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Add to that the cawing of crows that seemed to come from nowhere, their "squeak, squeak" sending chills down one's spine.

Suddenly, the gate of Lanruo Temple opened automatically, and a dark, shadowy thing rushed towards Chen Ziwen and his companion.

"what!"

Yuechi screamed in terror and ran behind Chen Ziwen.

Chen Ziwen was a little scared, but not enough to make his legs go weak. Besides, he had the ability to dodge, so he wasn't worried.

He noticed that when the dark thing blew over, the plaque of Lanruo Temple seemed to light up for a moment, but because it was obscured by the mysterious dark thing, he could only vaguely perceive it.

"Whoosh!" The dark thing blew over, but it turned out to be not a ghost, but a cloud of dust.

Chen Ziwen had already covered his mouth and nose. After that thing was over, his body was covered in black grime, with those dark things clinging to his skin.

Yuechi coughed twice and relaxed when he realized he hadn't been attacked.

"Wenlang, what was that just now?"

Chen Ziwen did not answer, but walked to the plaque. The plaque was very ordinary, no different from those of other temples, but Chen Ziwen noticed that the plaque was very clean.

Considering the light just now, could it be that the plaque is cleaning away the dust? Was the dust actually blown out by the plaque?

Thinking of this, he said to Yuechi, "Yuechi, take this plaque down."

Although Yuechi was puzzled, she was very obedient and leaped down to take down the plaque and hand it to Chen Ziwen.

It feels quite heavy when you hold it in your hand.

It wasn't very heavy, but it had a sense of solemnity.

“This is a treasure,” Chen Ziwen concluded.

"Moon Pond, let's carry this plaque into the temple."

“Okay,” Yuechi said.

Upon entering the temple, they found a courtyard inside. From the entrance, the courtyard appeared very dark, surrounded by dense, towering trees that blocked out most of the sunlight, making it even darker than the area near the entrance.

But as the two men carried the plaque into the courtyard, they found that the surrounding darkness seemed to recede slowly as if it were a tangible substance.

"Wenlang, this plaque is truly a treasure!" Yuechi couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Chen Ziwen.

She didn't think she could find it, and after encountering that strange dust before, she was probably scared away.

Lanruo Temple is quite large, with three main buildings: east and west wing rooms, and the main hall on the north side.

The trees on the west side were particularly lush, and Chen Ziwen knew that it led to the mass grave. The east side was the first choice for those who came to stay here, and there was also a river there, which made the scholars feel more at ease and peaceful.

Of course, in the movie, the bearded Yan Chixia also lives here.

Chen Ziwen shouted loudly, "Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia..."

Chen Ziwen had intended to call out earlier at the temple gate, but he noticed the difference in the plaque and took it with him when he entered. Now, naturally, he needed to seek Yan Chixia's help.

Yuechi followed suit, having already learned on the way that Wenlang was looking for a senior named Yan Chixia.

The two called out to each other for a while, but only some crows responded with "cawing, cawing".

Chen Ziwen felt a pang of panic. No way, Yan Chixia went out? Are you kidding me?

But at that moment, countless wisps of dust suddenly swirled up in front of them.

Yuechi was startled and exclaimed, "A ghost! A ghost!"

In the eyes of the ancients, this was a ghost performing magic to harm people, but Chen Ziwen knew very well that it was just an ordinary tornado.

This situation is actually quite common. In open spaces, due to asymmetrical airflow, wind is generated, and as it rotates back and forth, it transforms into a tornado. This scene can often be seen in areas with a lot of garbage.

However, most of these tornadoes are not very powerful, and they usually stop spinning after a few rotations. Of course, there are some powerful ones that can spin and fly dozens of meters high and be tens of meters thick, which are terrifying.

Chen Ziwen pulled Yuechi to hide near the side room. This courtyard was neither very big nor very small, and it could very well form a waterspout five or six meters thick, which would be extremely powerful.

Yuechi was terrified and almost completely huddled in Chen Ziwen's arms.

If she hadn't yet established a relationship with Chen Ziwen, she would have been more self-reliant, but now that she had a man, her first choice was naturally to let her husband take care of things.

Chen Ziwen used the plaque to protect the two of them, as if it were a demon in the temple, while pressing his body against the side room to stay as far away from the tornado as possible.

Everything went as he expected. The waterspout lasted for a little over a minute, but before it could become a devastating tornado, it simply gave up.

However, strangely, the surrounding trees seemed to have grown wildly for hundreds of years in just a few minutes, completely obscuring the sky above the courtyard, plunging the entire Lanruo Temple into complete darkness.

"Om..."

The plaque lit up, accompanied by the sound of monks chanting sutras.

"Wenlang, is this plaque a Buddhist artifact?" Yuechi was initially frightened by the sudden darkness that made it impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face, but the Buddhist chants on the plaque and the light gave her a sense of security.

Chen Ziwen's heart was pounding, and his brows were furrowed.

He was excited, but also worried, when he discovered that the plaque was unusual.

