endless force

Chapter 367 Wong Tai Sin

As the sun gradually set, Mo Fan took a look at the sky and estimated that it was already afternoon and night would fall soon.

However, he still didn't plan to stay here for a long time. When he walked out of the temple gate, the old monk was still cleaning the fallen leaves on the steps.

"The benefactor is leaving?" The old monk stopped his movements and clasped his hands together.

"Master, do you know how to leave this forest?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's getting late, and it's not safe to be in the forest at night. The almsgiver might as well stay in the temple to rest for one night, and then leave tomorrow." The old monk persuaded him kindly.

"No need, master tell me how to get out of here." Of course, Mo Fan couldn't waste a night in the temple, so he chose to refuse without hesitation.

"The benefactor should go straight along this road." The old monk saw that the other party had made up his mind to go, and he pointed out the direction without any further dissuasion.

After Mo Fan nodded, he walked straight in the direction pointed by the old monk. The forest was much bigger than he imagined.

He traveled dozens of miles all the way, until the evening, before the sun completely set, he still didn't find anything, but the road became more and more rugged, and the road was densely covered with thorns, making it difficult to walk.

Based on Mo Fan's understanding of the Endless Spirit, this is probably a disguised reminder from the Endless Spirit to the plunderers - they are going the wrong way!
But he obviously walked in the direction the old monk pointed, and there were no accidents or getting lost along the way.

There was only one possibility. Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "That old guy is lying to me!"

After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately returned along the original road. He thought that there was only a side mission in the temple, but now it seems that he was too careless.

As night fell gradually, a waning moon hung above the sky, and the faint moonlight fell on the forest, and through the gaps between the leaves, formed strange-shaped white spots on the ground.

Mo Fan stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground and made a "sizzling" sound. In this extremely difficult dungeon, in the forest at night, there was a dangerous atmosphere everywhere. He had to increase his speed again, and his whole body was like a burst of light. The wind flies through the woods.

"Help... help!"

"Save... life... help!"

"Who can help me!"

Ruoyouruowu's cry for help floated into his ears from a distance. Mo Fan frowned slightly, stopped, stood there, and listened quietly.

Ordinary people would be terrified when encountering such a situation in the woods at night, and they would have no time to escape, so how dare they step forward to check.

Only those protagonists who like to die in horror movies will have the courage to step forward to find out. Although Mo Fan is not the protagonist in the movie, he and those protagonists have a common hobby, that is... to die.

Following the direction of the sound, Mo Fan walked all the way, and after a while, he saw a hole in an open space in front of him. The sound came from the hole, and it seemed to be a clear and sweet female voice.

Flipping his hand, a translucent crystal sword appeared in his hand, which was his current favorite weapon - Blood Dance.

When I came to the entrance of the cave, I looked straight down and found that it was at least six or seven meters deep. With the faint moonlight, I could see a graceful and charming woman sitting underneath.

"Reminder: Dance of Blood - the effect of breaking the void has been triggered!"

Accompanied by the cold sound of the endless spirit, the blood dance in his hand trembled slightly. Mo Fan only felt that his eyes were clear, and when he looked at the bottom of the cave.

Where is the graceful beauty? She is clearly a weasel with a faint light in her eyes. Her mouth opens and closes, and a sweet female voice comes out, "Master, hurry up and save the slave family!"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Mo Fan really wanted to see what kind of tricks the weasel was trying to play, so he jumped into the hole very neatly, grabbed the soft flesh on the back of the weasel's neck, and lifted it up easily.

The weasel's pair of small eyes with dim light shone with a very humane light, with a hint of panic, it couldn't figure out how it was seen through its real body.

But now it seems that how to be seen through the real body is not important, how to escape from the other party is the most important.

It pouted its buttocks, and was about to use its special tricks, when Mo Fan suddenly seemed to know what it was going to do next, and said first, "If you dare to fart, I will chop you up now."

Although Mo Fan's tone was calm, the violent killing intent contained in it made the sensitive Huang Daxian's body tremble, and he didn't dare to move any more.

"Come on, why did you trick me here?" Mo Fan raised the extremely soft Huang Daxian in his hand, and looked at the pair of small eyes of the other party quietly.

"The villain just fell into this trap by accident, and he couldn't get out for a while, so he made such a bad plan to deceive the adult, please forgive me." The weasel opened and closed his mouth, and let out a childish male voice.He spoke in the same way, clasped his fists with his two little paws, and looked quite happy.

"The majestic Huang Daxian can't even climb out of a hole." Mo Fan was amused by this guy.At first, I thought I would meet some kind of powerful ghost, but I didn't expect it to be Huang Daxian who couldn't even crawl out of the hole.

"Yes, yes, a villain's cultivation is superficial, so naturally he can't be compared with an adult." This weasel can actually flatter people like a human being.

"Do you know other magic tricks besides the little illusion just now? Let's see if you play two tricks." Of course Mo Fan didn't take this trick, and flipped the weasel in his hand from side to side to check.

"Back to the adults, the villain still has a good housekeeping skill that he hasn't used yet." The weasel said respectfully.

"Your so-called housekeeping skills are just farting, right?" Mo Fan raised his brows, "Forget it, I'm not interested."

"Then can my lord forgive the villain's mistake this time and save the villain's life?" Weasel asked cautiously.

He jumped out of the pothole, Mo Fan shook his head, he was not interested in killing the Huang Daxian who was worth a few endless coins at most, so he left this guy aside, then found the way back, and continued towards Daoming Temple rushed over.

……

Unexpectedly, there were no other dangers on the road, and the Daoming Temple fell into Mo Fan's eyes from afar.

It is completely different from the feeling brought by the daytime. The temple at night has no light at all, standing alone in the forest glade, looking extremely lonely and desolate.

The originally upright plaque looked surprisingly dark under the cover of night. The dark red door was ajar, and a gust of cold wind blew by, raising a large number of fallen leaves on the steps in front of the door, creating a weird and gloomy atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)