In a courtyard within Jialan Hidden Valley, not a soul was to be seen, and absolute silence reigned. A throwing dart left embedded in the door seemed to hint that this place had become a hotbed of trouble.
Ji Chenguang gripped the dart tightly and once again patrolled back and forth across the courtyard. His mind was plagued by unsolved mysteries, and now every single thing within his field of vision seemed suspicious.
He stopped beneath the large tree in the center of the courtyard, recalling his very first visit to Abbot Faxin. Back then, this place had been like a paradise far removed from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world. Abbot Faxin, having cheated death in the great fire at Jincan Temple, had been living out his final years in peace here. At the time, even Ji Chenguang had harbored a secluded wish to move in and live alongside Abbot Faxin.
Chapter 562