Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"Really? The myths and legends must be true! This is really the Great Leiyin Temple. Didn't Sakyamuni sit in meditation on Mars for seven days and seven nights before he finally became a Buddha?"

“Could it be that the ancient tree is the Bodhi tree under which Sakyamuni attained enlightenment?”

"Based on our current experience, what else is there that we cannot believe?"

……

With the magnificent Buddhist sound echoing in their ears and the brilliant light all around them, everyone looked at each other in shock like clay sculptures or wooden carvings. Their eyes were wide open and their mouths slightly opened, as if they could not accept everything that was beyond their imagination. For a long time, myths and legends were just fictional stories in their minds, but now, all of this was so real before their eyes, subverting all their previous cognition.

At this moment, Jiang Han walked alone to the withered bodhi tree. He raised his head slightly, supported his cheek, frowned slightly, and stared at the ancient tree with deep and focused eyes. Faintly, the bodhi tree in his sea of ​​consciousness was trembling slightly, as if it felt some kind of call, and as if it was responding to the withered bodhi tree in front of him. This strange resonance made Jiang Han feel an indescribable wonderful feeling in his heart, as if he and the ancient tree were establishing a mysterious and close connection.

"If this is really the legendary Leiyin Temple, there must be many divine objects inside." Gradually, the group began to regard the myth as a real existence. In this mysterious and unknown Martian world, faced with such a shocking scene, their thinking began to undergo a huge change, opening the door to all possibilities.

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he took the lead and ran into the dilapidated temple. His eyes were shining with excitement and curiosity, as if the key to solving all mysteries was hidden in this ancient temple. Seeing this, others followed closely behind him, their steps hurried and anxious, for fear of missing any discovery.

"They can actually glow! Sure enough, these are not ordinary items!" After entering the temple, everyone saw some glowing objects and instantly showed joy on their faces. On Mars, which is full of dangers and unknowns, having one more treasure in hand means a little more hope of survival. These glowing objects are particularly eye-catching in the dim temple. They emit a mysterious light, as if telling their extraordinary life stories.

Realizing that the number of luminous objects was limited, everyone felt a sense of urgency. After realizing this, everyone started scrambling for them. Their eyes were filled with greed and desire, as if these objects were their lifeline in this desperate situation.

Ye Fan walked straight to the stone Buddha, and quickly grabbed the bronze ancient lamp beside it. This bronze ancient lamp had a simple shape, and the surface was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life. When Ye Fan held it, a weak electric current spread through his arm and his whole body, making him shiver.

Pangbo picked up a golden copper plaque. The plaque was heavy and warm to the touch. Although the words on it were a little blurred, one could still feel the majestic momentum it contained. Pangbo carried it on his shoulders, as if he instantly possessed endless power.

As for other people, they also grabbed some glowing objects, such as vajra, broken incense burner, ruler, copper bell, fish drum, etc. These objects have different shapes, but they all emit unique light, as if waiting for the arrival of the destined person.

"what……"

Just as some people were groping for the objects in their hands, a female student's scream suddenly broke the silence of the temple. The scream was sharp and shrill, as if filled with endless fear and despair.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw the female classmate fell to the ground with a thud, motionless. Looking closely, her face was full of fear, and there was a blood hole as thick as a thumb on her forehead, with blood gushing out. It seemed that she had seen something extremely terrifying before she died. Her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen something horrifying before she died, and her eyes were filled with endless fear and unwillingness.

"What...what's going on?!"

"Xiaohong, is she... is she dead? What happened?"

Looking at the death of the female classmate, everyone was instantly filled with fear and horror. This scene happened too suddenly. A living life died inexplicably, and the death was so strange that everyone was filled with doubts and uneasiness. Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion, not knowing whether they would be the next to suffer.

"Don't go near her!"

Ye Fan immediately stopped the two male classmates who were trying to approach the body. His eyes revealed determination and calmness. "We don't know the cause of her death yet. Let's gather together and stay vigilant." In this dangerous environment, Ye Fan knew that rash actions might bring greater dangers. Only by staying calm and united could they overcome the difficulties.

"Is it because we took these sacred objects and desecrated the Great Leiyin Temple, and were punished by the gods?" A male student glanced at the Buddha statue behind him, his voice trembling, and put the glowing ancient mirror in his hand back to its original place. His eyes were full of fear and awe, as if he was afraid of angering the gods hiding in the dark.

what--

However, just as he put down the ancient mirror, he let out a shrill scream. The next moment, he fell to the ground with a bang, and his death was almost exactly the same as the female classmate before. There was a thumb-sized blood hole on his forehead, and blood was flowing. This scene made everyone's heart sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant. They began to realize that this was by no means a simple accident, but a hidden unknown danger.

"Dead...dead! Another one dead!"

"Let's go. We have to go! If we don't leave now, we will be the next to die."

"There's something strange here. Let's retreat to the ancient bronze coffin first. At least, we won't die there!"

……

Looking at the man's body, everyone was terrified. At this life-or-death moment, no one hesitated and they all ran out of the temple. Their steps were hurried and their hearts were filled with fear of death and desire to survive.

Buzz!

Suddenly, as he was running, a melodious sound of metal trembling arose, the sound was as grand and solemn as the vibration of a yellow bell. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the copper plaque in Pangbo's hand was filled with brilliant golden light, which was extremely dazzling. This golden light was like a barrier, covering Pangbo, emitting a powerful force.

"What happened?" Ye Fan, who was closest to Pangbo, asked immediately. His eyes were full of concern and curiosity, trying to figure out this sudden change.

"It seems something attacked me just now, but it was knocked away by this bronze plaque." Pangbo shook the bronze plaque in his hand, with a look of relief on his face. There was still a trace of fear in his eyes, and it was obvious that the attack just now made him feel scared. "Did you see what it was?" Ye Fan continued to ask, he knew that only by understanding the enemy could he better deal with danger.

