"Brother, let's go!"
"My sisters can't wait any longer!"
Ma Long entered the deserted temple with trepidation.
He tried hard to keep calm, so as not to give away any weakness while sizing up the surroundings. He couldn't help but think, "Where is this? Do we have such a broken temple in the mountains near Wu City?"
Ma Long was very puzzled.
Temples, as a kind of building, shouldn't they be protected by Buddha?
Why would there be filthy things?
In many movies and novels, it's the same: At night, in the mountains, a broken temple is bound to have evil spirits. What's the logic behind this?
Not giving him time to think, he was dragged into the bath.
In the bath, the water was murky. The floating rose petals were not rose petals, but pieces of bone.
Those enchanting women were all bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces were terrifying.
