"Did you tell them divination?"
Ning Qiushui looked at Liu Chengfeng curiously. He rarely saw Liu Chengfeng telling fortunes.
"No."
"Then you are so sure there will be blood tonight?"
"I just think it would be more atmospheric if I said it this way."
"..."
Ignoring Liu Chengfeng's nonsense, Ning Qiushui sat quietly in the restaurant and waited.
The stars and the bright moon were hidden behind the clouds. Only a few minutes had passed since everyone left the restaurant, and darkness completely enveloped the deep mountains.
Outside the house, it was almost invisible.
Fortunately, not long after, the young monk carrying six candles arrived as promised.
Seeing this, Ning Qiushui also picked up the candles in the dining room and went to his residence with Liu Chengfeng.
The little monk handed them the red candle in his hand, and the two of them walked into their room.
Ning Qiushui took the red candle and searched the room carefully again.
After confirming that nothing was missing, he placed the candles on the table by the window.
The flame of the red candle was dim and confusing. Although there was no wind in the room, the flame was always swaying left and right, as if it would go out at any time.
Originally, this change was nothing, but because the shaking of the candle always changes the shadows in the room, people always feel like something is floating in the room after closing their eyes...
This change makes people feel very bad and makes it difficult to calm down and rest.
"It's getting foggy……"
Ning Qiushui did not go to bed. He stood by the window and looked at the dark temple outside.
After night fell, the fog in the mountains began to become thicker.
"Grandma... this temple is really evil. It's so late at night, there's not even a light outside. The moon is dark and the wind is high, so I can't see anything clearly. Now it's foggy again. God knows what will be in the temple tonight. Walk around..."
Liu Chengfeng cursed in a low voice.
He still remembered the first time he entered the hut, the fat man who jumped from the bus into the mist without believing in evil, and was skinned alive in the end.
It seems that in the world behind the Blood Gate, fog is linked to danger.
The dark wind blowing from outside caused the candles on the table behind the window to sway. Ning Qiushui's expression moved slightly and she immediately closed the window.
These rooms have old-fashioned windows that are not made of glass, but a thin layer of window paper.
Fortunately, although the window paper is thin, it can block the wind outside the window.
"Brother, are we going to let this candle burn like this all night?"
Liu Chengfeng asked, pointing to the red candle on the table.
Ning Qiushui asked back:
"Any questions?"
Liu Chengfeng's eyes flashed.
"Red means either good luck or bad luck."
He has made it quite obvious.
This candle is not an ordinary lighting candle. If it is not used to ward off evil spirits, it is used to attract disaster!
"Let's keep it for now and see how it goes. We have a chance to try and make mistakes."
After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, he threw a black photo album directly to Big Beard.
That's what the Lady in Black left behind.
The bearded man looked at the photo album in his hand and smiled.
"Okay, listen to my brother."
"Actually, I don't think that little monk looks like a bad guy... but I can't guarantee it. After all, everything in Dengying Temple is weird."
The two lay on the bed and closed their eyes to rest.
At the same time, Duan Zeng, who lived in Room 1, got off his girlfriend's body while panting, and looked at the stopwatch, his face filled with joy.
"Okay, okay, the old Chinese medicine doctor's method is indeed effective. This time it takes five seconds longer!"
"oops……"
He had a sense of accomplishment on his face.
Shen Weiwei put on her clothes calmly.
"Go to bed quickly. We have to visit the temple tomorrow. Now we know nothing about this temple. I feel uneasy."
Duan Zengtian chuckled, got on the bed and hugged Shen Weiwei in the dark.
"Don't worry, even if something happens tonight, it will definitely be Chai Shan!"
"That stupid thing, the little monk has already made it so clear that there is usually no meat in the temple, but he still dares to eat it!"
"I really don't know how he survived to reach the fourth door!"
Shen Weiwei stared at the candle next to the window sill, feeling a vague foreboding feeling in her heart, but she didn't say anything, nodded slightly, and closed her eyes.
Perhaps because the temple was foggy, there was very little wind outside and there was basically no sound.
It was probably almost early in the morning when a very slight sound of footsteps sounded from outside the house.
The footsteps were very small, almost negligible compared to the thunderous snoring in the house!
But Shen Weiwei, who was restless and hadn't fallen asleep, was still keenly aware of it.
She immediately turned over and looked out the window.
It didn't matter if she didn't look at it, she really discovered something after taking a look -
They saw a black figure with a humanoid upper body standing outside their window, staring at them quietly!
In an instant, Shen Weiwei's few sleepiness disappeared without a trace!
Who is standing outside the house?
Is it a human being?
Just when she was hesitating whether to wake up her boyfriend, the black figure outside the room suddenly moved.
I saw him stretching out a finger and gently tapping on their window paper.
Immediately afterwards, their thin window paper was punctured.
The darkness outside the house was like water, silently flowing in through the small hole in the window.
Shen Weiwei trembled all over and closed her eyes hastily.
She was afraid that she would suddenly see a blood-red eye through the small hole in the window.
Maybe the person standing outside the door is the ghost in the temple. If he sees that she is not sleeping, he will rush in and kill her!
Shen Weiwei, who closed her eyes, did not see that a long and narrow bamboo tube stretched through the hole in the window paper, then pointed it at the red candle on their table and blew on it.
call--
The next moment, the candles in their room went out.
Da da da--
The black shadow outside the house finished all this and left quietly...
