Great Sui Undead

The sky is green and the fields are vast.

The endless grassland is vast and boundless, vast and boundless.

A thin river flows slowly on the grassland, and the fat green grass is gently swaying in the breeze. Cattle and sheep drink water, eat grass, and walk through stubble after stubble, leisurely.

Yinshan Ancient Temple is one of many Lama temples on the vast grassland.

It was first built in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, and it is said that it has a longer history, but no one knows whether it is true or not.

It is small in scale, compared with many temples, it can be said to be very small, with only three temples.

The shape is exquisite and resplendent, and the murals inside and outside the hall are even more dazzling. There are all kinds of animals, fierce birds, insects and fish, which are vivid and colorful. There are also many Buddhist figures and unknown figures.

Li Shanfeng stared at a vivid mural of figures, very focused, but slightly dazed.

He just had an illusion that under the dim light, the characters in the mural grinned at the corners of their mouths, as if smiling at him, which made him feel a little weird.

"It should be too tired, and I have an illusion~"

He thought to himself that it might be caused by climbing mountains and wading, running around all the time, or mental fatigue.

Li Shanfeng shook his head, moved his neck and shoulders, stretched his body briefly, and relaxed a bit.

Ever since he ascended the ancient temple, he always felt that a pair of eyes were watching him, and that feeling was lingering.

He walked out of the hall, came to the rooftop corridor, took a deep breath of air, drank some water, and felt much calmer and less oppressive.

"Ok?"

"what happened?!"

He walked along the corridor stroking his hands, looking at the vast grassland.

One moment it was still green, but the next moment it was withered and yellow. The green grass lost its vitality and turned into withered grass, which lay on the ground, lifeless.

Li Shanfeng was surprised, this is too weird, could it be a monster?

He felt that it was very abnormal, and if something abnormal happened, there must be a demon.

So far, he has not seen a single person in this grassland area, and there are only uncontrolled cattle and sheep.

The next moment, thick fog rose from the ground out of thin air on the ground.

At noon, the scorching sun hangs high, which is really abnormal.

Li Shanfeng was a little apprehensive.

He found that wherever the dense fog passed, it was filled with dead silence, and the vitality of the earth was lost. The dense fog was mixed with a green mist, which seemed to be the vitality plundered by the dense fog.

"boom!"

A thunderstorm rose from the ground, and the thick fog suddenly changed, from gray to black and red, and the cattle and sheep in the distance screamed and disappeared into the thick fog.

Li Shanfeng panicked.

He is a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest of the end of the 21st century.

But this situation is too weird, he has never encountered it, and it is difficult to explain it with modern science.

The dense fog gradually shrouded in, and the originally clear sky suddenly became gray, and the distance could no longer be seen clearly, and it had turned into a black curtain.

Darkness enveloped the direction of the ancient temple.

If the cattle and sheep have no time to resist, how will he treat it?

Li Shanfeng retreated subconsciously to the temple behind him, and closed the wooden door tightly.

He frowned tightly, a trace of fear rose in his heart, a kind of powerlessness in the face of the unknown, he knew that his skills were low, and it was okay to deal with some little devils, but the power of heaven and earth could not resist at all.

He knew that this was not the way, the fog would definitely seep in.

If things go on like this, he will still die unexpectedly, and he will be very panicked. When he really faces life and death, he will really feel a kind of fear.

Before he set foot on the Yinshan ancient temple, he had heard his master mention that if he saw anything strange, he must not panic and let nature take its course.

His master warned him, as if he predicted that something unpredictable would happen, which just verified the scene in front of him.

Now Li Shanfeng couldn't let nature take its course, it was too terrifying, the cattle and sheep were directly swallowed by the thick fog, and turned into blood fog, leaving a pile of dead bones.

Life and death are in an instant, what should I do?In the face of death, everyone will survive.

"Huh? What sound?"

Li Shanfeng was surprised and nervous.

There was a sound coming from the front, bang bang bang bang.

It's footsteps!

Li Shanfeng's nerves reflexed and his spirit was tense.

He stared at the dark place ahead, and he knew that he was the only one in the three temples, and there was absolutely no other person.

His consciousness fell into a brief stagnation, and he only heard the continuous footsteps, but no one came out.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, he was about to die of fright, and his face was a little pale.

Li Shanfeng subconsciously took a few steps back and stood next to the wooden door.

However, when he turned his head and looked outside the door, he found that a large amount of dense fog had arrived in front of him, including gray fog, black fog, green fog, and blood-like fog.

The blend of four kinds of mist looks very dreamy, alluring and full of magic

He is neither advancing nor retreating, caught in a dilemma.

At this moment, the murals in the hall were full of starlight, dimly, as if there were figures shaking, as if they had come to life.

Li Shanfeng widened his eyes and rubbed them vigorously.

"Mother, isn't it a painted wall? Isn't there something real about Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?"

He let out a low cry, very similar to the situation in the movie wall.

He stabilized his mind and stared at the mural, with a flash of light on his fingertips, and Taoism emerged.

In an instant, a long wooden stick appeared in a mural, gradually separated from the mural, and condensed into a solid body.

The wooden stick is three feet long, and the whole body is black with a black light.

Li Shanfeng's heart was pounding in shock. If he hadn't been a Taoist who had seen many supernatural events, he would have fainted from fright if he had been someone else.

Accompanied by the sound of tick-tock footsteps, the wooden stick seemed to be floating in the air, and it seemed to be held by someone, slowly approaching him.

Li Shanfeng was terrified, he wanted to move, wanted to leave.

But it seems to be pinned by something, or grabbed by the limbs by something?
He couldn't move, his pupils dilated.

It's over, isn't it obvious that you are coming to beat me? !This is the rhythm of being beaten to death!

It must be a demon!
Li Shanfeng only hated that he had not cultivated well before, his Taoism was low, and it was difficult to break free from the shackles of his body. He watched the wooden stick getting closer and closer to him.

He was a little unwilling, could he just wait to die?Fear filled his heart.

Powerless!

A shadow of death hangs over his heart, facing death at this moment, he feels that life is infinitely beautiful and life is so precious.

Is there still a chance?
"Can live, who wants to die?!"

No one wants to die, why don't you hear that people in history are not looking for the elixir of life every day?

"Dangdang!"

Before Li Shanfeng could think about it, the black light on the surface of the wooden stick flickered, and under his gaze, it landed heavily on his forehead with a bang.

He staggered, his body resumed his movement, his head was dizzy, his body swayed from side to side, he was directly beaten and lay on the ground, struggling for a long time to get up.

At this time, a palm appeared out of thin air from behind, and slapped him directly on the back of the forehead.

Li Shanfeng's eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately, only remembering that he was hit with a sap on the front and back of his forehead.