Chapter 341 103. There was an ancient temple
At night, the royal city of Luoyang.
The jade-white full moon is as big as a millstone, and the dim lights don't look like the human world.
On the tiled roof of the attic, figures in night clothes criss-crossed, blowing out a strong wind like a knife.
The white moon in the sky quietly watched the ghosts running on the roof.
The moonlight reflects the slender silhouette.
There were more than ten people in the group, all of them were good players. Everyone in the world knows that in the royal city, the gods are watching and cannot influence spirits. To be able to achieve this kind of skill without triggering the spirit, and to hide it from the royal city's heavenly soldiers, is enough to show how terrifying this group of people is.
When they reached a certain place, the slender figure at the head suddenly stopped and bent his right arm to give instructions.
"Stop!"
Despite the order, more than a dozen people ran from high speed to a sudden stop without making a sound.
"Sir, what's the matter?" one of them asked, cupping his fists.
The leading figure remained silent, just took out the blueprint from his arms and looked at it. The blueprint had turned yellow, and the pavilions and lanes of Luoyang City were drawn on it.
The figure standing on the curved beam of the tall building stared at the drawing for a moment, then glanced around for a moment, and so on.
The pedestrians below have already left, but they still haven't moved.
"What's going on?" Some people were confused and felt that their master was mysterious and unpredictable.
"New here?"
"Exactly."
"No wonder." The man sighed, and then added: "It is common for you to go out with this adult in this situation. It will be fine after a while."
The newcomer was still confused, but he could only nod in agreement.
After a long time, the leading figure let out a long sigh of relief.
"Damn, lost again."
Fold the drawing and toss it gently.
Someone from behind took the map of Luoyang City that was thrown to him very naturally.
"Lead the way."
"Yes!" The person who took the map took one look at it, put it away, kicked hard, and walked to the front of the team to lead the way.
The building circled with a red mark on the map is the destination of their group. There are no spirits in the royal city, and the map can only be drawn and marked using the most primitive methods.
Ancestral Temple.
The head of witchcraft in the world, the residence of Jian Tiansi and the twelve great witches. Legend has it that Tiansi, the head of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, was responsible for the destiny of a country, and even the current emperor could not deter him in the slightest.
Wu Zhu is the world's doctor. They devote their lives to God, in order to communicate with ghosts and gods, and manage the world's disasters. In addition, they are responsible for the destiny of the country. No one will have any evil thoughts about the Ancestral Temple, which is tantamount to being an enemy of the whole world.
What are you doing there? The question was dismissed as soon as it popped up.
There is no need to think so much, I am just a part-time worker, just follow the boss.
The legs are strong, and the strong power creates a strong wind.
I don’t know whether it’s because the adults are very road crazy, or because the leader is too familiar with Luoyang this time. After about half a stick of incense, they saw three gates made of climbing. Most of the people here are knowledgeable and know that what is in front of them is the so-called "Three Doors of Liberation", namely the "Void Door", the "No-Phase Door" and the "Wuzuo Door".
But what surprised them a little was that the Ancestral Temple was built in the back mountain of Luoyang.
This place is far from prosperity.
The lights faded behind them, seeming to separate them from the rest of the world.
Only the faint starlight and moonlight illuminate the scene here.
The main entrance is about nine feet high and three feet wide. Behind it is a stone road that stretches gently upwards. The dense jungle blocks everyone's view, but looking up the mountain, you can still vaguely see the vermilion buildings. Presumably the Ancestral Temple was built on this mountain.
He took a deep breath and prepared to step in.
He was dragged back violently.
"Are you stupid?" The leader looked at him coldly.
"This main entrance is for worshipers, and the power of ghosts and gods is engraved on it. Are you walking straight through like this, for fear that others will not know that we are here?"
The leader patted the young man on the shoulder and pointed to the dense jungle next to him.
"Let's go up here, and you will be responsible for opening the way."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief.
"There is a secret method for trapping. I won't be responsible if you die." The leader added.
Facts speak louder than words. There are no institutions in the ancestral mountain of Taimiao.
At least he lived to see the Ancestral Temple.
Among the group of vermilion temples, the one in the middle is particularly eye-catching. It's not because the color or architectural structure is too different, it's simply because the one in the middle can no longer be regarded as a temple.
It's a huge black tower.
They stood in the woods and roughly estimated that the huge black tower was thirty-three feet high. From here, it looked like a tower reaching the sky, and the falling shadow covered a large area of land.
"Where does Supervisor Tiansi live?" He pointed to the black tower in the middle.
