Chapter 43: Pagoda Temple
Feng Feiyun hid in a pitch black corner, and his palms were filled with stale sweat. He panted nonstop while his back was glued to the cold wall, not daring to move.
There was loud singing and dancing from the mansions. One could see that the owner was wealthy and luxurious, but at this moment, Feiyun turned a deaf ear and blind eye to the commotion; he was only focused on listening to the approaching footsteps from outside of the mansion.
Du Shougao’s killing intent was dense on his body, coming closer and closer, causing the atmosphere to become frozen.
“What to do? What to do?”
There were ten thousand tricks and schemes coming up in Feng Feiyun’s mind, but he quickly dismissed all of them one by one. Facing an expert of Du Shougao’s level, any tricks would be futile.
He turned and looked at the deepest part of this mansion, and he saw that along the aged pathway, nine ancient willow trees with dragon engravings were planted, extending to the far distance.
The nine ancient willow trees corresponded with nine blue pagoda temples and they took up a corner of the mansion, they were indistinctly filled with some kind of murderous atmosphere.
This mansion was located in the inner city. He had to enter it due to the desperate circumstance in order to save his life. The decoration was completely different from the outside, carrying with it a sense of exotic architectural style.
“This mansion is so huge, but why are there no maids and servants at this place?”
Feng Feiyun took another gaze even though the lights were bright and the singing and dancing was continuous. There was not even a shadow of a person; it was seemingly very strange.
A large wind blew forward, the nine ancient willow trees engraved with dragons were like nine giants that began to slowly move, and rustling sounds came from the rubbing of the leaves.
“Whoa!”