Inside the broken temple, the stone statues were toppled and askew, appearing rather hideous.
At dusk, crows cawed and a gloomy wind blew, making even Qin Zhiyan, a martial artist, shudder in fear.
Yet, she was a courageous and talented lady. She went to the backyard where several meditation rooms were pretty clean. On the east side stood a Bodhi tree, on which hung a human face skin. Its two pitch-black eye sockets stared right at her. This chilled Qin Zhiyan to the bone, and she shivered involuntarily.
Even as a young woman who had been through the World of Secret Realm, she couldn't help but fear.
Underneath the tree was a well. At that moment, a large amount of hair emerged from the well and spread rapidly and silently. Simultaneously, she felt a brightness on her neck. As she turned her head, she found a stone statue appearing behind her out of nowhere.
