The bright moon gradually sets towards the western horizon, and the night becomes thicker and thicker.
Floating clouds that came from nowhere gradually gathered and covered the sky. Gradually, not a single star could be seen. Only at the end of the sky, there was a faint brilliance.
Heading west from Fuyuki Town, past sparse farms and large fields, you will find mountains with lush trees.
The street lights naturally don't extend here, and even the highway only ends far down the mountain. The mountain forest in the dark, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, looks particularly quiet.
If a poet were here, he might have deep thoughts and nostalgic memories of the past; if a painter were here, he might admire this profound beauty and decide to engrave it on the canvas forever and pass it on to future generations... But if a person with rich combat experience is here,
Here, you will definitely break into a cold sweat.
It's so quiet here, unnaturally quiet!
Although it is late autumn and the sound of insects has probably disappeared, there should still be some nocturnal birds flying across the sky, or at least there should be the rustle of the mountain wind blowing through the woods.
However, there was no sound here, it was completely silent, deathly silence.
If you look closely, you will see that all the lush trees on the mountain stand quietly, without even a leaf shaking - but on the road down the mountain, the night wind is clearly blowing silently.
The mountain... seemed to be completely still.
In the silence, a figure suddenly appeared.
It was a man with an average build, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, very ordinary. He was wearing black tights. The thin clothes could not cover the lines of his body, and you could vaguely see the nice figure in his body.
Muscles. A white mask was put on his face, completely covering his entire face, and the hat attached to the tights even wrapped his hair inside, making it impossible to see the hairstyle.
This man walked neither hastily nor slowly, step by step toward the silent forest. There was no urgency in his movements, as if he was just taking a walk, but each step could cover several meters, as if the earth was shortening under his feet.
generally.
If Cheng Peng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person also used the Shudi method, but it was completely opposite to his pursuit of high speed and violent movements. It was elegant and dusty, without a trace of human fireworks.
What's even more surprising is that this man walked slowly until he reached the foot of the mountain, but he couldn't hear any footsteps.
The man in black stopped at the foot of the mountain, looking through his mask at the forest ahead.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the silent mountain forest is ordinary, but in his eyes, it is full of colorful lights, with layers and circles so densely packed that not even a fly can fly in.
"It is indeed a magic position!" The man in black spoke, his voice was deep and deep, with an inexplicable magnetism. Just by hearing his words, people would feel that he was a trustworthy and loyal person, "and I
My guess is the same... Is that guy... planning to hide here and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, waiting for everyone to be exhausted before jumping out to fight the drowned dog? "
"It's a good idea, but it's stupid."
Saying this, he walked through the end of the road and stepped into the mountain forest.
The light of spells swept across him like a revolving lantern, fell on him, and then passed through directly as if there was nothing here, without any hindrance.
The man in black walked slowly through the mountains and forests, and every step he took was worth several steps of an ordinary person running wildly.
The light of the spell kept passing by around him, but it could not stir up any echo in him. He was like a silent black water, flowing slowly and heading straight into the depths of the mountain forest.
A few minutes later, he arrived in front of a temple on a hillside.
The stone steps are arranged one by one, up to three or four hundred steps, and at the end are towering walls and closed gates.
The magic light here is even denser, layer upon layer turning into a translucent light shield, shrouding the entire temple inside.
The corners of the man's mouth under the mask were slightly raised, revealing a disdainful sneer.
Then, he took steps and stepped on the stone steps leading to the temple.
As he walked along, black ripples appeared on his body, as if the air had turned into running water, and he melted slightly in the water, leaving behind circles of ink-colored traces.
However, no matter what kind of defensive spell it is, as long as it is touched by this ink trace, it will temporarily change color and lose its original function, allowing him to pass through it effortlessly.
After he walked away, the ink color quickly dissolved like a little ink in a large amount of clear water, and the defensive spells of various colors returned to their original appearance, as if nothing had happened.
Only the black figure climbed up the steps silently, as if entering a deserted place, and went straight past the defense that should have been like a copper wall and an iron wall, and came to the gate of the temple.
