Without knowing when, as a bowl of sweet water slowly entered his mouth, Jiang Yiluo slowly opened his eyes. What met his gaze were several villagers with gentle expressions. "Are you okay?" an uncle asked above his head. It was then that he realized the sky was already blue with white clouds—clearly it was daytime. The fresh air unique to the forest blew past, making him feel an unexpected sense of serenity.
"There's a monster here!" Jiang Yiluo murmured to himself as he stood up. "There's a monster in this temple!"
"What monster? There's no temple here," said the surrounding villagers, clearly bewildered.
Jiang Yiluo turned his head toward the direction of the ruined temple from the night before and was shocked. My goodness! The place where the ruined temple had been was now a large white graveyard. Could it be that the ruined temple last night was created by a thousand-year-old wolf spirit?
"How strange, how did the stone Daoist statue we placed on the mountaintop end up here? And, the chest has a huge hole!" murmured a villager a few meters away, speaking to himself amid the grass to the east.
Jiang Yiluo hurriedly walked over with the villagers' support. Once he focused and followed the villager's gaze, he was astonished. What appeared before his eyes was a gray stone statue of a Daoist lying in the grass, looking exactly like the gray-robed old Daoist who had saved him last night, still holding a stone sword identical to the one from last night. But the strangest thing was that the statue's chest had a scorched, huge black hole. My heavens! Could it be that the gray-robed Daoist who saved him last night was actually a stone statue the size of a human?
As for the enormous wolf-insect creature, it had left no trace whatsoever. Jiang Yiluo realized that he must have completely defeated it last night, perhaps even completely blown to ashes, disintegrated into smoke. In any case, there would no longer be any monsters causing trouble here. However, Li Lin's body had disappeared.
Supported by the villagers, Jiang Yiluo slowly walked toward the nearby hospital. He knew that not everyone would believe his story, but he would keep it in his heart.
