The night in the mountains is exceptionally quiet, and thanks to the good environment and air quality, the starry sky is still so clear tonight, and the moon is even more exquisite.

The tradition of "working at sunrise and resting at sun" is still maintained in the villages and towns, and after 9 p.m., except for those places that receive tourists, people who have been tired from a long day rest at home.

Outside the deserted grove was a dilapidated van parked in the dark, its grey body a good camouflage. A man leaned against the car door, an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and played with a lighter. He was the middle-aged man who complained loudly while eating lunch in the farmhouse courtyard - Xingtian. By this moment, he had already thrown away the ill-fitting and delicate suit, replaced it with a close-fitting T-shirt and a pair of sturdy jeans, and put on a long-sleeved faux leather jacket. He treats his cigarettes and lighters like toys like children, and looks quite laid-back, except that his eyes "scan" to the side from time to time.

Li Wei sat in the back of the van, reminiscing about the discussion with Jane Eyre about the thief Guan Yingcai who had stumbled to his death.

Li Wei told Jane Eyre about his conversation with the proprietress of the hostess. Jane Eyre nodded and said, "As expected, most people here think so. It's just that there is one thing you have thought about, the report said that there were seven or eight people who touched the back mountain that night, and after Guan Yingcai, an unsuccessful Xiucai returned to the village, he was regarded as a loser by everyone, and the dogs didn't bother to take care of him, and what kind of ability did he rely on to gather so many people to follow him to do evil? You know, this county is isolated from Beijing because of the mountains, and the folk customs have always been diligent and simple, since the tourism industry has become popular, every family has become rich, those who open shops open shops, those who do not open shops still farm land and grow vegetables, and there are few gangsters who are idle and looking forward to making evil fortunes. ”

Well, I can't think of that, and no one here can think of it, but maybe they don't need to think about it, because someone has already given a "standard answer." was sighing, the car door was pulled open with a "hula", and a figure that he was familiar with jumped up, and then Xingtian slammed the door from the outside.

"Yiming, oh no, Dante," Li Wei couldn't cry or laugh when he thought about this dream-like "trip", "shouldn't you come here now?" Shang Yiming opened his eyes wide and observed his expression, and said with a smile: "You're about to go into battle, I'm afraid you're nervous, buddy will come to cheer you up." "Joke, you forgot that in the basketball team of our college at Normal University, I always cheered everyone up before the game. Li Wei lowered his head as he spoke, looking at a pair of fists that clenched involuntarily, wondering if the pair of "vinegar bowls" when Wu Song fought the tiger were as big as them. The last time they were waved to greet a person was on the college basketball court, seven years ago.

At that time, a few teammates made a private appointment with fellow villagers from other colleges for a friendly match, but I didn't expect the atmosphere after the kick-off was not friendly at all, because the big center of the opponent was not only aggressive from the beginning of the jump ball, and the style of the ball was flamboyant to the level of "domineering", but also his mouth was not clean, and his movements were also very rough. Finally, after the center grabbed the rebound in the front court, he deliberately opened an elbow, smashing Shang Yiming to the ground holding his head, and the guy jumped up again to throw the ball in, and then swaggered to his own half of the court with a banging on his chest. Li Wei couldn't hold back any longer, caught up with this bastard who was about the same height as himself, pushed him, and then scolded. The bastard stumbled and almost fell, and rushed over with a curse in return.

It was a game without a referee, and players from both sides surrounded each other, abusing each other and fighting for their teammates. The bastard looked arrogant, stretched out his fingers to poke Li Wei's nose, Li Wei slapped his hand open, raised his fist and was about to open his scoop. At this time, a person stopped his waist and hugged himself, dragged back desperately, and whispered in his mouth: "Don't worry about that girl, you have the same knowledge as ...... girl" It was Shang Yiming, his strength was quite big, and he was dragged farther and farther away by him, and the bastard was still arrogant, raised his finger to provoke, and shouted: "Little, you want to beat me? Do you know who I am? See that I don't waste you!

