The Hidden Temple

After days of wandering through the wilderness, Liu Zhihao finally came across a small village. The villagers welcomed him with open arms, providing him with food and shelter. They told him of a nearby temple that was said to hold great treasures.

Liu Zhihao was intrigued. He had always been on the lookout for new opportunities to increase his power and wealth. He thanked the villagers for their hospitality and set off towards the temple.

As he approached the temple, Liu Zhihao could sense that something was off. The temple was hidden deep in the forest, and the air was thick with an eerie silence. He drew his sword and cautiously made his way towards the entrance.

When he entered the temple, he was surprised to find that it was completely empty. There were no guards, no traps, and no signs of life. Liu Zhihao felt a growing sense of unease. This was too easy.

He began to search the temple, looking for any hidden treasures or secrets. As he was exploring, he heard a faint whispering sound coming from deep within the temple. He followed the sound, his heart pounding with anticipation.

Finally, he came across a hidden chamber. The walls were lined with ancient scrolls and artifacts. In the center of the room, there was a pedestal with a small, glowing orb resting on top.

Liu Zhihao approached the pedestal and reached for the orb. But as soon as he touched it, he felt a sharp pain in his hand. He withdrew his hand and looked down to see that his palm was covered in a strange, glowing symbol.

Suddenly, the room began to shake violently. The walls trembled and the ground shook beneath his feet. Liu Zhihao realized too late that he had triggered a trap.

He tried to run, but it was too late. The temple began to collapse around him, burying him in rubble and debris.

As Liu Zhihao lay trapped and injured, he realized the full extent of his mistake. He had been too eager for treasure and had let his guard down. He had forgotten one of his own rules: always be cautious and never let your guard down.

Now, as he lay buried in the rubble of the temple, Liu Zhihao could only wait and hope for someone to rescue him before it was too late.