Spiritual Walker

Candles, sculptures, corpses, and an ancient lattice door. Outside the door is a courtyard covered with weeds, a fallen bronze incense burner, a bluestone road, and bright moonlight.

The dead silence is desolate and weird.

"This place seems to be in darkness forever."

Zhang Yuanqing raised his palm to his mouth and spit out the blue pill in his mouth.

The method worked, I'm so smart... He happily put the pill in his pocket and had some confidence in his "future".

With them, when facing the red dancing shoes, there is hope of saving his life.

Then, he walked straight to the tribute table, thought for a moment, and reached out to hold the candlestick. .

Suddenly, a piece of information appeared in front of me:

[Name: The candle that never goes out]

[Type: Fuel]

[Function: Suppress evil, purify]

[Introduction: The prop left by the goddess of Sandao Mountain is said to be made from the fat of the Changming beast, which has the effect of suppressing evil and purifying. ]

[Note: Sometimes, purifying fear is not necessarily a good thing. In addition, it cannot be moved. ]

Sure enough, only by touching the prop can you get information. I didn't dare to touch the candle before, so I didn't know it was a prop until I read the information...

"Purifying fear may not be a good thing. According to Guan Ya's classification, candles are a cost type, and the cost of using it is losing fear. But I am very scared now, and I have no idea of ​​committing suicide. Let's hide in the main hall first."

He sat cross-legged in front of the tribute table, thinking about the next move.

"The next action goal is to explore the courtyard in the east, find out the hidden dangers and rules there, and then find ways to restrain and overcome them. The exploration time cannot exceed 15 minutes, otherwise the vengeful spirit will be on your shoulder and you will definitely die."

"The blue pill is my trump card to deal with the red shoes, but it may not work. Once you face the red shoes, it's either life or death... Let's explore the east courtyard first, get a preliminary understanding of the environment there, and then think about how to deal with it."

When the time came, he still had some fear and retreat in his heart, and didn't want to go out. It was a fluke that he survived last time, and it was still unknown whether he could survive this time.

The situation in the east courtyard was unclear, and it was impossible to judge the degree of danger. It was easy to die after trying.

However, things in this world are never something you don't want to do.

Although there is no time limit for the task of exploring the ancient temple, theoretically he can stay in the main hall all the time, but the lack of a time limit means that if he doesn't complete the task, he will probably never get out.

If you delay for a long time, your body will decline due to hunger, sleepiness, thirst, etc.

If we go out to explore again, it will be a dead end.

"It's a knife to stick your head out or hide your head, so we have to fight!"

Zhang Yuanqing gritted his teeth and strode out.

Wait, I should think about it again, it's very dangerous outside... He stepped out of the door with one foot, and suddenly backed out. He couldn't help but look back at the hall, nostalgic for the glory of this place.

The candlelight is warm, dispelling the haze, purifying the filth, and bringing people unparalleled courage and confidence in their hearts.

It's not a big problem... Zhang Yuanqing went out confidently.

.....

The moonlight was as bright as frost. Zhang Yuanqing walked along the left side of the main hall, stepping on the soft stone path, and returned to the desolate and dilapidated courtyard.

The night without insects and birds was so quiet that it was scary.

But silence also made people feel at ease. He was most afraid of hearing the "clacking" footsteps when he went out.

"Fifteen minutes, I only have fifteen minutes to explore the East Courtyard before the evil spirits haunt me..."

He entered the easternmost room of the quadrangle, retrieved the bronze mirror from the corpse leaning against the window, and hid it in his pocket.

Then he carefully passed through the arched door and entered the East Courtyard.

The East Courtyard was much larger than the quadrangle. What came into view was a deserted garden with rockery, pavilion, small pond, and a big banyan tree with a thick trunk, twisted branches, and tender green leaves reflecting the bright moonlight.

There was an ancient well under the banyan tree.

Looking over the rockery pavilion, you can see the straight roof ridge deep in the garden.

Zhang Yuanqing did not go straight to the building deep in the garden, but walked around the big banyan tree cautiously. The information said that this tree was very dangerous, but after he walked around it, no accidents happened.

"Checking the big banyan tree should also help to advance the exploration..."

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, glancing at the dark ancient well, hesitating again and again, but he still didn't have the courage to rush over to take a look.

He had a strong psychological shadow on the ancient wells in horror stories.

Zhang Yuanqing bypassed the ancient well, rustling among the weeds, and headed towards the building deep in the garden.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound under his feet, and he jumped up on the spot in fright.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a corpse buried in weeds, wrapped in oxidized work clothes. Zhang Yuanqing leaned over to check, and the skeleton of the corpse was well preserved.

It fell to the ground lying prone, but its head was facing behind it, which meant that something had twisted its head 180 degrees before it died.

What did it do?

