Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 273 The Roar is Different

The breeze is blowing gently and the sun is shining brightly.

The guards stand solemnly and majestically on guard around the temple. What does this add? Yes, it adds solemnity.

As the temple door slowly opened, sunlight poured into the hall, and the statue shone with a solemn and sacred light.

"Bye~" the old patriarch chanted loudly!

Upon hearing the sound, the refugees in the temple courtyard knelt down reverently and performed the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows to the Forgotten Temple.

The whole scene seemed solemn and mysterious, filled with a strong religious atmosphere.

After the three bows and nine kowtows, the chanting began.

The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and boundless, and the temples are majestic and towering above the earth.

Today is the day for the consecration ceremony. The gods have descended upon us and we pray for their protection and blessings.

The air is filled with smoke from incense, the sound of bells and drums is melodious, and the believers are pious and pray sincerely.

May the temple prosper, be passed down from generation to generation, and enjoy God’s grace, happiness and health.

The chanting of the old patriarch and the elders drifted in the wind, lingering around the market village.

After the voice fell, Yifeng sang loudly: "The incense offering ceremony begins."

Upon hearing the sound, the refugees walked into the temple devoutly and accepted Xiaocao's spiritual questioning.

"Xiaozhong, Xiaoquan, you two should record carefully." Yifeng said to his beloved disciples Yizhong and Yiquan.

Yizhong and Yiquan nodded and cooperated with Xiaocao to record the results of the psychological interrogation.

They are already familiar with it.

Yixiao and Yiliang, who were sitting at the table, were also prepared to change the surnames of the refugees who had passed the mental torture. Once the surnames were changed, they would no longer be refugees, but villagers.

As for those who fail to pass the mental torture, they will be arrested by the guards and sent to the ungodly camp to be labeled as ungodly.

It can be said that the consecration of the temple is a judgment that determines the fate of the refugees.

At the same time, in Zhaolun Valley, the black boat went downstream under the gaze of all the believers.

Fanatics from all over the place also left in wooden boats with the task of setting up altars to worship the God of Reincarnation and organizing believers.

Only the fanatics nearby were left to continue building rooms and infrastructure.

Therefore, the Zhaolun Valley Temple will be open to believers.

Under the dark night sky, a crescent moon rises quietly, casting a soft silver light and covering the primeval forest with a mysterious veil.

The towering ancient trees rise high into the clouds. Under the bright lights, their branches and leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if whispering, communicating with the "tapping" sound made by the patrolling soldiers' feet.

The moonlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, scattered around the camp and in the vast mountains and rivers.

The light and shadow change constantly with the breeze, like a painting of swaying tree shadows.

A breeze blew by, and the air was filled with the scent of moist earth and a faint smell of rotten leaves, which rushed into the soldiers' nostrils, making them feel relaxed and happy.

This is the unique atmosphere of the primeval forest.

The only drawback is that the occasional roar of animals breaks this beautiful silence and makes people alert.

"Everyone, keep your eyes open. The roar of the beasts tonight is a bit unusual." The patrolling wolf gave a serious warning to the patrolling hunting team.

"Yes." The hunting team members responsible for patrolling the camp responded in unison.

They also noticed something was wrong with the unusual roar tonight.

"Captain, there is a commotion in the distant mountains and forests." The scouts sent a report from the treetops.

"How big is the commotion?" Yilang asked.

In the jungle, due to the food chain, it is normal to have disturbances. What is abnormal is the cause of the disturbances and how large the scale is.

"Captain, it's a large-scale fleeing riot. The beasts are fleeing in a semi-encirclement and heading towards us. They must be ghosts hunting for food."

"Damn it! Everyone be on alert." The wolf roared, sweeping the makeshift camp and waking up the sleeping people.

In the past, the Yilang would not have made such a fuss without further investigation.

But after he heard Tu Chao talk about the horror of the ghost beast, his nerves had been on edge. Now, at the slightest disturbance, he completely erupted and ordered everyone to be on alert.

The hunting team quickly returned to the group after receiving the order, formed a battle formation and stood alert.

The moonlight penetrated through the layers of branches and leaves, dappled onto the bodies of thousands of hunting team members in leather armor, blending with the light of the lights and fire.

Under the intersecting light, the hunting team members looked resolutely and vigilantly at the dark forest outside the camp.

They held a variety of weapons in their hands, from sharp swords to spears flashing with cold light, each of which revealed a cold murderous intent.

Suddenly, a low roar came from all directions, deafening, as if to tear the silent night sky apart.

"Swish, swish, swish" flames shot out from the treetops toward the distant forest, exploding with a loud bang, bursting into dazzling fireworks, scaring the fleeing animals and making them roar in panic.

"Boom boom boom" fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the mountains and forests red, revealing ghosts that were roaring and chasing the beasts.

"Captain, it's a group of ghosts. A large number of them are rushing towards our camp." The voice of the scout came from the treetops.

"Damn it, where did these ghosts come from?" The leopard cursed and shouted to the tent in the center of the camp: "Big brother, light the incense and invite the cube to come to help."

"Captain, I'm lighting incense and asking Fangkuai to come over to help." A buzzing sound came from the tent.

"You beast, you're already lighting incense before the captain gives the order. I'll settle the score with you after this battle." The wolf cursed with a smile, then jumped towards the nearest big village as fast as a monkey climbing a tree.

"Roar" the roar of beasts, the sound of running, and the roar were getting closer and closer.

As soon as the snake climbed up to the treetops and looked around at the restless forest under the moon, it took out an iron cylinder from its space bag, and ignited the exposed fuse with fire from its fingertips.

"Swish, swish, swish" flames shot out, fireworks bloomed, illuminating the mountains and forests red, and scattering dots of fireworks.

With the help of the light from the fireworks, Yilang could vaguely see the attacking ghosts, including corpses and various beast-like ghosts. There were so many of them that he frowned.

However, this was not the time to frown. He threw away the hot iron cylinder and climbed down the tree like a clever monkey.

"Prepare for battle!" The wolf that had climbed down from the tree gave the order with a ferocious look on its face.

The hunting team received the order and quickly retracted their formation. Their steps were firm and powerful, and their leather armor reflected a faint luster under the moonlight, adding a bit of solemnity.

Their breathing became heavy and powerful, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Bang bang bang" the sword and shield soldiers inserted their fine steel shields into the ground of the camp.

"Swish, swish, swish" the spear emerged from above the fine steel shield, ready for battle.

"Buzz" the bowstring made a buzzing sound, the archer drew the bow and put the arrow on, waiting for the ghost to attack.

"Bang, bang, bang" the wild beasts ran and jumped, fleeing from under the hill.

After the wild beasts fled, the roars of ghosts began.

"Roar!" Thousands of ferocious ghosts came rushing in like a tide.

They are skinny, have hideous faces, and emit a disgusting stench.

Their eyes flashed with blood-red light, as if they were demons from hell. They stopped chasing and looked greedily towards the camp on the hill.