"I don't know, but just ask someone to find out." The leader waved, and the group of people and dogs followed behind.
Their stealth capabilities were second to none, and no one noticed them along the way. After all, this is not a palace. There are no damned and difficult heavenly soldiers. They are just harmless little witches. The royal city of Luoyang is too special. The power of ghosts and gods is completely restrained here, and spirits cannot use it at all. Only the heavenly soldiers are not within the rules. The power of Wu Zhu relies on ghosts and gods. Wu Zhu who cannot call ghosts and gods is no different from ordinary people.
In the eyes of this group of people, the Taimiao Wuzhu was probably more terrifying than the heavenly soldiers outside the royal city, but inside the royal city, they could really be described as harmless to humans and animals.
Ahead, there appears, whatever you want comes to you!
The harmless little witch wishes!
"Shh-" The leader raised his index finger to his mouth.
The Wu Zhu was sweeping the floor and seemed a little distressed, as if they were being punished by their master for not practicing seriously.
The witch has a slender figure, wearing a blue robe and a red dress, with a flying snake and dragon elephant painted on the sleeves.
From a distance, you can tell she is a rare beauty.
"No wonder it's been so difficult to find a wife in recent years. It turns out that good-looking women marry God." Someone couldn't help but mutter.
The leader didn't pay attention, but his breath became more and more restrained.
With a breath, a dark figure appeared behind the witch. His hands formed into claws and he grabbed the girl's throat.
"Don't move! I will..." The leader just wanted to threaten the girl fiercely, but the moment he saw the face of the sorcerer, he was stopped in his words.
The beauty of Wu Zhu in front of him was so astonishing that it suddenly shone into the leader's heart, making the leader's mind wander.
He has black hair like ink, red lips, and a vermilion mole dotted at the corner of his eyes. His skin is so white that it is almost transparent, giving it an ice crystal-like texture under the dim light of the temple.
Perhaps the girl was frightened by the sudden and unfamiliar threat. She turned around, her nose twitching and slightly reddened, her slender eyebrows furrowed into a frown, and she was weeping.
The leader's eyes widened and he was a little at a loss. It was obviously the first time I encountered this situation.
Finally, after thinking about it, he took off his mask, and his voice changed from rough to a cold female voice.
"Don't be afraid. My sister just wants to know where Jian Tiansi lives. Can you take me there?" This was the gentlest voice she could say.
But she still felt like a madam who abducted little girls in a brothel. The demons and demons on the other side were not so calm.
"This is?"
"Well, don't look at me, I just knew it."
"Wait a minute, do you think our boss looks like a saint in our religion?"
"Saint." Someone rubbed his chin, "Don't tell me, the more you look at her, the more she looks like her."
"I'm just telling you, there's no one else in our church who is so old that we don't even recognize him." Someone patted their belly happily.
The Holy Lady was in a dilemma at this time.
She seemed unable to handle the girl in front of her.
"What are you going to do with Mr. Jian Tiansi? You must be a bad guy! You want to do evil to Mr. Jian Tiansi!" The girl spoke righteously.
"I'm not! I didn't!" The Holy Lady tried to defend herself, "I am a good friend of your Supervisor Tiansi, and I specially came to visit you today."
"Your friend comes to visit dressed like this?"
"Hey! That's wrong! You have stayed in the Ancestral Temple for a long time. In fact, this dress is an excellent choice for visiting relatives and friends outside the royal city!"
"But you threatened me before..."
"Hey! No, no! This is how people outside the royal city meet strangers!"
The saint's face was full of seriousness, but the girl opposite had begun to waver. Sure enough, she nodded silently in her heart. The more beautiful the girl, the stupider she is. This is true.
"Then shall I take you there?" The girl may have felt that she had misunderstood the other party, and her tone was a little embarrassed.
That's right, take me there quickly! The Holy Lady was excited inside, but she didn't show it on her face.
She is very calm.
"Are you going to clean this place?" She looked at the broom in the girl's hand.
"No."
"Huh?"
"It's the entire Ancestral Temple"
"No problem, you take me to see Supervisor Tiansi, and I will help you sweep the floor!" The saintly lady waved her hand and summoned more than a dozen juniors.
"Did you hear that?" She looked around.
"Yes!"
"Look, you don't have to worry about it this way." The saintly lady took the miko's broom, put her arm around the girl's shoulders in a friendly and familiar manner, and the two of them drifted away in the night.
"Lord Saint, are you carried away by your beauty? Isn't there a ghost in this Ancestral Temple?"
