It was a small courtyard.
It was not very large.
It consisted of an empty lot and a temple hall.
More than a dozen coffins of various colors were placed in the lot—black, red, blue, and even white.
And at the entrance to the temple,
an elderly white-haired man stood there quietly, silently watching Jiang Qiao.
The source of Soul Soothing Villa!
It took almost no thought. Anyone could clearly determine the identity of this old man. But to Jiang Qiao, that was not important. What mattered was that the old man's appearance was extremely familiar to him.
Wang Kui!
The right half of the old man's face was exactly the same as Wang Kui's stone-like fleshly half-face!
"Another temple."
"Some nonsense meant to fool people."
Jiang Qiao's gaze shifted slightly. The gray Ghost Domain flashed, and he instantly crossed the tunnel he had blasted through, arriving directly in the small courtyard.
The other party clearly knew that petty tricks would be useless.
So he had neither interfered nor obstructed him.
"Old man."
"What's your relationship with the Wang Kui outside? Is he your father or your son? How come he looks so much like you?"
When he did not understand something, he simply asked.
Stepping onto the chilly Stone Slab,
Jiang Qiao felt that this place was exceptionally dark and eerie.
Although it was outdoors,
it actually made people feel as if they were inside a loft untouched by daylight. All around them was either cold dampness or the smell of mold and decay.
No normal person would like an environment like this.
"If you don't say anything, I'll tear down this lousy temple and see whether the deity you worship will descend to save you."
As he spoke,
fine arcs of lightning appeared around Jiang Qiao.
The strange