Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping was a bit big head for a while, how did he feel that the people in this blacksmith village seemed to be abnormal?

One by one was fierce, and one by one was terribly nervous. I saw a few people, except that they were normal in their behaviors, and they were not even blacksmith villagers.

This old Luo, Shi Dexing, including his son, were bold and scary. He finally found the source of Luo Xinyi's character.

Especially the people in this village look at people with weird eyes, why do they like to stare at people all the time?

The group followed Luo Xinyi and his father and walked into the ancestral hall of the Blacksmith Village accompanied by Xingzhi, only to find out that they had misunderstood.

I originally thought that this ancestral cave was just a bigger cave, but I realized that I was wrong when I came in.

The depth of this cave channel alone is beyond imagination. It is more than 500 meters. Although the cave channel is not large, it is nearly five or six meters high and more than three meters wide. It can be used for carriage, if it is not for uneven roads.

This cave channel is not one to the end. Just walking these three hundred meters and changing the channel four times, the inside extends in all directions, if it is not for an acquaintance to bring the book, I can’t find the right way.

Moreover, the hole was completely dark. It was not Luo Hongyuan's flashlight. He didn't even want to see the road clearly. He couldn't walk if he felt the darkness. Fortunately, a group of people would not go wrong if they had acquaintances leading the way.

It took more than ten minutes to truly arrive at the destination, and when he saw the image in front of him, Di Ping realized that the famous name of the ancestors of the blacksmith village was really a good place to escape disaster.

Di Ping was a little shocked by everything in front of him. He didn't expect that the ancestral hall of the Blacksmith Village was completely different from what he thought. Even the two women Yue Lie and Gina Ava were shocked.

Only Luo Xinyi seemed to have known the reaction of the people a long time ago, with a small face raised and a look of arrogance.

The reason for the shock is that Di Ping did not expect that there is really a different place here.

Just now a few people walked in the dark cave for a long time, and turned a fork in the road. They suddenly lit up, and the bright light shone in front of everyone's eyes. The whole was white. I closed my eyes and adjusted for a while before I could see clearly. everything of.

This light is not a light, it is actually sunlight. A few people can't be alike. How could there be such sunlight coming in in this cave? Only after walking a few steps and going out of the cave will I know what is going on.

No one can feel like there is a valley at the end of this cave. The valley is not large, at most a hundred meters in radius, and surrounded by thousands of cliffs on all sides, forming a wellhead. The sun is shooting in along the top of the valley. West slope, but the light is still very strong.

Some green grass grows on the valley floor, which seems to have been cleared, not high!

In the middle of the valley, there is a small ancient temple with blue bricks and gray tiles, carved columns and painted buildings, and waves of blue smoke floating from the main hall. The ancient temple is even more simple and heavy, just like in a painting.

This ancient temple has one main hall and two partial halls. The area is not too big, only one tenth of the valley.

Di Ping and his entourage were directly facing the main hall when they exited the cave. They saw a plaque hanging in front of the hall with a few large characters on it, and five regular script characters in the ancestral hall of the Blacksmith Village.

At this time, the ancient temple was not quite empty. There was a crowd of people gathered in the square in front of the temple, about a hundred people, all facing the front hall, all with solemn expressions, and there was a low and somewhat old man in the hall. When the voice came out, it seemed to be chanting some words in a low voice, but Di Ping didn't understand the dialect he spoke very fast.

But this did not prevent everyone from feeling the solemnity from singing, and their hearts involuntarily showed respect, and their movements slowed down.

And Luo's father and daughter have stopped at this time, their hands are closed to their chests, their brows are drooping and their faces are quiet, even Xingzhi is chanting Buddhist scriptures with palms erected on their chests and mouths.