I felt stiff looking at Jingchu’s tombstone
Behind me, Jingchu was still pulling, asking me:
"Ah Si, please speak."
"Then what's written on the tombstone?"
"Ah Si! Ah Si!"
The pulling force became more and more intense, to the point where my nails scratched the flesh on my back.
There were bouts of pain.
I felt something was wrong and looked back.
Jingchu's face was as pale as paper, and he grabbed me with both hands.
As if he was crazy, he asked me: "Ah Si! What is written on the tombstone!"
"Whose tombstone is it?"
My throat moved, and I wanted to speak but Jingchu blocked me.
Thick dirty blood flowed out of Jingchu's mouth, and erosion appeared on his facial features at some point.
The hole in his chest was big enough to see through everything behind him. The white bones stuck to the flesh were exposed from the wound, and a few drops of viscous liquid would drip from time to time.
"Ah... Ah Si".
I couldn't bear the nausea and pushed Jingchu away.
He tried his best to escape.
This movement also alarmed Yin.
"Zhang Ahsi!"
I ran into the vegetable garden, and voices kept calling me from behind.
Fuck Qinglong Temple!
I was just doubtful at first, but now I am sure.
This Qinglong Temple is a ghost temple!
Not only Jingchu is a ghost, but so is the cause!
In addition to Jingchu’s tombstone, I also saw Yin’s tombstone.
It was because of the tombstone in front of him that he was burning incense for himself.
As soon as I came out of the vegetable garden, I was greeted by a group of wandering monks.
They appeared as a series of dark shadows in the dusk, closing in on me.
I turned my head and looked at the courtyard wall, gritted my teeth, and took advantage of the angle of the wall on the side.
He climbed up the wall continuously.
Suddenly my ankle felt cold, and then a huge force pulled me down.
"Zhang Ah Si, where are you going!".
Liao Yin's gloomy face appeared behind him, and he grabbed my feet and tried to pull me off.
I tried my best to hold on to the wall and tried to kick my feet to get rid of the cause.
But Na Liaoyin's hand seemed to be stuck to my leg.
His strength was also terrifying, and several times I felt like my legs were about to be torn off by him.
Liao Yin shouted in a low voice: "Zhang Ahsi, come down quickly!"
"You don't want your life?".
I struggled to break free and gritted my teeth and said, "Young Master ran away just because he wanted to live."
At this time, the monks from Qinglong Temple also gathered around me, and many hands grabbed my legs for a while.
It almost ripped me off.
"Catch it kid!"
When I was desperate, a familiar and safe voice appeared.
The old lady in colorful clothes actually came outside Qinglong Temple,?
She was panting and leaning on crutches and threw a package at me.
"Spread...throw this thing...in their faces!".
I almost couldn't hold on,
The old lady is simply a great savior and a beacon of hope.
I caught the thing and didn't have time to care what it was.
Open your mind and spread it towards the back.
However, what can be seen scattered seems to be a bag of rough red powder, with some large particles visible to the naked eye.
As soon as the black shadows of the Qinglong Temple monks encountered the powder, they screamed angrily and retreated, and no one could get closer.
Liao Yin also covered his face and retreated.
I took this opportunity to jump off the wall and rolled a few times on the ground before I got up.
The joy of the rest of my life was much greater than this pain. I stood up and met the old lady.
Seeing my hurried look, the old lady rolled her eyes at me: "Don't panic, those guys can't get out."
Then the old lady started to taunt me: "You don't believe me when I say you entered a ghost temple?"
"You make it look like the old lady wants to harm you."
"You entered once, how dare you come a second time?"
"If the old lady is not here, don't think of coming out."
Now even if the old lady scolds me, I only think it is a kind word, and I happily say: "Mom, you are right to scold me."
The old lady shook her head in frustration, glanced at the sky and her tone became more solemn: "There's no time."
"Let's go down the mountain quickly"
"You have so much Yin energy that you can find anything at night."
"I don't want to die with you, old lady."
As she said this, she went ahead with a cane.
I looked at the backs of those who were walking away. If I kept walking like this, it would be completely dark before I was halfway up the mountain.
I caught up with the old lady and took the initiative to carry her on my back.
The old lady didn't refuse at all, and even said proudly: "You are a child, but you have some conscience."
"This old woman climbed up the mountain to find you. If you let her climb down again, she will scold you all the way."
I laughed dryly and said, "But, aunt, how do you know where Qinglong Temple is?"
The old lady sneered: "I have lived here in Wangmao Mountain for seventy or eighty years. What the hell have I not seen?"
"To tell you the truth, I have always known that there is a ghost temple on Wangmao Mountain. I can hear the chanting of sutras every day."
“Sometimes lost hunters can hear chanting.”
"These bald donkeys won't stop even if they die."
The joy after escaping was quickly washed away by the hesitation and crisis of the future.
Yes, I escaped from Qinglong Temple.
But the calamity of death will still come as usual on the twelfth night,
Grandpa asked me to find Master Yin. Who would have thought that Qinglong Temple would look like this?
I don’t know if the old lady has any way to deal with the calamity of death.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
The future is in danger...
The old lady grew up in Wangmao Mountain and knows the mountain well.
She even knew that the place was easy to walk in, but also that the place was evil.
I carried the old lady on my back and ran through the dense mountain forest. The old lady's body was very light, so there was no pressure on me.
There is only the sound of running in the forest
The old lady suddenly tapped my leg with her cane and said, "Wait a minute."
I slowed down and said, "What's wrong?".
The wrinkles on the old lady's face were tight together: "Stop, don't go yet."
Although I was confused, I still stopped.
Pat.. Pat.
Only after I stopped did I realize something was wrong.
I stopped. Where did the sound of running come from?
Looking back subconsciously, my scalp instantly became numb.
A pair of dark brown cloth shoes ran towards me quickly.
Just an empty pair of cloth shoes!
In the dark forest, a pair of unmanned cloth shoes was running, leaving deep footprints with every step. How weird?
I recognize this pair of cloth shoes. I met them before at the gate of Qinglong Temple, and I almost died that time.
The old lady cursed: "The dirty things are here, it seems he is targeting you."
"You can't outrun this thing by running, so you have to deal with him first."
"Bite the tip of your tongue immediately and swallow a mouthful of blood."
"The blood on the tip of a person's tongue is Yang Li, which is somewhat useful for dirty things."
"You must listen to my instructions. If you spray in the wrong place, we will be doomed."
I immediately bit the tip of my tongue and endured the pain and mumbled, "Okay, ma'am."
The old lady turned her head to look, her gray eyes now even brighter.
The pair of cloth shoes are getting closer and closer to me.
At this time the old lady spoke: "Recite five numbers silently in your mind, and then spray backwards!".
"Don't pay attention to anything after spraying. Don't pay attention to any sounds behind you. Just keep running with your head down."
I nodded with my mouth in my mouth and started counting silently.
five...four...
The footsteps of cloth shoes were very close, as if they were right behind me.
Pa ta... pa ta...
