Are You Tickling Me?

Jiang Dao sped along, quickly arriving at the previous wing of rooms.

The moment he landed, Jiang Dao's expression darkened.

The environment before him was dilapidated, the doorways collapsed, and cobwebs covered everything.

Just like the old monk's residence, there wasn't a trace of life.

Du Feng and the others inside had all vanished.

"Damn it..."

Jiang Dao's face turned icy, his grip tightening on his steel saber, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

His gaze was terrifying as his burly frame slowly turned, looking towards the dark and eerie temple.

"I'll see who exactly you are!"

Instead of being intimidated, his ferocity was ignited. He shook his neck, making cracking sounds, and strode towards the area where Li San and the others had been.

Passing through a courtyard, Jiang Dao soon reached the spot where Li San and the others had been staying.

However, upon arrival, he discovered the environment was the same as Du Feng's group's residence – incredibly broken, drafty, with patches of weeds everywhere.

Li San and the others had also disappeared!

Jiang Dao's expression darkened. After thoroughly searching the area, he set off again, heading deeper into the temple.

This time, he hadn't even seen who the opponent was before the people around him had vanished. This filled him with a deep rage.

Passing through the corridors, Jiang Dao searched from room to room, kicking out with his foot to shatter the dilapidated doors.

He didn't believe everyone was dead.

Those who could disappear so quickly under his nose were likely hidden somewhere.

While searching, Jiang Dao suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

His eyes sharpened, and he instantly turned, looking towards the dark corridor.

The night wind howled, and imperceptibly, the wind grew stronger, sending fallen leaves swirling, obscuring vision.

In the direction of the corridor, a black figure was rapidly approaching.

Upon seeing Jiang Dao, the person clearly showed surprise and stopped abruptly.

The two stood there in the dark corridor, staring at each other, neither moving.

Suddenly, the other person spoke with a cautious tone, "Is that you, Brother Jiang?"

"Li San?"

Jiang Dao narrowed his eyes and asked.

"It's me!"

The person opposite him breathed a sigh of relief, then quickened his pace towards them.

The night was dark, without moonlight.

Only when the person approached did Jiang Dao clearly see his face.

Li San's expression was grim, his body disheveled. He said, "Brother Jiang, you encountered strange events too?"

"You too?"

Jiang Dao asked in a low voice.

"Indeed."

Li San nodded. "I was on guard duty when I suddenly saw that young monk approaching from a distance. He said a master in the temple wanted to see me. I was on high alert, but I never expected this young monk to be problematic. He led me halfway there when a chilling wind blew, and I instantly vanished. When I turned back to return the way I came, I discovered all my companions had disappeared!"

He gritted his teeth, filled with deep anger.

"Did that young monk not attack you?"

Jiang Dao observed Li San.

"I can't figure that out either. Perhaps my strength made him hesitant, or maybe he couldn't defeat me instantly and feared drawing your attention, which is why he didn't attack me!"

Li San nodded.

Jiang Dao's heart churned as he asked, "Brother Li, have you encountered such strange events before?"

"Yes, but unfortunately, most martial artists are useless against these things. Even I can only deal with the weakest of them."

Li San's expression was grim. "But no matter what, I have to find my companions. Brother Jiang, our people just went missing. It's still possible to find them now. If we wait too long, things will surely change!"

Jiang Dao nodded immediately.

The two then began searching the temple again.

"Hall Master..."

Suddenly, a startled cry rang out.

Jiang Dao whipped his head around.

In the darkness ahead, a black figure was waving at him, speaking with a panicked tone as they rushed over, "Hall Master, our people are gone."

"Du Feng!"

Jiang Dao recognized the person and said in a low voice, "Where did you run off to? Where are the others?"

"I don't know. I just went out to use the restroom. When I came back, everyone was gone. Hall Master, there's something wrong here."

Du Feng ran over, terrified and gasping for breath.

"Gentlemen, we can't delay any longer. Let's move quickly."

Li San's face was grim.

The group immediately began searching again.

They rummaged through room after room.

Kicking open door after door, they searched from the front courtyard to the back. Suddenly, Jiang Dao heard faint footsteps. He frowned and looked back.

In the back courtyard, a figure was holding a torch high, also searching rapidly.

Li San!

Jiang Dao's pupils contracted.

There was another Li San here?

Where was the previous Li San?

He suddenly turned his head to look at the Li San from before.

The spot where he had been was empty, with only Du Feng's figure present. There wasn't a trace of Li San anywhere.

"Du Feng, where's Li San?"

Jiang Dao demanded.

Du Feng jumped, quickly turning back, and said in surprise, "What Li San? Hall Master, there were only the two of us here from the beginning. Where would there be a Li San?"

Jiang Dao's heart sank.

Had he fallen for the trick again?

At that moment, the Li San holding the torch in the back courtyard finally spotted Jiang Dao. His expression changed slightly, and he quickly called out, "Is that you, Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Dao let out a soft breath. "Is that you, Brother Li San?"

"It's me. Have your people also gone missing?"

Li San rushed over from a distance and asked.

"Yes. Did you find anything?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"No. This entire temple has been abandoned for many years. There isn't the slightest sign of human activity. That young monk from before was definitely not human."

Li San's face was grim.

Jiang Dao felt a surge of unease, a hint of a desire to retreat.

This temple was too strange. Visiting it so late at night was bound to lead to trouble.

He couldn't even be sure if the Li San in front of him was real.

Jiang Dao suddenly turned and walked away, his face grim, heading outside.

"Brother Jiang, where are you going?"

Li San quickly asked.

"Leaving this place!"

Jiang Dao's voice was low.

Du Feng, at his side, quickly followed Jiang Dao.

Li San's expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "Your companions are missing, aren't you going to look for them?"

"Fate decides life and death, wealth and honor are in the heavens. Why worry about it?"

Jiang Dao replied.

"You..."

Li San was shocked and couldn't agree with Jiang Dao's view.

They were his companions. If they were trapped in this haunted temple, he would never give up.

"Brother Jiang, if you're not looking, I'll search by myself!"

Li San shouted.

He held his torch high and began searching the temple again.

Jiang Dao walked forward, a cold wind whistling, growing stronger and stronger.

Many fallen leaves swirled wildly.

Behind him, Du Feng's face suddenly broke into a sinister smile. He stared intently at Jiang Dao from behind, one of his palms already turned a dark black, like blued steel.

Whoosh!

His palm moved at extreme speed, piercing the air as it fiercely clawed towards Jiang Dao's back.

Clang!

A dull sound echoed, but Jiang Dao's body didn't budge even slightly.

The smile on Du Feng's face froze instantly.

Jiang Dao's body stopped abruptly, his head slowly turning as he looked back. His eyes, under the moonlight, were indescribably terrifying and intimidating, burning with intensity.

"Are you trying to tickle me?"

Jiang Dao's gaze was indifferent.

After his attack missed, Du Feng's face contorted into a smile again, revealing a mouth full of black teeth. Suddenly, his claws moved like lightning, carrying a terrifying gust of wind as they rapidly tore towards Jiang Dao's body, a piercing whine accompanying them, like a fearsome shadow.

"Die!"

Jiang Dao roared, his entire body erupting with power. His muscles bulged as one of his palms, carrying the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, directly slammed into Du Feng's chest.

Boom!

Wind Thunder Palm!

Puff!

With an explosive sound, Du Feng spewed blood. His entire chest felt as if it had been struck by a thousand-pound bronze pillar, blasting him away. His clothes ripped open, and he crashed heavily in the distance, every bone in his body broken.