According to the bald old man who boasted to others afterwards, when he fart, entering this paradise, it was like entering hell, he finally understood why the villagers cut down trees to cut this road, not doing this in such a forest can not have a sense of security, because the trees inside are too dense, and these trees are so high and dense that the whole forest is almost impervious to much sunlight, the mud in the forest is full of rotten leaves and brightly colored poisonous mushrooms, filled with a smell of rotting corpses, there will be a lot of poisonous insects in it, the most terrifying thing is that as long as there is a wind blowing in the forest, There will be some gloomy movements, and I don't know if it's the bird's song or the effect of the leaves rubbing against each other in the distance and producing echoes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

According to the experience of the bald old man, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he came to this kind of place, but he didn't really feel very calm in his heart, but he had to pretend to be like a little, he was afraid that the villagers would see his strange appearance, so he pretended to be physically exhausted while walking, and gasped from time to time, and some villagers saw that he couldn't come over to help him, and he was in his arms, so he pretended to be tired all the way, and his energy was limited and collapsed, and he was supported by the villagers to go to the forest. But the area of this paradise is really large, and he can see it on the hillside at that time, it is not a few hours on foot, and even if there is such a road, it is difficult to get to the glazed tile temple.

But fortunately, this geographical location is simple enough, just a large forest, just a road cut out of a tree straight to the temple in the center, the bald old man touched the compass in his pocket and put it back, he felt that he didn't need to make some marks here to identify the direction, just follow this road has basically not been lost.

After walking in the hellish paradise for almost six or seven hours, the villagers, who were accustomed to farm work in the mountains, were tired and speechless at the back, and finally when even people like the bald old Diao felt that they were beginning to get tired, they saw a splendid temple at the end of the road.

But look at the scale and find that the area of this temple is not particularly large, at most it covers an area of more than 100 square meters, there are three floors high, look at the architectural style should be quite ancient, but it can be seen that it is a Han thing, but it is not clear which dynasty it is, because this architectural style has some nondescript factors. The temple enshrines a statue of Guanyin Niangniang, and there is nothing special about it.

The bald old Diao was not a good man and a woman, and he didn't mean to be pious in front of Guanyin Niangniang, he glanced at Guanyin Niangniang and found a stone on the edge of the temple and sat down, looking at these villagers while digging his nose.

The villagers began to put the roast pig and roast chicken on plates and enshrined them in front of Guanyin Niangniang, and then they lined up in a certain order, kowtowing to Guanyin Niangniang one by one, and then muttering words in their mouths, as if they were telling their unlucky things and wishes. When one finished speaking, he kowtowed again, and then left, and the other went up and continued to repeat the same thing, as if this group of about twenty or thirty villagers had to line up to talk to Guanyin Niangniang.

The bald old man looked listlessly at the feudal superstitious activities of these villagers, tired and forgot that he was playing a down-and-out person, just digging his nose and looking up and down this splendid temple, thinking in his heart that this Guanyin Niangniang didn't look like a valuable product, and it was too big, it was impossible to steal her, but if you didn't steal her, what was worth it here?

Suddenly, a furry thing swept across the bald old man's hand, and he was startled, and grabbed a fluffy writhing creature with his backhand, and when he looked back, he was startled again, damn, it was a mouse that was about the size of an adult rabbit.

The bald old man held down the mouse and looked at it for a long time, always felt that it was a little weird, the gray hair on the mouse was mixed with a lot of silver-white hair, it looked very old-fashioned, the mouse did not struggle, obediently pressed by the bald old man, a pair of thief eyes and the bald old man looked at it, and seemed to have become proficient in human nature.

The bald old man looked at the rat and wondered what was the problem? Soon he figured out that the rat was too old to look like it had lived for hundreds of years.

The bald old man hated these damn beasts the most, and he was bored for a while, so he grabbed the mouse and threw it on the ground, and stomped heavily on the head of the mouse with one foot, and the head of the mouse exploded, and the brain spurted to the ground, and he died on the spot.

She looked at the bloody mouse corpses on the ground, scolded two bad words, so she moved her position, sat on the other side of the stone, and continued to look at the villagers who kept kowtowing to Guanyin Niangniang, and her heart was full of contempt.

Soon the bald old Diao began to be sleepy, he began to doze off slightly on the stone, and he didn't know how long he slept, but it didn't feel like it was too long, because when he suddenly woke up, he saw that the villagers who had lined up to talk to Guanyin Niangniang had reached the last two or three people, and the other villagers who had finished talking to Guanyin Niangniang were in groups of three or five on the other side, smoking and dozing off there, and no one was playing cards and gambling and throwing dice, maybe he felt that this was Guanyin Niangniang's territory, and he couldn't do these unreasonable things。

The bald old man had no intention of worshipping Guanyin, he just wanted to sneak in here, but at the moment his heart was disappointed, all the signs indicated that this place should be unusual, but he didn't find anything unusual for a while, seeing that all the villagers were about to finish talking to Guanyin Niangniang, it is estimated that they will leave here in a hurry, so what should I do?

He relied on the nap just now, his physical strength has recovered, and his brain has cleared up a lot, he thinks no, I can't just work so hard to come in, and then just follow them back, isn't that in vain. He peeked at the villagers who were sitting about ten meters away from him, their minds were all in Guanyin Niangniang, and no one seemed to look at him, a strange blind person who came in, the bald old eagle had an idea, thinking that I sneaked away at this time, and they shouldn't notice me.

When the bald old man turned to leave, he was stunned, he saw the corpse of the rat that had been trampled on by him next to the stone just now, and now there seemed to be something wrong.