Therefore, Mai Fan only hoped that the people following him would not hold him back and could keep up with his pace.
Thanks to his repeated warnings to this group of people in advance, and because his teammates have unlimited trust in him, so far, no one has made a sound.
They marched forward silently, following Mai Fan's footsteps.
As they moved, the towering Jinshan Temple also appeared in front of everyone.
Without close observation, it is not clear how majestic Jinshan Temple used to be.
Buddhism, which was almost destroyed, was once so popular in this area.
Just looking at the main hall and the Demon Suppression Tower behind it are dozens of meters high.
But now as they advance, it can be seen that the temples that were originally shining with golden light have now turned into dark circles.
Deep in the temple, some terrifying roars could be heard from time to time.
And the culprit who put this temple in a black coat is hanging directly above the entire temple.
It was a huge, dark, spinning crack.
In line with the terrifying roar in the Golden Light Temple, the roars of various monsters were also heard from the cracks.
It seemed to be telling the people below a fact.
That is to stop struggling and let him, this crack, take over the management of this area.
No matter what speculation Mai Fan had about the interior of Jinguang Temple, they had to enter through the main entrance.
When I was selling my house, I was thinking about how to open the door without making a squeaking sound.
When I got closer to them, I found that the gate of Jinguang Temple had not been closed at all.
Don't know why. When the monsters in this crack invaded, they fought with the monks in the temple here. It was because the city lord of the ghost city came here to investigate, and a gap opened between the two doors of the Golden Light Temple.
A gap of nearly ten meters in the door is enough for an ordinary person to pass through very smoothly.
The monster's voice sounded more obvious at the other end of the gap.
But it doesn't matter. Mai Fan stepped into it very bravely.
Maps told him that this road was safe, so he must be safe, unless Maps himself didn't want to live anymore.
Seeing how brave Mai Fan was, the people behind him didn't care. After all, they found that the mountain of meat behind them had slightly moved its position, directly blocking the way they came.
Now everyone has only one way to go to the dark side, pray that Mai Fan will lead a way to survive.
Then as soon as they stepped into the temple. A spinning feeling appeared above everyone's head, including those ghosts.
After the dizziness disappeared, everyone found that they no longer seemed to be enveloped by the black monster.
Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the windows are bright and the tiled mirrors are bright, and the shiny bricks of Jinguang Temple are shining with warm light.
Under the dark shell, there seems to be a paradise.
Are there still living people in this paradise?
Just when everyone had this doubt, a small voice suddenly came from the front.
"Oh, several donors came from afar, and the monk didn't notice. It's really rude."
A fair little monk ran over from a distance, wearing the clothes of a novice monk, with nimble hands and feet, and a bright smile, as if he was welcoming guests.
But Mai Fan, who was walking in front, waved his hand to everyone, indicating that everyone should not say anything or move.
Then the people following him discovered that Mai Fan took out a dagger from his arms and threw it out without hesitation.
Phew!
The dagger went straight through the little monk's head.
And the phantom created was burst like a bubble.
After the illusion disappeared, Mai Fan ran forward like a gust of wind. Before the dagger hit the ground, he caught it very steadily, without letting the dagger fall to the ground and make no sound.
This operation happened so suddenly, and the process was so dazzling that the people behind him who were staring at Mai Fan didn't even react.
Several civilians in the ghost city, those ghosts who helped carry things, might have screamed in surprise if they hadn't tightly covered their mouths.
Then everyone saw what the culprit who caused all this looked like.
In the direction where the little monk ran, that is, the direction where Mai Fan's knife stabbed him, the phantom was lifted. The beautiful scene like foam disappeared, and a body of golden bones lay on the ground.
Judging from the stature, the owner of this bone is not old.
Before he died, he might have been the young monk in this small temple.
The direction in which he was lying was towards the outside of this gate. It looked like he had encountered some monster and had to flee in a hurry.
Unfortunately, he was only a few steps away from the gate. Maybe dying in this temple would be a happy thing for him. Because he doesn't know that after pushing away the temple, the outside world will look the same as his temple.
Mai Fan sighed and carefully stepped over the corpse.
However, the overall environment of this temple has not changed, and they still see the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in their eyes.
So there must be something else maintaining this scene.
This cannot be caused by the obsession of a small sandy man.
Everyone walked around this small area in silence and continued to go deeper inside.
We walked through the winding path for hospitality and came to the place where the monks of Jinguang Temple do their morning classes.
I don’t know if it’s their hallucination, but the bells that remind everyone to do morning lessons are ringing here for a long time.
In the main hall where morning classes are held, all the monks are dimly visible.
Accompanying these bells is the sound of them chanting scriptures.
But this time, even though Mai Fan and the others passed by the store, the monks didn't get up. to greet the guests they were supposed to greet.
The monks in this hall have only one job. That is to complete your homework.
They don't seem to see anyone from outside breaking into this place. Just in my own little world, I am reciting lessons that I may never finish in my lifetime.
Everyone has not encountered any danger while traveling to this place. At this time, everyone has to believe in the way of survival pointed out by Mai Fan.
No anti-theft
If they hadn't clearly seen the death of the little monk just now, outsiders would have thought that everything in this big temple was moving according to its original trajectory.
So what is it that can maintain these and resist the ravages of foreign objects in this temple?
Taking them to the center of the hall, everyone seemed to see the answer.
