, "If the old patriarch is not buried within the hour, I'm afraid something will go wrong."
"As long as the ink doesn't melt away, it can suppress the old patriarch's corpse aura. Let's wait until the rain stops..." the man said solemnly.
"kindness!"
The young man nodded, then asked everyone to take off their coats and wring out the water.
Just when they were about to put on their clothes, there was a loud bang in the temple, and the pile of firewood suddenly ignited.
With the fire, the temperature in the entire temple rose.
"what happened?"
"How come the fire ignited by itself?"
Everyone was startled, with a bit of fear in their eyes. Heavy rain, cold wind, coffins, corpse transformation... When these elements were put together, no one could stay calm.
But the man looked at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi slightly closed his eyes, as if the method of making a fire just now had nothing to do with him.
In fact...he did it.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. This is the Confucian Temple. We have sages to protect us. Let's dry our clothes and don't catch a cold..."
The man told everyone not to worry and took the lead in drying the clothes.
at this time.
"Oh, it's raining so hard!"
Along with the coquettish voice, a woman wearing a white dress quickly entered the temple.
The woman's appearance was outstanding and her facial features were exquisite. As soon as she came in, she immediately attracted everyone's attention. Lin Yi raised his eyes slightly, slightly surprised.
In this small temple, so many people gathered because of the rain.
'In such a heavy rain, this girl didn't even get wet at all, and even her shoes were not stained with mud. She is a master...'
Lin Yi glanced at the woman and had a rough guess in his mind.
At the very least, it is a sixth-grade existence.
The seventh grade can’t do it yet.
"Hey, what a coincidence. Are you all here to take shelter from the rain?"
The woman in white looked at the man, Lin Yi and others in surprise, and then said familiarly: "It doesn't matter if I have one more, right?"
Before the man could speak, the young man next to him came close to him and whispered: "Brother Meng, don't you think it's weird? Evil monsters are rampant in this hundred thousand mountains, and ghosts are like clouds. This woman has no trace of rain or mud on her body. Damn it, I'm afraid it's not clean..."
The man frowned, nodded slightly and said, "What you said makes some sense."
"girl!"
The man cupped his hands and said, "This temple is full of rough guys. I'm afraid it's not convenient for you as a woman..."
"That's it!"
The woman in white nodded and said, "But I don't mind."
"..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, this girl is really big.
Several men shook unconsciously.
you do not mind.
But we don't mind...
The man said: "That's not good!"
The woman in white said: "What's not so good? You are busy with your business, I will stay with this little brother."
"???"
Lin Yi opened his eyes, but before he could react, the woman in white skillfully sat down next to him, supported her chin with both hands, blinked, and stared at him: "Brother, you look so good!"
