Acai's Sky

Chapter 510: Sinful Dream Hua Shang (Nightmare) 18

What a surprise, it’s really scary.

The original dilapidated and crumbling appearance of the Taoist temple has long disappeared, replaced by a brand new, magnificent and beautiful ancient building in the style of a thousand years ago.

When you walk into the Taoist temple, you will see that the courtyard is spacious and bright, the ground is paved with mirror-smooth marble tiles, and it is surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.

The main hall is magnificent, with a roof covered in golden glazed tiles that sparkle in the sunlight. Inside the hall are tall and majestic statues of gods, each with a different expression and lifelike.

The walls are covered with exquisite murals with bright and eye-catching colors, which are breathtaking.

This astonishing change not only left several experts and scholars in the field of cultural relics dumbfounded.

Even the military personnel and several Taoist priests from the National Special Affairs Office who had not yet set foot in the Taoist temple were stunned.

The two respected elders, Mr. Wei and Mr. Su, were so frightened by the sudden scene that their legs went weak and they sat down on the ground.

They looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and confusion.

Director Feng was like a madman. He stared with his eyes wide open, and kept stroking the doors and windows of the Taoist temple with his hands, muttering to himself:

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."

However, when he truly felt the solid touch of the wooden doors and windows, the shock in his heart became even stronger.

His eyes became blurry, as if he was in a dream.

At this time, Director Feng had completely lost his mind. He sometimes cheered and danced, and kept muttering:

"Really, really, this is all true!"

He looked like a mentally ill lunatic.

The several young assistants who came with Director Feng were also stunned at this moment.

They were completely unaware that the laptops in their hands had fallen to the ground and cracked. They just stared blankly at everything in front of them with their mouths wide open. Their expressions were as funny as they could be.

The culprit who caused all this was hiding quietly in an extremely hidden corner at the gate.

With a smile on her face, she observed with interest the farce she had directed.

Ah Cai thought to herself, "The current state of these old men is the most real. They acted too much just now, it was very fake.

Director Feng, you are very good! "

Mr. Wei finally recovered from his extreme shock, but he was still frightened.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with trembling fingers and said in a trembling voice, "This is unscientific. It's absolutely unscientific... What on earth is going on? Could it be that there really are gods appearing in this world?"

Old Su kept rubbing his eyes, trying to confirm whether he was hallucinating: "This is simply a miracle, a miracle left by our ancestors..."

At this moment, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps was heard. They were staff members from the State Administration of Special Affairs. Each of them carried an indescribable majesty and professional temperament.

However, when their eyes fell upon the astonishing sight of the Taoist temple restored to its original state, even these knowledgeable professionals could not help but widen their eyes, open their mouths slightly, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

Director Yao Wannian, who was standing at the front, looked particularly shocked.

I saw that he had a frown on his face, his eyes were wide open, and his fingers were counting quickly in the air like the wind.

As his movements became faster and faster, the sound of his muttering gradually became louder.

Although others could not hear what he was muttering, it could be seen from his solemn expression that the situation was quite tense.

Gradually, beads of sweat the size of beans began to slide down Yao Wannian's forehead, one drop after another, and soon soaked the hair on his forehead.

At the same time, the old Taoist Lingxu standing next to him was also busy.

This highly respected Taoist priest also stretched out his hands and began to calculate with full concentration.

Unlike Yao Wannian, Taoist Lingxu's movements were a little slower, and each gesture seemed to contain tremendous force.

However, despite his best efforts to figure it out, his body could not bear it due to excessive energy consumption.

Suddenly, there was a light "puff" sound, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Taoist Lingxu's mouth, flowed down his chin, and dyed the lapels of his chest red.

Realizing that he could no longer hold on, Taoist Lingxu could only sigh, slowly put down his hands and stop what he was doing.

In the high sky, the lovely Tuantuan was hovering obediently.

After hearing the clear and unambiguous instructions from its owner, it waved its small and delicate paws without hesitation.

In an instant, several balls of light, as white as snow and emitting soft light, shot down rapidly like meteors.

These balls of light accurately enveloped Yao Wannian, director of the National Special Management Bureau, and the highly respected Taoist Lingxu.

The white ball of light tightly wrapped around them, like a mysterious and warm shield.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the white light ball gradually dissipated, an amazing scene appeared - Yao Wannian and Taoist Lingxu, who had originally looked a little tired and haggard, suddenly glowed with unprecedented vigor!

Their mental state was obviously much better than before, as if they had been injected with a powerful vitality and were healed.

Director Yao Wannian was very excited. He first slapped various parts of his body vigorously, feeling the vitality surging in his body.

Then, he couldn't contain his inner joy and started grinning.

Then, he bowed respectfully in the direction of 朏朏·Tuantuan, bowed deeply, and said with tears of gratitude, "Thank you very much for your help, senior!"

Taoist Lingxu standing by also felt this miraculous change.

He felt as if he had returned to his youth, full of energy, perhaps even more so. He couldn't help but stroke his long beard, squinting his eyes, a smile of contentment and satisfaction on his face.

After a while, Taoist Lingxu slowly came back to his senses.

He walked lightly towards the center of the hall, where many solemn and sacred statues of the Three Pure Ones were enshrined.

Taoist Priest Lingxu lit the incense and candles respectfully and prayed devoutly to express his gratitude for the protection of the gods.

Lingxu's disciples, seeing that their master, who was over seventy years old, had now got the opportunity to regain his youth, it was impossible for them not to envy him.

Director Feng followed Taoist Lingxu and observed his condition carefully, "I also want to regain my youth like you, how should I worship the gods?