Don't force me to quit the group!

The Taoist monk grinned, "It's just a gray wolf, it's quite big, but it doesn't like brushing its teeth, and it has bad breath."

He Wei: ...

So what, why the more I listen to it, the more wrong it becomes.

If he remembered correctly, last night probably, seemed, seemed, there was indeed a big bad wolf trying to trick him.

But now it should be reformed through labor in Jiuyou, as for how long it will take to come out...

I heard that Jiuyou's management of the Yaozu is quite strict, like the big bad wolf, it may be slower to wait for him to come out than to see him after the eminent monk has passed away.

So...

"never seen it."

He Wei lied sincerely, and even changed the topic wittily in order to avoid the other party bringing up the matter again.

"I'm here to do the show. Didn't our show team come up to deliver things before? Shouldn't I have told you about our live broadcast?"

The eminent monk felt a little regretful, "I said it before, come with me."

He Wei patted his buttocks and stood up, and just took two steps when he remembered that he still had teammates.

"By the way, Master, I still have a few teammates. Have you seen them?"

The master shook his head, "The poor monk has never seen anyone else."

That's right, he only heard the voices of those people, but he didn't see what they looked like.

He Wei was just asking casually. After all, he was the weakest member of the team. If he was able to keep up with such a good job, it wouldn't make them unlucky!

He put this matter behind him and went to Wayao Temple with the master.

As for why He Wei didn't doubt it, one is that the face of this eminent monk is really deceptive, he looks like a serious and good person, and the other party took out the key of the door familiarly, how can this be? It doesn't look like a fake either.

In addition, they had read the information before going up the mountain. The mountain was surrounded by fog all year round, and no one else lived on it except this eminent monk.

Of course, the process of the program crew going up the mountain is hard to describe, and the director didn't mention it to save himself some face.

He Wei stared at the simple and unsophisticated temple gate, his eyes straightened.

Why use quaint, because he can't think of other adjectives other than these two words. After all, although the gate looks magnificent, it has been in disrepair for a long time and there are a few big holes on the door. There is really no need to use a lock.

The color on the gate has faded a lot, now only some residual red is left, and the courtyard wall outside is covered with green plants, which is lush but does not make people feel fresh and elegant, but has an indescribable depressive feeling. Sensation, as if there's something hidden inside, just waiting to strike you dead.

He Wei only glanced at it and then withdrew his eyes, his heart pounding.

"come in."

After the eminent monk finished speaking, he took the lead to enter the temple. What He Wei didn't realize was that as soon as the other party entered, the shadow under his feet disappeared, but the green plants moved as if they were alive.

In view of his indescribably wonderful physique, He Wei swallowed, feeling that he was jumping back and forth on the edge of life and death.

He dared not go in or go out, so he sat down on the threshold of the gate.And in order to prevent his back from being attacked, he directly spread his legs, one side was in the temple, and the other side was outside the temple, with his back against the gate, listening to six directions, seeing all directions, and highly concentrated.

At that time, Song Yizhou and Bo Chen were fighting countless vines.

Obviously they were still talking together just now, but they dispersed in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, Bo Chen was with Song Yizhou before, and when they sensed something was wrong, they clasped their hands tightly, so they were not separated.

They followed the road up the mountain, but found that the surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker. Before they could react, countless vines attacked under the cover of Dawu.

Bochen backhanded a fire talisman and threw it out, and the two cooperated tacitly so that they could not lose the wind for a while.

After finally fighting a bloody path, he saw a bald head walking fast in front of him after just a few steps on the net, no matter how they yelled, they didn't respond.

Song Yizhou was furious, "Who is this!"

He knew that every time he recorded a show, there would be no good things, and this time it was unlucky, he could hit the right place for a vacation, with this luck, is there any other requirement for him to become the richest man in the world?

Pochen frowned, and just when he was about to comfort him, he heard another rustling sound behind him.

"Run!"

He shouted, took Song Yizhou's hand and walked towards the monk just now.

And behind them are dense vines that cover the sky and the sun.

At the same time, Ye Yintang also fell into an illusion.

Inside are endless tall trees and rough and difficult paths, and he is running hard.

There was endless darkness everywhere, he couldn't see anything, he could only hear his heavy breathing and the sound of swallowing saliva behind him.

After an unknown amount of time, he was exhausted to the extreme but he still didn't dare to stop, but the voice behind him was getting closer.

Two meters, one meter...

Closer, he could already feel the liquid dripping on his neck, and he could smell the stench from the tip of his nose.

