At first glance, it looked like a person who was running suddenly got frozen in place by a mysterious force.
Elder Tang swept his sleeve, raising a breeze that whisked away the dust from the faces of two maids.
They revealed their clean and fair faces, which were quite lovely.
But what made one's hair stand on end was that their eyes were wide open, their expressions filled with extreme terror, as if they'd seen a ghost.
After seeing Fang Zhixing and his companions, their eyeballs trembled a few times, then gradually turned white as veins bulged...
Seeing this, the group of five couldn't help but frown tightly and look further down the corridor.
And what a sight it was.
Down the winding corridor lay dozens of such maids, some on the ground and others in mid-stride, all with faces stricken with fear, creating a bizarre scene of beauties desperately trying to escape.
"Hmm, no wonder those monks from Minghuang Temple retreated from here,"
