Jiang Mo and the others planned to enter the temple again at night, so they didn't go far. After the day passed, the sun set again, and several people boarded the sand dune again. But there are broken walls and ruins, and there is no trace of the temple.

"It's gone." Jiang Mo frowned and said something.

But Zhu Baiyi's perception was clearer than Jiang Mo's. She found that the temple had completely disappeared from the time and space in the morning. She closed her eyes and sensed it for a moment, and the vague traction let her know that the current location of the temple was far away. She opened her eyes and took a look at where the temple was at this time, without explaining too much: "Follow me." While speaking, Yukong flew away to the north.

When the other three saw this, they didn't have time to ask, so they chased after him.

The cultivation of the four is not low, and there is no need to hide anything right now, so they are naturally flying extremely fast.

In contrast, Yun Qingyue was originally the lowest among the four, and he was likely to be left behind quickly under the rapid flight.

Qing Yu found out, and was about to reach out to help his apprentice, but found that Jiang Mo had already extended a helping hand. She glanced at the two with complicated eyes, but in the end she didn't pay much attention, just pretending that she didn't see it, and continued to fly forward.

On the other side, Jiang Mo had already put his arms around Yun Qingyue's slender waist. In the end, before Yun Qingyue could push her away in embarrassment, her ears turned red, and the hands around the senior sister's waist felt extremely uncomfortable. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took it back, and grabbed the senior sister's wrist instead: "Senior sister, let me take you with me, the suzerain is flying too fast."

Yun Qingyue wasn't trying to be pushy, so he agreed, but his gaze stayed on Jiang Mo's red ears for a moment. The latter naturally felt it, and the bases of his ears, which were already red, turned even redder, almost bleeding.

The system had a panoramic view of all this, and uttered a sentence in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Nothing!"

Jiang Mo was not happy to hear that, but to be honest, she was timid, and she didn't dare to offend too much if she wanted to get close to her senior sister. For example, holding small hands is fine, but stealing kisses and eating tofu is not.

It's also fortunate that she has a sense of proportion, even though Yun Qingyue has actually seen her plan clearly, she didn't reject her thousands of miles away because of this.

With Jiang Mo's help, Yun Qingyue finally kept up with the speed of the few people. A few streamers of light flashed across the sky, and some monks passing by in the desert below saw this scene, and thought it was a mistake.

After thousands of miles, when the sun had completely set and the Huoshaoyun in the sky lost its original brilliance, Jiang Mo and the others finally saw the familiar temple again. At this time, it no longer stands on the vast yellow sand, but is located on the top of a vast snow-capped mountain. On the towering snow-capped mountains, the temples with red walls and yellow tiles are particularly eye-catching. Under the last ray of sunlight, they seem to add three points of holiness.

Jiang Mo and the others stood in the air, still looking up at the temple, feeling a little bit of a pilgrimage in a daze. If he hadn't personally experienced it last night, who would have thought that so many strange things would happen in this temple?

Lost in a daze for a moment, Jiang Mo murmured: "This temple is really..."

What it was, she couldn't say it for a while, but it was nothing more than the word "violation" - the piety and kindness of the monks in the temple during the day, the strange and ferocious abbot she saw with her own eyes at night, and the monster that the survivors said. There is something weird about this temple. But in addition to being frightening, seeing the scene at this time can not help but make people feel a lot of inquiry.

Yun Qingyue could probably guess what was going on in her heart, and held her hand behind her back, with a slight reassurance: "It's nothing, as long as you have kind thoughts in your heart, this temple will not do anything to us."

Do you have kind thoughts in your heart?

Jiang Mo blinked thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, he realized that there was nothing wrong with what he said—they knocked on the door politely yesterday, and the monks in the temple didn't make things difficult, so they let them in. Those wing rooms at night are also safe. In other words, if there were no night visits from the disciples of the Nine Nether Sect, they might not have encountered those strange things at all.

There are also three elders. When she first entered the Daxiong Palace, when she encountered the old monk, the old monk never made a move. It wasn't until she shot again and again and knocked out the Buddha's light on the old monk's body, that she released the ferocious monster under the Buddha's nature!

At this time, calm down and think about it, and found that what happened to those people was all their own fault. And although the group of them also had a heart of inquiry, they entered the temple without any malice, and they didn't have any embarrassment when they left each other this morning.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo suddenly felt relieved, and when he looked at the temple on the top of the mountain, his eyes seemed to light up a little.

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Before the sky cleared, several people knocked on the gate of the temple again, and the dull sound was heard far above the snow-capped mountains.

Everyone waited for a few breaths, then the closed temple door was opened, and a bald head poked out from the temple door, who was the little monk who sent them away this morning? It's just that he looked at the few people with strange eyes, and he was not surprised to see them again. He blinked and looked at several people, and asked like yesterday: "A few benefactors knocked on the door, what's the matter?"

Jiang Mo and the others looked at each other calmly, and Zhu Baiyi took the initiative to step forward and said, "It's getting late, I'm passing by here, and I want to spend the night in your temple, I wonder if the little master can be accommodating?"

