I heard it's not good to be a magic stick

Zhang Linle sat up, quickly put on his underwear, put on his backpack and went out.

Relying on his own feeling, Zhang Linle walked out of the hotel and walked towards a dark path at the back.

There is no street light on the trail behind the hotel, and a bleak crescent moon hangs lonely in mid-air, which is useless, and it is so dark that it is impossible to see anything clearly.

The whole city fell into a deep sleep, and an occasional gust of wind blew the branches of the roadside, as if threatening pedestrians walking at night.

Zhang Linle strode into the depths of the darkness with rapid strides, the wind died down quickly, and the surroundings returned to a suffocating silence, without any anger at all.

Zhang Linle walked for about 10 minutes, and an ancient temple stood at the end of Qingleng Street.

This temple looks a little old, and different from domestic temples, it has a typical Southeast Asian style, Brahman-style minaret.Although the building is magnificent, compared with the domestic temples, I always feel that the sharp pagodas are too sharp, and the complex carvings and huge ceramic decorations are not simple and solemn enough, which looks seductive.

"Come out, or should I go in?" Zhang Linle asked.

There was a cold laugh from the darkness, and a man came out from the corner of the ancient temple, with the moonlight behind his back, and his face could not be seen.But just looking at his body shape, he should be Asian.

But even if the moonlight was better tonight, Zhang Linle was not interested in seeing this person clearly, so he took out the mandarin duck ax from his backpack.

"I thought Xuan would send some expert over here, but there was no successor, so I called a brat over here, which branch are you from? Let me guess, it can't be the dead Xuanming Guard, right? "The other party spoke standard Mandarin as soon as he opened his mouth, with an arrogant tone.

The unopened Yuanyang Yue was a short stick. Zhang Linle turned it over a few times like turning a pen in his hand. After hearing the other party's questioning, he shrugged and said, "You know a lot."

The man took two steps closer, and Zhang Linle could see clearly that this man only had hair on one side, and the other half of his scalp was exposed because of a brutal scar extending from the right scalp to his jaw. The scar was deep, like an ugly earthworm , which splits the person's face in two.

Zhang Linle even felt that there was a serious asymmetry in this person's left and right faces, which could even be said to be distorted.

"Report your name, and I will inform Yan Xi of your death."

"The tone is so loud, it seems that there is no sequelae of being beheaded with a knife." Zhang Linle sneered, "Would you like me to help you with a knife on the left side to balance it and have a facelift?"

"Boy, you are looking for death."

"It's you who are looking for death."

Zhang Linle gave the other party a stick by surprise. The man thought that there would be a follow-up conversation, so he relaxed his vigilance and took the sap punch abruptly.

The man did a backflip and disappeared in the darkness. Zhang Linle pulled the stick left and right with both hands, forming two sharp mandarin duck axes. He chased after them with the cold blades.

The man with the scar saw that Zhang Linle was extremely fast, and he threw a flying knife with his backhand.

At this moment, the man with the scar had already held a spell in his hand, muttering in his mouth.

Zhang Linle, who was about to take advantage of the victory and chase after him, saw the road of yin and yang in his eyes.

"It's Yin." Zhang Linle snorted coldly.

But he immediately realized, can they still use guns in this line of work?If you really want to fight, it won't be the turn of Xuanji's team members to come over.To take a step back, it is impossible to fight martial arts, and it is not a martial arts conference.

The yin and yang eyes give Zhang Linle the spiritual power to judge and avoid danger. When the surroundings are controlled by metaphysicians or polluted by evil spirits, as long as he walks on the path of yang, the confusion spells of metaphysicians will be invalid. If it is evil spirits, they will dissipate together. .

On the shady side of Yinyang Road, ghosts and sprites have been blurred, and there is not much time left for Zhang Linle. He immediately walked up Laiyang Road, and the surrounding scenery immediately returned to normal.

However, just as he was being confused, the man with the scar had already escaped.

It was not so much an escape as an intentional inducement. The door of the temple opened a crack, which was obviously a clue for Zhang Linle to chase in.

The other party did it intentionally, and it was very likely that they were dealing with members of the Mysterious Society separately.

Zhang Linle shook his hands, his heart was a little excited, this time the team members were not around him, he was alone, at this moment it was no longer a simple internal test of the Mystic Society, nor was it a daily practice with Li Jingxing.

This was a real battle, he didn't know what he was facing, and he didn't know what the opponent was good at, but he didn't seem nervous, it was more... exciting.

Zhang Linle pushed open the temple door and walked in.

Under normal circumstances, a temple with a lot of people and incense, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the evil spirits in one side are suppressed. It is a place of auspicious wind and cloud.