The plaque of "Liudong Temple" hangs on the lintel of the gate. On both sides are two stone carvings, carvings of Buddhist protector gods. The stone statues seem to have some history, with mottled colors and many damages on their bodies. They seem to be very
Ordinary. But if you look closely, you will find that their eyes are very extraordinary - they are not ordinary stones, but precious gems!
The size of these gems is already astonishing, and their luster is perfect to the extreme. If they were brought to the jewelry market, one gem might be enough to exchange for a luxury car or a mansion.
But here, they are just the eyes of the stone sculpture.
The man in black naturally noticed the stone sculptures. He carefully looked at the two statues whose identities could not be clearly determined due to the erosion of time. He gently clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the stone statues, and saluted.
Coincidentally, when he straightened up, the moon had completely fallen below the horizon.
At this time, the moon has set and the sun has not yet risen. The floating clouds have covered the stars in the sky. There is no light between the sky and the earth. It is so dark that you can't see your fingers. Only in the city at the end of your eyes, there is still a little light, like stars falling from the sky.
The human world is ordinary.
The man in black didn't hesitate and walked straight towards the door of the temple.
He did not open the door, but stepped directly into the door, as if the solid door did not exist at all, and as if he was not an entity, but just a phantom that could pass through all obstacles.
In the darkest moment before dawn, the man in black of unknown origin finally got past the heavy protection and entered a stronghold that may be where his enemies live.
Liudong Temple is quite open inside. Past the gate is a spacious courtyard. On the front of the courtyard is a Buddhist hall and on the side is a monk's dormitory. There is a shallow pond on one side of the Buddhist hall. There is a rockery beside the pond and green bamboos beside it.
It is a reduced garden.
The ground is full of magic spells, Buddhist halls are full of magic spells, monks' houses are full of magic spells, ponds, rockeries, bamboos... There are magic spells everywhere. At first glance, it is not a temple, but a living collection of magic spells.
Ordinarily, so many spells must influence and conflict with each other - at least the man in black recognized several examples that should be incompatible with each other. But at this moment, they are gathered together peacefully, guarding this not-so-very magical place.
Big temple.
If a scholar-type player who loves studying spells - such as Wei Ye - is here, he must study the principles of peaceful coexistence of these spells, but the man in black just glanced at it and ignored it.
Set your sights on a row of houses beside the wall on one side of the temple.
That's a guest room for tourists.
In most temples, there are services that allow tourists to stay here for a period of time, away from the world for self-cultivation, and Ryudong Temple is no exception.
The man in black pondered for a moment, then took steps towards the guest room.
Although it is impossible to tell for sure, it is said that the target he wants to eliminate should be in the guest room.
His steps were slow but very fast, and he arrived outside the first guest room in just a few seconds.
Without entering the door, he just stood at the door in silence for a while, then shook his head and went to another guest room.
The same thing happened repeatedly, and about three minutes later, the man in black was pondering at the door of the last guest room.
The target is not here.
This is very unreasonable! The target must be here!
He hesitated for a moment and then came to the front of the monk's dormitory.
Still nothing.
The futile man in black lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and cast his eyes towards the majestic Buddhist hall.
Will it be there?
He took steps towards the Buddhist temple.
The door of the Buddhist hall is open, and you can see inside from a distance. The dim flame of the oil lamp dances gently, reflecting the solemn and solemn giant statue in the center.
Although the man in black was hesitant before, he made up his mind and no longer looked back. He walked straight to the Buddhist hall and was about to step into it.
But at this moment, a ray of white light appeared at the end of the eastern sky.
As if in response, the sound of cockcrow came from the farm at the foot of the mountain.
With the crow of the cock, the originally still mountain forest moved.
The mountain wind blew again, and the leaves rustled in the wind; the mountain wind passed by the temple, and some leaves fell from the trees in the temple, swirling and floating gently in the wind.
The body of the man in black suddenly shook, and with a sigh, it turned into a faint black mist, and then dissipated without a trace in the morning wind.
But before it disappeared, he had already seen clearly the scene inside the Buddhist hall.
The inside of the Buddhist hall is magnificent, but the giant statue standing on the lotus platform in the center is just an illusion that deceives mortals.
With his magical power, he can see the truth behind the phantom.
It was a chaotic and uncertain shape, with weird wings and a terrifying giant beak spreading out, and one hand was holding a scepter!
