It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the winter sky was no longer so bright, but it was not close to evening. The brilliance fell on the ground, and the lake breeze blew gently, making people feel like they were returning to the morning.

The highways on the island are indeed as the fishman captive said, and the damage is not too serious. It is just that some places have cracked due to sun and rain, and some sections of the road have a lot of mud and dust.

For Jiang Baimian, who was riding a bicycle, the cold wind that made people's mind blowing in the morning was a small cold wind. On the left was a large number of farmland that spread to the foot of the mountain. On the right, you could see the vast lake through two rows of trees withered branches and leaves.

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Such a scenery and feeling made her mind open and her spirit feel relaxed.

If she hadn't been carrying a grenade gun or an assault rifle, she would have almost forgotten the purpose of this trip.

"It's a pity that it's winter now, and the farmlands and forests are not much green, otherwise it would definitely feel better." Jiang Baimian sighed while pedaling.

Shang Jianyao tried hard to prevent his bicycle from rushing too far, and thought for a while and said:

“Autumn may be more beautiful.”

"Why?" Jiang Baimian didn't expect that Shang Jianyao really chose a season.

Shang Jianyao answered calmly:

"There must be a lot of fruit on the tree."

"..." Jiang Baimian decided not to continue this topic and said instead, "It seems that the fish people have evacuated this island. I don't know if it was the command of the envoy, or because it took more than three days, something terrible happened..."

This is one of the things to note that "Pangu Biology" gives:

You cannot stay on the island for more than three days.

Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a monkey mask, thought for a while and said:

"There was no question about captives at that time."

"I didn't know at that time." Jiang Baimian subconsciously comforted her.

When Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong went to ask about the fishman captive, she was still sick. She had not reported the matter to the company and had not received any precautions for exploring the taboo temple.

The morning after the "Pangu Biology" called back, Hongshiji exchanged with the fishman and mountain monster and captured the prisoners.

Shang Jianyao, who tried hard to control himself and prevented the bicycle from being too fast, looked at Jiang Baimian:

"I think it should be the command of God's messenger."

"Oh?" Although Jiang Baimian made this judgment, he was still quite interested in Shang Jianyao's inference process.

She felt it was necessary to learn alternative ideas and not be self-consistent.

After all, many awakened people have certain mental problems, and it is difficult to guess the pattern of their behavior with normal logic.

Shang Jianyao said truthfully:

"He and the warden Song have made friends. When he mentioned the Lake Island and the Forbidden Temple, he would not say that terrible things would happen if he stayed on the island for too long, unless he didn't know the specific situation."

"Yes." Jiang Baimian was a little disappointed because this was a normal reasoning.

Dingling!

At this time, Shang Jianyao moved the bell on the dragon head with great interest, as if he wanted to use it to play a piece of music.

Unfortunately, the bell can't do such a thing.

"..." Jiang Baimian took back his disappointment just now.

The two rode past abandoned houses by the lake. After spending more than ten minutes, they finally saw a market town.

Its style is very similar to Wild Grass City, with white walls and black tiles, flying eaves and brackets, full of the charm of the old era of the old world.

Of course, there are different places here from Wild Grass City:

First, there are no city walls; second, the houses are generally not high, mainly two or three floors.

In the market town, bluestone slabs are covered with withered weeds, and the cold wind is occasionally lifted up and swells to the sky.

For some reason, as soon as he entered this market town, Jiang Baimian felt a little dimmed.

This made her look old and quiet, and a little gloomy.

There is no doubt that there is no sign of human activity in the entire market town. If it weren't for the winter now, it would have become a paradise for green plants and wild animals.

Even now, Jiang Baimian can see air-dried animal feces in the corners and ditches.

"No smell." Shang Jianyao sniffed and made a judgment.

Jiang Baimian didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he looked at his watch with his wrist:

"It's 4:16 now, and we have to leave the town before 4:42, whether or not there is anything of value."

"You've calculated it wrong." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

It took less than half an hour.

Jiang Baimian sneered while identifying the road according to the confession of the fishman captives and looking for the temple:

“This is called retaining margin.

"I know if there is any difference between this place and the ones found by the company before. I cannot follow the precautions given by the company and have to raise the standards."

"You are very suitable to join the vigilant sect." Shang Jianyao praised.

Jiang Baimian looked over with his eyes and muttered:

“I think you are scolding me.

"Can you be alert to the vigilance of the sect and the vigilance of normal people be the same?"

After confirming the general direction, she rode her bicycle and headed to the center of the market town along the ditches next to the road.

According to the description of the fishman captive, the temple is in the alley east of the market square.

The inside of the market town is the same as outside the market town, except for the sound of whimpering wind and the sound of bicycles driving, it is quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel numb.

"I don't think it's weird if I get here, there is no sound." Jiang Baimian glanced left and right, attributed part of the reason to the narrow road, narrow environment, and depressed atmosphere.

Shang Jianyao immediately sighed:

"It's a pity that Long Yuehong didn't come."

"What will happen if you come?" Jiang Baimian replied casually.

Shang Jianyao said "Oh":

"Then I can tell him ghost stories."

"You are really his good friend." Jiang Baimian said sincerely.

While they were talking, their eyes became wide open and a small square appeared.

To the east of the square, there is a half-meter-high platform with nothing on it.

After crossing this cement platform, you can see a narrow alley with a stale smell floating on the entrance of the alley, as if the wind has not blown in for a long time.

Jiang Baimian quickly flipped off the bicycle and leaned it against the side.

Their destination has arrived.

Shang Jianyao got off the car and talked about his concerns:

"Do you want to lock it? If you find that the car is lost, it will be bad."

"If your car is lost, I will carry you!" Jiang Baimian didn't say where there were bicycles stealing in such a ghost place, and directly responded with Shang Jianyao's ideas.

More than ten seconds later, the two of them put down their bicycles, picked up their assault rifles, and entered the alley in front of them step by step.

The more you go inside, the more stale the air becomes, and it feels like it is about to solidify, but this does not affect Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian's breathing.

In this alley, all the doors and windows of the houses are closed tightly. Unlike other areas of the town, many doors are open and seem to have been searched.

Moreover, the doors here are painted black.

As he walked, Jiang Baimian heard the footsteps of himself and Shang Jianyao.

They kept echoing in the alley and stacked together.

"It's really strange here." Jiang Baimian sighed, and the temple had appeared in front of them.

The temple is located at a higher point at the bottom of the alley, and there is no essential difference from the surrounding architectural style.

Its black door is tightly closed, with black tiles connected above, and a white paper lantern hanging on each side.

Perhaps because of the eaves, the lanterns were not attacked by rain, as if they were only hung last night.

The door of the temple is taller than that of other buildings, and there is a plaque under the eaves, with black background and white characters.

Jiang Baimian just took a random look and saw clearly the content on the plaque:

"Hallow Palace"

"It's quite like that." She commented pertinently.

This did not affect her progress. Soon, she and Shang Jianyao arrived at the entrance of the temple.

When she approached, she felt a strange feeling, which was the fear that pointed directly into the heart.

Without hesitation, Jiang Baimian stretched out his left hand, pressed it on the door, and exerted a little force.
To be continued...