Five thousand three hundred thirty-eight chapters deep mountain ancient temple
In the dim woods, Wan Lin and Feng Dao saw through the night vision sight of the gun. The walls of the ancient temple in front of him were mottled, many wall skins had fallen off, the bricks on the top of the wall were uneven, and the wooden fishes came from the temple.
The sound was slow and powerful, and it hit Wan Lin and his two hearts like a drumstick.
Amid the low sound of wooden fish, Wan Lin and the others were hiding behind the tree, secretly lifting their internal strength to fight against the sound of wooden fish. They looked at the somewhat dilapidated building in front of them, and a look of relief appeared on their faces.
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Both of them realized that this was a temple hidden in the deep mountains and forests. Moreover, the sound of wooden fish was faintly heard in the temple, which shows that the monks in the temple are still alive, and there are probably monks who are well versed in it.
, otherwise the sound of the wooden fish being knocked out would not be so low and breathtaking.
At this moment, two faint blue lights suddenly flashed in the dim starlight on the towering ridge of the temple. Wan Lin stared at the blue dots flashing from the roof in front, and a ray of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
I understood that Xiaohua had already reconnaissed the temple for a while, and no abnormalities were found around the temple.
He looked at the wind knife behind the tree beside him and waved forward, then came out from under the tree. The head wolf beside him and the wolves around him also stood up suddenly. Wan Lin quickly reached out to hold the head wolf beside him.
The wolf head is pressed down hard.
The head wolf, who had just stood up in the dark, immediately bent his legs from the force coming from above his head, grinned and lay back in the darkness. Wan Lin then crawled out from under the dark tree.
Wan Lin ran a few steps under the dark wall, kicked the woodland beneath his body, and his body rose into the air with a "whisper" sound, and appeared on the high wall in an instant. The wind knife hidden behind the tree
He raised his gun and stared at the dim wall around him, his fingers tightly on the trigger.
Just as Wan Lin jumped up onto the wall and was about to jump down, "Ao!" A roar suddenly rang out from the dark temple. The wind knife, who raised his gun to aim at the wall, was shocked, and he suddenly came out from under the tree.
The wind knife rushed under the wall like a smog. He then stood up and rushed up. He stuck out his left hand and grabbed the wall on the side of Wanlin. He quickly climbed up the wall, squatted on the wall, raised his gun and glanced into the temple.
Under the dim moonlight, a black shadow was rushing from the door of a hall in the courtyard and pounced under the wall like lightning. Feng Dao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he could see at a glance that the rushing shadow was actually
It is a rare tiger in this mountain!
The tiger rushed under the wall and rushed upwards. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed straight to Wan Lin who was squatting on the wall and bit it. The two big mouths that were sparsely almost bit Wan Lin's calves.
Feng Dao, who had just jumped up to the wall, was shocked. He moved the muzzle and was about to pull the trigger. Wan Lin, who was squatting on the wall, saw Feng Dao suddenly move the muzzle and aim at the tiger that was rushing towards him. He raised his hand and grabbed Feng Dao.
Arm. He knew in his heart that with Xiaohua here, no beast could hurt him and the other two.
Sure enough, a blue light shone through the darkness like lightning. The little flower pounced directly on the high roof and appeared in an instant on the sky above the rising tiger's head. Its right claw raised was lying hard on the tiger's raised head.
"Ao..." The tiger in the air wailed in the flashing blue light and went straight to the yard to fall. It rolled on the ground a few times, and then rushed up fiercely from the ground. Its front legs slammed the ground
, and then he kicked his hind legs hard, and then he was about to pounce on a ball of black shadow that fell to the side.
At this moment, the little flower had fallen to the ground, and it rushed up again like a spring, and a blue beam of light suddenly shot out from its eyes, and rushed straight to the tiger that was about to rise.
When the tiger saw the blue light pounce on it again, a ray of fear flashed suddenly in its eyes. It suddenly turned around and ran to the door of the hall behind it, looking very embarrassed, and the escaped figure brought a gust of wind.
When Xiaohua saw the other party suddenly escape, it suddenly let out a deafening roar, twisted in the air and chased the tiger. Amid Xiaohua's deafening roar, a harsh wolf howl sounded in the mountains.
Black shadows flew out from the surrounding woods, and birds perched on the branches flew towards the surroundings.
Wan Lin saw the little flower chasing behind the tiger like lightning. He quickly made a sharp eagle slut and greeted the little flower back. The little flower, who had already pounced behind the tiger, heard the eagle slut, and suddenly pushed the tiger's butt in front of him.
, her body shot back like lightning.
When the little flower fell into the yard, it stood up and ran up again. In a blink of an eye, it had already rushed to Wan Lin's shoulders on the wall. Blue light appeared in its eyes, and its expression was fiercely staring at the tiger running towards the door of the hall.
At this moment, the sound of wooden fish coming from the hall suddenly became low, and Wan Lin's heart trembled suddenly. The sound of wooden fish was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.
The wind knife squatting on the wall next to him also suddenly shook for a moment, and he was about to jump into the yard.
The tiger that fled to the entrance of the hall also stopped suddenly with the sound of wooden fish. It turned around and opened its mouth wide, staring at Wan Lin with a fierce look, completely gone as it was as embarrassed as before.
Wan Lin was shocked in the dark! He quickly lifted his true energy, reached out and grabbed Feng Dao's arm that was about to jump into the courtyard and whispered: "Lift up the true energy! Be prepared for combat, there are masters of internal skills in this temple." He followed
He raised his hand and held down the little flower that was about to rush out with the wind knife.
Before Wan Lin finished speaking, the sound of wooden fish from the hall suddenly disappeared. "Amitabha!" A deafening Buddha's chant followed the sound of the hall, and a red light of fire also lit up from the dark hall.
A short, white-haired old monk followed the hall, and two tall young monks holding torches behind them, strode behind them.
The old monk walked to the steps and stopped, put his hands together to his chest. He raised his gray eyebrows and looked at Wan Lin and Feng Dao squatting on the wall.
Then a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, staring at the spears in Wan Lin and his two people's hands, and said in a deep voice with a blank expression: "Hehe, I didn't expect that in this wilderness, there were even experts who visited this temple. Since I'm here, I'm here.
Now, then please come down!”
The old monk was not very loud, but every word was like a sound in Wanlin and Fengdao's ears, and both of them were "buzzing" in the sound.
The old monk said, and a light suddenly appeared in his slightly closed eyes. He looked straight at the little flower with blue light on Wan Lin's shoulders and eyes, and a look of astonishment followed in his eyes.
On the dim wall, Wan Lin and Feng Dao heard the sound of the old monk carrying strong internal force. Both of them looked at each other in shock, and they followed and jumped lightly under the wall.