Daqing Mountain is majestic and lush, reckless for hundreds of miles, although it is not a famous mountain and river, but also the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, it is a good scenic mountain in the local area, and there is an endless stream of tourists at ordinary times.

There is a village called Qingshan Village in Daqingshan, although the environment of the village is good and the air is very clean, but with the rapid development of society and the geographical location is too remote, most of the villagers have moved out of this place.

In the early morning, the clouds and mist in the Daqing Mountains were filled with fog and fog.

At this time, an elegant piano sound floated out from the deep mountains and old forests, like the cold current in the murmuring and secluded world, the trickle of cold pine roots.

The melody appears and disappears from time to time, as if you can see the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and erratic......

In a dilapidated stone pavilion in the middle of the mountain forest, a thin young man of twenty-three or fourteen years old was concentrating on stroking the piano.

He has a calm demeanor and graceful movements.

The thin young man's name is Feng Qingyan, and he is twenty-three years old this year.

Before the song "Mountains and Flowing Water" was played, Feng Qingyan suddenly stopped playing, and his face looked very painful at this time, and his face became hideous. On his handsome, slightly pale face, a dense layer of fine beads of sweat quickly seeped out.

He clenched his teeth, his hands clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly, looking very painful.

The pain came from behind him, as if something terrible was about to come out of his flesh, and every time he would die of pain, it was extremely uncomfortable.

And, every once in a while, it hurts.

Especially in the past two or three years, this kind of pain has become more and more serious every time, and the onset time of the disease has become shorter and shorter, the pain is unbearable, and his body has gradually become weak.

After graduating from university, I had to go back to my hometown to recuperate.

"Ahh

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a low roar, a little hysterical.

He felt the layer of flesh behind his back as if it had been violently torn open by a strong force, and something terrifying had come out of it.

He couldn't help but reach out and scratch behind his back, but he caught a hand of blood.

"What's going on?"

Feng Qingyan's face was distorted in pain, and he looked at his blood-covered hand with some horror, and then grabbed it again, and found that something really came out of his back.

When the pain is extreme, it can make people faint.

So Feng Qingyan fainted in pain, and it took him almost an hour before he slowly woke up.

At this point, he looked very weak and tired, feeling weak.

"When will this pain of ignorance end?"

Feng Qingyan sighed and said weakly, looking at the clouds and mist in the mountains in the distance that had not completely dispersed, his expression was a little lonely and helpless.

This kind of skin-like pain is really hard to endure, and it hurts to death every time.

"Is what you just saw an illusion?"

Feng Qingyan looked at his hands, there was no blood on them, they were clean. Then, he reached out and touched the back, but he didn't find anything, which made him slightly strange.

In that kind of pain, it's not surprising that hallucinations occur.

After resting for a while, the pain slowly subsided, and then picked up the guqin and walked out of the stone pavilion.

It was about half an hour's journey from Shiting to Qingshan Village, but Feng Qingyan was holding a guqin in his arms, and his body was very weak at this time, so he didn't walk fast.

After walking for about 30 minutes, I walked to the col at the bottom of the mountain.

On the col, there is an old banyan tree that has been hundreds of years old, but the old banyan tree is not growing very well, and most of the trunk has withered, and it seems that it is about to die.

And under the old banyan tree, there is a dilapidated land temple.

The land temple is not big, only a zhang of a district, it is made of blue bricks and black tiles, and it looks very dilapidated because it has not been repaired for a long time. On the blue brick wall pillars on both sides, there is a pair of traditional Chinese characters of some age, the handwriting is already very blurred, but it is vaguely legible.

Shanglian: Earth can give birth to all things

Downlink: The ground can be sent to a thousand auspicious

This is a very common and common land temple couplet.

However, due to the lack of incense for a long time, the land temple looks even more dilapidated and desolate.

Although there are not many people in Qingshan Village, the place is quite large, and the remaining villagers are scattered throughout the village. In front of another col a few hundred meters away from the Land Temple, there is a high-walled courtyard with a large area and the style of the Republic of China.

The courtyard has a history of nearly 100 years, and it is a little outdated now, but after a renovation, there is also another style of the Republic of China.

Feng Qingyan opened the vermilion gate, and entered a courtyard full of carefully trimmed flowers and plants, the yard was very large, with pavilions, rockeries, and fish ponds, and after passing through the courtyard, there was a hall without a front wall.

After the hall, there is a small courtyard, and then there are rooms on three sides.

After Feng Qingyan walked up to the hall and put the guqin away temporarily, he turned around and walked left and went to the bathroom a few meters away on the right side of the hall. I walked into the bathroom, immediately took off my shirt and turned my back to the mirror.

At this time, he saw a terrifying picture in the mirror.

On his back, there was a large tattoo, which covered almost the entire back of his body.

"Blue-faced fangs?"

Although Feng Qingyan's face was calm, his heart was not calm.

This blue-faced fangs are hideous, very scary, and terrifying, but this tattoo is not what he tattooed. Before today, his back was still clean and clean, and there was nothing, but now, there was a terrifying tattoo of blue fangs.

"What's going on?"

Feng Qingyan quietly stared at the blue-faced fangs in the mirror, and he felt that this thing was very strange. Moreover, he also discovered that the green-faced fangs were not pierced, but grew from under the flesh.

"Did I have a paranormal event?"

Feng Qingyan studied it carefully, and finally confirmed that the tattoo was really born from under the flesh, could this be the source of my ignorance and pain all along?

The pain of ignorance is the inexplicable pain that even a big hospital can't find out.

At this moment, his brow furrowed tightly, and he wondered what was going on, how a blue-faced fangs suddenly appeared on his back.

However, there is no solution to all this.

After a while, he sighed and didn't think about it again, and simply took a cold shower.

After taking a cold shower, the whole person felt a lot more comfortable and refreshed, Feng Qingyan looked at the mirror again, and the terrifying blue-faced fangs tattoo was still on his back.

Lifelike!

"Is it possible that there are still ghosts and gods in this world?"

Feng Qingyan smiled suddenly, although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he would choose to respect.

After leaving the bathroom, I looked at the time and found that it was almost ten o'clock, so I walked out of the house and picked a handful of vegetables in the vegetable garden behind the house.

After graduating for a year, Feng Qingyan also lived in his hometown for a year.

During this year, in addition to reading books, practicing calligraphy, playing the piano, and writing novels, he also raised some flowers and plants and planted some vegetables. In addition, he dug a fish pond by the small river in front of the house, raised some fish, and when he was not busy, he would go to the fish pond to fish.

Life is very leisurely.

In the eyes of many people, it is also very boring.

After eating a completely vegetarian meal, Feng Qingyan made a cup of tea and sat in the pavilion in the courtyard reading a book. After reading for about an hour, I rested for a while on the long rattan chair in the hall, and then went to the study to learn calligraphy.

When he came out of the study, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at the sky, he went out of the house to the vegetable garden to pick a handful of greens and a melon, and after eating the same vegetarian dinner, it was already past six o'clock, and the sky was getting dark.

At this time, he walked slowly outside his house, and unconsciously walked under the old banyan tree, quietly looking at the dilapidated land temple.

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