Chapter 288 Xiyan, where are you?
The Five Old Peaks are worthy of their name, as they are composed of five peaks closely connected, like five old men with white beards standing side by side.
The peaks pierce through the clouds and are shrouded in mist all year round. It is the highest mountain outside the city of Yandu.
Feiyun Temple is located in the heart of the most dangerous Zhongfeng, with its back against a thousand-foot-high cliff as sharp as a knife and a bottomless ravine in front. There is only a winding stone staircase built in the air, like a jade belt hanging in the air.
There are 999 bluestone steps leading to the mountain gate of Feiyun Temple, and the iron chains on both sides are already rusted.
The Feiyun Temple was originally built for devout pilgrims to pray for children. Ten years ago, the state-guarding general Xiao Beicheng closed the temple and claimed that he wanted to renovate the Feiyun Temple.
Later, Xiao Beicheng "died in battle" in Nanzhao, and the renovation work was temporarily shelved. The place was locked for many years and became a deserted place.
Ten years have passed in a flash. Now the outer walls of the temple are mottled and covered with green vines, casting hideous shadows under the bright sun.
The mountain breeze blew past, and the copper bells on the eaves made a mournful sound, which intertwined with the sound of pine waves, adding a bit of solemnity and a sense of isolation from the world.
Xiao Nanyue stepped onto the stone steps one by one, his black cloak rustling in the mountain wind, and the fallen petals on the 999 steps shattered into pieces on the soles of his boots.
Finally, we reached the mountain gate.
The three golden characters of "Feiyun Temple" pierce people's eyes under the bright sun.
A rusty copper lock hung on the vermilion lacquered door, and the lion head relief on the door knocker stared with empty eyes, as if mocking his beating heart.
"It's been three days, Xiyan, are you and the child okay?" Xiao Nanyue murmured to himself.
Although he knew that Xiyan was trapped here, he did not dare to come to rescue her rashly during these three days.
It was because, although he seemed to have a plan for everything, this time, it concerned the lives of Xiyan and the child, and he didn't dare to gamble.
The palm wind swept past, and the copper lock fell down with a sound. The sound of the temple door being pushed open startled the skylarks on the beams, and the smell of rotten wood and dust hit his face.
He stood in the yard and looked around. It was deserted and there was no one in sight.
"Xiao Nanyan is here!"
His voice struck the empty eaves of the hall, causing a faint echo.
After a while, the door of the main hall creaked and was pushed open, and Xiao Beicheng walked out of the hall confidently.
Meeting Xiao Nanyan's cold gaze, he clapped his hands and laughed:
"Nan Yan, you really didn't let me down."
"Where is Xiyan?"
Xiao Nanyue's gaze swept across the shadows behind Xiao Beicheng, trying to find the familiar corner of white clothes.
"Have you brought the military token?"
Xiao Nanyan raised the military token high: "Of course."
Xiao Beicheng curled the corners of his lips and looked behind him. Sure enough, there was no one there. He nodded with satisfaction:
"You seem to care about that girl's life or death. If you dare to bring any soldiers with you, she will surely die."
"Stop talking nonsense. I want to see her! Make sure she's alright before submitting the exchange."
Xiao Beicheng narrowed his eyes and raised his chin towards the depths of the hall:
"The person is inside."
"As long as you take her out of the hall, the military token will be yours."
"Your personality is quite similar to mine." Xiao Nanyan suddenly laughed strangely, his laughter swirling in the empty courtyard:
"Then come in!"
As Xiao Beicheng said this, he quickly retreated back to the hall and disappeared into the depths of the hall in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Nanyue immediately followed, but the moment he stepped into the inner hall, the wooden door behind him slammed shut, and then the iron lock fell with a clang.
The hall suddenly fell into deathly silence, with only the spider webs above swaying gently in the draft.
Xiao Nanyan's eyes swept across the hall like a hawk—
This spacious Buddhist temple, which can accommodate a hundred people, has a towering dome and spider webs woven between the beams and pillars. The flying frescoes on the walls have not been eroded despite the baptism of time and are still bright.
The most eye-catching thing is the three-meter-tall Buddha statue sitting in the hall. The Buddha's face with peeling gold foil is half hidden in the shadows, and his drooping eyelids seem to be overlooking the disasters of the world with compassion.
The hall was empty, and there was no sign of Xiyan at the end.
"Xiyan, where are you?"
His voice struck the flying mural, producing a strange echo.
Xiao Nanyan knew clearly that this hall was filled with traps and ambushes.
He thought for a moment, and moved according to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. Just as his toes stepped on the first blue brick, a light "click" sound came from the ground.
Xiao Nanyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the moment the Jinghong Sword was unsheathed with a clang, tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the walls on all four sides, and short arrows tempered with dark green poisonous juice shot towards him like a swarm of locusts!
Xiao Nanyue did not move, the sword flowers formed an impenetrable silver net, the poisonous arrows hit the sword blade, sparks flew out, and were nailed into the door panel behind him.
After the rain of swords passed, Xiao Nanyan took two steps forward again, and the second mechanism was triggered:
Dozens of poisonous needles shot out from the slightly opened mouth of the Buddha.
Xiao Nanyan pointed his toes and leaned back like willow catkins, performing a "Vajra Iron Bridge" move. His back was almost touching the ground, but he didn't dare to touch the ground.
Because he knew that under the blue bricks behind him, there were mechanisms!
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