Shen Weiyong and Ma Shaoteng chatted, and soon came to the abandoned Hongjue Temple.

Hongjue Temple used to be large-scale, but now it is full of ruins and broken walls, leaving only the mountain gate, the main hall and a few side rooms.

Strangely, the remaining buildings are still intact and can be enclosed in a circle, as if they were deliberately left behind when the temple was destroyed.

There is no plaque on the mountain gate, but there is a big wooden plaque with two blood-red characters written on it: Yizhuang.

The mountain gate was closed, and there were unused white silk, yellow paper, and red candles sandwiched between the cracks in the door...... There are two fierce and ferocious stone lions standing by the door, the body of the lion is mottled, drenched with some bright red blood, which is quite weird.

Pushing the door in, the courtyard is scattered with paper money, residual incense, white cloth, and dead leaves...... Swaying and fluttering in the breeze.

The doors and windows of the wings were closed, and long cobwebs hung down from the eaves, as if no one had taken care of them for thousands of years. The doors and windows are painted red, and the red paint has been mottled and peeled, but the color is still bright and dazzling. Some doors and windows were sealed with seals, and these were not ordinary notes, but scripture runes.

The door of the main hall was opened, and inside the black and dark hall, the golden paint on the huge Buddha statue that had not completely peeled off shimmered.

The plaque of the main hall reads: Cihang Pudu.

The couplet on the tall stone pillar under the eaves reads: The Buddha is in the heart for the Pudu people, and the heart is to the Buddha can be Cihang Lotus Boat.

Entering the main hall, it is the tall statue of Buddha, there are all kinds of snacks and fruits on the table in front of the Buddha statue, the incense burner is full of burned residual incense branches, and in the open space around the Buddha statue, there is a neatly placed coffin.

Coffins of all colors, large and small, red and black...... Some coffins were also tied with ropes; Some may be old, some of the coffins are rotten and holed, some are ajar, as if someone has entered or exited......

Although the hall was extremely cold, there was a strange smell in the air.

There is no shortage of wood in Yizhuang. A fire was raised in the hall by everyone, and the crackling fire dispelled the cold and made people feel a little warm.

However, looking around, there are dense coffins, which makes people can't help but feel numb and frightened. Fortunately, there are a lot of people in the hall, huddled together, quite bold.

After a day's march, everyone was exhausted and soon fell asleep.

Next to the fire, Hu Youde looked at the unconscious Lei Shaoxuan and was worried.

Lei Shaoxuan's face was pale, angry, and unconscious.

"It's okay, you can rush to Dawangtan tomorrow, sail day and night, and arrive at Shangsi County the next morning, and then you will have Langzhong. Shen Weiyong comforted.

"You've been trekking for a day, get some rest early. Shen Weiyong looked at Hu Youde and said softly.

"You sleep, I look at the young master. Hu Youde was absent-minded.

The night is deep, the fire is burned out, only some charcoal fire remains, the surrounding scenery is dim and obscure, the flickering charcoal fire emits a faint firelight, the figure is swaying, like a ghost shadow building, quite a little weird.

"Old (Hu), I feel as if someone is peeping. In a daze, Shen Weiyong suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"Sleep. There are all sergeant prisoners here, who dares to peep?" Hu Youde said disapprovingly, still looking down and thinking about his thoughts.

"This is a fierce place!" Shen Weiyong was a little weak-hearted.

"Nothing but coffins. In the wing room, the hall is full of our people, what is there to worry about? You are too timid. Hu Youde didn't raise his head.

There were only sergeants in the hall, and the prisoners were arranged in the wings. Looking around, the sergeants were already asleep, snoring, some purring, some drooling from their mouths.

"Do you say there are ghosts in the world?" Shen Weiyong couldn't sleep and said softly.

"Shen Lao is well-informed, but he is afraid of ghosts?" Hu Youde said in surprise, "We are fighting on the battlefield, you are dead and alive, no one is afraid, and you are still afraid of ghosts?"

Hu Youde was anxious in his heart, and there was nowhere to solve it, and his prank heart suddenly rose, and he lowered his voice and chuckled.

"Look at the thick red coffin, most of them are rich people, look at the short and thin coffin, most of them are young children who died of illness and illness, and the petite coffin painted gold and red is mostly the coffin of a young woman. So young, red-faced, I don't know whether to hang or throw myself into the river, it is said that the tongue of the hanged person spits out, and the length can hang down the chest......"

"Don't say it, stop it, don't say it......" Shen Weiyong's face turned pale and waved his hand again and again.

"Ha, ha, ha......". Although Hu Youde smiled, his face was even more anxious.

The night grew deeper, and on a cold winter night, the north wind whined and beat against the window paper.

The flames were extinguished suddenly, and the faint charcoal fire flashed on Lei Shaoxuan's pale face, Hu Youde was exhausted, leaning on the pedestal of the Buddha statue, and fell asleep in a daze.

Suddenly, a breeze began to blow outside the door, and a mist drifted with the wind, and the clouds were dim, the sky was dark, and the air was drizzling, but there were no raindrops on the ground.

Hongjue Temple is gradually shrouded in drizzle and thick fog.

The fog became heavier and heavier, and from time to time there was a terrible howl of the mourning ape and the cry of Zigui in the rolling thick fog...... Ghosts in the thick fog.

Everyone was asleep, and a voice called "Wake up......!" in Lei Shaoxuan's ears, and there seemed to be an ethereal singing voice outside the window.

"Layers of injustice, deep hatred, when will I wake up from my long sleep? Lonely, bitter and heavy, the moon is light and the stars are cold, and the remnants of the incense dance are lonely......"

A woman dressed in white dances in the courtyard.

