Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 674: Don't look in the mirror! !

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It turned out that Fang Zheng couldn't find anyone else by the lake, so he started looking for a way out of the mountain.

When he came out of the lake, he also saw those phantoms in the gray mist. He was very cautious, and didn't rush to disturb those mysterious existences before he knew what those things were.

There is no curiosity to try to reveal the mysterious veil of those phantoms.

Instead, I found a safe mountain road with sparse shadows in the fog, and went out cautiously all the way out of the mountain.

Ever since he had the experience of poking a hornet's nest under the lake, Fangzheng didn't want to poke a hornet's nest anymore. There are so many ghostly shadows in the fog, who knows if it will affect his whole body.

Fangzheng followed a safe path and went out of the mountain without any danger, so there was a scene in front of him, an old temple suddenly appeared in front of the road he had to pass.

Fangzheng thought for a while, and continued on his way.

He was heading towards the old temple in the deep mountains.

Fangzheng's plan is very simple, go to the temple to see if he can meet other practitioners, and then make plans for the next step, such as how to get out of the mountain. If there is any abnormality in the temple, immediately exit the temple without staying.

Not long after, Fangzheng appeared near the old temple in the deep mountain, but he didn't rush in right away, but found a high place and waited quietly to see what happened.

First of all, he found that there was no door in this old temple.

Fangzheng continued to hide in a high place to observe the temple secretly while thinking. This is an abandoned and deserted temple. There are no monks and no trace of his practitioners.

On the contrary, the buildings in the old temple have almost collapsed, leaving only a few crumbling dilapidated buildings.

After a full ten minutes or so, Fang Zheng saw that there was no abnormality in the temple, so he entered the temple. After entering the temple, he found that there were traces of people's activities in one of the temples. He carefully observed the shoe prints on the ground, and probably two or three groups of people came and stayed for a short time before leaving the temple. At this time, people went to the temple.

call!

This calm temple, like a deep mountain and old pool that has not been blown by the wind for a hundred years, suddenly picked up an inexplicable wind. The wind flowed along the outside yard, along the cracks in the collapsed wall, and poured into the house, and the back was chilly. As if something suddenly appeared in the room, Fangzheng turned around, and there was nothing behind him, only the pile of debris piled up in ruins.

After that, the temple returned to silence.

Fangzheng frowned.

He began to detect something unusual in the air.

Perhaps, this ruined temple, which is inserted in the mountains like a tombstone alone, is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface...

Fangzheng did not hesitate, and immediately planned to leave the temple.

Since he didn't meet anyone here, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

But at this time, in the old temple in the deep mountain, which should be empty and silent, there is actually a sound of indole! Dole! The sound of wood chopping.

The sound was not loud, but it was especially harsh in the empty and deserted temple.

Fangzheng didn't think much, his figure flashed, and he chased him out suddenly.

However, Fangzheng had just left the house when the sound of chopping firewood had disappeared.

Fangzheng squinted his eyes and began to look around. Afterwards, zhenqi poured into the meridians of his feet. As soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, he jumped upside down to the roof of the house behind him. Standing on a high place, he had a clear view. The temple in front of you.

No one was seen in the temple.

I didn't see the person who was chopping firewood either.

Fangzheng lowered his head and muttered, he had just jumped off the roof, hoo, another breeze blew past him, just at this moment, du! Dole! Dole!

The sound of chopping wood sounded again.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

Fangzheng asked in a deep voice.

The sound of chopping wood disappeared strangely again.

At this moment, Fangzheng couldn't see anything strange about this remote mountain temple, so he immediately planned to retreat first, but Fangzheng had just arrived at the temple wall and was just about to walk out of the temple, duh! Dole! Dole!

This time, the sound like chopping wood was louder than the previous two times, because this time the sound appeared directly behind him.

Fang Zheng, who never let down his vigilance, suddenly turned around to make a move, but there was nothing behind him, nothing.

No one was seen chopping firewood behind him.

Fangzheng stood on the spot, looking around, his brows were slightly furrowed, no one knew what he was thinking at this time, but Fangzheng let out a breath not long after.

"It seems that you want to play hide-and-seek with me, want me to be a ghost, you to be a man, let me find you... If I don't find you today, I don't expect to have a moment of peace..."

Fangzheng began to walk around the temple, trying to find the source of the sound.

If he heard correctly before, the sound came from the deepest part of the temple, so he decided to look for it in that direction first.

As Fangzheng walked into the depths of the temple, the sound of chopping firewood sounded again, this time Fangzheng had already heard the source of the sound clearly!

When Fangzheng, carrying a long knife, stepped into a dilapidated room with air leaks on all sides, he saw an old monk with tattered robes in one corner, waving an ax in both hands, and was chopping heavily on a side hanging on the wall. A very old bronze mirror with wooden frame.

The sound of chopping wood that I heard before was the sound of the ax repeatedly chopping the wooden frame of the mirror.

But Fang Zheng remembered very clearly that when he inspected the house before, there was no old monk and mirror!

"Who are you?"

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Fangzheng asked in a cold voice, the muscles in the arm holding the long knife were tense, as long as there was something wrong, he would kill the opponent without hesitation.

But the old monk in the corner didn't pay attention to Fang Zheng, and kept chopping the old mirror hanging on the wall with his axe.

It was only when Fangzheng got closer that he realized that it was an old monk who was blind in both eyes, with a blood-stained bandage wrapped around both eyes, and the old monk was still chopping the mirror with an axe.

Dole! Dole! Dole!

As if never tired.

It's been hacking like this for centuries...

at this time!

"No! Don't look in the mirror!!"

There was actually a second person hiding in the room, but his reminder was too late. Fangzheng had already looked at the bronze mirror hanging on the wall. He wanted to see why the old monk in front of him had been chopping the mirror on the wall.

As a result, Fangzheng looked at it, and nothing happened. Except for the reflection of a ghost bride in a phoenix robe and rosy robes standing behind him, nothing happened in the mirror.

Fangzheng didn't use the ghost jade to temporarily seal the ghost bride, so when he looked in the mirror, the ghost bride naturally appeared in the mirror.

Seeing that nothing happened, at this moment, when Fangzheng turned his head to find the person who reminded him just now, something seemed to flash past in the mirror in front of him, but it was so fast that even Fangzheng didn't fully see it. Find out what it is.

Just as the things in the mirror flashed by, the red hijab of the ghost bride in the mirror seemed to be blown by the wind, shaking slightly.

Fangzheng was taken aback by this sudden scene, and he didn't have the time to look for the second person for a while. He put on a serious expression, because the ghost bride's body had other movements, and this was the first time he encountered it!

What is in this mirror, why did the man remind him not to look at it? And why, a long time ago, the monks in the temple did not hesitate to mutilate their eyes, not to face the things in the mirror, but also tried their best to destroy the mirror

(end of this chapter)