Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 186: The Temple in Danger

The forest is as quiet as a poem.

The only sounds I could hear were the gurgling of water and the crackling of flames.

Mu Yao snuggled between her two husbands, her eyelids felt heavy as lead, and with the sound of her slight breathing, her consciousness gradually became submerged in chaos.

One after another, waves of water droplets fell from the sky, hitting the leaves and making ticking sounds.

The fire gradually died down, and the rain fell on my face, leaving a slight chill.

Shen Chutang carried Mu Yao onto the carriage, looked at the increasingly heavy rain, and asked the coachman to drive towards the community temple deep in the forest.

The bumpy mountain road woke up the beautiful girl.

"Why are we in the car again?" Mu Yao asked dazedly while lying in Shen Chutang's arms.

"It's raining." Xiao Douxue leaned against Yuxuan and looked at the dark sky. From deep in the forest came the growls of wild beasts and an unknown rustling sound in the bushes.

"Is it a tiger?" Mu Yao straightened her back alertly, and listened quietly to the strange and unfamiliar sounds around her without moving.

"Not sure, so we have to find a place to stay as soon as possible." Seeing the uneasiness in Mu Yao's eyes, Xiao Douxue lowered the curtain and asked the coachman to speed up.

The red shadow in the distance became clearer and clearer.

After getting off the bus, several people stood there for a long time, looking at the dilapidated red walls and golden tiles covered with weeds in front of them.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, lifting their clothes and scattering the cobwebs among the broken walls.

The two old camphor trees in front of the door were lifeless, with branches densely covered on the ground. The two brand new coffins lying next to them were indescribably strange.

"Are we...really going to stay here?"

I would rather sleep in a graveyard than enter a dilapidated temple.

Even though Mu Yao had two husbands by her side, she felt her scalp tingling now. The constant chill spread from the soles of her feet to her entire body and into her bones, as if she were in the cold winter, and she couldn't help but shiver all over.

The rain gradually got heavier, as if a dragnet was laid to trap them here.

"Right now, I don't have a better choice."

Shen Chutang glanced at the two coffins under the dead tree and walked to the front to clear the way.

He glanced at the remaining words on the red wall and pushed open the door of the community temple.

The creaking sound echoing in the rainy night was particularly creepy.

Two eternal lamps were burning in the temple. The place had been in disrepair for a long time, and the floor along the wall was covered with peeling wall paint. Only a few painted bricks were left of the statue, and the sacrificial supplies were scattered on the ground in a mess. Only the scriptures on the altar were well preserved.

A cold wind blew from behind.

Mu Yao looked back and saw the coachman leaning against the gate with his legs shaking, not moving forward.

Xiao Douxue sighed, waved his hand and said, "Ah Heng, you can stay in the car for one night."

"Hey, thank you, Pavilion Master!" Yan Heng ran towards the carriage without looking back, as if he had been pardoned.

Even if he was alone in the forest, it would be better than staying in this hellish place now.

The three of them cleared out a space with the help of the dim candlelight.

Mu Yao stared at the scripture and felt more and more horrified.

"Chu Tang, why is this scripture not covered with dust?"

Shen Chutang looked at the place Mu Yao pointed at and remained silent, but the solemn expression between his brows became more and more gloomy, and a bad premonition came over him.

"Let's go!" he said suddenly.

"Leave?" Xiao Douxue turned his head suddenly and looked at Shen Chutang in shock. He had just picked out some clean straw and was about to make a straw bed. At this critical moment, this person actually said he wanted to leave?

Mu Yao also stopped what she was doing. Shen Chutang's firm tone filled her ears with a strong sense of uneasiness.

"Okay!" Mu Yao responded immediately. She would rather curl up in the car for a night, even if it rained all day, than stay in such a gloomy place.

"Want to leave?" A sinister laugh rose in the air.

Suddenly, two shadows appeared in front of the temple gate. Raindrops as big as beans trickled down from their bodies, breaking apart on the ground and creating ripples.

Two people walked slowly out of the rain, one black and one white, one strong and one thin, stepping on the mud.

The old man in black was over fifty years old, carrying a large sword on his shoulder. He was extremely burly, but his face was half green and half red, like a soul-collecting messenger from hell, extremely terrifying.

The man in white was holding a three-foot sword, he had a handsome face and a smile in his eyes, but his pupils were stained with a strong blood color!

Their eyes fell greedily on Mu Yao, as if they were two wild beasts crawling in the forest, wanting to tear her to pieces.

"Guigu Chisha, Netherworld Young Master." Shen Chutang coldly revealed the identity of the visitor, his voice without any ups and downs.

The sinister laughter stopped abruptly.

"Huh? Youming, there is actually someone who can recognize us?"

Chisha raised his chin excitedly, and the two colors on his face wrinkled together, which made Mu Yao feel a chill in her heart.

"Who are you two to this young lady? If you are her husband or her son, I will cut you into pieces. If not, I will leave you with a whole body."

After saying this, a terrifying laugh rose in the air again.

The two brought Mu Yao a kind of fear she had never experienced before. She looked at Shen Chutang and Xiao Douxue uneasily, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

Shen Chutang didn't respond for a long while. He stared at the two people without blinking, his eyes filled with a solemnity that Mu Yao couldn't understand.

"Master Xiao, take Yaoyao away first."

Before he finished his words, a powerful sword energy slashed towards the gray wall behind him.

With a loud bang, the wall was covered with cracks and a big hole appeared.

The visitor's eyes were stern.

Chi Sha stared at Shen Chutang thoughtfully, and smiled sternly: "My dear, you are very skilled and good-looking. I have changed my mind and will not kill you. I will take you back to make the elixir of immortality."

A sharp laugh rose up, accompanied by hoarseness and a strong sense of morbidity.

Xiao Douxue held Mu Yao tightly in his arms, his heartbeat rhythm completely disrupted.

Guigu Chisha is notorious for refining evil pills. He has been pursuing the elixir of immortality all his life and has already gone astray.

"Chisha, why don't you capture this famous leader of the Dan Pavilion and bring him back to refine the elixir of immortality? Maybe you can really succeed!" Lord Youming looked at Xiao Douxue with a creepy smile on his face.

"What? The Master of Dan Pavilion?" Chi Sha looked suddenly at the purple-robed man who was hugging the young lady.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie."

He laughed until he was out of breath: "Great, great! It really is effortless. When I chop you up, I will be the best alchemist in the world!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie."

Xiao Douxue really wanted to swear a lot, but he knew that now was not the time to do so. The people in Guigu were so strong that he was not sure of winning in a one-on-one fight, not to mention that he had to protect his wife.

He had no idea how strong Shen Chutang was. The look on Shen Chutang's face when facing these two people today was completely different from the last time they fought on a rainy night.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose. He regretted it! He should have listened to his wife and should not have come to this dilapidated temple to avoid the rain.