Looking at the crowds of people quickly disappearing on the street, the liveliness just now was in sharp contrast to the current one. Ling Fan suddenly felt that the building was deserted, adding a sense of desolation to Qingping Town.

Shaking his head, Ling Fan sighed: "These people are leaving too fast. Is this the case?"

After a while, the last figure on the street disappeared. Ling Fan was the only one in the entire street. The doors and windows on both sides of the street were closed. There were only some scraps of paper and some garbage on the street, which gave people the feeling that

Like an empty city, without any life.

Ling Fan raised his head and looked at the sky. It was dusk at this time, and there was only a trace of the setting sun left in the sky, which reflected the blood red on the earth.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, picking up scraps of paper on the ground. Ling Fan trembled unconsciously and felt a chill: "What kind of wind is this? Why does it feel weird?" Ling Fan suddenly thought of

The middle-aged man said, "Brother, please be careful at night. I heard that Qingping Town has not been peaceful recently. There are strange things. Several people have died in the town."

The middle-aged man's words kept echoing in his ears. Looking at the depression on the street, Ling Fan couldn't help but tremble again. "It's not really that evil, is it?" Ling Fan suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, thinking of the middle-aged man.

He was told about a temple and immediately started walking along the route the middle-aged man told him.

"Don't be afraid. After all, I am also a monk. Weird things should be afraid of me! Well, that's right! Weird things are afraid of me. How could I be afraid of weird things!" Ling Fan comforted himself as he walked, but he still felt a little guilty: "

Hey, Fu Mo, if you are there or not, come out and say something. Hey, Fu Mo!" Ling Fan shouted in his heart, but no matter how he shouted, Fu Mo just didn't respond.

"Damn! MD disappears every time at critical moments! I xxx" Even with Ling Fan's determination, he couldn't help but curse. He originally wanted to talk to Fu Mo, so as to relieve his worries.

Fear, I didn't know that Fu Mo was nowhere to be seen again.

After walking out of Qingping Town, Ling Fan shouted to Fu Mo in his heart. Fu Mo didn't answer. He stopped and cursed. After finishing the curse, Ling Fan was about to continue walking when he suddenly felt a shaking on the ground, and then it shook again, every time.

It vibrates every one or two seconds, and it feels like the rhythm of a person walking. My body also shakes with the rhythm of the ground shaking.

Ling Fan broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He looked back in fear and was startled. He saw a green-faced man with fangs and double horns dozens of meters away. He was about five or six meters tall. He was holding a steel fork and wearing a

The monster in the tiger skin skirt was walking towards him step by step, shaking the ground every time he walked.

"Ah! Ghost!" Ling Fan saw such a monster for the first time. He was so frightened that he ran away unconsciously. "What is this thing? How come I have never seen it before!" Ling Fan rolled and crawled as he ran.

, while running, he looked back to see how far away the monster was. After all, he was only an eighteen-year-old boy. Although his two years of encounters had matured his mind, it was the first time he saw this monster.

It's no wonder he reacts like this to a monster.

Fortunately, what made him happy was that although the monster's body was very tall, its speed was very slow. Although it kept chasing him, it never caught up.

Seeing the ghost running very slowly, Ling Fan ran even more desperately, running all the way. Suddenly he saw a temple in front of him and ran in immediately.

There was no one in the temple, but there was a statue of a god enshrined right in front. There were some fragrant wax fruits under the statue. It seemed that people from Qingping Town came to worship the god during the day.

"God! Bless me, protect me from being seen by that monster. You are a god, you must save me!" Ling Fan looked at the tall statue in the temple, and he had just escaped from the monster's feet. Although he was heavy

I didn’t believe in God, but I couldn’t help but ask for help. Maybe this was the so-called urgent need for medical treatment.

After all, in folklore, gods are good at subjugating demons, and they are the kind of people who would shy away from monsters. Although they ascetics don't believe in this, Ling Fan's current strength is still very low, and he can only seek medical treatment when he is sick.

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But it seemed that praying to God was useless. The green-faced and fanged monster seemed to become angry when he saw Ling Fan running further and further away. He took a deep breath, and suddenly jumped up and jumped up.

He leapt to a few dozen meters in front of the temple.

"Boom!" Like an earthquake, the whole ground shook three times.

Ling Fan in the temple staggered and almost fell to the ground. "It won't come so soon." Ling Fan thought with an ominous thought, then looked at the statue of the god with an angry look above him and said, "Please be sure.

It's useless, you still have to rely on yourself to do anything!" There was an inexplicable smell in his tone.

Ling Fan felt that the ground was shaking more and more violently, and he knew that the monster must be getting closer.

He walked around the temple anxiously for a few times. The monster was in front of the main entrance of the temple. Going out from the main entrance must be seeking death. "By the way, the temple should have a back door." Ling Fan suddenly thought and hurriedly walked behind the statue, but it made him depressed.

What's strange is that this small temple doesn't even have a back door!

The monster outside had already arrived in front of the temple. He didn't seem to be afraid of the statue inside. He picked up the huge steel fork in his hand and stabbed it into the temple. The tiles on the temple followed the steel fork.

It poured down immediately.

Looking at the steel fork that suddenly penetrated, Ling Fan was startled. Fortunately, he was behind the statue. If he had still stayed where he was just now, his head might be in a different place by now.

"We can't stay here any longer. This temple is about to collapse." Looking at the increasingly shaky temple, Ling Fan knew that the temple could not hold on for long, but he already had a plan in mind.

I saw the monster's steel fork thrust into the temple again. Ling Fan was well prepared this time. Taking advantage of the gap when the steel fork was thrust into the temple, he jumped up and knocked open the tiles on the temple.

, flew up to the temple.

Ling Fan knew that the monster was outside, so he did not dare to jump up at first because he knew that the monster had a huge steel fork. In this case, if he flew up to the temple, he would most likely be stabbed by the steel fork.

That's why Ling Fan chose to jump out at the moment when the steel fork was inserted into the temple. He knew that the monster's movements were a bit slow, so he definitely couldn't pick up the steel fork and stab him in an instant. Then he would have a chance to fly out of the temple at this moment.

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But Ling Fan still underestimated the monster's ability. After the monster saw Ling Fan flying up to the temple, it did not stab him with a steel fork. Instead, it opened its huge mouth and exhaled vigorously. This breath suddenly blew Ling Fan away like a gust of wind.

It blew to the ground.

Then the monster picked up the steel fork that had penetrated the temple, and then stabbed it down under Ling Fan's horrified eyes.
Chapter completed!