Chapter 4012 Huangxian Temple

I had Third Master Qiao and Little Fatty stand outside, and I carried the Shengxie Sword as I walked towards the dilapidated house.

I was very careful at this point. It was already strange to find a dilapidated house in this desolate mountain forest, so I had to be extra cautious.

Carrying the Shengxie Sword, I walked to the door of the dilapidated house, only to find that the house didn't even have a door anymore.

Standing at the door and looking into the house, one can see several stone pillars and a stone table. The corners are covered with dust and cobwebs. There is a dilapidated altar in front, and behind the altar is a clay statue. The clay figure is wearing a long robe and has a face that resembles a weasel, just like Colonel Sakata. Not far away, there is a stone tablet with many words and pictures written on it.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this was actually a Huangxian Temple.

It's really strange. This godforsaken place is deserted. How could there be a Yellow Immortal Temple here?

I stood at the door for a moment, stunned. Then, Uncle Qiao behind me called out, "Young Master Wu, what's in that dilapidated house?"

I snapped out of my daze and said, "There's no danger. This is a Huangxian Temple."

"Huangxian Temple? How could there be a Huangxian Temple in this godforsaken place? It's too amazing." Third Master Qiao also found it somewhat unbelievable.

As they spoke, the group walked over, stood at the entrance, and looked inside. They discovered that it really was a Huangxian Temple.

The clay sculpture of Wong Tai Sin enshrined in the temple looks rather eerie no matter how you look at it.

When I looked at it, it looked back at me, as if it were smiling at me.

Wang Guodong boldly entered the temple. Not minding the dirt on the ground, he actually knelt down and said very sincerely, "Great Immortal Huang, I am guilty. Back then, in order to prevent my wife from starving to death, my wife and I ate a weasel that had been killed by a lynx. Please don't blame my granddaughter-in-law. If you have to punish someone, punish me instead. I kowtow to you."

As he spoke, Wang Guodong kowtowed several times to the clay statue of Huang Daxian.

Third Master Qiao hurriedly went over and pulled Wang Guodong up: "Brother, why are you kowtowing to him? We came here this time to resolve your matter, didn't we? You'd be better off begging Young Master Wu than this Huang Daxian."

Wang Guodong sighed and stared at the clay sculpture of Wong Tai Sin for a long time, repeatedly clasping his hands together in prayer.

By this time, it was completely dark.

Suddenly, Master Qiao said, "Young Master Wu, it's getting dark. It's not safe to walk in the old forest at night. Why don't we just stay here at Huangxian Temple for the night? It'll provide shelter from the wind and rain."

I shook my head: "Let's stay away from here. I have a feeling that something is off about this Huangxian Temple. Let's make sure nothing bad happens here."

“Very well, Young Master Wu is very knowledgeable, we will listen to you.” Third Master Qiao replied.

Immediately, we moved a little further away from the Huangxian Temple, walking for four or five miles, until we finally found an open space by a small river, where we planned to set up camp for the night.

At this moment, I took out my compass and sensed it. The needle on the compass began to spin erratically. This meant that the energy field here was chaotic, and that we were not far from that Huang Daxian.

There's a reason why the Wong Sin Temple exists here; perhaps someone lived here before, which is why the Wong Sin Temple was built.

While setting up the tent, I asked Uncle Qiao if anyone had heard of anyone having lived here before.

Third Master Qiao said he didn't know. There were too many amazing things in the old forests of Changbai Mountain. Maybe a long time ago, people did live here and fled to this place to escape the war.

It could also be the Huangxian Temple built by convicts exiled here to cut timber during the Qing Dynasty.

It's inconvenient to move around after dark, mainly because there's Wang Guodong, an ordinary person, here. He's not very mobile either. He's walked all day and definitely needs to rest at night. At his age, and being an ordinary person, he simply can't handle it.

As is customary, I released Ziba again, and it went out to catch some wild animals.

This time it caught several large pheasants and also caught a few big fish from the river not far away.

Because this place might not be visited by anyone for hundreds of years, the fish in the water grow to be exceptionally large; one fish is enough for several of us to eat.

However, it wasn't enough for Little Fatty. Three fish were barely enough to fill his stomach, and he also had a pheasant to satisfy his craving.

Don't let Little Fatty's big appetite fool you, he really puts in the effort when it counts. If it weren't for him, none of us would have been able to break down that iron gate at the Japanese base.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone went into their tents to sleep.

Lying in the tent, all alone, I tend to let my mind wander. My eyes are fixed on the tent ceiling, and the image of the eight-tailed fox's stunning face floats into my mind. I drift off to sleep.

And I also had a dream in which the eight-tailed fox came back, sat on my lap, hugged my neck, and called me "little husband" repeatedly.

I said, "Wife, come and have a bite."

Just as the eight-tailed fox's small mouth approached, I suddenly felt a chill between my brows and immediately opened my eyes.

Then, I saw the spirit crouching beside me.

It's so frustrating. We can't kiss in real life, and even in my dreams we can't manage to kiss.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Meiling with some impatience.

“Wang Guodong is not acting normally. He just crawled out of the tent, and when I asked him where he was going, he said he was going to take a dump. I waited a while and went to check, but Wang Guodong was gone,” Meiling said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, I instantly sobered up and quickly sat up.

When did this happen?

"Just now, I went to look for it, but I couldn't find it..." Meiling sighed.

I quickly crawled out of the tent and shouted to wake up everyone else.

Master Qiao and his two subordinates both looked sleepy.

"Young Master Wu, what's going on in the middle of the night?" Third Master Qiao asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Wang Guodong is missing..." I said in a panic.

Upon hearing this, Third Master Qiao hurriedly ran to Wang Guodong's tent to take a look, and found that there was indeed no one there.

"The bed is still warm, which means he hasn't been gone long. Hurry up and chase after him! My cousin, how could he run off without even saying goodbye?" Third Master Qiao said angrily.

"Do you think it's possible that Grandpa Wang went to the Huangxian Temple? I felt he was acting a bit strange this evening. As soon as he entered the temple, he kowtowed to the clay statue of Huang Daxian. You even pulled him up. Could it be that there's something wrong with the Huangxian Temple that's bewitching Grandpa Wang?" I analyzed.

“Young Master Wu, what you said is quite possible. I also feel that the Yellow Immortal Temple is a bit strange. Let’s go and take a look together.” Third Master Qiao quickly called out, and our group of people ran towards the Yellow Immortal Temple.

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