The sun reaches the end of the Western Mountains.

The thick and bright red sunset gradually faded from the towering walls, sloping cornices and scaled green tiles of the Temple of Wine.

Li Changan climbed up the long steps and looked back.

But I saw dusk covering all four corners, the waning moon rising high in the sky, and the lights in the city dimming.

The long street in front of the temple is deserted, and there are only a few small boats traversing the waterway. It feels cold and lonely.

Unimaginable.

Just a few days ago, in the same place, there were so many tourists, rows of boats lined up like a long street, and thousands of lights lit up, like stars.

Comparing the two cars, one can't help but feel like a dream.

Li Changan took a deep breath and smelled the coldness, the aroma of wine, a touch of evil spirit, and Zhang Tong's smell...

The traces of demons are hard to find, but Zhang Tong is easy to find.

At Zhang's house, everyone realized that Zhang Tong had been kidnapped by a monster, so Li Changan quickly sacrificed the Chonglong Jade and followed his remaining scent.

Cross the long street, cross the small bridge, pass through the dark alley, and end abruptly in front of the Temple of Wine.

no doubt.

Zhang Tong and the monster are both in the temple!

only……

"No."

An old man led a group of young men to block the door.

He looked arrogant, and his flabby face drooped at the corners of his mouth, silently expressing the man's stubbornness.

"Higurashi locks the cellar, this is a rule passed down for hundreds of years."

"Who is he?" the Taoist asked.

"Temple blessing."

The officer next to him explained in a low voice.

The prosperity of Xiaoshui depends on the prosperity of the wine industry, and the prosperity of the wine industry lies entirely in the Temple of Wine. Such a place, which is related to the livelihood of the whole city, will naturally not be handed over to a simple god. So the old man said it was a temple blessing, but in fact it was a temple blessing.

An agent selected by the wine shop.

Therefore, his status was quite respected. Bo Ziyu did not dare to be rude to him, but only tried to persuade him.

But the old man didn't believe it at all.

"Monsters? Where the divine court is, how can any monster dare to intrude?"

Impatiently, he tossed his wide sleeves.

"Even if Zhang Tong is inside, we have to wait until the kiln opens tomorrow to catch him."

"Retreat quickly."

"Not to mention a few small detectives, even if your county master comes in person, don't let me break the rules!"

The young men behind him all looked on with sneers. The government officials made a lot of noise, but no one dared to step forward.

This is the beginning.

A man silently squeezed out of the crowd and strode straight to the temple. He was hanging by one arm. It was Zhang Shaonan who came with the team.

Miao Zhu said coldly: "You..."

Whoosh!

Only half a word came out.

A short knife was firmly placed on his neck.

"Open or not?!"

This sudden change caused the noisy government officials to fall silent immediately, and all of them looked on with cold eyes. On the contrary, the young men began to shout and scold, but no one dared to act rashly.

Only Laomiao Zhu's expression remained unchanged: "How dare you, Mr. Zhu."

"Don't you dare?"

Zhang Shaonan slid the blade with a dull look on his face, making a soft "swishing" sound on the old skin of Miao Zhu's neck.

"My brothers are here today because they have advanced and retreated together, life and death. Now my eldest brother is trapped in a demon's mouth and is in danger. You actually asked me if I dare to kill an old dog that stands in the way?"

Miao Zhu didn't squint his eyes and scolded him with a sneer.

"You idiots who dare to offend the gods, isn't our Temple of Wine a place of filth and evil?!"

"Disciples!"

Behind him, Ding Zhuang suddenly agreed.

"exist."

"Open the door..."

Temple blessings cheered up.

"Let them check."

…………

Just entered the temple.

Bo Ziyu's first words were.

"Taoist Priest?"

Li Changan shook his head.

It's not just that the dragon jade doesn't help, it's actually like the air in the Dionysian cellar has been pickled with wine. It's so rich that taking a deep breath is like drinking half a glass of wine, which makes people feel drunk. , where else can you identify any monsters?

Bo Ziyu sighed, but Zhang Shaonan raised his eyebrows and gritted his teeth and said, "Then check each one!"

After hearing this, the detectives looked at each other in confusion, and no one said a word. Some people in the corner even sneered quietly a few times.

Looking beneath the temple, the Dionysus kiln itself appears to be just a huge deep well. In fact, there are corridors on the walls of each floor, and the corridors are connected to the storage rooms, just like a honeycomb or ant nest buried deep in the ground.

The corridors are intricate and there are countless hidden rooms.

If they were checked one by one, Zhang Tong's bones would be cold by the time they were found.

Furthermore.

Each of these storage rooms has its own owner.

Breaking into the Temple of Wine would only offend the temple's priests, but opening all the storage rooms would offend all the dignitaries in the city. Even if Bo Ziyu was the culprit, the people below would inevitably suffer.

Who is willing to do such a heartless business? So they don’t take Zhang Shaonan’s words seriously.

On the other hand, the old Miao Zhu was still frightened by Zhang Shaonan, a reckless and impatient man.

He coughed twice and pretended to mention it.

"The temptress you are talking about is Gu Tian?"

Everyone looked over and the old man Shi Shiran put his hands behind his back.

"I remember that the Gu family has a storage room in the cellar. Due to the rules of the temple, it has not changed hands yet."

Bo Ziyu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"Which one?"

"As time goes by and there are thousands of hidden rooms, how can I remember..."

Zhang Shaonan silently took out the knife.

The old man's face trembled.

"But I can check."

…………

The lowest level of the Dionysian kiln.

The lights gathered together, illuminating the stone chamber.

Under the command of Lao Miao Zhu, the urging of Bo Ziyu, and the close gaze of Zhang Shaonan, several book offices were sweating profusely while looking through the books and records.

Li Changan stood alone in front of the Bacchus statue, looking at it carefully.

It can be seen that the posture of the statue is still carefree, but the half-drunk and half-awake face is divided by shadows and lights, showing a different meaning.

The Taoist priest had a thought.

The probing hand tapped lightly on the statue.

"Exorcism."

Something seemed to be slowly waking up in the dark.
To be continued...