Nightmare Attack

The fat man stopped doing it instantly when he heard the words, which sounded unlucky, "Young man, you are still young, don't talk nonsense, what are you like me, you curse me?"

Conscious of the blunder, the young man quickly pleaded guilty, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a blunder, bosses don't blame me, I have no other intentions."

After leaving the city, it became difficult to walk on the road outside, and there were also fine raindrops floating in the sky.

When they arrived, they found that the scale of the temple was much larger than they thought. There was even a surrounding wall made of gravel and soil. The gate is also tattered, crumbling in the wind and rain, and it seems that it won't last long.

"Has it always been like this here?"

The first impression of this temple on Jiang Cheng was very bad, and it didn't look like a good place to talk about things. It was eerie, secluded, and full of weirdness.

The guy seemed a little weird too, he stretched his neck and looked in through the crack of the collapsed wall. After a while, he said in a low voice, "No, although this place is remote, the main hall in the temple is still intact. It is a place to shelter from the wind and rain. There are some homeless people who come to stay here, why is it so quiet today."

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Jiang Cheng did not rush in, but took a group of people around the temple. Through their observation, the temple was dark and quiet, and it didn’t look like anyone was there at all. in appearance.

Fatty swallowed and came to this ruined temple. The feeling of unease in his heart became more and more obvious, especially the man's words, which echoed in his mind from time to time, causing him to have an inexplicable resistance to this temple. .

He even had an unfounded guess, as if what was in front of him was not a temple, but a tomb. As long as he entered this gate, there would be no turning back.

The dude also saw that something was not right here. As the rain got heavier and heavier, a gray fog rose out of thin air near the temple, and the fog gradually blocked their way. What was even more strange was that the fog seemed to have life, and it continued. Spreading toward them, now the temple has become an island surrounded by mist.

Luo Tianhe knelt down halfway at this time, took out the porcelain bowl filled with blood and glutinous rice, cut his fingers, put a few drops of his own blood into it, then took out three incense sticks from his bosom and lit it, holding incense in both hands, facing the mist respectfully. The direction of the attack bowed, and then carefully inserted the incense into the porcelain bowl.

This set of procedures is like flowing water in the same way, but the guy who leads the way is stunned, but in the next second, another scene of chilling in the hearts of everyone appeared. , the only remaining incense head in the middle also became dark, and finally extinguished silently.

People are jealous of three longs and two shorts, and fragrances are two shorts and one long. Everyone present understands this principle. Luo Tianhe is even more cold sweat, staring at the gradually approaching fog and exclaiming, "It's too fierce, this fog is too fierce, we can't walk. Now, as long as you enter the fog, there will be no life!"

"What's in the fog?"

"I don't know, I don't dare to make a guess. You have seen it just now. The three incense sticks I respect didn't hold on for even 10 seconds. In short, we can't afford to provoke the things inside. If you go in, you will die. I think we should go to the temple to hide, maybe we can find a way out."

Seeing Luo Tianhe being frightened into such a state, Jiang Cheng and the others were also secretly shocked. Although this old guy is bad, his Feng Shui Kanyu methods are really powerful, otherwise Jiang Cheng would not be able to let him die.

The current situation seems to be impossible to walk, and now there is only one way to enter the temple.

It's not that everyone can't feel that they are stepping into the trap carefully set by the other party step by step, but they have no choice, maybe as Yuan Shanyuan hinted, if they lose the boy, they will lose the only chance to survive.

"Boss, what should we do?"

The guy couldn't help holding himself tightly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the clothes were sticking to the body, the cold wind was blowing through the body, the body temperature dropped by more than 10 degrees, and everyone was shivering from the cold.

Especially Yao and Shunyu, who lost two yang fires, his lips were blue-purple and his face was pale, if not for his amazing willpower, he would have fallen at this moment.

"Brother Jiang, listen to my advice, enter the temple, there may be a way to survive." Luo Tianhe was almost begging.

"We enter the temple, everyone be careful."

Seeing the fog approaching step by step, this is also a helpless move. Jiang Cheng is not worried that Luo Tianhe is trying to deceive himself, because he does not dare, after all, he has to come in himself, and Jiang Cheng let him enter the temple first.

Luo Tianhe didn't dare to disobey Jiang Cheng's wishes. Standing in front of the temple gate, he tentatively knocked on the door a few times. After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response from inside. With a "squeak" sound, a dilapidated and rotten breath rushed towards him.

After everyone walked in, they could feel the desolation and dilapidation of this temple. The temple is divided into two courtyards. They are now in the front courtyard. A section was submerged in the grass.

Before everyone could continue to observe, a sound of "Winter" suddenly sounded behind them. This sudden sound made the guy jump up. Everyone looked back and saw that the dilapidated wooden door was actually closed, and it was closed so tightly that it even gave people A feeling that is hard to open.

Fatty looked around vigilantly, but an idiom popped up in his mind: Please enter the urn.

Up to now, everyone calmed down and walked towards the backyard under the leadership of Jiang Cheng. The front and back yards were separated by a wooden door. Open, but this time, the sight in front of them stunned everyone.

bright.

No, to be precise, a lot of light emanated from the brand-new hall and the lanterns hanging high at the corners of the eaves outside the hall.

The dim light reflected on the ground, and the neat stone steps in front of the main hall seemed to be coated with the afterglow of the setting sun, exuding a quiet and peaceful atmosphere from the inside out.

But everyone didn't feel that way. They just felt cold, and the chill swept through the body like a storm. After all, they walked a whole circle outside the wall. In the temple, let alone this kind of warm light, it was just a candle. There is no light, it is black like a pool of stagnant water!

But after they pushed open the door, everything changed. Time went back to the beginning, as if everything had returned to the original point, the original appearance of this temple.