Where is this place?

When this thought came into my mind, I suddenly realized that I was dreaming.

Because there is no such a quiet and dark place in reality.

There was not a trace of light, and it was a darkness and emptiness that could not even be reached at the deepest bottom of the sea.

There is a light in the distance, a red light.

It was a feeling of weightlessness, but he wanted to move forward to see the direction of the light, but suddenly he found himself clinging tightly to something cold.

It was cold and transparent, extremely hard, yet slippery to the touch, like a huge piece of glass that separated him from the outside world forever.

But if you move your eyes slightly upward, you can see the incomparable red sun.

He suddenly realized that this was the red light he had just seen, but at this moment, the source of the red light was so close to him.

It was an immense sphere, and between the empty sky and earth, such a perfectly coincidental shape was right before our eyes, like a gushing flame.

His cheek, which was pressed against the hard transparent wall, could almost feel the escaping heat. At first, it was just a stinging pain caused by burning, but gradually, the heat seemed to become more and more difficult to ignore, until it became an unbearable pain.

Big, round, and hot.

He woke up with a struggle, but was surrounded by a familiar expanse of white, which gave him a strange sense of dislocation. In a trance, he almost mistook the old man sitting beside his bed for Natsume Soseki. Fortunately, before he could blurt out an overly intimate name, he saw clearly that it was the old man he had seen in the Red Temple.

"woke up?"

Seeing him move, the old man who was thinking about something just now immediately smiled warmly, and seemed to be much more familiar with him than his real grandfather.

"Don't move, the needle will fall out."

Perhaps because he had struggled so hard in his nightmare before, the old man scolded him sternly.

Seeing that the black-haired high school student finally calmed down, he felt relieved to continue with his work.

It was only then that I realized something was wrong with myself. I felt too weak. Even with the quilt covering me, I still felt cold and dizzy. I reluctantly used the hand that was not equipped with the needle to feel the temperature of my forehead, and sure enough, I found that I had a fever.

Although the current situation was not suitable for him to move around, Haiyin Temple Suyou still forced himself to sit up, and the old man who was immersed in the actions of his hands did not stop him.

He raised his upper body and went upstream to Haiyin Temple to see clearly what the old man had been busy with.

A carving knife flew up and down flexibly in the old man's hand. The wooden earrings rustled when they came into contact with the sharp blade. The old patterns were scraped off bit by bit, revealing the yellow wood underneath.

Unrecognizable runes and patterns were carved on it. Haiyin Temple traced back and recognized that the pair of wooden plaques should have been his earrings, and were also one of the media for ghosts and gods to gain faith.

After seeing Hong Miao's memory, he now fully understood what was going on with his previously fluctuating faith value.

He originally thought that the pair of wooden plaques had been damaged after the destruction of the Red Temple, but he did not expect that they were now being carved by the old man.

The fever made his thinking less sharp, but he could feel that the group engraved by the old man seemed to possess some kind of strange magic, which gave people a sense of protection and security.

"Who are you?" Earlier in the Red Temple, his sanity had been at risk and he had even forgotten to ask the old man's name.

"My last name is Li." The old man answered without looking up, and it seemed that he had no intention of telling his full name.

But just this name, which is full of the flavor of an ancient civilization, is enough to trigger endless imagination.

"What is this?" Haiyinsi Suyou couldn't help but ask as he watched the movements of the old man's hands.

"I asked for some protection from Master Guan Er for you. Even though it's only a little, it's better than that evil guy."

The old man answered without looking up, and skillfully shaved off a few bits of wood chips, letting them fall accurately into the trash can beside the bed like snowflakes.

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"It's strange that you've been wearing that old joker for so long without any serious problems," the old man said to himself, his hands moving non-stop. "It looks like it was given to you by an important person. You young people should rarely like this kind of thing."

"I'm sorry for changing it without your permission." Seeing that Haiyinsi Suyou was much more conscious, the old man raised his head. Although he was old, his eyes were still very dark and bright. He stared at Haiyinsi Suyou, "But the only person I'm familiar with here is Master Guan. It would be best to use his aura to suppress him."

"It's one of my father's relics," Haiyin Temple Suyou answered the old man's first question, "I don't mind if it's changed, but if it stays the same, I won't be able to wear it anymore, right?"

"You are quite open-minded, unlike those conservative people out there."

Li Buwei stroked his beard, and a smile finally appeared in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to be somewhat satisfied with the answer about the journey back to Haiyin Temple.

Just now he heard from that young man who was always talking about rules that this kid was already a member of the Special Ability Unit and so on. He had been thinking about changing the earrings and leaving, but now that they had communicated, it was worthwhile for him to say a few more words.

"That kid in a suit outside said he was your boss? But he was very rigid. If I hadn't been so agile and locked him out, we wouldn't be so peaceful now."

The old man deliberately used the more intimate word "we", as if he was on the same side as the Haiyin Temple tour. He also squeezed his eyes nervously and pointed towards the door, which made him look like an old naughty boy.

"No, I decided to refuse."

Kaionji Suyou heard the old man say that the young man in a suit was probably Sakaguchi Ango, but at this moment, or from the moment he left the ID in the Special Ability Affairs Section, he no longer yearned for that place.

Haiyin Temple Suyou lowered his brows and stared at his hands thoughtfully.

He had just completed a rescue with these hands together with others.

What about the Special Ability Unit? Yes, they responded, but that team was not big enough or equipped with enough weapons to fight against such a demon.

This was a mistake in command and strategy. He suddenly felt a little disappointed, and his emotions seemed to be torn into two halves, one half was the past and the other half was the present.

When he was a child, the Special Ability Unit held such a high position in his heart that it was almost the place he had always dreamed of. He had imagined countless times the moment when he would fight alongside his parents.

But now, he seems to have torn apart the somewhat cruel reality and walked into a growth full of cruel truths and pains.

"I was saved by the people there before, and I used to like it very much, but not anymore." Haiyin Temple Suyou said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man laughed.

"I understand that personal behavior should not be attributed to the group."

He is still just a child, Li Buwei thought, and he was willing to talk a few more words to such a simple-minded child. Without asking too much, he could probably guess what kind of disillusionment the child had faced.

He is in the same industry and has spent many years in Japan, so he has a good understanding of the temperaments of those senior executives.

He actually admired those agents who came one after another. No matter what, choosing a job that might involve facing ghosts and gods requires great courage. As for those high-ranking officials, he thought of something and snorted with a little disgust, feeling that he and Haiyin Temple Suyou shared the same hatred for the enemy.

"Yes." Haiyinsi Suyou nodded slowly, as if saying goodbye to something.

Hearing his words, he suddenly felt that the old man sitting next to him suddenly became happy. The old man looked towards the door inconspicuously, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly spoke.

"Will you come with me?"

Sakaguchi Ango, who had finally obtained the spare key from the medical staff to open the Kaionji Suyou ward, was startled when he heard these words as soon as he entered. Alarm bells immediately rang in his heart and his face seemed to become even more gloomy than before.