A group of several people walked into this small temple of about ten square meters.

There are also a few tables and chairs around the temple, which looks deserted. In addition, these things are also old, and they look very old, but they give people a sad feeling.

A few bright oil lamps emit a faint light in this small space, which not only can not give people a trace of warmth in their hearts, but makes the scene a little gloomy, making people's hearts feel cold.

"What kind of bodhisattva is this?" said the living tiger, staring at the statue in the middle and the only one in the temple.

The statue clearly depicts a woman. Usually we see a bodhisattva holding an orchid in her hand and sitting on a golden lotus, but now the woman on the statue is like a dancing fairy, carving her bewitching figure.

"This is Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Shenglong said with a look of believing that I was right.

Before Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, Jiejie couldn't help it, "Your Guanyin Bodhisattva is still dancing for you, this is obviously the Jizo Bodhisattva!"

"Okay, it's still your cow, and your Jizo Bodhisattva will dance for you. Xiaoyao complained powerlessly in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem!" Two coughs disturbed several people who had been guessing.

Everyone looked at the cough, and an old woman with gray hair, bent over and holding a cane in her hand, staggered from a dimly lit corner.

"A few guests from afar, but the old woman doesn't even have a decent cup of tea, don't blame you!"

Looking at this old woman, everyone was relieved.

"Grandma, it's okay!", "Does grandma live alone in this temple?" asked Huohu with concern, after all, there are some people in this world who don't even have a home, so they can only find some small temples and other shelters.

"Hey, old woman, I'm so old, and I don't have much time to live, and God will treat me well to spend the rest of my life here. ”

"After all, there are basically no people in this place, and I can also end up quiet. As the old woman's words fell, she finally walked in front of several people.

When she got closer, everyone saw her clearly, there was no black silk in her short hair, her big eyes had sunk into it, the teeth in her mouth had fallen out, and her face was engraved with weather-beaten Zou lines.

It's hard to imagine how this old woman would live here, after all, food may be an insolvable problem for her.

Everyone's doubts could not escape the old woman's eyes, "Ahem, ahem, when you reach my age, you will know, at this time we don't need much food, a small amount of water is enough to sustain life, cough." ”

"Grandma, can I ask you what kind of Bodhisattva this statue is. Shenglong is still obsessed with himself, the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Isn't this a bodhisattva?"

"Not a Bodhisattva?" At this time, in addition to being free, several people were surprised, if it wasn't a Bodhisattva, could it be the Queen Mother or something?

"It's just an ordinary dancer. ”

"Dancing girl?" Now even Xiaoyao was surprised, how could it be a dancing girl? Because the statues usually seen in temples are at least a generation of saints or Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, because they are all great supernatural powers, so they can bear the worship of the world. If ordinary people erect a statue of themselves in the temple without authorization, even if it is just a small temple with no people, it will not work, because this will create a curse, and eventually it will be like a broken person.

And the statue in front of me is still covered with dust, and the time will not be short, and it is not like it is broken, this is a very unusual thing!

"Grandma, you know why there's a dancing girl here. Jiejie asked curiously.

"Because she wants revenge!" said the old woman's voice, which gradually became uncalm.

"Revenge?", several people were even more puzzled.

"She was originally a dancer on both sides of the Yangtze River, and I don't know how many men are willing to surrender under her pomegranate skirt. ”

But one day, a Confucian student broke into her field of vision. "He was very talented, and unlike those vulgar men, he was not only personable, but also dignified and had his own knowledge of everything, and soon he entered the heart of this dancing girl. ”

And in this dancer put down her body and expressed her heart, the Confucian student also said to her the oath of the mountain alliance and the sea. ”

The two of them have become the envy of the world. ”

"But knowing the face but not the heart, who knows that he is just a wolf-hearted thing. Saying this, the old woman's whole body was very excited.

He actually peeled off the belly of this dancer with his own hands when she was pregnant with Rokka, and took out the baby in her belly that had not yet grown. ”

And in the pain and despair of this dancing girl, he is no longer a righteous Confucian child in her eyes, but laughs like a demon, "True blood can finally be opened." He then put the baby in a glass jar and left like a madman.

"In the end, the dancer died in despair, but she was unwilling in her heart, she hated!"

In the midst of resentment, her soul turned into a ghost, and she wanted to take revenge for her children. ”

The old woman said this, and several people had already understood that the old woman was the powerful ghost they were looking for, and each of them clenched the magic weapon in their hands.

But what I never expected was that not long after the incident, the wolf-hearted thing came back and buried the body of the dancing girl under a temple. ”

In this way, although the dancing girl has turned into a ghost, she can't get out of this temple for half a step, but how can this make her willing. ”

She came up with a solution, which was to change the statue of the Bodhisattva. ”

So she decided to re-carve the stone statue, but the statue in front of her, even if it was just the most ordinary Bodhisattva, was not something that a dancer could touch at random. ”

Every time she changed it, she would be invaded by the Buddha's light, and she would be in great pain, and the ghost would be directly dispersed in half. ”

"But how can this pain compare to the only hatred in her heart?", "In this way, she has been going on for countless days and nights, and she has changed this stone statue again and again, and finally changed this stone statue to the last stroke." ”

But the last stroke was the Bodhisattva's eyebrow mole, which she couldn't change no matter how hard she tried, and she was almost beaten by this mole. ”

But the emperor lived up to his wishes, and one day a crow suddenly flew in, and it actually took away the mole on the Bodhisattva's eyebrows. ”

"Hahahaha. The old woman laughed like a madman.

Several people listened to her narration, and their hearts were also very heavy, they were originally smiling and well-behaved, but in the end, they made people, but they became people who were not at peace after death.

"And today I'm going to get out of trouble, and I can leave this statue red with your blood. The old woman laughed maniacally, her short hair began to lengthen slowly, her pale hair became black again, the zou lines began to fade from her face, her lips began to turn red, and there were blood marks under her eyes.

The nails at the fingers are getting longer and longer, the rickety waist is slowly straightening, and the original old figure has returned to the state of twenty or thirty years old again.

"You men deserve to die, and cultivators deserve to die!" said the female ghost turned into a grandmother, who was full of resentment, and said fiercely.