As the gate of the temple opened automatically, a cold wind blew towards him.
Not only Jin Yuan noticed the abnormality in the temple, but even Zhuo Yanchong smelled a strange smell.
The upper roof of the main hall is open, and the moonlight fills the entire main hall and illuminates every corner of the main hall.
Jin Yuan looked around. Apart from the pillars, the main hall was empty, and even the candles on the altar were blown out by the wind.
"Zhuo Bingshan, do you smell the blood?"
Jin Yuan asked in a low voice
She carefully felt the breath of the first year of the year and found that her breathing was indeed coming from a corner of the main hall intermittently
As the breath of the first day of the New Year came, there was also a faint smell of blood
Zhuo Yanchong frowned and nodded, looked around vigilantly, and grabbed her little hand
No matter what strange things were in the temple, he would not allow Xiao Yuanbaoer to have an accident!
"Dong..."
A small movement came into their ears at the same time, and it sounded particularly clear in this too quiet temple.
Zhuo Yanchong's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
But no one answered
However, Jin Yuan's face changed slightly, and she let out Zhuo Yan Chong's hand without hesitation and ran towards the direction where the sound came.
It was the sound from the corner of the corridor at the junction of the main hall and the side hall.
Jin Yuan also clearly felt the breath of the first year of junior high school, getting closer and closer
"First year of junior high school, first year of junior high school, are you?"
Jin Yuan walked in that direction eagerly
There is no light at the corner, and the moonlight cannot shine, it is a bit terrible dark
"Little Yuanbaoer..."
Zhuo Yan rushed behind her and shouted anxiously
Jin Yuan stopped, turned her head and said to him, "Zhuo Bingshan, help me get a candlestick!"
Zhuo Yan Chong's movements were quite quick, and he quickly took the candlestick on the altar and handed it to Jin Yuan.
Jin Yuan waved her sleeves lightly, and the candle was lit up with a "swish" sound, illuminating them around.
As expected, Chu Yi was curled up at the corner
Her breathing was weak and she seemed to be in a coma
Jin Yuan hurriedly squatted down and pushed her body, trying to wake her up