The dilapidated temple was surrounded by trees, looking quite tranquil. To the front was an old plaque with two characters.

“Archaic Buddhist?” The old man took his time reading the characters. It took a while before he said with uncertainty.

His pace quickened as he wanted to see which master was staying here. However, he stopped before reaching the entrance because there was a dog laying on its stomach there.

It had nothing but skin and bones, looking weak and dispirited from a long-term illness. He wouldn’t have spotted without getting this close.

Many would assume that it was already dead since it didn’t move at all. No sign of breathing either.

Nonetheless, the old man stopped because...