In the wilderness in spring, weeds are densely covered and thorns are as tall as a person.

Faint sunlight shone through the gaps between the dense leaves, falling on Li Qinglin and his group as they traveled through the wilderness.

After leaving the palace, Wen Tiexin led everyone to make a circle, went out of the city from the east gate, and rode fast. On the way, he got on the armored car Nilong, changed his clothes and disguised himself and got off the official road.

At this time, after traveling for most of the day, Wen Tiexin opened the map and found that he was not far from Zhuoguang Mountain.

In the team of six people, Li Qinglin was slightly behind, with many bags on his body and even a cloth bag hanging around his neck.

A rough estimate is that it weighs about 100 to 200 kilograms, not including his own beheading knife and bow and arrow.

Although everyone was marching quickly, it was estimated that they would have to stay in the wilderness for four or five days.

Daily food, carpets for camping, realgar for repelling insects and snakes, and even black gunpowder for opening mountains...

Although martial artists have strong muscles and bones, they will not be harmed even if they do not sleep for a few days.

But to sneak through the wilderness and forests, one must be highly focused and also be able to kill some blind beasts.

Naturally, he attached great importance to logistics and even had to devote some of his attention to Li Qinglin.

It was also at this time that Li Qinglin vaguely felt that this cold-mouthed and ruthless Wen Tiexin was not as heartless as she appeared.

"A queen with a sharp tongue but a soft heart?" Li Qinglin muttered silently.

Chang Yuren's figure was like a ghost. He quickly climbed up the twisted tree that was more than ten feet tall, took out the iron bow, and looked around with an eagle's eyes.

Suddenly, Chang Yuren's eyes focused, as if he saw something, and he jumped down from the tree.

"Two hundred feet ahead, there is a temple. The main hall and shrines are intact."

Wen Tiexin's expression turned somewhat serious when he heard this.

The Jiang people did not believe in gods and ghosts, nor did they have the habit of building temples.

Most of the temples that can be seen in the wilderness and even in the disaster zone today are relics of previous dynasties.

The most important thing is that the map does not indicate which temple is in that direction! It is impossible for us to stay overnight in a dilapidated temple.

"Retreat, retreat to the halfway point of the mountain!" Wen Tiexin ordered.

Without any hesitation, everyone turned around and left without any intention of exploring the temple.

When they reached the mountainside, the group found a flat area.

The moon gradually rose higher, casting a cold light on the earth, turning it into a pale white.

Li Qinglin unpacked his bag, took out dry food and carpets, and distributed them to everyone.

"Thanks."

Lan Yu took the dry food and murmured something in a low voice, which sounded like a mosquito's buzz and Li Qinglin almost didn't hear it clearly.

"I've heard from Brother Fu that you have great talent. If you encounter any problems these days, don't be reckless and just hide behind us."

Deng Dong took the carpet, spread it out on himself, and patted Li Qinglin's shoulder with a smile.

"Um, thank you Uncle Deng."

Deng Dong was born in Baiyun Dojo, a low-end martial arts school. He was a neighbor of Fu Tiancheng and had seen Fu Tiancheng giving Li Qinglin special treatment several times.

Not far away, Chang Yuren's gaze lingered on the longbow behind Li Qinglin for a long time, especially noticing that the bowstring and bow body showed signs of careful maintenance, and he could not help but nodded silently.

But then he noticed that the skin on Li Qinglin's hands was smooth and delicate, without any calluses from long-term bow pulling.

I couldn't help but feel a little confused again.

"Is this guy a silver spear candlestick, or does he really have archery skills?"

But thinking that they were on the same team after all, there was no need to deliberately test or offend them, so he suppressed his doubts.

Everyone ate, sat or lay on the dry and soft blankets, and quickly recovered their strength.

There was no question of assigning anyone to keep watch. All of them were martial artists temporarily assigned together, and they were more or less worried about each other.

Light sleep is enough to restore your energy.

Time passed and it was already late at night.

The stars were hidden, the wilderness was shrouded in darkness, and it was particularly eerie and silent.

Occasionally, there were three or two rapid cries of monkeys.

At some point, the sound of lively voices could be faintly heard from the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain.

Li Qinglin suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and stood up, holding the beheading knife in his hand.

Wen Tiexin and others reacted almost at the same time and looked towards the direction of the temple.

Then, clusters of torches suddenly appeared, and under the torches were people wearing silver crowns, stepping on strange drums and carrying pigs and cows with their stomachs ripped open.

