Chapter 215 10-Word Intersection

Zhou Wen and Li Xuan hurried over and took the lunatic's hand, trying to pull him out of the door.

In the past, the two of them had paid great attention and did not cross the threshold. As long as they did not cross the threshold, it would not be regarded as a trial in the temple.

But as soon as Zhou Wen took the lunatic's hand, he felt a strange force coming from the Trajectory Temple, and he was pulled in abruptly.

Zhou Wen immediately felt that something was wrong. Obviously, he and Li Xuan held the madman's hand at the same time, but they did not cross the threshold. Why was Li Xuan okay, but he was pulled into the door by a force?

Li Xuan reached out and wanted to pull Zhou Wen, but it was too late. After Zhou Wen was sucked into the door, he heard a bang, and the door of the Trajectory Temple closed automatically, separating Li Xuan from the outside.

Zhou Wen saw that he and the lunatic were locked in the door, he pulled the lunatic and turned around and wanted to go back. Generally speaking, even if the trial has already started, he can choose to quit.

But when Zhou Wen turned around, people stayed there. There was no stone gate behind him. Not only was there no stone gate, but there was nothing at first glance. There was only a straight road leading into the distance. At the end of the road was the blue sky and white clouds.

Zhou Wen turned his body 360 degrees and immediately discovered that he and the madman were actually standing at a crossroads. All four directions were straight roads leading to the horizon. Except for the roads, there was an endless grassland as far as the eye could see. Nothing but nothing.

There is no temple or stone wall at all.

"What's the matter? Is the content of the test to let us choose a path to go? But the paths in the four directions are the same, how should we choose? As for you, do you want to give some hints?" Zhou Wen shouted to the sky.

There must be some creature in the temple controlling everything, otherwise he could not be pulled in, but Zhou Wen waited for a while, but did not hear any voice responding to him.

At this time, the comatose madman woke up. He rubbed his head and sat up, then looked around, his face was full of doubts.

"What is this place?" The madman looked less mad and asked.

"The Trajectory Temple, haven't you been in twice?" Zhou Wen looked at him strangely, because his eyes were obviously blinded by him before, but they are now intact.

"This is the Temple of Trajectory? Isn't there a ship in the Temple of Trajectory?" The madman stared at Zhou Wen suspiciously, as if he was judging whether what Zhou Wen said was true or false.

"What did you see when you entered the Trajectory Temple?" Zhou Wen felt a little bad.

If the ship was really just an illusion seen by a madman, then he guessed that it would be difficult for him to ask anything from the mouth of a madman.

"Yeah, it's a ship." The expression on the madman's face began to change again when he mentioned the ship, but fortunately it didn't happen like before.

Zhou Wen quickly changed the subject, pointed to the anchor tattoo on his arm and asked, "This tattoo of yours is very interesting, does it have any special meaning?"

The madman seemed very confused and replied subconsciously: "This is a tattoo my father gave me when I was a child. He is a sailor. He said that this is the mark of their ship. When I grow up, I can be like him and become a A sailor, to work on his ship."

"Is there still a profession like a sailor now?" Zhou Wen asked suspiciously. As far as he knew, no ship dared to go to sea in recent decades. Even if someone went to sea, it would be an epic powerhouse driving a companion pet. There is no need for a boat at all, let alone a sailor.

"Yes, why not, there are many fishing boats in our hometown, and we go out to sea every day to fish, but my dad's boat is a little different. It is a long-distance boat that passes through many countries and sells different goods in different countries. ." The madman looked a lot more awake.

"Wait, you mean the country?" Zhou Wen stared at the lunatic with a strange expression, trying to determine if he was playing with himself.

The country is the concept before the different-dimensional storm. After the different-dimensional storm, only the Federation has no country. Human beings united to survive that catastrophe.

"Yeah, is there something wrong?" The madman looked at Zhou Wen in surprise, as if what he said was a matter of course.

"Brother, how old are you?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Seventeen, why are you asking this?" the madman asked in confusion.

"Then are you kidding me? After the different-dimensional storm, where is there any country, the sea is full of different-dimensional fields, and no one dares to go into the sea, let alone go fishing, not to be eaten by fish. That's pretty good." Zhou Wen said.

"What do you mean? What kind of federation or other-dimensional storm?" The madman looked at Zhou Wen now, just like he looked at him before, like he was looking at a lunatic.

"Okay, don't tell me, you were born before the different-dimensional storm." Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the lunatic, thinking that this person was playing with him, maybe he was not crazy from the beginning.

The madman looked at Zhou Wen very seriously and said, "I don't know what you mean. My name is Alai. I was born in Langya Town not far from the sea. I'm here for...for..."

Speaking of this, Alai was stunned, as if he couldn't remember what he came here for.

Zhou Wen didn't know whether this person was really crazy or fake, so he asked, "How did you know about the Holy Land and how did you come here?"

"What holy place, isn't this the Six Paths Temple?" Alai asked strangely.

"Six Paths Palace?" Zhou Wen was also confused. He felt that he was communicating with an alien at all, and he didn't understand what the other party was talking about.

"Yeah, it's the Hall of Six Paths, this is..." Alai found that he couldn't remember it anymore, and rubbed his head, but he still couldn't remember it.

"You know this is the Trajectory Temple, right?" Zhou Wen asked again.

"That's right, this is the Trajectory Temple, one of the six temples." Alai replied affirmatively.

"Then do you remember, what did you come here for?" Zhou Wen continued to ask.

Alai thought for a while, and his face gradually turned ugly: "I seem to remember that I followed my father to his boat, and then...then...we encountered a storm...and then...and then..."

Speaking of this, Alai suddenly held his head and screamed, and soon fell to the ground, twitching non-stop, and passed out again after a while.

Zhou Wen checked his body and found that he was not in disguise, but really passed out, and his expression became more and more strange.

"What the hell is going on with this guy? Could it be that he really...impossible...he is only seventeen...impossible..." Zhou Wen looked at Alai, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind for a while.

Alai didn't wake up, Zhou Wen had to figure out a way to get out first, but the only place he could see was a straight road in four directions.

Zhou Wen summoned the mutant lotus ant, let it carry Alai on his back, and walked in one direction.