"Do you know who I am?" Hearing this, unconsciously, Li Wei's fists fell, and his vision seemed to tremble slightly. The bastard center was getting farther and farther away from him, and the guy was surrounded by his own academy players, and the winner generally watched Li Wei and his teammates exit the basketball court in a low voice. Later, Shang Yiming said that this bastard was a rich boy who won the runner-up in the amateur sanda competition in their province, and he was very iron with a leader in charge of administration at the school.

Since then, the fists have been like knives and guns in storage, although they can also perform other functions as hands.

"I believe in freedom, I believe in hope, I believe in reaching out and touching the ...... of the sky" The familiar song sounded suddenly, interrupting Li Wei's memories. He subconsciously took out his mobile phone, but found that it was Shang Yiming's old Motorola ringing. It seemed that only a few words were said on the other side of the phone, Shang Yiming nodded, replied "understood", and hung up the phone. "How do you use this song as a ringtone, didn't you only use it from the factory before?" asked Li Wei. "I said, I'm here to cheer you up. Shang Yiming patted his old friend on the shoulder, just like on the basketball court, "Last time at the Xinjiang kebab shop, when you received a harassing call, I noticed that you changed the ringtone. There's a reason you've loved a piece for so long, now let it play again!" Then he pulled open the door and said to Xingtian, "He'll be right here." ”

There is no lighting at the foot of the mountain, so all you can see with the naked eye is a dark shadow that is either stationary or shaking, and it is difficult to see the Mercedes Benz parked on the ground outside the road without paying special attention.

The gate of Xiangyang Temple was closed for a whole day, and at this time, the lights of the major halls had been extinguished as usual, and the Demon King Kong, whose appearance was not carved properly, was trapped in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, and his gloomy expression was frozen.

The wing room of the eastern courtyard is where the temple administrators are on duty and staying. In fact, most of the people who work here are nearby villagers, and they go back to their homes after closing the temple gate every evening, so there are not many people living in this row of huts. Today, it seems that even the personnel on duty have been saved, and the entire east courtyard is blinded by black lights.

"Are they all gone?" "Definitely, the little girl from Changping also asked her to help out at the 'Family Carnival'." ”

The flashlight flashed at the entrance of the east courtyard, and four figures hurriedly passed by. They followed the path and went straight to the back door of the temple. Three rays of light struck the heavy iron door again, and the corners of it were still brown under the erosion of the mountain humidity and time, and the thick iron cables with rust marks were still firmly wound around the fastened latch. Xiangyang Temple is on the only main road from the sunny side of this mountain to the back mountain, and after it is built, this cyan iron guy who is as strong as a prison gate controls the passage to the back mountain, and the chain seals it off forever, and "the scenery of the back mountain has not been developed" has become the most magnificent reason. Everyone here knew that no one had opened it for several years, and no one had tried to get close to it except Elder He, who had the key.

The afterglow of the flashlight vaguely shone the back of a man who was turning, it was him, the middle-aged man in a black suit, who got into the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz, Boss Wang. "He Yu, He Lin, you two are waiting here, give me a flashlight. Boss Wang gave an order to the two "brown suits", and turned his head again, "Lao He, you go in with me." Open the door. ”

"What's the matter? This key ......" When the two came to the door, Elder He lowered his head and fiddled with a large bunch of keys, feeling a little strange. In the order in which he took the key, the fourth key opened the door, and now it was in the fifth place. "I reminded you to keep this key alone, but you just didn't listen. Boss Wang turned on a flashlight for him, and his eyes stared at the door. It can be said that on the day of the completion of Xiangyang Temple, when he saw this iron door locked, he never had so many worries in his heart at this moment. Of course, he is a person who has experienced things, and in his opinion, if others were in the same situation, they would have been nervous, panicked and even at a loss, so his own worries are also very calm reactions.