Here Lies The Wicked

Hearing this, everyone looked over in surprise and saw an old temple.

"Did you notice that there doesn't seem to be any mysterious shadows wandering around that temple?"

"What are you waiting for? That just means that the temple is probably a safe haven."

Soon, everyone decided to go into the temple together for a temporary rest.

One was that everyone had been running around for so long, and their physical strength had dropped so badly that they needed to rest and heal.

Secondly, he wanted to go there and see if he could find anyone else and get useful information.

"Everyone, keep quiet. Don't disturb those mysterious shadows in the fog. We should hurry up and go to the temple for a rest as soon as possible!"

However, just as the voice fell, there was a small disturbance in the team.

He saw a man suddenly kneeling on the ground and coughing up blood with a painful look in his mouth. There were blood clots mixed with internal organs and pieces coughing up continuously. This man suffered serious internal injuries, and even the physique of a cultivator could not bear such serious injuries. Finally, he fell down. Just as he opened his mouth to cry out in pain, someone covered his mouth and clicked!

His neck was broken.

The man opened his eyes in disbelief and stared at the man who had broken his neck with his own hands.

The rest of the team were shocked. They all looked at the man who had made a fierce move. The man was one of the three masters, but his left eye was stained with blood, and his left eye had become blind after being severely injured.

"I told you before, bringing the seriously injured would only drag down the whole team! If he made a noise just now and alerted those things in the fog, none of us would survive!" The one-eyed man said coldly.

"Being too kind will only kill all of us in vain!"

All he had left was a one-eyed right eye. He looked at a female companion and said it to her on purpose.

The woman was one of the only three masters in the team, her name was Erica.

Erica chose to remain silent and did not refute the one-eyed man.

Even the bald-headed male beast did not speak, seemingly acquiescing in the one-eyed man's approach.

Next, the team began to move on.

When a group of people stood outside the temple, they finally saw what the temple looked like.

It was a temple in ruins, and many buildings had collapsed. But strangely, there was no door in Deep mountain old temple. Did the ancient siamese build temples without leaving a door for themselves?

Without a door, how did these siamese get in and out of the temple?

It's not like every time you go in and out of a temple to burn incense and worship buddha, you climb in and out by ladder or jump directly from the wall, is it?

"I don't know if you believe me. My mother is from Mexico. My mother and her family have always been the most famous witches in Mexico, so I inherited some of my mother's family's witchcraft prophecy skills... This temple, I feel very uncomfortable, very depressed, this temple gives me a very bad feeling." The man who spoke was the man nicknamed beast.

"Who wouldn't leave a door for themselves when building a building? It's not like all the exits are sealed off, it's clear that no one outside is allowed in, and no one inside is allowed out."

"The ominous feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. My mother's soul in heaven told me that we can't enter this temple..."

The one-eyed man glanced at the bald man's beast, "Are witches also under god's control?"

Uh.

The bald man snorted and forcefully explained, "My mother and her family are witches, my father is a devout christian, maybe my father took my mother's soul with him to the arms of a more loving god."

"...

No one paid any attention to the bald-headed male beast's nonsense, but planned to go into the temple to investigate the situation.

"If something goes wrong, everyone should leave the temple immediately." The one-eyed man saw that the beast wanted to speak but stopped, so he compromised.

The temple was desolate and desolate, and it was quiet. In the long years, the temple had collapsed.

So many people entered such an empty old temple, which seemed empty, cold, and quiet. It could not help but make people feel an indescribable feeling.

The scattered footsteps echoed in the ruins of the old temple, looking around, building by building, but no one else was found.

On the contrary, the air currents brought about by people's walking raised a lot of dust in the old temple in the deep mountains.

When they found a half-collapsed building, they found that the collapsed wooden beams and tiles had been freshly cleaned.

"Looks like someone arrived here before us."

"There are no traces of fighting in the temple. It doesn't seem like these people were attacked before they left."

After discussion, they decided to take a short break in the temple, and then everyone immediately continued on their journey.

Next, everyone began to sit down and rest, then took out their packed rations and prepared to replenish their energy.

At this time, a woman wanted to go out.

The one-eyed man only had one eye left. He glanced at the man with a cold light and asked coldly, "Where are you going?"

The woman dared not look at the one-eyed man's cold eyes and lowered her head to answer honestly, "I, I want to find a place to go to the toilet..."

The one-eyed man's previous decisiveness obviously left a huge shadow on these people.

"All of you, go with him. This Deep mountain old temple is a little weird. Don't be alone." The one-eyed man said to the rest of the ordinary cultivators.

The one-eyed man was very cautious.

"Ah?!"

The woman blushed.

There were men and women among these people. So many people followed her to the bathroom, which made her squirm. For a moment, she was stupefied.

However, it was obvious that she was thinking too much. For the others who had fled the way and were already exhausted, there was no one else who was in the mood for distractions. Now, she just wanted to sit down and rest.

It was like the husband who came home from the night shift, exhausted, just wanted to lie down and go to bed as soon as possible, had to get up early to work tomorrow, and had no energy to think about anything else.

But they couldn't disobey the one-eyed man's orders, so they stood up reluctantly and followed him out to the bathroom.

Three minutes.

Five minutes.

Almost ten minutes later, the people who went out never came back. The one-eyed man, the bald man, the beast, and Erica looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes. They had just decided to go out and look for someone.

Suddenly, bang!

On one side, half of the roof beams collapsed, and a tile fell, smashing it to the ground. The old temple was especially harsh on the empty body.

"Who?"

All three raised their heads vigilantly.

But there was no movement on the roof, as if a piece of tile had been blown down by the wind in the mountains... Just as the three of them got up and were about to check, suddenly, a very panicked cry broke the silence of Deep mountain old temple.

"Damn it!"

The three of them left the roof alone and rushed out.

...

The fog in the air still lingered.

Outside Deep mountain old temple, there was a black figure, gradually twisting and approaching in the fog.

The black figure suddenly stopped and looked up at the temple that had to pass by in the distance. This man... It was Fang Zheng.

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