Hua-hu-la-hu-la-hu-la-hu-la-hu-la-hu-la-hu-la...
I glanced at the signal and hung up immediately.
But it was just as I suspected.
The white-robed Taoist failed!
The girl the hotel owner said was following me might be the ghost who had a secret marriage contract with me!
If this is the case, then there is a high probability that the white-clothed Taoist has also encountered something unexpected.
I feel so guilty for this,
Because his own affairs not only implicated his family members, but also killed other people.
But my determination to survive became even stronger.
No matter what, no one wants to kill me!
She wants my life, but I want to live for her!
The information that can be learned so far is that the ghost is not with me now, and even if he is with me, he will not take his life for the time being.
Otherwise I would have died yesterday, even if I could have made it to Qinglong Temple.
Maybe she was waiting for the right moment, waiting for my death.
"Hey, hey, kid!"
"Child!"
The hoarse voice disrupted my pace, and this voice was still somewhat familiar.
I turned around and saw that it was the old lady in colorful clothes from the day before yesterday.
She was still wearing her floral dress and using a crutch with a hook,
She seemed very happy to see me. She grinned dryly with few teeth and said, "Where are you going, kid?"
She saved my life, and I am naturally grateful to her.
I greeted you as if you were an acquaintance: "Madam, why are you here?"
"Deep in the mountains and old forests, what are you doing here?"
The old lady was happy when she heard this and asked: "The old lady's home is over here. I also want to ask the child why you want to go there?"
“Go to Qinglong Temple”
"What? I'm a little deaf...stay away."
From the age of the old lady, I guessed that her hearing was not very good.
So he walked up to her and loudly said, "Go to Qinglong Temple."
"Where did you say you were going?"
"Qinglong Temple!".
The old lady hit me on the head with her cane.
I grimaced in pain and stepped back: "Auntie, why are you hitting me?"
"What did I do to you?"
"You are a human or a ghost!"
"Am I a human or a ghost? Didn't you save me the day before yesterday? Don't you know whether I am a human or a ghost?"
"Are you going to that ghost place?"
I frowned: "Mom, although you are my savior, you can't say that a temple that burns incense and worships Buddha is a ghost place, right?"
The old lady raised her hand and gave me a hard blow: "There is no Qinglong Temple on Wangmao Mountain now!"
"Forty years ago, there was Qinglong Temple, but all the monks there died overnight, and no one was left alive. The temple had long since become a ghost temple!"
My pupils were condensed in disbelief: "How is that possible! I came out of the temple in the morning!"
"Qinglong Temple really exists, and the master inside is also very kind."
The old lady in colorful clothes looked as gloomy as ever before.
The dry ravines formed a dignified, slightly surprised sneer: "Did you go to that temple? Did you see 'Liaoyin?'"
I nodded subjectively.
The old lady hoeed the ground heavily with her cane: "I think you are possessed. If there were a temple on Wangmao Mountain, would Wangmao Mountain be so quiet?"
'Look, is there a road leading to the temple? '
"Forty years ago, there was a famous monk in Qinglong Temple, but he died tragically in the temple long ago."
The old lady's words struck a deep chord in my heart.
The little safe zone was filled with loopholes caused by every word.
Because the master has died a long time ago, the monks of Qinglong Temple have died a long time ago...
I fell into deep thought and took a few steps back
If you delve into the details, Qinglong Temple is indeed a bit strange.
The hotel owners in the small town don’t even know about Qinglong Temple, and there are not many pilgrims in Qinglong Temple...
I found Qinglong Temple only after many struggles.
No! impossible!
Let me believe that the little monk Jingchu, because the master is a ghost, how is this possible?
That shy little monk and that charitable master are both dead?
Without saying anything, I turned around and continued walking up the mountain.
Ignore the old lady.
No matter what happens, only double-eye confirmation is the most effective.
After several hours of wasted effort, I finally returned to Qinglong Temple.
Looking at the ancient temple with red doors and green walls, filled with sandalwood and chanting sutras, I don't know how to doubt it?
After a little hesitation, I pushed the door open and went in.
There was no sound of monks in the temple, but the sound of chanting sutras could be heard in every corner of the temple.
But the most important source is the main hall of Qinglong Temple.
It is said that six eminent monks who are the same generation as Master Leyin usually chant sutras in the hall every day, all year round.
The strange thing is that the door of the main hall is not open, but closed.
This is an odd behavior in any temple.
Come outside the main hall
I listened and heard that the sound of chanting was indeed coming from here.
I looked around and found a gap in the window.
So I tried to put my eyes on it at an angle,
But as soon as he took a look, his body was shaken and he almost fell down.
There is no one in this hall at all!
That's right, in the empty hall, a giant Buddha sat alone there.
The sound of chanting is a mixture of multiple voices.
But the surrounding pillars and altars had no hiding place at all.
Moreover, the head of the Buddha was covered with a red cloth.
There are people chanting sutras all the time in the deserted temple hall.
Who is chanting inside?
There was quite little blood on my face, and I just wanted to take another look.
Suddenly my shoulders sank, and a force from behind pulled me back a step.
Master Liaoyin still looked stable and mature: "When did the donor come back?"
I suppressed all panic and said calmly: "I just came back and I was looking for you, Master."
Liao Yin's eyes were more eager; "Have you got the Red Evil Box?" '.
"No, I was playing in the car when I came here and got off the bus."
"But I called the trucking center and they said the box is at the lost and found office. I can get it back tomorrow."
He couldn't help but feel a little regretful: "Well, I'm bothering the donor."
"It's not urgent. You can wait until the death disaster is over before retrieving it."
I nodded awkwardly.
In fact, the box of Red Devils is in the urea bag in my hand, but I don't want to hand it over so soon.
The Red Evil Box is the only thing worthy of Yin's fancy, and it is also the only extraordinary thing in me.
Grandpa once proposed entrustment, so this thing must be in good condition.
Liaoyin glanced at the closed door of the main hall and stared at me: "What did the donor see?".
