A mysterious vibration, as if existent yet elusive, began to spread into the distance, even the eerie muddy fog could not block or hinder it.
On the other side.
The grey-robed elder monk, hurried and suffocated, returned to the eerie temple filled with white skeletal spikes, yet carved with numerous grinning and sinister Bodhisattva Vajra Dharma Characters.
"How does it feel, judging by your expression, you've been scolded again, haven't you?"
In front of the temple, under the blood-red lion covered with human-faced long worms, a figure with a head as large as a bucket, dressed in tattered clothes, slim as a pole, with blood-red eyes, slowly walked out.
"Liu Laosan, don't just flap your lips, next time, if you've got the guts, you go, let's see if you come back alive."
Not willing to engage with the big-headed child, the grey-robed elder monk flicked his sleeves and walked straight into the temple.
"Hehehe, just a little joke, and you're all worked up.
