Nan Song hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to follow the old man. After all, she had no other choice.
The old man led Nansong deeper into the temple, through a series of narrow passages, and finally into a spacious room. In the center of the room stood an ancient table piled high with ancient books and artifacts.
“There must be a lot of cultural relics hidden in here, right?”
Nansong widened his eyes and looked around curiously.
The old man smiled slightly in his mask, walked to the table, picked up a yellowed ancient book, and gently opened it.
“This is a historical record about this temple.”
The old man said,
"According to the book, this temple was once the home of a powerful sect, but due to a sudden disaster, the sect declined and the temple became deserted."
Nansong listened carefully to the old man's words, with curiosity glittering in his eyes.
She couldn't wait to ask, "So what exactly is this terrible disaster? Is there a way to resolve it?"
"Alas, I don't quite understand the details."
The old man sighed softly, his voice revealing a hint of heaviness and helplessness.
"I am only the spirit of this temple, but since I became its spirit, this place has been completely transformed and has lost its former glory. Although some people break into this place every year, I have never seen them show any intention of rebuilding the temple.
Some were injured or even lost their lives here, while others returned with great success.”
The old man said as he shook his head and sighed.
"You are not those people. Judging from your age, you clearly do not meet the requirements. That is why I appear here, hoping to do my best to accumulate merit for this temple."
His eyes revealed a hint of sincerity and expectation.
"Go find your friend first. If you delay any longer, you might miss the best opportunity."
There was an indescribable helplessness hidden in the old man's tone.
Nansong nodded slightly to show that he understood.
The old man might not have a pure purpose in taking her to find his companions, but she always had an inexplicable feeling that the old man would not hurt her.
Continue moving forward. Although I'm not sure where Blore is, it seems that guy always has good luck. He shouldn't be in too much danger, right?
Nansong followed the old man and thought silently.
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