Within thirty miles, no one was around, and there was a desolate temple in the mountain. No one knew when it was built, and the once-thriving temple had become decrepit. More than half of the statues in the temple were broken, looking like some kind of mountain spirit or wild monster, worshipped by the foolish local people. But as the nearby residents died out, the temple was also abandoned.
The people from Nanni Nation were resting in the temple, with lit torches, making the desolate temple even more eerie and horrifying.
They rushed continuously throughout the night and planned to rest for half a shichen before continuing their journey.
At this moment, suddenly, a series of voices were heard, and a merchant team was walking along the mountain road outside.
They didn't care about it at first, as it was normal for a merchant team to miss lodging on the way. However, as this merchant group got closer, they suddenly felt this group looked familiar.