Zhang Yuanqing quietly became alert, stood up, and was about to continue exploring forward.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, and the weeds in the garden swayed and rustled. The big banyan tree behind him seemed to come alive, shaking its branches and leaves in a twisted manner.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

A shrill cry came from behind.

The voice drifted over with the wind, as if whispering in the ear, bringing a chill.

Zhang Yuanqing instinctively turned around and was on guard. The information in the data suddenly flashed through his mind:

Don't look back!

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, the voice seemed a little anxious, wanting him to turn around quickly.

Zhang Yuanqing certainly wouldn't turn around. He stood there without moving, quietly unzipped the pocket of his jacket, took out the brass mirror, and slowly raised it to a position higher than his shoulder.

The brass mirror reflected the scene behind him in the mirror, not very clearly.

A woman in white with disheveled hair emerged from the ancient well. She had no facial features, and her pale face was staring at Zhang Yuanqing.

Fuck you... Zhang Yuanqing's face turned pale, and he ran forward.

"Zhang Yuanqing, Zhang Yuanqing..."

The voice called again and again, calling urgently, but he could only helplessly watch him run farther and farther away.

Soon, Zhang Yuanqing bypassed the rockery and came to the depths of the garden. There was a big house here, with a straight roof, a stone foundation, and loess walls.

The house here was even more dilapidated than the courtyard, and the tiles on the roof were sparse and had many holes.

"The night wanderer in the information has also been here. He only said not to look back, but did not say that you cannot go back. The call of the female ghost in the well may only be for those who turn back. In this way, I should not encounter danger when I return later..."

He took a deep breath on the spot, calmed the surging fear and horror, and focused his attention on the present.

"Explore this house first."

This big house has a total of three doors, representing three rooms.

He carefully approached the leftmost room and reached out to push open the broken wooden door.

"Squeak~"

At the sound of the wooden door opening, Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly stepped back and took a defensive posture.

For a long while, nothing happened.

He bravely entered the house, and the moonlight shone in from the broken roof. He tried to open his eyes wide to let his pupils receive as much light as possible.

This is a kitchen and canteen, with two earthen stoves built with blue bricks, pots and pans, water tanks, cabinets and other objects, which have long been decayed and covered with dust.

There is no danger, and the container has finally been found... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed a gray gourd ladle and couldn't help but think divergently:

"I heard that boy's urine can break evil."

He considered whether to take a ladle of boy's urine, and after careful consideration, he reluctantly gave up the idea.

Although he had never dated a girl, Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should not be considered a boy.

"I indulged you too much and gave you the opportunity to pretend again and again." He lowered his head and stared at his hands, feeling a little distressed.

After some exploration, confirming that this big house was a combination of kitchen and canteen, there was nothing special and no danger. Zhang Yuanqing took a rusty kitchen knife and a wooden stick, walked out of the house, and cast his eyes on the last rectangular house.

Unlike the kitchen that also served as a large canteen, this house had four doors and was divided into four rooms.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but hold the wooden stick and kitchen knife in his hand tightly. They might not be useful, but they could bring people psychological comfort.

He carefully checked the first and second rooms. They were utility rooms, piled with old-style farm tools, furniture, and donation boxes.

Not worth much... Zhang Yuanqing went to the third room.

This was an armory, with swords, bows, daggers, short knives and other weapons hanging on the wall. Many weapons had fallen to the ground because the hanging ropes were rotten.

There were two rows of weapon racks next to the window, one of which was overturned, with sticks and spears scattered all over the ground.

There were two corpses lying next to the overturned weapon rack.

Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised to see these weapons. The disciples in the temple learned from the Three Mountains Goddess and could make corpse-suppressing talismans. They were obviously capable.

It was not surprising that they could dance and play with sticks.

As usual, he checked the corpses and looked for information from his predecessors.

As soon as he approached the corpses, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Huh!" The two corpses lying on the ground were not skeletons, but two mummies.

The skin was gray and wrinkled, close to the bones, and the belly was sunken.

"How could there be a mummified corpse?"

Zhang Yuanqing frowned. As a student of Songhai University, he had a rich knowledge reserve.

There are two reasons for the formation of mummies, one is artificial preservation and the other is natural formation.

The first can be directly ruled out. The second is mostly formed in dry areas such as deserts.

The conditions in the temple are obviously not in line with the requirements.

He carefully examined the two mummies. There were no fatal injuries on their bodies, and the bones were not broken by the red dancing shoes, but there were two obvious holes in the skin and flesh of the neck.

It seemed that they were bitten by the sharp fangs of a beast.

"What sucked them dry? Hiss...."

Zhang Yuanqing took a breath and tensed up.

At this time, he heard a "dong" from the next room, like the sound of knocking on a wooden door.

His scalp exploded instantly, and Zhang Yuanqing, like a smart wild deer, raised his neck to listen.