Deep in the forgotten wilderness, an ancient temple can be vaguely seen. It stands alone on the desolate land, with no trace of life around it. The architectural style of the temple is ancient and unfamiliar. The stone walls are covered with traces of time, and they look dilapidated due to the erosion of countless wind and rain. As I approached the temple, a cold wind blew silently, carrying an indescribable fishy smell. The door of the temple is closed, and there are some chilling patterns carved on it, which seem to be some kind of taboo symbol or ancient curse. On both sides of the door, two huge stone statues guarded the entrance. Their shapes were neither human nor beasts, and their faces were twisted, as if they were telling unspeakable horrors. Once inside the temple, dim light and a depressing atmosphere immediately envelope everyone who enters. There was a suffocating heaviness in the air, as if every step he took was challenging the limits of human reason. There are swaying torches hanging on the walls. The firelight dances in the darkness, casting irregular shadows and making people's heart beat faster involuntarily. The decoration inside the temple is even more bizarre. The walls are covered with murals depicting sacrificial rituals, many of which contain bloody and violent scenes. There were strange-shaped sacrifices placed on the altar, some of which had dried and solidified, and some of which were still exuding a disgusting fresh smell. The statue is located in the center of the temple. Its shape is twisted and deformed, and its eyes are deep and hollow, as if it can swallow the soul of all living things. Here, time seems to have lost its meaning, and there are only whispers and whispers that echo constantly, making it difficult for people to distinguish whether they are their own hallucinations or real voices. Every step may be a step further into the abyss, and every breath is filled with unknown fear. The door into the temple has long since collapsed, leaving only half of the door frame, wrapped with dead vines, as if to warn those who dare to step into this forbidden area. As soon as you step into the temple, you can feel a depressing atmosphere. The air is filled with an indescribable stench, like the smell of decay and death accumulated in a closed space for a long time. The light inside the temple is dim, with only a few beams of sunlight projected through the cracks in the broken roof, forming dappled light spots. These light spots fell on the ground, reflecting countless dust flying in the air, as if ghosts were wandering. The murals on the walls have almost peeled off, but some distorted images can still be vaguely seen, and their eyes seem to be watching every living person who enters here. In the deepest part of the temple, there is an altar, which is covered with traces left after the unknown liquid has dried up. It is dark in color and exudes a disgusting smell. Next to the altar are some strange sacrificial remains, including the bones of unknown creatures and some vague objects. Their presence is reminiscent of dark rituals and taboo sacrificial activities. From time to time, the wind blows through the corners of the temple, making a whimpering sound, as if the souls trapped here are telling their tragic fate. Whenever night falls, the trees around the temple sway in the wind, casting terrifying shadows, as if they are ghost soldiers guarding this evil place. The Temple of Horror Evil is a place full of uneasiness and fear. Every brick and tile of it seems to tell the story of unspeakable crimes that occurred in the past, making anyone who dares to explore feel a cold that goes deep into the bone marrow. .
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