“Ah!” At the same time, in that dazzling instant, Jiang Yiluo actually saw the four-meter-high Vajra General statue in the monastery's main hall come to life, its eyes flashing white beams that struck at him fiercely. With a sharp sound, the fragmented stone statue drew its bow, aiming at Jiang Yiluo outside the door. Before he could react, it released a thunderous shot, shooting out a three-meter-long giant stone arrow like a meteor toward Jiang Yiluo. Unable to dodge, Jiang Yiluo let out a piercing scream and closed his eyes, collapsing onto the ground in front of the temple, thinking he was doomed.\
But after hitting the ground, he didn't feel the immense pain of being impaled by the giant arrow. “Hey, Luo, get up!” A familiar voice sounded beside him, followed by a hard kick to his back—it was Uncle Lin's voice.\
He hurriedly opened his terrified eyes and looked behind him, only to realize that at some point, Li Lin had appeared behind him holding a pistol, his face full of fear.\
“Just now… just now…” Jiang Yiluo, in panic, turned back to look inside the monastery. At that moment, the General statue holding the bow and giant arrow was back to normal, lifeless and still, with no signs of life, the giant stone arrow merely resting on the bow, not released.\
“Could what I saw just now have been an illusion?” Jiang Yiluo thought to himself, while Li Lin slowly helped him to his feet. “What's going on with you? Why are you so panicked?” Li Lin asked.\
“It's nothing. You… did you… catch that guy from just now…”\
“No, that old man disappeared the moment he jumped in here! This place is way too creepy!” Li Lin said, his face showing extreme fear.\
“I told you not to chase him!”Jiang Yiluo turned his head to look at Li Lin while speaking. For some reason, as soon as he met Li Lin's eyes, he suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented. Uncle Lin's face instantly became blurred and pale, and the surrounding air grew icy, filled with an eerie chill. A sudden, inexplicable sense of fear swept over him, and a terrifying, strange thought suddenly rose in his heart—could it be that Uncle Lin is…?
But it was too late by the time he thought of it. “Hahaha!” Li Lin, who was beside him, suddenly let out a chilling, echoing laugh like a woman. Before Jiang Yiluo could even comprehend what happened, there was a loud “bang” sound, and Li Lin suddenly became unbelievably strong, slapping Jiang Yiluo so hard that he was thrown into the air. With a “thud,” Jiang Yiluo flew over ten meters before falling onto a patch of ground outside the temple.
“Hahaha, kid! Guess who I am? Hahaha!” Li Lin let out a laugh so eerie and infantile that it made Jiang Yiluo's ears ring and his whole body go limp. At the same time, Li Lin's eyes suddenly flashed green, shooting out two terrifying green beams like the lights of a flashlight, cutting through the air and shining on Jiang Yiluo like stage lights.
“No!” Spitting blood and water from his mouth from the blow, Jiang Yiluo, in extreme fear, forced himself to lift his head and look back. He saw Li Lin looking as if possessed by a demon, staring at him viciously, slowly gliding across the ground toward him, utterly terrifying.
“What… are you? Where did Uncle Lin go?” Jiang Yiluo asked while struggling to lift his gun and aim at Li Lin, who was now only about eight meters away. Instinctively, he felt that this was no longer Li Lin, but a terrifying supernatural demon. At the same time, Jiang Yiluo instinctively fired three rapid shots at it.
To his surprise, the bullets had no effect on Li Lin, who continued to stare at Jiang Yiluo in a chilling manner.