The livers, lungs, hearts, stomachs and intestines of these livestock are held up individually on flower plates, like some kind of precious offerings.

In the temple, on the shrine, a priest wearing a cassock with scriptures on it was chanting a eulogy.

A strange and cold feeling emerged in everyone's heart.

"It was during the Dajie period, when the Miaojiang Shogunate area was eating Guzang."

Lan Yu's crisp voice came, her eyes trembling a little, "They believe that using three animals and five livestock as sacrifices and holding a dragon-summoning ceremony can stabilize the Great Jie Dragon Vein and prevent the robbery area from invading.

But according to historical records, the Miaojiang Shogunate had long been reduced to a calamity zone. They did summon a dragon, but it was a headless dragon that devoured the entire Miaojiang Shogunate and flew into the calamity zone. "

Lan Yu's voice fell into Li Qinglin's ears.

It gave him a weird and absurd feeling.

The historical images from tens of millions of years ago are presented so clearly before our eyes.

He looked at the temple on the top of the mountain and couldn't help but wonder, if he set foot in that calamity zone, would he really travel through tens of millions of years again and return to Daye?

Wen Tiexin heard this and looked at the map in the moonlight, his tone a little solemn.

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"This map needs to be updated. A new robbery zone has appeared in the wilderness! Although the area is not large, if you accidentally enter it..."

As he was speaking, Wen Tiexin suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Something is coming!"

In the rustling grass, on the desolate mountain road, dark clouds blocked the Moon Rabbit, making everyone's vision suddenly dim! Then a humanoid creature wearing a bright red cassock suddenly jumped down from the top of the mountain in the direction of the ruined temple!

The cassock fluttered in the air, and the fierce wind and waves were like knives, cutting countless plants and trees.

A cassock?! Everyone looked at this scene with horror on their faces.

Li Qinglin looked inside the temple and saw that the sacrifice on the shrine was gone! The ancients from tens of millions of years ago left the calamity zone and came to reality?

A chill spread upwards inch by inch from Li Qinglin's tailbone.

"So what if they are ancient people? Deng Dong and Chang Yuren will lead the troops, and the rest of you retreat!"

Wen Tiexin's eyes revealed a ruthless murderous intent. He took a step forward, his blood burning. The Dian Cang Knife in his hand shot out from the air like a silver dragon, lighting up the black curtain and slashing it down with one blow!

The scriptures on the surface of the robe glowed with golden light, but in an instant, the living being in the robe was split into two pieces, and its internal organs were torn into pieces in the air.

The body that fell down turned out to be a black bear.

Seeing this scene, Li Qinglin, who had been holding his sword in front of him and was even ready to expose his strength and turn the tide, silently put down his beheading sword.

Black bear?

Wearing a monk's robe?

Seeing this scene, everyone was a little surprised.

Wen Tiexin took a few steps forward, identified it, and said, "This black bear is from our area. It seems that it accidentally entered the robbery area, but was lucky enough to steal the cassock and bring it back.

It's a pity that he met me, otherwise, he would be a monster again!"

After hearing this, Li Qinglin felt that this blind bear looked familiar. It seemed to be the one that had its "good house" seized by the Jade Yuanchan and was driven away from its homeland.

"Hiss... I must not be soft-hearted in the future. I almost got myself into trouble."

Li Qinglin thought to himself.

After the black bear died, the stolen cassock seemed to have experienced the passage of tens of millions of years in a short period of time. Its color quickly faded and eventually turned into a handful of ashes.

Everyone seemed to be accustomed to this.

"Go ahead and rest. You have to get up early tomorrow."

After the matter was concluded, Wen Tiexin gave instructions to everyone.

Li Qinglin was responsible for cleaning the battlefield, burying the bear carcass, and using a special powder to remove the bloody smell. He then touched the powder on the cassock with his fingers, his eyes changing.

He suddenly remembered something and looked towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

Then, in that miniature calamity zone, the ritual of eating gu zhang was being repeated, and torches suddenly appeared in the same place.

And in the temple, the priest no longer wore a scripture robe, but an ordinary priestly garment.

"A short period of history trapped in the calamity zone. Will time continue to repeat? And it seems to correct itself automatically..."

Li Qinglin thought silently and returned to the carpet.

But before he could rest, Jiang Xuecai, who had been silent and had a low sense of presence all the way, quietly approached Li Qinglin like a mouse.

Jiang Xuecai's eyes showed a cunning gleam. He rubbed his hands and said to Li Qinglin in a flattering way,

"Brother, can I touch your big treasure?"

Li Qinglin: ???

(End of this chapter)