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Three days later, at the City Divine Temple halfway up Qiluo Mountain, Chen Mu stood at the entrance of the main hall, surveying the entire temple courtyard.
In front of the gate, the ground was neatly paved with blue stone slabs, and a three-legged, two-eared copper incense burner first caught his eye.
Three or five pine and cypress trees were planted on both sides of the courtyard, each followed by a moon gate leading to two small courtyards on the left and right.
Chen Mu had already explored the place yesterday, and the rooms in the courtyard were fully furnished with furniture of every description, yet there was no sign of life.
He glanced left and right, then looked up at the cloudless blue sky. Chen Mu walked past the incense burner and headed straight for the main gate.
Under the gate tower, there stood an armored general on each side, one holding a stick and the other a mace, both with a stern expression.
