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Although the temperature in Purple Lake City is much better than that in the small town, I can still feel that the weather has gradually turned cooler. However, I didn't expect that the moment I stepped into the temple, it was like entering a completely new world, and the temperature became colder. It is extremely comfortable and the air is very fresh. There is no change at all due to the large number of people.

There is a spacious open space after entering the palace gate. There is only one tall tree on the left and right. It is only more than ten meters high. The branches and leaves are very lush. When they are spread out, they can cover a large area, making it difficult for sunlight and rain to penetrate.

Many believers who come to worship will stay under the tree, standing or sitting, and seem to enjoy the feeling of being under the tree.

Huang Mao squeezed into a seat, stretched out his arms and took a deep breath, and said with some confusion: "There is no smell."

"How come?" A Hai was also under the tree, with a pleasant smile on his face, "the leaves smell very fresh."

Huang Mao sniffed again uncertainly, and after confirming that there was no problem with his sense of smell, he used a detector to test the air impurities again, "I said no, the air under the tree is no different from other places... Come if you don't believe me. Smell it."

The last sentence was said to Xu Huo.

As a wounded man, Xu received preferential treatment from local believers. After he passed, someone kept offering his place and pushed him closer to the tree trunk.

"The tree in front of the goddess' door, smelling it more often is good for your health." A middle-aged woman said.

Xu Huo thanked them and imitated their example, intoxicated by the flowing air under the trees.

Huang Mao looked at it for a while and couldn't help but said: "You really smell it, what is it?"

Xu Huo thought for a while, "It smells a bit like leaves, and a bit like flowers."

Huang Mao looked suspicious, "What is that smell?"

"It's a matter of opinion." Xu Huo smiled faintly and motioned for him to help push him inside.

After this open space is the main door of the main hall. The statue of the goddess should be enshrined in the center of the main hall, but it is completely covered by the red cloth. It can only be judged from the shape of the red cloth that the goddess statue inside should be standing.

It is customary for believers to worship under the covered statue of the goddess. After worshiping, they continue to walk inside from the aisles on both sides.

Unlike other gods and goddesses in general religious sculptures, except for the statue of the goddess, other parts of this main hall, including the floor, walls, pillars, and ceiling, only have patterns. All kinds of patterns that look messy and unclear. Look carefully. You may be able to see what trees or flowers look like, but often in the blink of an eye, the patterns captured one second ago will no longer look the same this second.

Such chaotic patterns often make people feel uncomfortable, but believers are in the same state as before under the tree. They will spontaneously choose a place to stand, and then observe the patterns in their field of vision, with calm expressions, as if they are in meditation.

The same goes for Ahai.

Huang Mao failed again. He walked around the statue of the goddess, staring at the ceiling and the ground. He gave up after less than five minutes.

It was hard for him to say anything to get a fight on someone else's territory, so he asked his only ally, "Did you see anything?"

Xu Huo's eyes seemed to be stuck somewhere, and it took a few seconds before he answered his question as if he was waking up from a dream, "It's probably a dream-like life."

"So awesome?" Huang Mao followed his gaze unconvincingly, and after a while he said helplessly: "I didn't see anything."

"But why is the statue of the goddess covered? Is it shameful?"

The temple staff not far away looked at him with slight dissatisfaction, but did not interfere verbally.

Huang Mao was very familiar with him, so he leaned over and asked, "I'm new here and haven't seen anything before. Please tell me why the statue of the goddess is covered. Can you open it and take a look?"

"The goddess doesn't want to see anyone today." The temple staff said dryly.

"How do you know? The goddess gave you a dream?" Huang Mao asked strangely.

"It's an order from the divine envoy. The divine envoy can be inspired by the goddess." The temple staff bowed towards the goddess statue with a respectful expression.

"That's what the divine envoy told you. How do you know that what the divine envoy said must be what the goddess meant? Maybe it was the divine envoy who said it nonsense?" Huang Mao said deliberately.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The temple staff frowned displeased, "Even if a god envoy does such things as pretending to be a goddess and forging her words, he will be punished. Just like those who can't get in even when they reach the door of the temple. "

The last sentence seemed to have some deterrent effect. Huang Mao stopped provoking and bowed to the statue of the goddess and asked, "Where is the envoy?"

The temple staff signaled them to go around the statue of the goddess and go inside. If they were lucky enough, they would naturally see the envoy.

Huang Mao came back with a puzzled expression, held the wheelchair and said: "Listen to that, the gods have different opinions... No, in such a big place, where can a person hide? Unless he is not a human!"

Xu Huo pointed inward with his chin, "Don't be anxious first, look ahead."

While they were talking, they had already walked around to the back of the main hall. There was a small garden outside the door. On the opposite side of the small garden was a hall that was at least ten times wider than the main hall. There was no door, but there were five carved stone slabs that resembled shadow walls. The believers We will choose an aisle and walk in.

As for what is behind, from outside the door, it should be an empty space with no other objects except for random patterns. However, every person who enters from the corridor will suddenly disappear in the past two or three seconds—— This sudden disappearance meant that Xu Huo and the others could not sense anyone in the hall from the outside.

Huang Mao checked the time and said, "There are at least a few hundred people walking in front of us. Excluding those who may have finished paying homage and left, there must be thirty or forty people in the temple. But we can't feel anything outside the door."

He said and looked to both sides again, "There is no other way, this is all the temple has to offer. Isn't this a place prop?"

"It's possible." Xu Huo nodded.

"Are you still going in?" Huang Mao looked carefree, but he was actually very cautious. "If there is a compulsory effect, you may not be able to get out. If you want to see the angel, you don't necessarily have to take this risk."

He looked at the believers around him.

There were many people who had the same idea as him. After a while, a player hijacked a believer and threatened the envoy to come out to meet him.

The believers were a little panicked, and the temple staff hurriedly came to dissuade them, "Isn't it easy for you to see the divine envoy? You can just go into the Kowtow Hall. Why hurt innocent people?"

"You think I'm stupid, who knows if there are traps inside? What if I get in and can't get out?" said the player holding the hostage.

"What kind of trap? Who made the trap?" The temple staff laughed angrily, "Where do you think this is? This is the Goddess Temple, enshrining the Goddess. Who would blaspheme the gods just to embarrass you people from outside the area?"

"If you want to see the divine envoy, you have to go in. If you don't want to go in, leave quickly. Don't disturb the goddess!"