Lin Qingyan's voice disappeared into no one's place, and there seemed to be a small sound in the temple where he couldn't see his five fingers, but he didn't know if the owner of this voice was a rat scurrying around, or someone like her. You know, in such an environment, the last thing that is lacking is mice.

Lin Qingyan stomped his feet in front of the threshold, and the candle in his hand stretched inside, and the darkness in the temple was dispelled by the candlelight.

"Since there's no one, I'm going to come in."

Lin Qingyan said politely, and then walked in in a dignified manner, for the unknown danger in the temple, she did not have the cringe that a girl of this age should have.

Lin Qingyan came to the offering table used for worship, tilted the candle in his hand, and burned more vigorously with the candlelight at the front, the upper side of the candle was sunken down, and wax tears dripped down on the table one after another.

The candlelight approached the exposed cotton thread, and a discarded half-cut candle with red wax and gold characters inserted in the candlesticks on either side of the incense burner was lit, and the whole temple was completely restored to its proper light.

Lin Qingyan waved his hand, and after a few strokes, he shook off the light source he brought, the candle was placed horizontally on the offering table, and the wax tears on the back of his hand were peeled off by her piece by piece, Lin Qingyan leisurely observed the situation in the temple.

The walls of the temple are hung with cobwebs everywhere, there are some messy piles of wheat straw on the left side of the temple, and on the right side are broken clay pots and pieces of wood and other sundries.

Lin Qingyan's gaze returned to the offering table, on which were placed a few common foods that were cold and appeared at some point. Although the temple is dilapidated, there is absolutely no shortage of offerings on regular days, which is why there are people who can survive in the temple.

Looking straight ahead, a statue of a Buddha meditating in a lotus flower comes into view, and it turns out that this is a temple dedicated to the Bodhisattva. The size of this Buddha statue is not small, much taller than a grown man.

The pink lotus flower and the bright green lotus leaf should be the color, but now the white lotus base is exposed to the corners of the clothes that do not belong to the Buddha statue, Lin Qingyan found this thing for the first time from top to bottom, such a place, in addition to the Buddha statue, where can a big living person be hidden.

Lin Qingyan stood up straight, and after bowing to the Buddha statue in front of him, he rummaged through a white-faced steamed bun with fewer gray scratches from the offering table. With his left hand, he holds the steamed bun and hides it behind him, and with his right hand he picks up the candle he brought and rests on the offering table, and the blackened cotton thread at the tip of the wick stays on the candlelight for a few seconds before being lit.

Lin Qingyan bypassed the offering table and walked calmly to the right side of the Buddha statue, the candlelight in his hand made a thing that dissolved in the darkness nowhere to hide.

The person who was huddled in a ball with his knees huddled was trembling, his head was not raised, I don't know if he was afraid and didn't dare to raise it, or he didn't notice Lin Qingyan's appearance.

Lin Qingyan stared at her, except for the candlelight dancing in his hand, which seemed to be still.

She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt on her upper body, and there were many dirt marks and tears on her clothes, Lin Qingyan could tell at a glance that it was an adult men's white shirt, the shirt was so long that most of the black coarse cloth pants were covered by the shirt.

Although the weather is not yet cold, there is a white mist drifting away as soon as you breathe. Lin Qingyan, who was not popular in the eldest brother's house, also wore the old-year cotton clothes at this moment, and how did she survive with such thin clothes.

She was thin and imhuman, her hair was dirty and fluffy, and there were a lot of short wheat straw mixed between the strands. The missing buttons of the shirt near the neck exposed the flat breasts, but there was no crisp breasts that women should have, and the yellow skin was like a layer of black charcoal gray.

The unheaving, gray-black chest will never make people think of sin. Lin Qingyan can't judge her age, is this a girl who has not developed, or a woman who has no nutrition to support her development and is so guided, and her actual age is older than herself?

Lin Qingyan tilted the candle, a few drops of wax tears, and the candle in his hand was fixed on the stone platform.

Lin Qingyan asked softly, "Are you called Fu Si?" ”

She glanced at Lin Qingyan levelly, and hurriedly rubbed back, wanting to retreat to a place where Lin Qingyan couldn't touch.

Everyone knows that it should not be wrong, this person is the Fu Si he is looking for, there is enough fool in Fengming Village, where there will be a second one.

Lin Qingyan took out his left hand from behind his back, and kept turning the steamed buns in his hand on the candle flame, the outer skin of the steamed buns was slightly charred, and the steamed buns that became hot smelled fragrant.

Lin Qingyan pulled off the whole dough and faced Fu Si, who was seduced by the steamed bun with his mouth open, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Fu Si stood up, her lips closed, she wanted to say something but couldn't make the sound she should.

Compared with Lin Qingyan, she was too short, the hem of her shirt reached the knee level, and a shirt was worn as a pajama. If she compares her height at the same level, her head can reach Lin Qingyan's chest at most.

Lin Qingyan shook the steaming steamed bun in his hand, "Come here, this steamed bun is for you to eat." ”

Fu Si took a step forward and stopped moving, Lin Qingyan straightened his hands and could barely touch her, but he didn't take strong measures because of this, Lin Qingyan could guess that if she did this, she would immediately run away.

Lin Qingyan put the steamed bun to his mouth and gestured, "If you don't come back, the steamed bun will be gone." ”

Fu Si hurriedly moved over with his bare feet on the ground, snatched the steamed bun from Lin Qingyan's hand, and pinched the steamed bun with his dirty hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lin Qingyan unbuttoned it, and the cold air that rushed in didn't make Lin Qingyan hesitate for a second, Lin Qingyan took off the padded jacket he was wearing and draped it on Fu Si's body, Lin Qingyan tightened the open padded jacket, afraid that the remaining little warmth of the padded jacket would be completely lost.

Fu Si ate the steamed buns very cleanly, and even picked up the steamed bun dregs that fell on the ground.

Lin Qingyan smoothed her back with one hand, hugged her with both hands, but unexpectedly, he hugged Fu Si with both hands.

She is so light, it seems that there is only the weight of a handful of bones left, and even Lin Qingyan, a girl who is only a teenager, can pick her up lightly.

Lin Qingyan held her hip with her left hand, and put her right hand on her back to fix her body, this posture was a bit like a loving mother holding her child to sleep.

Fu Si struggled a few times, her head was lying on Lin Qingyan's shoulder, she opened her mouth and bit the exposed shoulder below her neck, as if she decided that Lin Qingyan would not punish her for this.

Red fluid flowed from her shoulders, her mouth was dry, she quieted down, and her lips were close to the wound and she sucked blood to quench her thirst.

Lin Qingyan carried her to the wheat straw pile, hooked the wheat straw with his foot to spread a small area, Lin Qingyan put her on it, looked at her mouth of blood red, and then noticed the wound on his shoulder.

Lin Qingyan touched his fingers on his shoulder, and the bleeding from the wound had stopped.

This man is really stupid, or is he crazy from hunger, and he can drink blood as water.