kvmb Chapter 722 Huanghua Temple
Chapter 722 Huanghua Temple
Spider Cave? Yellow Flower Temple?
What is that place?
Beto was both surprised and suspicious by the sudden sound. He had no idea where he was or how someone had silently gotten behind him.
Beto turned around at the sound and saw a Taoist priest wearing a robe and a mask.
"You! You...you are!!!"
Beto wasn't someone with an exceptional memory; the people he could remember were usually those who left a deep impression on him.
The mysterious Taoist priest from the Spider Silk Hall in Green Tree City was Qi Yi. The person in front of him had a similar appearance and clothing to the Taoist priest from the Spider Silk Hall, which made him instantly connect the two.
It's him! ! !
Beto's heart pounded violently. He was terrified of the man who had once made him contemplate death, and thus reacted strongly when he saw his face.
He came to see me!
Did he know I was planning to fool him about multi-family insects?
I'm sorry! I was wrong! Please don't kill me!
Beto was extremely nervous at this moment. After all, he had done something wrong and was afraid that the other party already knew about it and had come to kill him to silence him.
This was a figure even more terrifying than the Lion King. A wave of immense regret washed over him. But just then, a calm voice suddenly rang out:
"You got the wrong person."
Admitting a mistake?
Beto looked at the sword-wielding Taoist in front of him, wondering what he meant. But the sword-wielding Taoist knew what Beto was thinking even without asking.
"The one you're thinking of is Master Mi. He's different from me. I'm just working under Master Mi."
"It wasn't him?! Thank goodness! I thought I was going to die... Wait! You said you were his subordinate, so this is his house?!?!"
Beto had initially breathed a sigh of relief, but upon hearing that the sword-wielding Taoist was a subordinate of Mi Daoren, his body tensed up again.
Isn't there still no difference?!
Isn't it the same whether you're captured by him or by his men? It's just a matter of dying sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Beto felt despair again. He remained silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:
"You captured me? Where's the Lion King? You killed him? Where's my brother? Is he still alive? Can you please let me go? I didn't mean to deceive that lord! I just..."
"I might die next, but I need to figure out what's going on," Beto blurted out a barrage of questions.
"Bring them here? Go ahead and do as you please. If you want to see the other two, come with me..."
As the swordsman spoke, he led Beto out of the courtyard.
Click~
The familiar sound of the door opening was there again, but this time what appeared before me was not a small courtyard, but a huge dojo.
The Yellow Flower Temple was built on the site of the former Doctorman Manor. The temple was somewhat complicated, but it was not a difficult task for the little demons. The Yellow Flower Temple was very large. Although it did not cover the entire manor, it occupied a considerable area.
The previous manor buildings were all demolished, and a large number of Taoist and Chinese-style buildings were erected here, which were quite grand in both layout and style.
Of course, this Taoist temple is somewhat different from the Taoist retreat places that people usually understand. Although it is magnificent in its overall atmosphere, there is a strange feeling beneath the grandeur.
Huanghua Temple lacks that righteous spirit, or rather, it does have it, but it is only superficial and deliberately performed. Hidden beneath this righteous spirit is that repulsive evil spirit.
It's like a sinister Taoist priest wearing a smiling mask. At first glance, others might think he's smiling, but upon closer inspection, they'll find that he's not a good person.
A shattered mask, a dojo filled with malevolent energy, and Taoist priests who seem like demons...
"This is Huanghua Temple."
The swordsman turned to look at the stunned Beto. Although the white mask was smiling, Beto inexplicably felt a chill, just like the dojo that made him uneasy.
How could there be such a place in the forest?
Beto was certain he had never been to this place, but he had been in this forest for quite some time. Why hadn't he noticed it? The same was true for the others. How could a complex of buildings of this size be hidden?
Beto was puzzled, but the swordsman didn't seem to intend to continue talking to him, so he could only follow the swordsman in silence while observing everything around him.
There were quite a few here; they all wore the same white masks and either yellow or gray Taoist robes. Some carried long staffs, some carried whisks, and some, like the one in front of him, carried a silver-white sword.
Beto is now certain that the Sword-Wielding Taoist is a subordinate of the Mi Daoist, because he has seen many people dressed like the Mi Daoist, or rather, the Sword-Wielding Taoist, here.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that both they and the sword-wielding Taoists wore slightly different clothing from Mi Daoren, suggesting they were not of the same social standing.
Of course, the more crucial point is that none of these guys exerted as much pressure on him as that Taoist Mi.
Where are we going? What will you do to me?
Although he knew there might be risks in speaking up, Beto had no choice but to muster up the courage to do so in order to obtain more information.
They didn't kill me right away, so there must still be room for maneuver...
Beto abandoned his plan to struggle for survival, firstly because he was too weak to exert any fighting power, and secondly because there were too many guards here, making it impossible for even a mosquito to escape. He decided to give up on that idea.
Rather than that, he preferred to negotiate verbally. Whether it was money or begging for mercy, he was willing to do anything to survive.
Seeing the nervous and flustered Beto, the swordsman's face, hidden behind his mask, seemed to smile slightly. After a few breaths, he spoke:
"Your mind is too confused."
"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous. We don't intend to kill you right now."
"As the first successful experimental subject, you have high research value. We will not take any action against you until you have been studied."
"As long as everything goes smoothly, you... might be able to survive?"
Laughed!
That was absolutely hilarious!!!
Beto was certain that after saying his last sentence, the man in the white mask in front of him definitely smiled, and it was a malicious, slightly mocking smile.
However, Beto no longer cares about his mockery, because he has something else he cares about more.
The experimental subject...research...may be able to survive...
The words of the sword-wielding Taoist echoed in his ears, and any one of them could make Beto uneasy.
What will become of me...?
Just as Beto's face showed fear, that familiar voice rang in his ears again:
"arrive."