Under the illumination of the headlights of the car, Kaohsiung drove the car to the glade in the forest again from memory, stopped and turned off the fire. The three of them got out of the car and walked to the temple gate, the temple door was closed, I stepped forward and gently pushed it, and it opened, making the sound of a wooden door shaft. I immediately retracted my hand and looked through the crack in the door, and I saw that there was no courtyard inside, but directly the gate of the temple tower, about three or four meters away.

Kaohsiung slowly pushed the door with his hand until there was a slit that could be passed sideways, and we squeezed in one after another, the door of the temple tower was open, and there was no one inside. It is a small hall about five or six meters square, with a statue of a god in the center, life-size, the same picture as the cousin took with his mobile phone that day, with a square base, and candles with wrist-thick candles at the four corners, and the four wax beating fires illuminated the small hall flickering, and the shadow of the statue was also swaying left and right on the base.

"It seems like no one. I whispered. Kaohsiung pointed to the left corner of the small hall, and I looked carefully and found that there was a door there, but the color was exactly the same as the wall, and the light was dim. Kaohsiung's eyes were sharp, and he walked to the door to pull the doorknob, which was locked at the other end.

Azanbudan circled around the statue a few times, touched it with his hand, and told us that he did not feel the obvious evil aura, but this statue was very suspicious, and if you want to know whether there are evil spirits or not, you can only know with the blessing of the mantra. Kaohsiung nodded, standing behind the door on the left side of the small hall, and asked me to stand on the other side. Azambudan sat directly in front of the idol and began to chant mantras in a low voice.

Only two or three minutes later, I suddenly heard the sound of a key unlocking from behind the door. Kaohsiung gestured to Azambudan, and he immediately stood up, and I walked over and stood beside Azambudan, but Kaohsiung stood still. The door opened, and a man entered, of medium height, for the light of the candle was too dim to see his face, and could only see that he was dressed in black trousers, barefoot and without shoes, and his hair was short and dense.

When he saw me and Azanbudan, the man's expression seemed to be surprised, and he asked a few times, but I didn't understand it, it should still be in Malay. When he pushed open the door, he just blocked Kaohsiung behind, and I had to reply in Chinese: "We are tourists, come in and have a look." ”

Originally, I just said casually, but I didn't expect that this person could actually speak Chinese, and also asked me in Chinese: "Are you Chinese?" The pronunciation is very blunt, obviously not Chinese, and there is still a bit of vigilance in the tone. I thought to myself that this Indian temple often has guides to bring Chinese tourists to worship, so the people in the temple should also see more Chinese, if it is in collusion with the tour guide, then it is impossible for tourists other than China to find it, so I nodded and said yes.

"Why did you come so late?" the man asked, "where do you live?" I pointed diagonally to the right, saying that I lived in the village over there, and that I had rented a car from Simu and had found this temple under the guidance of the villagers, and that I couldn't sleep at night anyway, so I came and had a look.

The man said, "The temple is not open at night, so go away." I nodded, and the man asked you how long you had been here and what you had done. I knew that this man must have been attracted by the mantra that Azambudan had just recited, and the mantra was very low, and through the door, I always felt that it was not heard by this person outside, but sensed. So I said, when we saw this statue, we knelt down and bowed a few times and made a wish, but we felt a little dizzy and didn't know why.

"That is, you have a sense with Lord Shiva, and it will work. The man replied. I asked what kind of statue it was and why I hadn't seen it in Thailand or Malaysia. This man walked up to the idol and told us that Lord Shiva is the main god of Hinduism and one of the creator gods, and that he is more powerful than any Buddhist god or Buddha.

I asked, "Wouldn't it be as big as the Buddha?" As he spoke to the two of us, I saw Kaohsiung quietly coming out from behind the door, knife in his hand. I was terrified, thinking to myself that Boss Gao was going to stab this person to death from behind? Isn't that murder? Fortunately, Kaohsiung tiptoed around the door and dodged in like a cat. I was very nervous, and hurriedly put my eyes on this person, for fear that I would accidentally look behind me and be found by this person with the wrong eyes.

But the man still seemed to have a feeling, and as he spoke, he glanced back and saw nothing. When he had finished, he looked at Azambudan, who was standing next to him, and asked if you were friends or relatives. I said this is my guide friend in Thailand, named Boudan. The man didn't seem to believe it, and actually asked him in Thai.

Azanbudan also replied in Thai, his Thai is much better than mine, although there is still a gap with Kaohsiung, but outsiders can hardly hear the difference. The man obviously didn't realize that Azambudan's Thai was not his native language, so after a few casual conversations, he asked us to leave, saying that we could come back tomorrow during the day, and that there would be a group of tourists from China tomorrow who could visit the shrine together.

Azambudan and I left the temple when we heard the sound of locking up behind us. It was a bit chilly at night and I couldn't help but sneeze twice. The two of us walked to the edge of the woods, and Azambudan whispered, "Kaohsiung will open the door inside." "He also told me that when he was casting a spell just now, he could sense a very obvious yin qi, which seemed to be a spell for him to pull his teeth, and when he was an apprentice in Penang before, the ghost king told them about it, and he also cast a spell for him and Peng Ma to get acquainted with. It is an ancient Indonesian black magic technique that is said to control the ghosts of the dead to continue to regenerate in the underworld.

"What kind of Shiva does that person say?" I asked, "if that's the case, it has nothing to do with the Hindu temple." Azam Budan said that it was obviously used to hide people's ears, in Malaysia, there are very few Indian temples in itself, most of them are for browsing, and even if there is, it is impossible for Shiva to be enshrined with Indonesian evil spells, there must be ghosts in it.

At this moment, I saw the gate of the temple open, and we hurriedly dodged behind a big tree. A person slowly walked out of it, looking left and right, and could see that it was Kaohsiung by the moonlight. When we walked out, Kaohsiung waved at us and told us that there were three or four rooms in the side door of the small hall, and there was a backyard, and only one of the two bedrooms was occupied, so there should be only one guy keeping vigil in this temple.

Azam Budan said about the Indonesian Yin Mantra, Kaohsiung said: "No need to ask, this is a Yin Temple, under the guise of Shiva God, to bring tourists to worship, and after the accident, go to the tour guide to solve it, so as to make more money." Fuck, I said that the nearby village is so rich, and it is all bullshit to say that it is a sugar cane and durian to make a fortune!"