However, in some dilapidated ancient temples, the gods have gone, the evil spirits cannot be suppressed, and they are mainly against customers. If the ancient temples are turned into Yin temples, they are no longer suitable for the people to offer incense and pray for blessings.

A righteous temple makes people feel at ease, and when you walk in, you will be much calmer, and your troubles will be let go.But Yin Temple gives people a sense of gloomy and cold.

When people with bad luck walk in, they will feel chilly, their hairs stand on end, and they will get goose bumps all over their bodies. The feeling is similar to that in cemeteries, crematoriums, hospital morgues and other places.A person who is unlucky will suffer once, and then the person's luck will be even worse, and there is also the possibility of disease and bloodshed.

Zhang Linle had heard earlier that there are many Yin temples in Southeast Asia, but most of them are large temples in China. He didn't have a particularly deep understanding of this, but now as soon as he stepped into the gate of this temple, he was shocked by the cold a shudder.

Although the temperature dropped at night, it was not too cold, and this kind of coldness was more of the icy cold coming up from the spine.

Zhang Linle took out a flashlight from his backpack, turned on the light and continued walking in. There were dozens of statues enshrined in the front hall, standing on both sides.Although they are in a meditation posture, all of them have ferocious and terrifying expressions, with the whites of their eyes turned out, and they look fierce. If they were mentally ill, they would have fainted from fright.

The surrounding airflow suddenly changed subtly, and when he got closer, Zhang Linle felt the force coming. The next moment, he was hit hard on the left shoulder, and the flashlight rolled to the ground, and the light shone obliquely on the corner of the wall. , is hidden in the darkness.

Zhang Linle was hit by the blow and hit the glass in front of the statue. He barely stood against the glass, staring at the front and side vigilantly.He didn't even see what was attacking him.

Although he was cautious enough and guarded against his surroundings, the movement of the other party's sneak attack was too small to be guarded against.

The surroundings became deathly calm again, time passed by, but Zhang Linle didn't dare to take it lightly, thinking that someone was still watching him from the dark, and he didn't dare to challenge him openly, he felt annoyed.

Faintly, he heard snorting, the voice was very low.

And this strange snorting sound came from behind him.Accompanied by the high tension of his senses, he even felt a thin wind on the back of his neck.

The light is too dark, the beams are low, and the whole atmosphere is quite depressing.

Zhang Linle was stunned, his pupils turned diagonally downwards, but unfortunately he still couldn't see the scene behind him, and his snorting became louder and louder.

His pupils shrank, quickly bounced off, rolled around on the ground, grabbed the flashlight on the ground, and turned around to shine the flashlight on the glass.

The beam of the flashlight hit the glass and refracted back dazzlingly. Zhang Linle saw his own shadow in the glass, and with his movements, the panting stopped abruptly.

He raised the light and looked at the god statue in the glass. The face of the god statue was still ferocious, sitting cross-legged, seemingly no different from before, as if all this was his illusion.

Zhang Linle was about to withdraw the flashlight, but suddenly found that the statue's hand was wrong.

When the statue was meditating, the left and right thumbs were connected to the thumb of the right hand, but just now he discovered that the hands of the statue had been separated.

So, was the one who attacked him a disguised person?

Zhang Linle didn't have much interest in thinking about it, since he found this person, he couldn't let it go. He picked up the mandarin duck ax in his right hand and scratched the glass in front of the statue, and his left hand had already chopped in sharply.

As expected, the statue moved!Jumping up with the paint all over his face, he dodged Zhang Linle's attack with a somersault, and picked up a huge iron mallet and threw it at Zhang Linle.

Zhang Linle thinks that he is good at martial arts, and he will never be manipulated by others. If the other party really wants to fight martial arts with him, it will be fine, and it will be fun to fight like this.

The hammer fell, and the stone slab on the ground cracked several cracks.This violent force did not deter Zhang Linle, he jumped away nimbly, raised his foot and jumped onto the mallet pole, showing the stunt of walking the plum blossom pile, walked very fast and steadily on the bar, and ran to the side of the instigator in two strokes, Stretching out his hand to cut, the opponent dropped his weapon and ran away in a blink of an eye.

This group of people can't tell if they are really capable, but their escape is absolutely top-notch. Zhang Linle thinks that he has good physical fitness, and his legs are more explosive than ordinary people, yet he has never escaped this fake Buddha.

However, it was really funny to see the man running around in a strange costume with his head in his arms.

"Three-legged cat kung fu." Zhang Linle scolded, thinking: This group of people has no fighting style at all, and they still have to play tricks.

He walked out of the front hall, and just when he couldn't figure out what these incompetent people were doing to attract him, something suddenly went wrong in front of him.

For the first time, Zhang Linle had doubts about what he saw with his yin and yang eyes.

In front of his eyes are no longer one yin and one yang, but two steeple-like temples.

One black and one white, very weird.