Chapter 115: The Desolate Temple Boy
The wilderness is calm and desolate, and the mist outside the dilapidated temple is covered with layers of mist, and no starlight can be seen.
Therefore, even though there are lit bonfires in the temple, the lights around still appear dim and cold.
The temple is full of mottled and paint strips, and the simple walls are exposed with dark mottled mud. Obviously, it is a long time ago, and the temple has long been abandoned.
The dark night was deep, and there was a young man leaning against the wall in the small temple, closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.
The boy's face was calm, but he frowned slightly, as if he had accidentally dreamed of something bad.
Darkness, endless darkness everywhere.
Only in the depths of the darkness there was a faint light of fire, and the flames were burning rapidly and violently.
However, even so, the flames could not break through the heavy shackles of darkness, and vaguely, but became even more gloomy and terrifying everywhere.
There was a man standing in the dark, a very white-skinned boy who looked elegant and gentle, like a celebrity from Jiangnan Road, with an unspeakable graceful demeanor.
The boy's lips were very rosy, rosy and even a little charming. When paired with his elegant and delicate facial features, it made people feel very impressive at first sight.
The boy walked forward step by step, his steps were steady and firm.
Gradually, the flames got closer and closer, and the boy could even clearly see a corpse burning inside, and a strange smell of meat like barbecue came from his nose.
If it were ordinary people who would have been panicked and even lost their minds in such a terrifying environment, they would have been confused. However, the boy was in a strange state of calmness, calmness and freedom, and even he himself was a little unexpected.
The young man's handsome face was covered with a pure coldness and ruthlessness.
Silently, there were many more people and many more burning buildings in the darkness.
If it was originally just a little fire, then it would seem like it was rolling into a sea of burning fire in an instant.
The balls of devouring flames illuminated the fierce faces of the soldiers beside them, and also illuminated the sharp blades in their hands.
They were dressed in black and covered in blood. They were sneering and slaughtering all opposition forces that resisted and did not resist, with cold murderous intent everywhere.
A samurai with minimal equipment resisted, and behind him, the cry of fear of women and children came from the room.
The soldiers in black smiled grimly and did not hesitate. A few soldiers stepped forward and surrounded him.
As the dazzling sword light flashed, before he could react, the long sword slashed hard on him.
The middle-aged warrior felt a pain in his body, and blood immediately splattered out, and his body could no longer stand. With deep fear, he couldn't help but fall backwards.
The samurai who fell to the ground let out a grief of unwillingness before his death, his eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness. A large amount of blood flowed like a spring, touching the burning black wood beside him, making a strange "sizzling" sound.
The soldiers ignored the blood and resentment, and the air screamed again, and the long sword waved down again, making the murderous intent!
On the ground, human corpses were lying everywhere, including old people, children, women, and even monks.
At this time, the limbs were stacked together, and the blood was scattered. Even the air seemed to be filled with bloody and stinky mist. The whole scene was as bloody and terrifying as a slaughterhouse.
However, in this hellish scene, there was a figure standing still. Even the bloodthirsty soldiers in black dared not approach, and they seemed extremely leisurely and quiet in the hustle and bustle.
Some soldiers occasionally see them from afar, and their pupils are also filled with fanaticism and fear.
The boy looked at him in a slant, but the figure was always facing away from him. The darkness on his body was deep and vast, even darker than the dark empty void, and it was completely unseen.
At this moment, the unfathomable figure suddenly turned back and seemed to have discovered the boy. His eyes froze and he looked straight over, and the two eyes collided in the air.
I saw that his face was a little pale and his expression was indifferent. There seemed to be a blazing black flame in his eyes, with an incredible and strange charm.
Behind him were the surging tongues of fire and collapsed building ruins, with a glamorous and confident look at him. At this moment, he looked over with a kind of ruthlessness and indifference that looked down on thousands of living beings.
After a closer look, his face was exactly the same as the boy, but the temperaments of the two were very different.
The young man suddenly heard the sound of a howling cold wind, and there was a faint noise and shrill roar of evil ghosts. The overwhelming momentum came towards him, and his eyes were filled with surging evil spirits, which made people feel trembling and chill.
In this violent and violent aura like a storm, the young man was like a light boat, floating and shaking involuntarily in the violent sea. It seemed that as long as a wave hit, he would easily be swept into the boundless sea.
The next moment, the evil man suddenly smiled slightly.
At the same time, the whole world seemed to shake for a while, and then everything suddenly condensed, including the man's sudden smile.
Everything in front of me is like an ink painting, and then the colors gradually peel off and fall off, and the fire, soldiers, and blood all disappear until they become nothingness.
After waking up, the boy breathed heavily, his heart beat violently, and cold sweat oozed out of his body.
The boy frowned. The smell of death made him feel suffocated, as if life was about to completely die in the next moment.
Suddenly, the bonfire twisted aside and the shadow seemed to condense into the figure of the man again.
The boy shook his head, and the phantom in front of him instantly shattered, everything was just a sequelae of the dream.
Reality and illusion, dreams and reality seem to overlap.
However, in the boy's heart, the figure like a demon could not be removed for a long time and was engraved in his heart.
"Are you okay?" There were guards in the temple to watch the night. At this time, when the boy suddenly woke up, he couldn't help but ask.
When the boy heard this, he was silent for a moment, his eyes were hiding in shock and returned: "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."
The guard's eyes flashed, nodded without saying anything, "This young man joined in the cargo, and his origin is unknown."
"Originally, my small caravan was not ready to accept it, but the young man was very generous in his actions. The head of the caravan said, asking him to accompany him all the way, so he could take care of him."
"After all, I am just an escort who is hired, so I can't object directly. Just be more careful and alert."
Chapter completed!