Jinse stood in the courtyard with her hands folded across her chest, her butterfly-wing-like eyelashes blinking, her red lips lightly curved, her eyes slowly closed, and her spiritual consciousness was released.
The spiritual consciousness turned into a ball of red light, covering the entire temple, and all the scenery was visible.
The scenery of the temple is elegant, distant and profound. Although it is a few years old, it occupies a large area. Looking around, you can see green bricks and green tiles, and high eaves and teeth.
With a history that has gone through vicissitudes of life, each tile is engraved with deep or shallow bamboo-shaped patterns.
It rained last night, and the rain was lingering. The rainwater followed the lines on the tiles, "tick-tock-tock" and tilted down the angle. It fell on the bumpy bluestone bricks under the eaves, forming water accumulation, and then flowed into the gaps.
There were stone bells hanging on the corners of the square eaves, with strange characters engraved on them. She couldn't quite understand them, they seemed to be Sanskrit.
Jinse used his spiritual sense to take a general look around the temple, and found that there was no danger.
She had also read all the Six Realms Strange Stories, but had never heard of this mountain, nor this temple, nor a monk with the Buddhist name "Liaochen".
Maybe there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. It must be because her knowledge is shallow.
Suddenly, Jinse's spiritual consciousness was fixed somewhere in the southwest and could no longer get closer.
Jinse raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested. He glanced furtively left and right, and once again confirmed that Chen Guo was really not in the temple, he walked over there with leisurely steps.
The scenery and climate in this mountain are unmatched by the outside world.
She raised her eyes to look at the blue sky, took a deep breath, stretched her beautiful eyebrows, and snapped her fingers. A flower with golden light suddenly appeared in her hand. She flicked the petals with her thumb and saw that all the petals were detached.
, turned into spiritual butterflies and flew around.
Jinse, dressed in red, watched Lingdie go away with a smile, and watched the wind for her in case Chen suddenly returned...
Silver threads blew in the wind, her phoenix eyes were enchanting, her slender white jade fingers tapped the side of her legs, she tilted her head slightly, and smiled evilly, which was really seductive.
Tang Yinchen stood outside the mural, looking at the unrealistic woman with an alluring appearance. He unknowingly relaxed his breathing and his eyes were dull.
Yang Huanzhi hadn't heard Tang Yinchen explaining to him for a long time, so he called softly, "Yinchen? What happened? Why didn't you say anything?"
Tang Yinchen smacked his lips, "The girl in this painting is so beautiful...and her eyes always give me a feeling of déjà vu, as if I've seen her before somewhere. But such a beautiful woman, I can't miss her at a glance.
Lifelong, how could I forget it?"
Listening to his regretful tone, Yang Huanzhi's eyes dimmed slightly and he said nothing.
Tang Yinchen didn't hear Yang Huanzhi's response for a long time. He looked back and saw that his face was not kind.
"Lao Yang? What's wrong with you?"
Yang Huanzhi shook his head, "It's okay, let's go on."
His tone was a little lonely, but Tang Yinchen misunderstood it and thought he was sad for his eyes. He pursed his lips slightly, let go of Yang Huanzhi's hand, and pulled out a cyan silver silk moiré headband from his cuff.
Yang Huanzhi's hand suddenly became empty. His arm floating in the air froze. He smiled bitterly and was about to take his hand back when his warm breath suddenly came close at hand. Then, his eyes were suddenly covered with soft cloth.
"Yinchen? What are you doing?"
Yang Huanzhi put his hands on his hips and hooked his lips, "The stars in the sky are far less than your eyes, and now they have become dim. I feel very unhappy when I look at them."
"Since you dislike it, then go back."
As soon as he said the words, Yang Huanzhi felt that he was being hypocritical, but his hand had already touched the hair tie, and before he could pull it away, Tang Yinchen took the lead and grabbed his hand.
"Well? Isn't it just a pair of eyes? After you go out, I will search for famous doctors for you and cure you. At worst, I will give you my eyes. Anyway, if no girl likes you, I will raise you
Your whole life."
"..."
Yang Huanzhi felt very complicated after hearing this. He was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "Are there more murals in the back?"
Tang Yinchen turned around and looked around. The white mist shrouded him, making it difficult to see clearly.
He shook his head, remembering that he couldn't see, and said, "There are many more, we have to keep going. Although these murals are murals, they have all the colors and sounds... That demon monk...
.A bit capable."
"We should no longer be in the original space." Yang Huanzhi said.
"How do you know?"
"The spiritual power fluctuations have changed."
Tang Yinchen's smile froze, his eyes changed slightly, and he smiled and said, "Let's go and see. Don't worry, I will protect you."
Yang Huanzhi was silent, Tang Yinchen said nothing more after seeing this, and the two of them walked forward further.
However, at this moment, they heard a loud noise from behind, and turned around at the same time. They saw something seemed to open a huge hole behind them, and a column of water gushes out.
Upon seeing this, Tang Yinchen bent his right hand slightly, red and blue lights flashed, and the frost-soaked umbrella appeared in his hand.
Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly spread out, forming a barrier that enveloped them.
Listening to the sound of surging water, Yang Huanzhi suddenly clenched his hands and said, "Yinchen, go quickly!"
Tang Yinchen ignored it, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he let go of the frost-soaked umbrella in his hand, bit his finger quickly, and drew a bloody spell out of thin air.
The frost-soaked umbrella was spinning rapidly in the air. When the spell he carved with blood was integrated into the frost-soaked umbrella, countless sounds were heard breaking through the air.
This space was filled with red light, and blue light blades were stabbing at the water column that was rapidly spurting from behind. The moment the two touched, the water column, like a huge water dragon, was immediately frozen in place.
But within a few breaths, the water dragon started to move again.
Tang Yinchen secretly said "No", his face changed drastically, he grabbed Yang Huanzhi's arm and moved forward.
They tried their best to run forward, but the murals around them seemed to be retreating in their eyes.
Tang Yinchen no longer had time to take care of the murals, and only wanted to escape with Yang Huanzhi.
Manliness is as light as a feather in the face of life and death, and can even be ignored.
The frost-soaked umbrella at the rear rotated faster and faster, and majestic spiritual power continued to burst out.
The water column that came from nowhere also contained huge spiritual power, and was also mixed with coercion. Fortunately, the frost-soaked umbrella was an artifact and could still resist it slightly.
However, the power of the Frost-soaked Umbrella was suppressed and it was unable to exert its full power.
While Tang Yinchen was running forward, he glanced back and saw a powerful and bright frost-soaked umbrella, which made his heart inexplicably calm, as if he had taken a reassurance.
but......
After running forward for a long time, he placed Yang Huanzhi in a safe place. His eyes were clear and he said to him very seriously, "Old Yang, stay here and don't wander around. I'm going to get my frost-soaked umbrella."
, come back soon.”
When Yang Huanzhi heard this, he reached out and grabbed twice, and grabbed his arm accurately.
"Danger."
Tang Yinchen was startled, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I haven't taken you out yet, so I'm willing to die."
"No, we have to go back together."
"Okay, I will really come back. I can't last long if I am soaked in frost."
Tang Yinchen patted his shoulder, spoke urgently, and flew away.