Zhou Wen and Li Xuan rushed over, holding the madman''s hand, trying to pull him out of the door.


    In the past, both of them had paid attention to it. They didn''t cross the threshold. As long as they didn''t cross the threshold, they didn''t enter the temple for trial.


    But as soon as Zhou Wen held the madman''s hand, he felt a strange force coming from the temple and pulled him in.


    Zhou Wen immediately felt something was wrong. He and Li Xuan held the madman''s hand at the same time, but they didn''t cross the threshold. Why was Li Xuan OK, but he was pulled into the door by a force?


    Li Xuan stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Wen, but it was too late. After Zhou Wen was sucked into the gate, he only heard a bang, and the gate of the track Temple closed automatically, isolating Li Xuan from the outside.


    Seeing that he and the madman were locked in the door, Zhou Wen pulled the madman to turn around and wanted to go back. Generally speaking, even if the trial had been opened, he could choose to quit.


    But when Zhou Wen turned around, he stayed there. There was no stone gate behind him. There was no stone gate. At a glance, there was no stone gate. There was only a road leading straight to the distance. The end of the road was blue sky and white clouds.


    Zhou Wen turned his body 360 degrees, and immediately found that he and the madman were standing at a crossroads. All the four directions were straight highways leading to the horizon. All he could see was the endless grassland except the highway.


    There is no temple or stone wall.


    "What''s the matter? Is the content of the test to let us choose a way? But the road in all four directions is the same. How do you choose? Do you want to give a hint? " Zhou Wen shouts at the sky.


    There must be some creature in charge of everything in the temple, otherwise he could not be pulled in. However, Zhou Wen waited for a long time, but he did not hear any response.


    At this time, the comatose madman woke up. He rubbed his head and sat up. Then he looked around, his face full of doubt.


    "Where is this?" The madman didn''t look so crazy, and asked.


    "Haven''t you been in the temple twice?" Zhou Wen looked at him strangely, because his eyes were blinded by himself before, but now they are in good condition.


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


    "What you see in the temple of trajectories is a ship?" Zhou Wen felt a little bit bad. If the ship was really just a mirage seen by a madman, he thought it would be hard for him to find anything from the madman''s mouth.


    "Yes, it''s a ship." The look on the lunatic''s face began to change when he mentioned the boat, but fortunately it didn''t break out as before.


    Zhou Wen quickly changed the topic, pointed to the boat anchor tattoo on his arm and asked, "your tattoo is very interesting. Does it have any special meaning?"


    Madman seemed very confused, subconsciously replied: "this is my childhood, my father tattooed on me, he is a sailor, he said this is their ship''s mark, when I grow up, I can be like him, also become a sailor, to work on his ship."


    "Is there still a profession like sailor?" Zhou Wen asked suspiciously. As far as he knows, there are no ships that dare to go to sea in recent decades. Even if someone goes to sea, it''s an epic strong man who drives with his companions. He doesn''t need a ship, let alone a sailor.


    "Yes, why not? There are many fishing boats in our hometown. They go out to sea every day. But my father''s boat is different. It''s a long-distance boat. It passes through many countries and sells different goods in different countries." The madman seems to be awake a lot.


    "Wait, you say country?" Zhou Wen looked at the madman strangely, trying to make sure that he was playing with himself.


    The state is the concept before the different dimensional storm. After the different dimensional storm, only the Federation has no state, and human beings unite together to survive that catastrophe.


    "Yes, what''s wrong?" The madman looked at Zhou Wen in surprise, as if what he said was a matter of course.


    "How old are you, brother?" Zhou Wen asked.


    "Seventeen, why do you ask this?" The madman wondered.


    "Are you kidding me? After the storm of different dimensions, where else are there countries? The sea is also full of different dimensions. No one dares to go to the sea again, let alone go fishing. It''s good not to be eaten by fish. " Zhou Wendao.


    "What do you mean? What kind of federation? What kind of heterogeneous storm? " The way a madman looks at Zhou Wen now is just like the way he looked at him before. He looks like a madman.


    "Well, don''t tell me you were born before the storm." Zhou Wen frowned at the madman and thought that he was playing with him. Maybe he was not mad from the beginning.


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


    Speaking of this, ah Lai was stunned. He seemed unable to remember why he came here.


    Zhou Wen didn''t know whether the man was really crazy or not, so he asked, "how did you know the Holy Land and how did you come here?"


    "What holy land, isn''t it liudaodian?" A Lai asked strangely.


    "Liudaodian?" Zhou Wen is also a muddled face. He feels that he is communicating with an alien and doesn''t understand what the other person is saying.


    "Yes, it''s liudaodian. This is..." Alai found that he couldn''t remember again. He rubbed his head, but he still couldn''t think of it.


    "You know this is the temple of trajectories, right?" Zhou Wen asked again.


    "Yes, this is the track temple, one of the six halls." A Lai answered in the affirmative.


    "Do you remember why you came here?" Zhou Wen continued.


    Ah Lai thought about it, and his face became ugly: "I seem to remember that I followed my father on his boat, and then... Then... We met a storm... Then... Then..."


    At this time, a Lai suddenly cried with his head in his arms, and soon fell to the ground, twitching and fainting again.


    Zhou Wen checked his body and found that he was not pretending, but really in a coma, and his face became more and more strange.


    "What''s the matter with this guy? Is he really... Impossible... He''s only 17 years old... Impossible... "Zhou Wen looked at a Lai, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.


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


    Zhou Wen summoned the mutant lotus ant to carry a Lai on its back and walk in a direction.