Pangbo shook his head: "The speed was too fast. I felt my body inexplicably enveloped by a cold aura, as if I had been to the gates of hell. All thanks to this bronze plaque." His voice was full of gratitude for the bronze plaque. If it weren't for this magical bronze plaque, he would probably have died.

"It's not the gods of the Great Leiyin Temple who are punishing us, they are protecting us. Think about it, Xiaohong died because he didn't have the magic weapon. And Xiaoming died just when he put down the magic weapon."

After hearing Lin Jia's analysis, everyone who had gained something in the Great Leiyin Temple tightly grasped the broken Buddhist artifacts in their hands, as if they were the guarantee of their lives. As for those who had nothing in their hands, the fear on their faces was even greater, and their terrified eyes instantly focused on those who held the Buddhist artifacts. Their eyes were full of envy and desire, hoping to get a little protection from others.

"what--"

The screams came again. However, this time it was not just one person, but five people. Three men and two women fell to the ground almost at the same time. The wounds were still on their foreheads. The three identical blood holes were shocking. This scene made everyone's fear reach its peak. Their bodies began to tremble involuntarily, and their hearts were filled with despair.

"They died in the same way. What on earth attacked them?"

"Sure enough, those who died were those without divine weapons!"

Seeing the five dead bodies lying on the ground, everyone was terrified, especially those who had nothing in their hands, whose faces turned pale. They noticed that it was not that those holding the divine weapons were not attacked, but that the broken divine weapons protected them when they were attacked.

“Help us…”

Those who did not find the artifacts in the temple were all terrified and approached those who found them, pleading with them in an almost begging tone. Their voices were full of despair and helplessness, as if they were looking for a ray of light in the darkness.

"Ye Fan, please, save me..." A nearly collapsed female classmate ran to Ye Fan crying, her eyes full of fear and pleading, she tightly grasped the corner of Ye Fan's clothes, as if that was her last hope.

"We are all classmates, we can hold the artifacts together." After Ye Fan let the female classmate hold the ancient bronze lamp together, he said self-deprecatingly, "Who can say that we won't die with these artifacts? If we can't return to Earth, maybe we will all die, one after the other." His voice revealed a hint of helplessness and sadness. In this world full of unknowns and dangers, death seems to be able to come at any time.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the people holding the artifacts looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shared the artifacts with others. They knew that at this critical moment of life and death, unity was the only hope for survival.

Ye Fan was right. How long could they survive in this place without food or water?

"God of war, aren't you afraid of death?" Ye Fan glanced at Jiang Han, who was still standing alone not far away and had a calm face, and asked. His eyes were full of doubts and curiosity, and he didn't understand why Jiang Han was so calm.

shhhhhh!
However, before Jiang Han could answer, the originally flat ground suddenly bulged with small bumps. Then, amid the sound of breaking through the air, a series of black shadows flashed by. Then came the continuous sound of collisions. These black shadows were extremely fast, like a black lightning, and people had no time to see their appearance clearly.

"What on earth are these? Could it be that they are the cause of Xiao Hong and Xiao Ming's death?" A crowd gathered together, looking at the scene around them in astonishment. Their eyes were filled with fear and confusion, and they tightly grasped the artifacts in their hands, trying to resist this unknown threat.

They saw dozens or even hundreds of black shadows attacking them from different directions. Fortunately, the artifacts in their hands glowed with golden light and blocked the attacks again and again. Every time they hit, there was a dull sound, which made everyone's arms numb, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted, with only one belief in their hearts, that is to survive...

"God of war, you clearly don't have any divine weapon to protect you, so why don't these weird things attack you?"

"That's right, what secrets are you hiding?"

"I even doubt if you brought us here!"

……

Everyone stared at Jiang Han who was calm and composed not far away. Their fear and doubts intertwined in their hearts, making them unable to help but question him one after another. Their eyes were full of vigilance and suspicion, as if Jiang Han was the initiator of all the strange events.

"Do you think I have such ability?" Jiang Han smiled at the crowd with a hint of teasing in his eyes. "As for why these little crocodiles didn't attack me, maybe it's because this is an era of face recognition." He tried to ease the tense atmosphere with light words, but in the eyes of everyone, it was more like a perfunctory response.

"We are not in the mood to joke with you..." Lin Jia said halfway, as if she had caught something, staring at Jiang Han in surprise, "Little crocodile, what little crocodile?" Everyone's eyes also focused on Jiang Han, waiting for his explanation.

Jiang Han smiled without saying anything, but slowly stretched out his right hand and gently shook it in front of everyone's eyes. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the thing in his hand.

"Is it... the one that killed Xiao Hong, Xiao Ming and the others?" Seeing what Jiang Han was holding, everyone's pupils shrank and their faces were filled with fear. It was no more than ten centimeters long, only as thick as a finger, like a snake but not a snake, shaped like a crocodile but without legs, with a bare belly and covered with black scales. At this moment, the unknown creature was struggling frantically in Jiang Han's hands, with a pair of tiny eyes emitting a cold light, as if protesting to everyone.

"God of war, let go of this little bastard. He's not even as tall as a rat, but he killed so many of my classmates. Let me smash him to death!" Pang Bo, who was closest to Jiang Han, was instantly ignited with anger. He swung the copper plaque, which shone in his hand, and with a whirring sound, he smashed it towards the unknown creature.

Bang! The moment Jiang Han let go, Pangbo's bronze plaque accurately hit the unknown creature. The hideous creature immediately let out a shrill scream, like the roar of a ghost, the sound echoed in this dead space, making people shudder. Then, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted away, as if it had never existed. (End of this chapter)