Just when he felt that he must die, a yard suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was light in it!

He could even see a well in the middle of the yard.

At this time, a huge suction came, and when he recovered, he was already standing in the yard.

And the darkness behind him and the things in the darkness receded like a tide.

He felt someone touching his head, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

In an instant, everything faded quickly like a photo, dried and dissipated, and when Ye Yintang opened his eyes, he found that he was still standing in the same place.

And in front of him, there is also a path as rough and uneven as in the illusion.

Ye Yintang's expression was calm, and he tightened his hand holding the long sword. In the next second, he had already stepped on it...

On the other side, He Wei waited and waited, but no one came. The eminent monk entered the temple and never came out again.

For a moment, He Wei didn't know whether he was glad that the other party didn't come out, or he was afraid that he didn't come out.

There is no signal in this ghost place, so he can only play some small games that come with him.

After an unknown amount of time, when he was already dozing off from playing, Ye Yintang and the others finally appeared.

The clothes of Song Yizhou and Bo Chen were torn a few times, it looked like they were cut open by something, they were also in a mess.

Especially Song Yizhou, after careful grooming, my hair was already wet with sweat and drooped limply. He Wei laughed when he saw him. What is the difference between this and a dog with wet fur?

Ye Yintang still had the same face that didn't change face before the Taishan collapse, but if you observe carefully, you can find that the other party is also a little panting.

"Little Weizi! Why are you here?"

Song Yizhou exaggeratedly ran over and looked at the person over and over again. The other party was looking leisurely as if he was on vacation.

In contrast, they are as tired as dead dogs, these are simply two worlds!

He Wei smiled innocently, "I saw an eminent monk, he brought me up."

"Monk?"

Song Yizhou gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed a fierce look, "Is he bald and wearing a gray cloth?"

He Wei was pleasantly surprised, "You saw it too? Then why didn't you..."

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed the rest of the words, because he had already seen that Song Yizhou's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Just when he was about to get angry, Ye Yintang came up, "Go in first, something is wrong with this place."

He didn't stop walking, He Wei hurriedly followed, looking at the person in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

Song Yizhou had no choice but to hold back his breath, thinking that he would trouble him again when he saw this person again.

A group of people entered the temple, Bo Chen turned and closed the door.

Seen from a distance, they seemed to have walked into the mouth of a giant beast. The thick fog outside had cleared, followed by thick darkness.

As soon as the green plants on the fence touched the darkness, they immediately swayed wildly.

When everyone entered the courtyard, Ye Yintang saw that there was also a well in the courtyard, and his eyes flickered immediately.

But He Wei looked around, "Strange, why is this eminent monk missing?"

The most important thing is that everything in this courtyard is very old, as if it has not been lived in for a long time, even the tables, chairs and benches are covered with dust.

The place of Wayao Temple is not small, there is only an open-air courtyard in front of it, and a large hall in front, the strange thing is that all the treasure elephants inside are those of Jiuyou.

Don't ask why He Wei knows, just ask because there are people underneath!

Passing through the main hall, there are tile-burning kilns at the back. There are 10 kilns in a row, standing there completely.

The kiln is covered by green plants, leaving only the position of the furnace mouth, which looks like graves.

No matter how you look at this scene, it doesn't feel like a serious temple. He Wei looked away after a quick glance, and his eyes fell on a huge acacia tree not far to the right.

The tree is tens of meters high, and the canopy is layered upon layer, covering the sky and the sun, and the exposed roots are like dragons and tigers.

The walls of this temple are not high. Logically speaking, such a tall tree should be visible from the outside, but when they entered just now, no one noticed it.

At this time, the big tree was covered with red ribbons.

"This, this is too strange..."

He Wei murmured in amazement.

Ye Yintang glanced at him with some appreciation in his eyes.

It seems that this person's talent is really good, and he can see something wrong with this tree just by looking at it.

However, at the next moment, He Wei continued: "This Wayao Temple is talking about protecting ancient kilns, but those who enshrined Jiuyou outside may be begging the other party to bless them for a few more years, and that's fine. , there is actually an acacia tree inside!"

"This is too outrageous. For a temple, the business of marriage, history, etc. has been done, and there is no way for others to survive."

As soon as the words fell, the corners of Ye Yintang's raised mouth fell back again.

What is he looking forward to and gratified about?

At this time, a sudden gust of wind came, the acacia tree was blown rustling, and the streamers fluttered with the wind.

Of course, if He Wei hadn't caught a falling streamer and saw the words written on it, he might really think this scene is quite beautiful.