When the little novice heard this, a distressed look appeared on his face: "I can't be the master of this matter, I need to report to the host, and please wait for a few benefactors."

After saying this, he closed the temple door again like yesterday, and ran away.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away behind the temple gate, knowing that it would take a while for the little novice to come back, the few of them took this opportunity to communicate. Jiang Mo couldn't hold back at first, and asked a few people with a wrinkled face: "What's the matter, this little novice doesn't remember us?"

Zhu Baiyi was not surprised. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while before saying, "This temple must have fallen into some kind of reincarnation."

The reincarnation in her mouth is naturally not the reincarnation of life and death, but a kind of reincarnation in time. To put it simply, the temple, including the spirits inside, is caught in a closed time loop. They have no past, no future, and they always repeat the same day...or their cognition always repeats the same day, so they don't remember who they are, and they have similar reactions when they encounter similar things.

Jiang Mo half-understood, but unfortunately before he had time to ask in detail, he heard footsteps coming from the temple gate again. After a while, the gate of the temple opened again, and two familiar faces were revealed, which were the two monks who had received them yesterday.

The two monks also did not recognize them, and their actions were as straightforward as yesterday. After the eleventh salute, they said again: "The abbot has agreed to stay here for a few nights, and a few benefactors to come into the temple with me."

While speaking, the little novice pushed open the temple door, revealing the situation in the temple again.

The situation in the temple was indeed the same as yesterday, without the slightest change. There was not a grain of yellow sand in this temple yesterday, and there is not even half a piece of snow in this temple today. When standing outside the temple, you can still feel the coldness of the snow-capped mountains, but as soon as you step into the gate of the temple, the wind, snow and cold are all shut out. The temple is as warm as before, neither hot nor cold.

This temple became a world by itself, Jiang Mo looked at the Daxiong Palace not far away, and vaguely understood Zhu Baiyi's words.

The two monks led the way, and the four of them passed by the Daxiong Hall again. This time, no one looked into the Daxiong Hall. But even so, they still felt a line of sight following them all the way.

Maybe, not everyone doesn't remember them?

This thought flashed through several people's minds, but no one looked back at this moment. They just pretended not to notice, and continued to follow the two monks, but as expected, they were taken to the guest room again, and the words were the same as yesterday: "It's getting late today, and the benefactors, please be early." Rest now, the poor monk is going to go to evening class too."

Naturally, the few people did not keep them, and politely sent them away, and then looked back at the rooms, their hearts sank—although they never opened the door to check, but only for a moment, they found that these rooms are all empty!

Jiang Mo took the lead to take a few steps forward, walked to the survivor's house this morning, and pushed it away with a raised hand.

I saw that the furnishings in the house were simple and tidy. Not only were the tables, chairs and beds neatly arranged, but they also looked as if they hadn't been moved for a long time. As for the survivors who huddled in the corner in the morning, including the blood stains all over the floor, they all disappeared completely. It was as if that person had never existed, and it seemed that the memory of this morning was all Jiang Mo's illusion.

Those memories were naturally not illusions. Jiang Mo frowned seriously, and after checking to no avail, he pushed open several other doors one after another. Those were the houses that had been occupied this morning, but now they are all empty, and there is no trace left.

"This..." Jiang Mo finally accepted this reality, his expression was surprised, a little scared, and there was a faint trace of regret.

The people of Jiuyou Sect had nothing to do with them, and Jiang Mo didn't care about the life or death of those people. After they decided to stay, whether those people lived or died had nothing to do with her. But what she saw in the temple this morning was not only the disciples of Jiuyou Sect, but also Tan Xin!

Yes, she saw Tan Xin in the Daxiong Palace. It's a pity that I glanced at him at that time, and didn't recognize him immediately among a group of bald heads. It wasn't until the few people left the temple and the temple disappeared that she vaguely remembered that the familiar side face belonged to Tan Xin—at that time, she couldn't do anything, she only hoped that the little monk would stay in the temple and be fine, but when she came back, she found Everyone is gone.

Jiang Mo's heart couldn't help but sink, even though she and Tan Xin didn't have that deep friendship, after all, they were the ones who shared adversity several times. She always did not want the other party to have an accident, but unfortunately the result was not satisfactory.

"Let's go, go back to the wing room first, it may not be safe outside." Yun Qingyue reached out and grabbed her, leading her into the wing room.

Jiang Mo was a little depressed. She looked at her senior sister, then at Zhu Baiyi, and asked, "Is it possible for those people to survive this morning?"

No one can give an answer to this question, but they all understand what she cares about. Yun Qingyue was not as pessimistic as she was, and comforted him: "Not necessarily. Tan Xin is a disciple of the Buddha after all, he will come and stay, there is always his consideration."

Jiang Mo thought for a while, this was the other party's choice, and she really couldn't care so much, so she nodded now and stopped entangled. Immediately afterwards, he changed the subject and asked, "Then shall we go out tonight?"

Zhu Baiyi and Qing Yu looked at each other and said in unison: "Get out!"