This woman was dressed in white, with a disheveled head, and her face could not be seen clearly. The strange thing is that the woman is barefoot but does not touch the ground, dancing elegantly and lightly, like a fairy dance in the moon, and her white clothes are fluttering, as if she wants to fly.

As the woman in white danced, the thick fog gradually spread towards the main hall.

Not long after, the dense fog in the hall rolled, and the woman in white suddenly floated into the hall, and looked at the sleeping sergeants one by one, but she was reluctant to approach, and seemed to be very disgusted, and floated straight to Lei Shaoxuan's side.

A faint figure rose from Lei Shaoxuan's body, this figure was like a sleeping Lei Shaoxuan, fluttering towards the woman in white, and he could reach out to the woman.

When it was too late, a flash of lightning flashed out of thin air, with a thunderous sound, sweeping across the air on the woman in white. The woman was caught off guard, was swept by the lightning, let out a scream of "ah", and disappeared suddenly.

"Ah!" Lei Shaoxuan woke up in shock, only to see Hu Youde looking around with a wooden stick.

Seeing Lei Shaoxuan open his eyes, Hu Youde was pleasantly surprised, and said, "Young Master, are you awake?"

"What's going on, what is this place?" Lei Shaoxuan said softly, and in just one sentence, he had exhausted his strength.

"Young master, nothing happened. I just had a dream that a woman in white approached you, and she seemed to have no good intentions, and was beaten away by me with a stick. This is the main hall of Hongjue Temple. ”

The woman disappeared from the main hall, but suddenly appeared in the courtyard. However, a golden bowl appeared out of thin air above the courtyard, and the golden bowl glowed, enveloping the woman, who collapsed to the ground.

In the courtyard, two people stood side by side, a Taoist priest and a monk.

Both are young. The Taoist priest wears a gray robe, his hair is tied in a bun with a jade needle, he carries a loose sword on his back, his hand is holding Buddha dust, his round face is high, and he has a high-ranking image.

The monk is bald, obese, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face full of meat, a good and evil monk.

Under the golden bowl, the woman was slumped on the ground, half-lying, her arms supporting half of her body. The woman is dressed in a cloak, but her eyebrows are clear and beautiful, her nose is high, she is delicate and pretty, and she is a very beautiful woman.

The light of the golden bowl hurt the woman very much, and the woman was in great pain, twisting her body in the light, tears pouring down, and her eyes glared at the monk with hatred.

This monk and Taoist priest slash ghosts and demons, and you can't be spared today. Hey, you female ghost still shed tears? If you knew this was the case, why didn't you reincarnate early in the first place, but you harmed people here?"

The woman glanced at the Taoist priest, then at the monk, endured the severe pain and weakness, and stood up tremblingly.

The woman pointed at the monk, gritted her teeth and said, "I am a female ghost, I died at the hands of a Taoist priest, and I have nothing to say." But I died at your hands, and I longed to eat its flesh and sleep its skin. They all say that the heavens have eyes and the earth have spirits, and I hate ......."

The woman couldn't support the pressure of the light and fell to the ground, but the hatred in her eyes was even more skeen, and she couldn't support it.

The monk pointed to the golden bowl, the light suddenly weakened, and asked strangely: "The Taoist priest kills ghosts, pierces the heart with arrows, scatters the soul, and suffers incomparably, don't you hate? Besides, the monk has no grievances with you, why do you hate me?"

"I have no grievances with you?" The woman held up her body again with both hands, and said word by word: "My hatred with you is as deep as the sea, and my hatred is like a monstrous sky." ”

The woman pointed to the hall behind her and said, "My father was originally a county guard in Xiping, an honest official, and a believer in Buddhism. When he told the old man to lead the whole family back to his hometown, his aunt was ill on the way, and the treatment was ineffective, so he came to Hongjue Temple to Zhai Buddha, and did not want to meet the Buddha Temple. The sergeant saw that my family had a small amount of money, and he had evil intentions and slandered my family as a Buddhist and evil man. More than a dozen members of my family were exterminated, and the women were insulted. Seeing that the situation was not right, I jumped into the well in the hospital and died, so as to save my innocence. The well is engraved with the mantra left by the monk of the temple, and I have no soul to disperse. ”

The woman in white burst into tears and said, "Later, my family was taken in by passers-by, but no one escorted them back to their hometown. Hongjue Temple is located on a commercial road, so in order to avoid the coffin of my family from being disturbed by passers-by, I often have to come out late at night to scare passers-by. If my father had not been deceived by you and other bald donkeys, how could he believe in Buddhism, how could he have died in the monastery, how could his whole family have perished? How could he have died in a foreign land? How could he have sent a coffin to a lonely temple and not be able to enter the earth? If the Buddha had a spirit, how could he harm my whole family?......

"This, this ......" The monk was stunned, took the golden bowl casually, and looked at the Taoist priest embarrassedly.

The woman flashed into the well.

The monk and Taoist priest looked at each other and let the woman leave, speechless.

......

Lei Shaoxuan only felt chills all over his body, cold sweat flowing, weak, dizzy, and tried to open his eyes, but he intuitively felt that there were gold stars in his eyes, and the sky was spinning.

"Am I going to die?" Lei Shaoxuan gasped and said softly: "I miss my mother so much, I want to go home." ”

Hu Youde held back his tears and said, "Young Master, you have a good rest, you can reach Shangsi County tomorrow, and Lang Zhong will cure your illness!"

"Well, I'm so homesick...... I really want to read, and my husband gave me a lot of books, but I haven't read them yet...... I'm going to carve toys for my sister......"

Lei Shaoxuan began to have a fever again and talked nonsense. When Hu Youde heard this, his heart was like a knife.