Chapter 1270: Assassin field

As soon as he entered the assassin's temple, the cold night wind suddenly blew, making the thin "small master" of the clothes shudder.
"This place is a bit sinister..." Lin said.
The members of the four guards were surrounded by a dignified face, and the torch in their hands dispelled the shadows around them, and also illuminated the plants planted in the yard.
In the courtyard in front of the Assassin's Temple, the paved roads are covered with dark blue flowers on both sides, and the scent of the monks is scented under the night wind. It feels like taking a lift with a woman who sprays more perfume.
"Less Lord, I suggest leaving immediately." Shen Wenchong's tone is serious: "There is something wrong here..."
"Nothing, you think too much." Lin Chi looked up at the dark clouds in the night sky.
In this situation, the "limit state" can just come in handy. Except for the secret observation of Mo Liya, he did not feel the breath of anyone else.
In this temple, only yourself and the guards. That weird yin is just a coincidence.
Lin Chi and the guards came to the front of the shrine and saw the wooden building that was in disrepair. The wall was already decaying. It looked like a push-down. The broken wooden door could not be locked. Doorway.
"Turn off the torch, don't point the house." Lin Chi looked at the door frame that was about to fall.
It seems that even if it is an assassin organization, there is no thought of repairing this building. The interior of the Assassin's Temple can be described as extremely ruined. The broken wooden house that is about to collapse in front of us will not even come in.
"Less Lord, do you really want to go in?" Shen Wenchong whispered a question.
"Come on." Lin Chi said that he would go in.
Shen Wenchong couldn't help but push the broken wooden door first. As the pioneer of the road, he first entered the Assassin's Temple. The latter people also sneaked in and watched the situation in the temple.
The moonlight casts down from the hole in the ceiling, so that the temple is not dark. The floor under the feet seems to be polished very smooth, and the refraction of the moonlight makes Lin's line of sight clearer.
Then, countless eyes lit up from the darkness of the wall, watching several people entering the temple.
The guards pulled out the short swords in an instant and prepared for the battle. However, everyone quickly discovered that it was not the eyes of the creatures that looked at them, but the glass beads embedded in the walls.

It’s really a bad design.
Lin Chi commented.
He stepped forward and adapted to the dark eyes, saw the wooden "face" inscribed on the wall, and the glass beads embedded in the eye socket.
It must be said that these face carvings in the Assassin's Temple are very fine, and even the crow's feet in the corners of the eyes are clearly visible. The more you look at it, the more you look horrible.
"I said, are these things really engraving?"
Lin Chi picked up his toes and stretched out a little fat hand, stroking the cold cheeks of the woodcarving: "Will it be a person who was cursed and killed, and the face emerged from the wooden wall?"
"Less Lord, don't say it again. Under... Not good at dealing with this kind of thing." Shen Wenchong said twitchingly.
- Is this kid afraid of ghosts?
Noticing Shen Wenchong's fear, Lin couldn't help but want to tease him. But Lin Chi didn't do it yet, and suddenly there was a crack in the corner behind him:
Snapped!
"who?"
The two guards blocked the time in front of Lin Chi and pointed the sword at the direction of the sound.
Into the line of sight is the broken branches in the corner, and ... a black cat who stretched out and slid away against the wall.
"Less Lord, can we go now?" Shen Wenchong said in a war.
"You can go out and wait, I am no problem here alone." Lin Chi looked around, under the "gaze" of the glass eyeball, looking for things like gods.
The way the temple is designed is very malicious at first glance. At midnight, the faces on the walls are blurred. No matter where the visitors stand, all the "eyeballs" seem to be staring at themselves.
In addition, Lin Chi also noticed that all the woodcarving faces on the wall, the corners of his mouth seemed to rise slightly, revealing a "harmonious" smile.
Although their expressions are not terrible on people, in the dead of night, in the face of hundreds of faces smiling at themselves, the terrorist index is undoubtedly soaring.
"This architect knows very well..." Lin Chi spit.
"I just want to kneel down his head." Shen Wenchong was so scared that he was standing still.
"Don't be nervous, Shen Wenchong." Lin Chi casually said, came to a statue in front of the hall.
The wooden statue disappeared from the waist up, leaving only a pair of slightly curved legs and short shackles hanging around the waist.
From this familiar posture, the statue depicts the assassin who is stealth. Lin Chi went forward, staring down at the base of the statue, and laboriously using the moonlight to identify the two lines of Chinese characters inscribed on the base:
"Dedicated to the laughing of death and the of the assassin."
"You assassinate the enemy, we harvest the soul."
- Is this cargo coming through the city of Sodom?
When I saw this sculpture, Lin Chi immediately remembered the altars in the city of Sodom and the demons that were worshipped as gods.
He closed his eyes and tried to call the "spirits" of the place in the same way as the city of Sodom. But this time, nothing happened.
There was no whisper in the consciousness, and nothing changed in the temple. The legendary "God of the Assassin" did not respond to Lin Chi’s silent call.
- Is this just an ornament, and the assassin commander is making a fool of himself?
However, when it comes to communicating with the gods, there should be another expert.
"Retracting the weapons, my men are coming in." Lin Chi reminded.
He contacted his vampire saint in consciousness, and two seconds later, a familiar white shadow appeared in front of the assassin's temple.
"Don't come over!" Shen Wenchong shouted.
"Don't be excited, she is my person." Lin Chi said again: "Put the weapon down!"
"Master, I am coming."
Mo Liya walked into the dilapidated Assassin Temple and stood in front of Lin Chi and lifted the skirt slightly: "What do you need me to do?"
"I want you to contact me in the ‘God’ in this temple.
Lin Chi pointed to the half-length sculpture beside him:
Can you do it?

"This place doesn't look like a god." Mo Liya picked up her slender eyebrows and looked at the face on the wall. "I don't feel any breath."
"Try it, if not, even if it is." Lin Chi said.
"Follow your order."
After receiving Lin’s instructions, Mo Liya closed her eyes before standing at the bust of the bust, slowly raised her head and bathed in the moonlight.
Waiting for a moment, noticed that Mo Liya opened his eyes again, Lin Chi immediately asked: "Is there something?"
"Nothing." Mo Liya shook her head.
Hearing this, Shen Wenchong, who has been standing next to him, has finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next sentence of Mo Liya made Lin Qiao, who was planning to leave, stop again:
"I don't know much about it, but it seems to be a kind of 'station'?"