Hearing this sentence, Zhang Jing's hair exploded.

This is clearly the same sound as before.

"What do you know? The moon is dark and the wind is high, and you haven't heard of it when you kill someone?"

"When killing and setting fire."

"Bang."

Zhang Jing rushed out directly, but he wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost.

pity,

It's still the same as last time, with no one within a radius of hundreds of meters.

"Is it possible that there are really ghosts?"

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and pondered. It was not impossible.

He has traveled through time, and he can accept any bizarre things in this world.

However, what puzzled Zhang Jing was that if there was something wrong in this world, he would have discovered it long ago, rather than just now.

Zhang Jingjing held the Jinghong Sword and returned to the Land Temple.

Not waiting for him to ponder for a long time.

The voice just now rang again.

"rustle."

"Uncle Dahai, why is it so dark this day?"

"What do you know? The moon is dark and the wind is high, and you haven't heard of it when you kill someone?"

"When killing and setting fire."

"Yes, that's it..."

Zhang Jing did not take action this time, but instead widened his eyes and observed the land temple.

From top to bottom, from left to right,

But I still didn't notice anything wrong.

The two voices were still in conversation.

However, unlike just now, this sentence was hidden halfway through the words.

Then, the repeated footsteps sounded again.

Zhang Jing has been listening to it more than ten times, and there are few complete ones.

Most of them are repeated after saying a few words.

It seems like a tireless gramophone, and the gramophone is still malfunctioning.

Zhang Jing walked out with a knife, without choosing to stay in the Land Temple.

There was indeed something strange inside.

Strangely, after Zhang Jing came out of the Land Temple, the two voices of conversation stopped.

It never sounded again.

"Can you say that you can only hear clearly in the Land Temple?" Zhang Jing's thought flashed through his mind.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Zhang Jing chose to walk in again.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Jing entered, the sound rang again.

"rustle."

Afterwards, Zhang Jing left the Land Temple, and the sound never came into Zhang Jing's ears.

Looking at the Land Temple in front of him, Zhang Jing resisted the urge to cut down with a knife.

This weirdness was the first time he encountered this world.

Zhang Jing doesn't want anything to happen.

Now he just wants to wait till dawn and leave here.

The sky is darker now than just now, so Zhang Jing doesn't plan to leave now.

Such strange things have happened, and no one knows whether something even stranger will happen in the dark.

Zhang Jing was about ten meters away from the Land Temple, and there was still a fire inside.

It was the candle he just lit to burn.

Zhang Jing supported the innate qi to protect his body, and his eyes glanced around him from time to time.

In this situation, Zhang Jing no longer had the heart to close his eyes and rest.

It's better to be cautious.

There are no stars or moons in the sky, and Zhang Jing does not have a timer, so he can only judge the time based on his guesses.

It seems that it has been a long time since the night slowly retreated.

The sun in the sky hung up again, Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, and finally chose to go into the Land Temple again to experience whether there was any sound coming out.

I stayed inside for a quarter of an hour before I walked out, but no sound came out this time.

It seemed as if everything before was an illusion.

But Zhang Jing knew that was not.

However, it is best if nothing happens, and Zhang Jing doesn't want to cause any more trouble.
Chapter completed!