Late autumn. The night was cold and drizzling, and the cold wind howled.
The eastern suburbs of Qicheng are desolate and quiet, and the wild colors are like ink. At the foot of a desolate mountain, a deserted temple stands alone in a dark cave.
The north wind is cold and cold, and the remaining leaves of the sycamore trees are blown up.
From a distance, you can see that the temple door has a hole in it, a rusty lock hangs from the door, and there is fog and cold haze.
Hidden inside, the dharma bodies of the Four Heavenly Kings have collapsed. They look like ghosts with broken heads and disemboweled bodies. They have ferocious faces and look evilly at the world.
In the hall, there was an overturned altar table with broken legs, scattered incense sticks, short candles, and random yellow paper talismans.
The empty space of the Buddhist gate is more like a house where little ghosts gather, and it is also like the Yama Dharma Hall. Who would dare to enter this door except a beggar who has no place to live, or a gangster who steals wealth and seeks life.
The black shade covers the place and the cold rain pours down. A shadow suddenly appeared in the rain and fog, as fast as a ghost and as cold as Shura!
Wearing black clothes, he is invisible, and the steel knife behind his back is cold with blood. As graceful as a spirit swallow hunting for a shadow, it passes by as quickly as a powerful sword, as if a handful of breeze sneaks into the palace.
The hall was empty, just glanced at it. Then he walked through the hall, quietly crossed the vestibule, and came to the Guangming Buddha Hall.
Looking forward, the red door is wide open, the leaky window opens into a black hole, and the Buddhist temple is like a devil's cave.
The man in black hid under the side window and listened carefully. The only sound in the hall was the whistling of the wind. Be careful entering the palace.
In the hall, the clay Buddha has collapsed and the Three Treasures are missing. The man in black moved against the wall and scanned everywhere, but could not find the target. He continued to search forward and chased him all the way to the backyard.
There is not enough grass in the backyard, ruins are buried in ruins, and foxes and snakes live in the Zen room. The windows were leaky and the windows were broken, and the wind was whistling like a group of demons dancing wildly. The bamboo curtain was half broken, like a hanging ghost, making a long and clattering sound.
A deserted house is no different, but the human heart hides its ghosts.
The Night Walker's heart is comparable to that of Yama, and he specializes in treating imps, and the night is his retinue. He could hear nothing different from his surroundings, and his eyes briefly scanned the ground. Subtle to the eye, it is as quiet as a civet watching the night.
There is a hidden mist and a dark haze. There's a slight drizzle, the grass is falling, and there's the noise of rats scrambling for food. A line of shallow footprints was visible on the damp mud.
The man in black opened his eyes and quickly followed the footsteps.
After walking a few dozen steps, there is an ancient stone well hidden in the grass in the corner of the east wall.
When I looked down the well, I saw that it was deep and dark, unfathomable, as deep as a dark nest in the dark. Immediately, the stench hit the nostrils and reached the sky.
The man in black looked at it, thought for a moment, grabbed the hemp rope on the windlass, and climbed into the well like an ape.
Sliding quietly to the bottom of the well, the surroundings are darker and nothing can be seen. The air was much warmer and the stench was stronger. It's like a dead pig with a rotted belly and intestines that has been buried underground for many days to ferment. If ordinary people had covered their mouth and nose early, they would have vomited. The man in black seemed unaffected, standing calmly, his breathing and heartbeat also stopped. Like a heartless dead thing, blending into the night.
When he was young, he gradually adapted to the dark and could see things blurred. Start looking around. I saw that the ground was soaked with dust and mud, and there were traces of people coming and going. There is a black door panel on the dark side of the well wall. When you push it open gently, you will see a secret passage.
The secret passage can allow two people to stand and walk side by side, without knowing the length and length, and it is completely dark. The man in black pulled out the steel knife and protected it in front of his chest. He did not light a fire to illuminate it, but only used his courage to touch the wall and feel inside.
In the dark, sound is more reliable than firelight. If a fire is ignited and there are enemies lurking in front of the secret passage, they will be passive. Even if the enemy is not in the secret passage at this time. But if the smoky smell is left behind, it will be noticed by those who come after you.
