Guizhi leaned towards Gu Yunqing with some fear. Gu Yunqing smiled and held her hand and walked towards the woods.
As soon as he entered the woods, Gu Yunqing felt a cool breeze coming, and the leaves made whimpering sounds like a low crying sound.
Gu Yunqing looked around and found that there were a lot of new or old paper money on the road, and slowly circled on the ground under the push of the wind.
Guizhi’s face turned pale, and she pulled Gu Yunqing tightly.
Gu Yunqing was not afraid. In her opinion, the demons and ghosts in this world were far less terrifying than those who came from human hearts.
The two walked slowly along the path, and soon they walked to a turn. Through the woods, Gu Yun
Qing could vaguely see the eaves of the City God Temple. Just as Gu Yunqing was walking forward, he suddenly heard the call for help coming from behind.
“Save…Save me, save…I…” The sound was intermittent, accompanied by the whimpering sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the paper money circling on the ground. No matter how you look at it, you feel strange and intoxicating.
Gu Yunqing frowned and walked out of the forest without stopping.
Not far away is the City God Temple. The City God Temple here is very dilapidated. Because it is next to the chasm, no one will come to worship it. Over time, it has become a place to detain madmen.
The two of them walked in slowly, covered in dust and spider webs, and there was no sign of anyone there.
Gu Yunqing shouted as he walked, “Is anyone here?”
“Who are you looking for?”
An old voice came from behind Gu Yunqing, and the two were startled.
I quickly turned around and found that it was a hunchbacked old man holding a broom standing outside the temple gate. Gu Yunqing smiled at him and said, “Let’s find someone named Yan Hongyuan.”