Chapter 1220: Heading to the Land of Inheritance (5)
"Follow me."
About two kilometers away from the residential area of Dawang Mountain, an abandoned temple stands silently. The temple’s gate leans crookedly against the wall, its surface peeling and worn with age. In this vast temple, only one small corner offers a meager shield against the wind and rain.
"This is an abandoned temple in Dawang Mountain. No one has come here in ages. If you stay here, no one will discover you."
The little girl picked up a stick casually and swung at spider webs and dust as she led the way. Her small figure somehow carried the amusing air of an adult in a child’s body.
An Zhifeng and the others stared at her, increasingly convinced they had seen this girl somewhere before.
"The people of Dawang Mountain are incredibly distrustful of outsiders. By coming here today, you’ve already violated their taboo. If you have something to take care of, do it quickly and leave immediately, or they’ll capture you for their ritual sacrifice."
"Sacrifice?" An Yiqing raised an arched brow, her eyes brimming with playful intrigue.
The little girl’s gaze flickered, and she shifted the topic without a trace of hesitation.
"You can do as you please. I’m leaving."
"Wait, little sister."