The night is getting darker, the stars are hiding, and the world is pitch black.

An inconspicuous dilapidated temple on the roadside.

The lights swayed, and a figure inside sat quietly with his back to the door.

The wind outside the door whistled and whimpered, shaking the branches and falling leaves flying all over the sky.

The rapid sound of horse hooves came from a distance, Yan Qiulong rode alone, rushing with all his might in the dark night. The wind became louder and louder, and the more harsh it was, it sounded like a devil's roar.

He had already had some careless things, and when he heard the storm again, he felt even more upset and had a kind of hostility, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

"The dragon gate has fallen one after another. Someone must be deliberately targeting us. No matter who you are, I, Yan Qiulong, will definitely destroy you this time and will never be reborn."

He secretly hated him.

The wind was even more violent, and all the treetops were dancing wildly, like a demon swaying. Even the horse under the seat suddenly stopped and neighed uneasyly.

"The wind is louder again. Why is there such a strong wind in early autumn? Damn it!"

Yan Qiulong's heart was filled with anger, and even he was unaware of it.

Suddenly, he noticed that the dark shadows ahead were hazy and the lights were vaguely shining.

"There seems to be a family ahead, and they just happened to settle down, and they drove."

He urged the horse, rushed over, and soon came to the front of the light.

This is a dilapidated temple with peeling off the walls and the plaque above them also fell off.

He turned over and dismounted, quickly came to the door, and knocked on the temple door with force.

"Is anyone? I'm passing by here and want to settle down here, so please make some more convenient."

No response at all.

The wind whistled, whimpering, and seemed even more violent.

Yan Qiulong frowned and became even more resentful. He knocked on the door hard again, but no one responded.

In anger, he kicked open the temple door and strode in.

In the main hall.

A figure in a white robe sat quietly with his back to him.

"You're here?"

The white figure said dullly.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Yan Qiulong frowned and realized something was wrong.

He walked closer and suddenly his face changed.

"You ```"

This is actually a faceless person, with a flat front and no facial features. Against the backdrop of the light, he looks extremely weird.

Evil!

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and a palm.

Bang!

The muffled sound came, and before his palm could be blasted out, he flew backwards on the spot, smashed into the corner, vomiting blood, his face turned pale, and he was extremely shocked.

"Guess the big and the small."

The faceless man made a dull sound, and his right palm spread out and a dice appeared.

"Who are you?"

Yan Qiulong asked in shock.

"Guess the big and the small."

The faceless man continued.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Guess the big and the small."

The faceless man asked for the third time.

Yan Qiulong's face changed and he said in a low voice: "Small."

The faceless man threw the sieve in his hand and spun on the table, making a dripping sound, and stopped quickly.

Five o'clock!

"You lost."

The faceless man said dullly.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Qiulong's face changed, and he realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, he stepped on his feet, soared into the air and rushed towards the top of the temple.

ah!

Screams came, the lights swayed, the temple was dark and turbulent, and waves of gloomy aura filled the sky.

After a long time, a strange laugh came, "I have eyes, I have eyes."

"But I still lack a nose, ears and mouth."

The lights were jumping, and the outside world was still howling.

```

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the surroundings are silent.

Zhang Yuan shuttled across the roof and rushed towards the area where the paper-killing man disappeared a few days ago.

During the day, being pestered by a group of tourists from the world to give me guidance, which really gave me a headache for a while.

How could he know any advice? He is just a slut. Except for the mastery of the powerful eagle claw skills and the superb iron cloth shirt, he doesn't know anything about swordsmanship, swordsmanship, body skills, and boxing.

Tell me a lot.

Fortunately, the three little boys of the Ma family were beside him, and all the three little boys were doing their best for the things they were instructed. I added a few mysterious words from time to time. The listener made a group of tourists who were confused and finally got confused for the afternoon.

I made up my mind that I could not give advice to others at will in the future. It would be natural to fight, but if I give advice, I would not be able to discuss everything.

Soon, he approached the old street again, his body landed on a roof, his eyes looked like an eagle and falcon, looking towards the darkness ahead.

His internal power was used to exert his spiritual awareness to the extreme, and he could not hide any movements within two miles of the radius.

call!

It flashed by, and it was shuttled through the houses and searched one by one.

This area is full of old houses, with tiles of dark black. Many have cracked and even noisy. Most of the people living here are civilians who make a living by working hard.

After searching in one circle, more than half an hour passed.

Zhang Yuan stopped and frowned tightly.

Still no discovery.

"Did you really leave?"

It seems that the other party is not a fool either.

If this is the case, you can submit the task yourself.

He looked at the scroll in his mind, thinking about whether to submit it immediately.

Suddenly, his face changed and he showed a look of shock.

There are four names on the scroll, which are dimmed.

This is ````

"Someone has fallen?"

He was shocked, and four people fell after two days of watching.

There is one of them, who is very familiar.

Zhao Tao!

This is someone I met in Chunshen City, and he actually died.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly looked at the task list.

But I found that there was no prompt on the task list.

In other words, Longmen doesn’t know how these people died and where they died?

"how so?"

His heart was in a mess.
To be continued...