He is like a prowling panther hunting in the dark night, brave yet quiet. He moved forward cautiously, and the sound of wind and rain outside the well was lost to the softness of his feet. As he moved forward cautiously, the stench became stronger and seemed to have entered his lungs.
Thirty steps away, there was a faint wisp of yellow in front of us, like a floating ghost.
Oil lamp!
Seeing the bright light, the man in black became more cautious, like the silent night slowly approaching.
At the end of the dim light, there was originally a narrow and dirty earthen chamber, which should have been used by the temple to store food during the lean years.
The earthen chamber was one foot long and wide, and there were several female corpses in bright clothes piled randomly. Some were rotten, covered with maggots and rats, and emitted a strong stench! And there is a woman hiding in the corner.
A frail young woman wearing a white peach blossom skirt!
She was different, sitting quietly, like a white lotus blooming hidden in a night cave.
His eyes were blindfolded, and his slender hands and feet were tightly bound with iron chains. He hugged his knees and sat against the wall, as if he was sleeping peacefully or dead.
The man in black looked at her quietly. The woman's breath was even and her heartbeat was steady. She didn't see any fear or depression.
Think a little.
He quietly hid in the earthen room, stood against the wall, closed one eye, and looked like a corpse.
The earthen chamber was unusually quiet and seemed empty.
suddenly!
The woman slowly raised her head and looked at the man in black with her blindfolded head.
Suddenly he spoke, his voice was cold, as weak as a weeping willow in March, soft but clear, and asked: "Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
The woman asked quietly.
It seems that he is really sure of his existence, without any hint of temptation. The man in black couldn't help but be surprised. One open eye stared at her quietly!
Although her face is pale, her expression is calm, soft and proud.
There was a moment of silence.
Seeing that he didn't respond, she thought more about herself and explained slowly: "I am born with six psychic eyes, and I can detect things that others cannot. Although your movement is light, I can hear you clearly from thirty steps away. Even , I can also tell your taste! The gangster has no accomplices, you should be chasing the murderer. In this case, he is considered a comrade, why don't you speak? "
Seeing her indifference, the man in black was even more surprised.
Rumor has it that she is the most beautiful woman in Qicheng, well-read in poetry and books, and extremely smart. Now, after being kidnapped for three days and in a bad situation with no water or rice, he is still so sharp and calm. It is indeed evident.
However, the murderer will be back soon. Don't let this smart man ruin your good deeds.
He quietly came to the woman and wanted to knock her unconscious.
The man in black raised his hand, and the woman noticed it, and said calmly: "You want to knock me out. Wait until the prisoner comes, and then arrest him. But with all due respect, you are no match for that monk. I advise you not to commit suicide." big!"
Men in black stop!
Thought: Hey! Blindfolded, you can still guess my thoughts! This is the first time I met such a smart woman! I want to see how smart you are!
Thinking of this, he stood still.
The woman was also confused when she saw that the other party stood quietly and did not speak.
Suddenly remembering something, he raised his head and said, "Are you the Luofan arrester?! The new bad arrester from Long County."
The man in black raised an eyebrow!
She actually guessed her identity.
Such a smart person deserves his trouble to save him. It's just that her tone of voice is arrogant, and she calls herself a bad catcher, which is really rude!
The woman shook her head: "You want to wait and wait. But you are no match for him. Why don't you choose to take me away, or go to the Chief Catcher to rescue me? In any case, please don't be brave and take risks. You only have one life, and you shouldn't use it to gamble. chips."
The man in black remained silent.
He was as quiet as if he didn't exist, as if he was just a fantasy in this woman's mind.
Silence is now the most powerful rebuttal.
He deliberately didn't respond, really wanting to see what other unexpected words she could say.
She seemed to see everything through.
He said slightly angrily: "Are you deliberately silent to scare me? Long County's evil arrester really lives up to his name. You are twenty steps away, and I have noticed your footsteps. And every time that monk is ten steps away from me, Only then can I hear his footsteps. I hope your abilities are as surprising as your arrogance."
"Shh!"
The man in black suddenly hissed in the woman's ear.
