Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

The craftsman seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit at the moment. He was silent under the pillar and his eyes were a little distracted. After a long time, I realized that his face was as white as a dead man, staring straight at the carved patterns under the eaves. , muttering something in his mouth.

But even if I leaned in front of him, I couldn't hear clearly.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

I tugged at him.

"No, I don't know anything..."

As soon as the craftsman finished saying this, he fell directly to the ground, twitching constantly. I lowered my head and saw that the man was still foaming at the mouth, as if he was poisoned.

I quickly helped him up, but he looked more like he was poisoned. There seemed to be something wandering around his face, which was particularly scary.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

The rest of the surrounding craftsmen also hurried over.

"You were fine just now, what's your effort now?"

"That's it, poisoned?"

On the side, those people were talking about something with fear on their faces. Suddenly, the people around them came over, all looking panicked.

"Could it be that I said something I shouldn't have said? That would offend the gods..."

Someone said something accidentally.

"Is he possessed by evil spirits?" A group of people murmured. At this time, no one dared to approach the craftsman.

"What happened?"

Soon, a group of monks came over, and there was also a supervisor. I had never seen this person before. He looked serious and stared at us, "Why, one by one, the construction deadline is approaching, and they have stopped working. They are gathering around here." What to do?”

"Master, this person... seems to be possessed by evil... poisoned!"

I said.

"What?" The man puffed his beard and stared. He walked over and took a look, then ordered a few monks to carry the man away in a hurry and walked to the back of the temple.

"Don't look at it, it's all work."

After saying that, the monk who oversaw the work walked away without looking back.

I didn't see the craftsman for the next few days, but I was still thinking about what the craftsman said. If it was true that he had seen the so-called scriptures and relics, could it be that the mysterious man really put the relics away? At the temple?

This Daci'en Temple is getting weirder and weirder.

Some buildings in the front yard were also successfully completed within a few days of work, but some places in the backyard were not allowed to go to us. They just said that the repairs were completed, and even I was kicked out. Out of the temple.

The temple was sealed immediately.

No one can even enter or exit, it seems that no one exists here at all. There were also many people on alert around the temple, and I vaguely felt that something big was going to happen here. Things are a bit weird, I think it's better to go back and discuss it with the old man before making a decision.

Inn, midnight.

When I opened the door, the old man was picking out his teeth. I think he felt a little bored these days. I mentioned my confusion over the past few days, wondering what he might have planned.

"Ahem."

The old man stared at me and said, "Since you know that the relic is inside, why don't you just go in and steal it?"

"this……"

What he said was true.

Rather than sit here and wait for death, we might as well take the initiative, so I thought deeply, "Could it be that you have had this plan for a long time?"

"No, nothing?"

When the old man heard this, he waved his hands directly, as if he was in a panic, "You want to die, so don't hold me back. How can I get in there?"

"Hey, I said you kid is really planning to steal at night... I'm just saying it, don't take it seriously." The old man stretched his waist and seemed a little sleepy, "This matter is beyond our control. never mind……"

"Could it be..."

I'm a little angry.

"Go to sleep. There is something that cannot be solved by sleeping. If so, just sleep a little longer."

The old man sighed.

"Forget it, if you don't go, I will." I glared at him.

"Bang!"

When I was about to go out, I deliberately knocked the door hard.

"Hey, I asked you, kid, why don't you let me sleep well..."

…

On Chang'an Street, the surroundings were very deserted, perhaps because of the strange things that happened in the past two days, and the news of those who died collectively was also blocked. Firstly, it may be because of the tourists, but secondly, I don’t want this matter to become a big deal, so I plan to resolve it internally.

But how can things be so simple?

However, the local vendors here unconsciously close their doors once it gets dark, so the only people you can see on the street are the few tourists.

Everyone looked around in surprise.

"Hey, wait!"

I happened to walk to the door of a shop and saw the shop owner panicking about to close the door, so I quickly stopped him.

"This... we're closed. If you have anything to do, please come early tomorrow."

The man pushed me away.

"No, if you close the shop just after dark, wouldn't it be a waste of this shop?" I asked.

"Are you from out of town?"

The man glanced at me, stared around, and seemed a little cautious when he spoke, "Well, let me tell you, it's so late at night, it's better to go back to sleep and stop wandering around."