Chapter 93 Temple of Crafts

Under the moonlit night, Zhong Cheng walked alone on the street of the Beast City. Because the night is not deep, the Beast City is still very lively. But Zhong Cheng's heart has never been lively. Xiaodie's words have been echoing in his mind and can't be waved for a long time.

I don't know why he always has a sense of loss in his heart. Zhong Cheng vaguely felt that the person in Xiaodie's heart seemed to be himself. This is an intuition that Zhong Cheng is born with. Of course, this may be Zhong Cheng's wishful thinking.

If it's really wishful thinking, it's better. In this case, there is no need for Zhong Cheng to struggle.

"Wow!" With a long sigh of relief, unconsciously, Zhong Cheng had deviated from the road and walked into an alley. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the outside world, it is much quieter here. A few wisps of moonlight gently sprinkled down, reflecting the bluestone slabs of the alley, with a faint sense of sadness.

In this place, it should calm down the impetuous mood. A person's quiet thinking is a pleasant thing...

Just as Zhong Cheng put his back against the wall and closed his eyes to get ready to enjoy this rare tranquility. A woman's voice interrupted his thoughts

"What's wrong with you? I'm out of my mind."

The woman's voice is beautiful, and the person is also beautiful. But Zhong Cheng is not blessed with this beauty. Because the owner of the voice is Bauhinia, the woman who always mocks Zhong Cheng when he is sad. Now that Bauhinia has spoken again, it proves that Zhong Cheng is likely to be ridiculed.

"I'm fine! Just too tired!" Zhong Cheng, who was depressed, replied coldly.

"Oh? Is that right? I thought you were trapped!" As Zhong Cheng didn't expect, Bauhinia really began to mock him.

Zhong Cheng sighed helplessly and didn't bother to take care of Bauhinia. However, Bauhinia didn't want to let go of Zhong Cheng and continued, "Actually, that girl is not bad, and she still looks more pleasant. If you really care so much, why do you sigh here when the director makes a scene of 'making a big wedding'?

"Less self-righteousness!" Zhong Cheng snorted softly, "I know what to do. You'd better worry less about it!"

"Oh, isn't it? It's just words," a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared in front of Zhong Cheng's eyes. In the white smoke, Bauhinia slowly appeared in front of Zhong Cheng and smiled gently, "Actually, I'm not very confused? Don't tell me that you are not at a loss. Your eyes have said everything.

At the point, Zhong Cheng sank his head speechlessly. Bauhinia is right. Although Zhong Cheng's words are chic, there is always a feeling of 'lost' in his heart.

However, this time, Bauhinia did not sprinkle salt on Zhong Cheng's wound, but asked softly, "Actually, you don't have to worry about it. Think about it, since you gave the girl named Xiaodie to Tang Peng so generously, doesn't this explain the problem?

"What does it say?" Because he didn't know what Bauhinia meant, Zhong Cheng raised his head and asked.

"Ha," he squeezed his lips and smiled. Bauhinia stretched out his slender finger and pointed to Zhong Cheng and said, "Then Tang Peng has no friendship with you, so you will never give up the person you like. And now, you have blessed them generously. Isn't this enough to show that you actually don't like Xiaodie?

Zhong Cheng thought for a while as Bauhinia said, nodded thoughtfully and said, "It seems to be like this."

Bauhinia smiled and continued, "So, don't worry, go back to bed quickly!" Today, you have fought with three people all day, and they are all life and death. I'm afraid you are already physically and mentally exhausted!"

"Yes! I've been busy for a year, and I'm really tired!" Zhong Cheng answered lazily and stretched his waist to prepare to leave the alley. Coincidentally, at this time, there was a faint sigh in the depths of the alley.

Zhong Cheng raised his eyebrows, instinctively turned around and turned his eyes to the depths of the alley. There stood quietly a palace that looked miserable. The plaque in front of the hall had tilted to one side, and the handwriting on it was also blurred, and only the word "God" could be faintly seen.

Bauhinia, like Zhong Cheng, is also staring at the building.

"It's strange that there is a temple in this place. I don't know which god is worshipped in it."

Zhong Cheng looked at the Bauhinia beside him and asked, "Is the temple a place to worship God?"

Bauhinia nodded and said, "Well, the god's cultivation is to the final stage. After becoming a god, he will go to the divine world. At this time, in order to commemorate the god, people usually build a temple to worship him. However, not all gods can enjoy this honor forever. If God's descendants gradually decline, the temple built for him is likely to decline..."

"Is this one like this one?" Zhong Cheng pointed to the temple in front of him and asked. Bauhinia did not answer, but nodded with a little emotion and asked, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Well," Zhong Cheng nodded and replied, "I care about that sigh just now."

"Well, you go and have a look, but be careful." Bauhinia told Zhong Cheng to turn into a white smoke and return to the Nether Pearl.

Zhong Cheng took a few deep breaths, stepped forward and slowly walked towards the temple deep in the alley. After entering, Zhong Cheng found that the plaque hanging at the main gate of the temple read the word "Craftsman". Seeing the word "craftsman", Zhong Cheng suddenly had a very familiar feeling.

After stopping at the door for a while, he gently walked towards the inside of the temple. He heard a very real sigh just now, so I guess there may be someone in this temple. People who still stay in such a remote place at this time have to guard against it.

The interior and exterior of the temple look dilapid, surrounded by crooked columns, and the roof has many large and small loopholes. In front of him, a strong man with a sword in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand was sculpted with granite. The man's upper body was **, his mouth was open with joy, and he stared at the sword in his hand.

Although the temple is very dilapidated, the statue of the craftsman's god is carved lifelike. In those years, it took people a lot of effort to build this temple.

However, compared with this statue, the woman standing in front of the statue with a pair of ponytails and a blue pigment skirt can attract Zhong Cheng's attention more.

The woman stood in front of the statue with her back to Zhong Cheng, as if she were worshipping the gods. What surprised Zhong Cheng more was the back of this woman, which Zhong Cheng was particularly familiar with. He bet that he must have seen her before. Therefore, Zhong Cheng raised his chin and began to think carefully about the identity of the woman.

"Alas..."

Just as Zhong Cheng was distracted, the woman trembled slightly and spit out a sigh again. It sounds full of sadness.

The woman raised her head slightly, then put her hands together and prayed in a low voice, "Ancestors, don't worry, Fei Xue swears that she will revitalize our losers!" Let our loser's craftsmanship once again become famous in the whole continent!"

"Filled snow? Public loser?"

Zhong Cheng's mind seemed to flash an electric current, and he suddenly understood. Dare to say that the woman in this temple is the young lady of the public loser, the public loses Fei Xue! No wonder I'm so familiar with it.

Since he knew that the other party was losing Fei Xue, Zhong Cheng probably knew what happened here.

What is worshipped in this temple is the craftsman. And the public loser is after the craftsman, so this craftsman is the ancestor of the public loser Feixue. At night, Feixue came here specially to worship his ancestors.

As for the sorrow in Fei Xue's heart, Zhong Cheng also probably understands it. It is thought that in recent years, the status of the public losers in the Tongshen mainland has become lower and lower, and the family has become more and more declining, so Fei Xue will say that she wants to "revitalize the family".

Think about it, if the public loser is still very strong, then it is definitely impossible for the temple to be abandoned to such a point. This Tongshen continent is really a world of the law of the jungle. Even after the canon of God, if the descendants do not work hard, it will decline sooner or later.

Is it possible for the descendants of the craftsman to decline so easily?

Zhong Cheng frowned slightly and thought to himself, "What has happened to the public loser?"