"There are ghosts in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. This is the consensus of the world. But for us mortals to encounter ghosts and gods in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, it is probably the same as stepping into the netherworld with half a foot." Another person said, "Don't think too much, the leader has ordered No matter what happens, according to the leader’s order, the ghosts and gods in the Ancestral Temple are actually mortal beings like us and cannot come out.”
Everyone thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
More than a dozen experts took out their brooms and went to every corner of the Ancestral Temple to sweep the floor. Strangely enough, in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the centerpiece of the royal city, no one was walking around tonight except for the little witch Zhu.
But they didn't feel any malice or danger, so they swept the ground with peace of mind. There is a saying that when the broom rises, the dead leaves return. Everyone in the group is a good hand, and they can sweep the floor perfectly.
On the other side, the Holy Lady was enjoying herself.
There was an indescribable fragrance on Wu Zhu's body, and the moment it entered his nose, it spread over his limbs and bones like warm water. She followed the girl as if she was passing through a warm spring peach forest.
The girl pointed the way, turning her head to look at her from time to time. The cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye was particularly dazzling on her fair skin, and it was like a drop of blood seeping into her soul.
It is said that the shamans in the Ancestral Temple are so spotless and pure that people in the market will have thoughts that are not of this world when they see them. But the person in front of me is really hard to describe
"We're here." The girl looked forward, her soft voice interrupting her thoughts that were drifting away.
Thirty-three feet black tower.
Only when you look closer can you see that every floor and every surface of this black tower is carved with gods and demons. The gods and demons have strange postures, including an eight-armed Shura sitting cross-legged, a roaring ferocious dragon and snake, and one of them even carries the sun on his back. of Buddha with closed eyes.
Thirty-three feet, the lower seven floors are three feet into one floor, the middle four floors are two feet into one floor, and the highest point is only one floor, four feet high, which is the spire
There is an octagonal floor, and a bronze bell hangs from each corner.
The girl led her inside.
It was pitch dark inside, and it was clear that there was no wind outside the tower, but the bell rang.
The saintly lady thought of the stone statues of gods and demons carved outside the tower again, and shuddered violently.
"Does Supervisor Tiansi live here?" God knows how much courage it took for her to ask this question.
"That's right." The girl replied softly.
Is this ghostly place actually inhabited by humans? The saintly lady went crazy.
"By the way, you haven't said what you mean by looking for Tiansi?" A girl's voice came from the darkness.
Before she could speak, the girl said again: "Would you like to borrow a picture of ghosts and gods?"
"How are you"
Before he finished speaking, the darkness in this area was lit up.
Transparent red flames ignited out of thin air, illuminating the inner stone walls of the black tower. The flames swayed and danced, rising inch by inch. Until the entire black tower is illuminated.
The sound of the wind chimes is getting louder and louder.
The expanding air currents stirred up dust on the ground.
A pair of huge eyes slowly opened, and the pupils seemed to be filled with melted gold, running through lava. The ferocious vertical pupils stared at her, and the majesty from ancient times descended from the sky.
A dragon!
There is a dragon entrenched on the central stone pillar of this black tower!
The red scales are as hard as pig iron and interlocked layer by layer. It stretches its huge body, and sparks shoot out from the friction between the scales.
It turns out that the red fire did not ignite out of thin air, but came from a dragon. The hair on its back danced without wind and burned silently.
She looked at the girl in green clothes and dark hair, and saw that she was quietly nestling next to Gu Long, her soft jade-like hands stroking the dragon's scales.
"Red Dragon, the Dragon God of Dongting Lake, the current Supervisor of Heaven, is the spirit of Su Yuelin." The Lady Saint said coldly.
"You are Su Yuelin." It's not a question, it's a statement.
"Yes." The girl nodded, smiling broadly.
Maybe it was because the previous light was too dim to see the girl's eyes clearly. But at this time, she could see clearly.
Those are a pair of enchanting and magnificent purple eyes, which can even take away one's soul when looked at.
The person who carries the fate of the country.
She didn't know how to describe the girl before, but now she knows that she may be more like a witch who brings disaster to the country than a holy witch.
I feel that the text is light because the perspective is on the saint. It is obvious that she is a comedian.
I wrote about what happened before, but it was too procrastinating. I wrote a chapter about getting to know each other, and another chapter about fighting, let alone becoming a supervisor. It affects the rhythm, so after Cinnabar, we get straight to the point. After all, there is indeed a lot going on in this article.
If you think it’s strange, wouldn’t it be much better to think of cinnabar as a wedge and this chapter as the main text (laughing)
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