The monster roared in anger, its pained cries echoing through the space. However, this time, it couldn't get close to Zhang Rui because Zhang Rui had finally regained his mobility.
Zhang Rui immediately rushed towards the main hall of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, his heart pounding, the horrifying scene still lingering in his mind. He was eager to leave this dreadful place, but as Zhang Rui stepped over the threshold of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, he was stunned by the sight before him, as if he had entered a different world. The outside world was no longer the ancient Temple of Mercy and Grace, but instead a village shrouded in shadow, as if time had passed long ago. The houses were traditional courtyard homes and cottages, but they appeared dilapidated, with peeling walls, roofs covered in vines and moss, resembling an abandoned ancient village.
These buildings emit a faint, dim light, barely illuminating the gloomy village. The streets are empty, filled only with silence and desolation, as if the whole world has fallen asleep. Zhang Rui feels a chill, his footsteps echoing loudly in the silence, making him afraid to make a sound, fearing to awaken this sleeping world.
There is a pervasive sense of gloom in the air, every breath feels oppressive, as if this place is filled with unspeakable sadness and loneliness. Hanging in the sky is a red-purple moon, its light not bright silver, but a deep dark red, illuminating the village with a mysterious and eerie atmosphere, as if the moon itself hides some kind of mysterious secret.
Zhang Rui paid no attention to the surroundings, as the angry roars coming from the monster behind reminded him to keep running. He quickly turned around and ran along the dark village streets, with the demon-like creature closely pursuing him, emitting terrifying roars.
The village streets seemed like a maze, and Zhang Rui kept crossing narrow alleys, running along almost abandoned buildings, but the monster seemed difficult to shake off. Its pace was astonishingly fast, and it occasionally let out terrifying roars, making Zhang Rui's heart race.
Zhang Rui realized that he had to find a safe place, a place to hide from the monsters. He ran along the street, constantly searching, hoping to find a hiding place. This strange and dangerous Shadow Realm was full of unknowns and dangers, and Zhang Rui had to find a way to escape from the monster chasing him as soon as possible.
While fleeing, Zhang Rui suddenly saw a relatively intact barn and ran into it without hesitation, hoping to escape the monster's pursuit. The barn door closed, leaving only a faint light shining through the broken wooden boards.
Zhang Rui was hiding in a corner of the granary, breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead. The light inside the granary was dim, just enough for him to see the surroundings. The scent of wood and the smell of grain filled the air, providing some comfort but unable to mask the fear in his heart.
Outside, the monster continued to emit terrifying roars, its shadow occasionally casting into the granary, creating eerie images through the broken wooden boards. Zhang Rui struggled to keep quiet while also searching for an escape route.
His palm felt along the wall, hoping to find an exit, but the granary seemed to only have the entrance, with no other way out. Suddenly, his hand touched a cold metal handle. He gently pulled it, opening a small door that led to the roof of the granary.
Zhang Rui climbed onto the roof, under the dim red moonlight, and looked around. The scene of the village shocked him even more. The houses and courtyards were all in disrepair, with roofs covered in vines and moss. The streets were empty, with only the sound of the wind and the dim moonlight.
He knew he had to leave this eerie place, but how could he return to the real world? This question lingered in his mind, and he needed to find clues to find the answer. Zhang Rui gently closed the small door on the roof, then carefully made his way along the roof, trying to find the direction to move forward.
Zhang Rui stood on the roof of the granary, and in the distance at the village gate, there seemed to be a white fox. Its presence appeared particularly sacred and noble in this melancholy and dilapidated world. The fur of this white fox was as pure as snow, emitting a faint, mysterious glow reflected by the dim red moonlight. Its eyes were like gemstones, bright and dazzling, as if they could see through everything.
Zhang Rui felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had communicated with this white fox in a dream. At that time, he didn't understand, but now a strong intuition told him that this white fox would become his helper, and there seemed to be some kind of sacred connection between them.
However, he knew he couldn't let the monster sense their presence. He carefully climbed over the roof, descended to the village street, and every step was extremely cautious, afraid of attracting the monster's attention. The white fox turned its head, its gem-like eyes staring at him, as if telling him to stay alert.
Zhang Rui tightly hid behind the wooden box, keeping a close eye on the movements of the monster. The monster continued to roar in the streets, as if trying to find his trail. Zhang Rui's heart was pounding, every roar of the monster making his nerves tense. However, he had to stay calm and not let the monster discover him.
Suddenly, the monster seemed to give up the chase, turning back towards the direction of the Temple of Mercy and Grace. Zhang Rui breathed a sigh of relief, but still remained hidden behind the wooden box, watching vigilantly. He knew he couldn't let his guard down, as the monster could come back at any moment.
When everything seemed to calm down, he let go of his tension and leaned against the nearby wall, gasping for breath. However, just as he began to feel a little relieved, he accidentally knocked over the nearby iron shovel, creating a loud metallic noise.
Zhang Rui's heart almost stopped beating. He knew his location had been exposed. The monster opened its huge mouth and let out a terrifying roar, charging towards Zhang Rui. Without hesitation, Zhang Rui immediately turned and ran towards the direction of the white fox. He knew that only the white fox could help him now.
His heart was pounding in his chest, his footsteps echoing through the deserted village, the monster's roar getting closer and closer. Zhang Rui pushed himself to the limit, running non-stop, hoping to meet up with white fox before the monster caught him.
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