Zhen Jin, who was walking in front, finally stopped. He turned around and looked at Arnold, "I haven't been here for a long time, I just relied on my impressions from childhood."
"Then where is this place?"
"The Zen Master Haiyun's Zen Monastery is in this mountain. Many people know that he is elusive, but I know that he will come back here every year at this time. As long as we can go to his Zen Monastery, we will get the best protection.
." Zhenjin explained patiently, his voice slow and even filled with a hint of expectation.
Arnold finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How far is it?" She was not just worried about the assassin behind her, she was also worried about Hu Gechi who was frantically searching for her after learning that she was missing. If there was no news about her, she would really be worried.
It's hard to imagine what Hu Gechi would be like.
"It's not far, we're almost there." After Zhenjin said that, he turned around and continued to walk forward. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped again. Waiting for Arnold to approach him, he suddenly reached out and took her wrist.
Arnold was stunned and struggled for a moment: "I can see it."
"The fog gets thicker as we go forward, and there is a forest with a formation in front of us. I'm afraid you'll get lost." The gentle voice was light, and no other emotions could be heard.
Arnold frowned slightly, sighed in his heart and gave up the struggle.
Sure enough, as Zhenjin said, not long after walking forward, you can clearly feel that your vision has become worse. The thick white fog seems to have turned into clouds, but you can't feel it while flowing.
The wind was blowing. If the two people could still see each other when walking through the fog in tandem before, now there was indeed a vast expanse of white two steps away.
The thick fog is second, but the woods are a bit weird.
"Try to breathe as little as possible. The mist here is somewhat toxinous." Zhenjin took out a piece of cloth from his arms and handed it to Arnold. "First cover your mouth and nose. Although it has little effect, it does help."
Arnold took the strip of cloth, which was the hem of her skirt that had been torn when she was bandaging the real gold.
The cloth has been washed, but the blood stains can no longer be washed away. The color of the entire cloth has become a bit strange, but fortunately the smell of blood has been removed. She has also heard in the past that some places have thick fog all year round.
Dense fog and special environments such as forests will produce miasma, which is poisonous. People who walk into it will be poisoned and die without knowing it.
Miasma combined with formations should be one of the most effective defenses, which can make people fall prey to the attack without even realizing it. However, Zen Master Haiyun is a monk, shouldn't monks be compassionate?
Zhen Jinxu sensed that Arnold was hesitating in his steps, and he cleverly guessed what she was thinking. While pulling Arnold to continue walking forward, he said slowly: "The formation here is not
The Zen temple was built in this forest. Zen Master Haiyun passed by here back then and heard that people often strayed into the forest and died here, so he came to this place specially to break the formation and
A monastery was built. Now, the monks from the monastery go out to patrol around every day and offer help to those who are poisoned or lost."
"You are saying that we might be able to meet monks and they will lead us out of the fog. In that case, where are the assassins?"
Zhen Jin seemed to think for a moment and chuckled, with helplessness in his laughter, "Naturally, he will be saved. In the eyes of the monks, everyone is the same."