Lin Shen inspected the temples one by one. At night, the temples no longer looked as ruined as they did by day. Each one shimmered with light, as though deities watched over them from above, and the dilapidated temples seemed to have turned back the hands of time, restored to splendor.
Though he had come here quite a few times before, he had never examined each temple so carefully.
Lin Shen discovered that many of the ghosts and gods worshipped in these temples were ones he had never seen or heard of. Most of them were entirely unfamiliar to him.
The only ancient ghosts and gods Lin Shen knew relatively well were figures like Nüwa.
For temples whose deities he did not recognize, Lin Shen kept a respectful distance. Shi Zhongqing had warned him that some ghosts and gods possessed strange powers. Lin Shen was not to get too close to them, lest he be influenced without realizing it. That would be troublesome.
As Lin Shen walked, he spotted a temple that did not have the slightest trace of light. It was still as decrepit as it had been during the day.
"What temple is this? Are the ghosts and gods inside already gone?" Lin Shen was startled. This was the most troublesome kind.
The other temples all gave off light, so there was no need to go inside and inspect them. But for one that remained dark, he would have to enter and see whether the statue was still there.
Entering a temple at night was no good thing.
Lin Shen wondered whether he should wait until daylight before going in.
Looking from afar, he saw that a plaque hung above the half-collapsed temple gate. Only half of it remained, and beneath the dust, he could make out the