The farm girl with slightly chubby cheeks and skin tanned a bit too dark suddenly showed a fearful expression, and whispered: "The adults in the village say there are ghosts in that temple, that people come out confused, and I'm not allowed to go."
Ghosts?
Zhao Douan tugged at the corner of his mouth, gazing at the temple on the mountain behind, his expression growing more serious.
He was certain he had never been to this region before, but for some reason, he always felt that the scene before him induced a sense of familiarity.
"As if... I've seen it before..."
"What is it? I'm certain I've seen it. But where? I've never been here..."
"Think carefully..."
Zhao Douan stared intently at the lush mountain behind in the sunset, where the corner of the temple building stood, and suddenly, a flash of insight flickered through his mind.
He remembered!
"Master Gu Huo! I once saw this temple in the memories of the Enchanting Demon!"