This scene wasn't in the original movie; clearly, my butterfly act has caused some changes.

Although he seemed to have gained some benefit from obtaining a plaque, Chen Ziwen knew in his heart that this benefit was insignificant.

If this plaque were truly that impressive, then Lanruo Temple wouldn't have become a ghost temple.

Perhaps the plaque's power will only last so long, and it will soon crumble. The one he can truly rely on is still the bearded Yan Chixia.

“Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia…” Chen Ziwen shouted loudly.

At the same time, he led Yuechi toward the temple entrance. If Yan Chixia did not appear, they had to escape from here first.

As the two moved, the luster on the plaque began to dim, and at the same time, many "thump-thump" sounds rang out, as if many things were attacking the plaque.

"what!"

Yuechi suddenly cried out in surprise, her body leaning back rapidly. Even so, a lock of her hair was cut off.

Chen Ziwen quickly pulled Yuechi into his arms and ran as fast as he could.

Previously, entering through the gate and stepping into the courtyard was only a dozen meters away, but now they seemed to be a hundred meters away from the gate.

After running for a while, Chen Ziwen realized that the gate was still just as far away from them.

"Ghost hits the wall?"

"Wenlang, the plaque is getting heavier and heavier," Yuechi called out, her voice broken and intermittent due to the weight.

Chen Ziwen naturally understood this even better; Yuechi was holding the plaque, but he was holding Yuechi.

Sure enough, getting past the system wasn't going to be easy.

It's been so long, and Yan Chixia still hasn't shown up. It seems we can't rely on anyone else; we'll have to do it ourselves.

He put the moon pool down and looked at the plaque.

At this moment, the plaque was noticeably thicker, and the words "Lanruo Temple" were almost completely obscured by the black, unidentified object, with only a little bit of golden light remaining.

He tried to wipe the plaque, but found that the things on it were movable. As soon as he wiped one side, they moved to another side. Moreover, as he wiped, the things gradually solidified on the plaque and could not be wiped off.

"Ah, ah..."

Suddenly, a ghostly song rang out.

The singing, where did the singing come from?

Chen Ziwen looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yuechi's face tinged with a dark light. She resembled a geisha dancing freely at a ball, displaying her charm to the fullest, her eyes glazed over, completely immersed in her own world.

"Moon Pool, Moon Pool!" Chen Ziwen called out loudly.

Instead of regaining her senses, Yuechi seemed to be rewarded by the guests, dancing even more seductively with an increasingly enthusiastic smile on her face.

Chen Ziwen glanced at the plaque, which had almost completely turned black, gritted his teeth, and used the last bit of gold light on the plaque to smash into the Moon Pool.

Yuechi was sent flying backwards.

"Ah..." A painful cry came from Yuechi's body, and then she flew out of Yuechi's body.

Chen Ziwen threw the plaque out like a javelin.

With a loud crack, the plaque shattered into two pieces, and the last bit of golden light on it completely dissipated.

But the moment the plaque shattered, the entire Lanruo Temple trembled, and the black mist that had been obscuring everything opened up a small gap, allowing a glimpse of the location of the temple's main gate.

Chen Ziwen quickly picked up the Moon Pool from the ground and rushed towards the gate.

The darkness behind him seemed to materialize, constantly devouring the space behind Chen Ziwen, as if it were relentlessly chasing him.

Chen Ziwen felt his steps getting slower and slower, as if there was a huge suction force behind him.

This was not the time to conserve his skills, so Chen Ziwen quickly dodged towards the door.

The black substance, like a swamp, was desperately sucking Chen Ziwen in.

With a "pop," Chen Ziwen found himself stopped, still a few inches from the door. He quickly threw the moon pool out and simultaneously gripped the threshold with his hand.

The suction from behind grew stronger, and Chen Ziwen's body was lifted up, with only his ten fingers gripping the threshold of the temple door.

"Wenlang!" Yuechi exclaimed, rushing in to try and save Chen Ziwen's body.

"Don't come in!" Chen Ziwen shouted.

But Yuechi had already stepped into the temple, and the next moment, most of Yuechi's body was swallowed up by the black substance.

Chen Ziwen found that the force pulling him away had lessened considerably, and he fell to the ground. If he had used his hands to exert force, he could have easily leaped out of the temple.

Without hesitation, he turned and grabbed at Yuechi.

He could never do something like abandoning a woman.

The two people strayed from the temple gate, and suddenly the temple gate disappeared.

“Wenlang…” Yuechi couldn’t see Chen Ziwen, and the whole world was dark, but she could feel Chen Ziwen’s hand. She knew that in that instant, Chen Ziwen did not abandon her to escape alone, but chose to face the terror with her.

In this era, the husband is the head of the household, the man is the sky and the woman is the earth. It is taken for granted that women should make sacrifices for men, but it is extremely rare for men to make sacrifices for women.

At this moment, Yuechi's cheeks were covered in tears, and she held Chen Ziwen tightly.

"Don't be afraid, we will definitely leave here." Chen Ziwen thought Yuechi was scared, so he quickly comforted her.