After leaving Guobei County from Beicheng Gate, Wang Jian didn't notice anyone following him.
I knew in my heart that it was my previous actions that had frightened those desperadoes.
This kind of people are too dangerous and cause too much damage. They must be killed when they see them. Otherwise, they will cause some trouble and cause irreversible harm to the civilians.
After walking along the official road for a short time, I saw a fork in front of me. From here, I saw a lush forest with a pleasant scenery.
But if there are experts here, they will definitely notice that the atmosphere here is a bit depressing, giving people a slightly violent feeling.
Deep in the woods is Lanruo Temple.
Many years ago, this place was very lively and full of incense. It was the busiest temple within a thousand miles.
Many people will rush over to worship Buddha and seek comfort, heirs, and the like.
Unfortunately, now, everything has changed.
The expressions of the people around him changed when they heard it, and those who were farther away did not mention the name of Lanruo Temple at all, and it gradually disappeared from the public.
As soon as he stepped into the fork in the road, he felt that the oppressive aura was even worse. This aura even stimulated Wang Jian's mood, and his gun, fighting, and killing intent were all boiling, and he was ready to move.
Wang Jian silently recited the Bingxin Jue to suppress these emotions and make his brain clearer and calmer.
The fork in the road disappeared after a short distance, and you could still vaguely see some roads, but they were all covered by weeds.
Ancient roads were made by people, and official roads were cultivated. However, the environment has not been damaged by modern society, so the vegetation is very dense, and there are many plants and animals.
Therefore, as long as a road is not used all year round, it will easily be covered by weeds and shrubs, and then disappear completely.
The same was obviously true for this fork in the road. Wang Jian could only walk into the woods and follow the gaps between the trees.
Fortunately, the vegetation is not particularly lush, and most of it is dead leaves, so it is very comfortable to step on.
Wang Jian didn't even use Qinggong, so he easily approached Lanruo Temple without any difficulty.
He couldn't explain this situation, maybe it was caused by the tree demon on purpose.
After all, if the trees are dense and difficult to walk, will anyone go to Lanruo Temple to deliver "takeaway" to him?
Standing outside the temple, looking at the dilapidated buildings, I felt very emotional.
Time is really the best weapon. As a result, a large area of buildings was ruined and desolate.
However, before this Lanruo Temple was ruined, it was probably full of people. For such a place that is not engaged in production, it would not be a big deal if it was ruined.
Dryads have taken over this place to harm people, and monks have taken over this place to be parasites. Who can tell which one is better?
Anyway, compared to monsters, Wang Jian has less favorable impressions of monks. He just said "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately", and after he became sensible, he lost all favorable impressions.
So I was very vigilant from the beginning. I didn’t know how to practice Buddhist martial arts in front of me, for fear of being suddenly attacked.
When people come up with the word "cause and effect", it is the biggest plundering method.
It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, as long as you get involved, you have to pay the price.
Put away your chaotic thoughts and step on the stone paved by Lanruo Temple.
If you exclude the looming oppressive atmosphere and a hint of malice around you, the air here is really good.
There is also a small lake in the distance. On the side of the lake is a mountain wall with a small waterfall falling and water droplets splashing.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow...
This is the only poem he can think of now. Excluding the dilapidated temple buildings, everything fits the situation.
Everything here is very quiet, except for the chirping of birds, animals and insects, there is no other sound.
The bearded Yan Chixia he was expecting was not there either, which made him a little strange.
"It stands to reason that that guy is a master. It's impossible for an outsider to come in and not notice it. Is it still too early and he hasn't come here yet?"
Wang Jian was surprised. When he came to a building that was still intact, he found traces of human life.
There were even beddings in one of the rooms, and even the oil lamps showed signs of use.
"Did he go out?"
Shaking his head, he couldn't be sure if it was Yan Chixia, but it didn't matter.
The dryads in the movie are quite powerful, but Wang Jian thinks he is not a coward.
After all, his cultivation and his two-point spear intention are not for nothing. Even if he can't be beaten, he will probably just run away wearing a steel suit.
Anyway, there is still a substitute charm, so life can be guaranteed.
If he was really offended, and the Jericho missiles were used to repeatedly bomb the woods without regard to progress and points, he would not believe that the tree demon could resist.
After leaving the smelly messy room, I specially found a bedroom that was some distance away from the room.
This place has been uninhabited for a long time and is full of dust, but that doesn't bother him.
Three steel suits were released, one of which held a battery-operated vacuum cleaner and vacuumed like crazy.
Another cleared away the furniture inside, and another carried a large iron bucket and headed towards the lake to fetch water.
Wang Jian left the bedroom and admired the scenery.
Confusion is really useful. It is a steward of combat and life. It can even help Stella and Gwen with their research. It is perfect for everything.
With confusion control, the three steel suits can be sorted out very quickly.
Just as Wang Jian walked around the building, he got a general understanding of the environment of this poor place. When he came back, the room had a completely new look.
Of course, this so-called brand new look is nothing more than cleanliness. Others such as walls and floors cannot be replaced. They are not skilled in the business and lack materials.
This was almost enough, and he was very satisfied with the room that was baked and dried by the fire.
They took out beds, tables, chairs and other furniture, and asked three steel suits to sweep the floor, corners, and walls with insecticide.
He is a master, and this pesticide is nothing to him. He would rather come into contact with pesticides than various poisonous insects and possible bacteria.
After it was completed, I asked the steel suit to lay wallpaper on the surrounding walls, and a room that was barely habitable was completed.
In fact, if he really wants to do it well, there are many ways, even if it is completely demolished and then rebuilt.
But in the wilderness, you can't force that much.
In addition, there are still dryads here, so making such a big movement is definitely not possible.
After leaving the room, open the doors and windows to ventilate and disperse the pesticides inside.
By the way, I started to lay out a simple kitchen in a broken room next door.
By the time everything was finished, it was almost evening.
He casually took a shower and changed his clothes, then started working on dinner.
What we eat is hot pot. It is simple and convenient, and the food can be diversified. No wonder Sheng Yayu, Zhuge Zheng and I eat hot pot every day.
While he was busy preparing all kinds of fresh food, he felt the door darken. Wang Jian glanced over alertly, only to see a disheveled bearded man standing outside the door.
The man had a dark face and said angrily: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
