Twenty-three years ago. At the age of 50, he was a head of the road. Just took over as presiding. That night. All the monks fell asleep. A violent knock on the door woke up the head of the first seat who was seated.

The monk guarding the door opened the door. Two men in black shirts rushed in from the outside. He was carrying a long black bag.

"Where are you presiding? Take us to him." The black-shirted man's cold voice said viciously.

The monk at the gate trembled with fear. Hurriedly reported the matter to Chief Yiming. Daoist Yiming received them in a monk's room.

Two black-shirted men with expressionless faces. The gaze is dark. He said coldly and viciously: "Prepare a temple room. This woman will stay here for a few months. Someone will come and serve you. Remember. This matter cannot be made known to anyone. Otherwise, watch out for your dogs."

Yiming Dao Chang was terrified when he heard it. Looking at that black cloth bag. Stunned.

Soon. Another man in a black shirt unfastened the cloth bag. A woman's face was revealed. He was about 20 years old. is in a coma.

Yiming Dao Chang's surprise is not trivial. This is a matter of human life. Thinking that the temple is full of monks and that it is a royal temple. This kind of immoral thing must never be done. I want to refuse. I saw that the man in the black shirt proudly took out a token. Yiming Dao Chang was instantly stunned. Don't dare to say more. I hurriedly found a clean monk's room. Accompanied by a variety of daily necessities. Took in the woman.

She was five or six months pregnant.

Afterwards, the chief of the road learned that this woman was robbed by this group. As for what to do with it. Yiming Daoist didn't dare to ask more.

Sure enough, when the woman woke up. Understand your situation. Crying every day. Several attempts to rush down the hill. They were all caught by the black-shirted man who was guarding the door. I'm beaten half to death every time." Iniquity." Yi Ming Dao put his hands together. He said with a face unbearable. The woman didn't think about tea and dinner every day. Weeping every day. Crying hoarsely. Gradually, emaciated. Later, Lao Na really couldn't see it. and always admonished her. persuade her to think about the child in her womb. Eat something too. Stop these fearless struggles.

He had the intention of arresting her. There will definitely be a purpose. Before the goal is achieved. I won't give up. Rather than so. Why don't you be quiet. Take care of yourself. The child who gave birth to the belly. Anyway. The children in her belly are all her blood and bones. This is undeniable. Not to mention that the child is innocent. Peace of mind is the right thing to give birth to.

The woman then listened to Lao Na's advice. Gradually, it ceased to be noisy. It was quiet. It's just a daily melancholy. Taciturn. Looks sluggish. It's really pitiful.

Two months later. There were two stable women and three girls who were waiting for this woman's birth. Lao Na gradually figured it out. I'm afraid these men are here for the child of this woman's womb.

These girls and stable women sent are all silent. Expressionless. Never talk much. He had no way of knowing what they were going to do. The monks' eyes are empty. Don't ask about the world. Although sympathize with the woman. But there is nothing to be done. After all, I can't afford to offend these people."

"Dao Chief. Do you know who they are?" Yin Ruochen asked curiously.

Yiming Daochang's face condensed slightly. Said solemnly: "At that time, the black-shirted man took a token and showed it to the old man. That token is the famous "purgatory" token of the Northern Underworld court. The people in purgatory are cruel. Ruthless. That's the core of today's imperial court. Anyone who is imprisoned in purgatory basically gets in and out. That's why everyone hears about it. All of them are like plague gods. At that time, how dare Lao Na ask carefully. He is a man of the imperial court. Of course, there is only obedience."

People in the court. Yin Ruochen sneered when he heard this. Nodding. A chill flashed in his eyes. Dao Chang. What happened later?" Han Ling listened to it as if he were in the middle of it. Both sad and confused. Hurriedly broke the casserole and asked. Later." Yiming Daochang's face turned pale. The muscles in my face are tense. The air was surrounded by the chill of nightfall. Han Ling only felt cold hands and feet. My heart was pounding.

"Later. A stormy night. The woman finally gave birth. Depressed mood. Locked up in the house every day. Dystocia. It hurt for three days and three nights. It's finally born. It's a baby boy. That same evening. was taken away by those black-shirted men.

The woman was unconscious. Feverish. Lao Na overheard the black-shirted man's instructions to the old woman who was serving. He said that if the woman died; That couldn't be better. It is a death in production. There is no proof of death. Or she's alive. When you wake up, you will poison her."

Yiming Dao took a breath as he spoke. Han Ling felt that the blood in his whole body was cold. The heart seems to have stopped beating. Hands tightly twisting clothes. The green oil lamp in the room jumped like a ghost fire. Wisps of smoke rising from the stove were as ethereal as the souls of unjustly deceased.

"Hey! It was also the woman who lived long. After three days and three nights in a coma, he woke up. Her face was like a blank sheet of paper. It's still bleeding. Everyone said she wouldn't survive. It is also the virtue of a good life in God. It coincided with heavy rain in the mountains every day. There is a danger of landslides closing the road at any time. The night before the woman woke up. Those people finally can't wait. All removed.

The next evening the woman awoke. The child is gone. Cry one's eyes out. Those who seek death and life will go to find their beloved son. Lao Na is well-intentioned. I told her everything I had heard. Reassure her day by day. Do everything you can to persuade her. That's what made her heart die. She was silent for the next few days. Maybe it's because of the weakness after giving birth. Or maybe it's because of excessive grief. She lay in bed and slept for three days. If it weren't for the faint sound of her heartbeat. Everyone thought she was dead. A few days later, Lao Na Ri went up the mountain to collect medicine for her to condition her body. The woman's illness gradually improved.

One day, when Lao Na went up the mountain to collect medicine, he discovered a terrifying secret. Lao Na found a large uplifted pit in the forest below the mountain. The mud in the pit was washed away by the rain. Several bodies were revealed. Lao Na took a closer look. It was the girls and the stable women who had served the women and gave birth to children. They all died. The face is grim. Eyes wide open. Extremely terrifying. Apparently killed by someone. Lao Na was stunned. Hurried back. Thinking about the woman's safety. So he changed her into a monk's robe. Sent her down the mountain overnight. The woman has not been heard from since."

Yiming said in a long breath. It seems to be still immersed in that terrible memory.

Yin Ruochen's eyes burst out with a fierce light. A very cold smile appeared on his face. There was silence for a while. Slowly asked, "Dao Chief. Do you know who that woman is?"

"Hey." Yiming let out a long sigh. Said with regret." When I first arrived. The woman was inseparable from them. How dare Lao Na ask her? Later those people left. When the woman woke up. Lost his beloved son. In a trance. Incoherent speech. Only occasionally from her staccato conversation. Knowing that she shouldn't be from Liyang. It's a poor family somewhere in the North of the Underworld. Come to Liyang to beg for a living. Judging by the foreign accent that came out of her voice. It seems to be someone from some theater troupe."

Hear the word "theater". Yin Ruochen and Han Ling both jumped in shock. An unusual atmosphere filled the air. Both of them have their own thoughts. Silent for a long time.

It's just that. It's old. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.

"Dao Chief. If things are as you say. It is very likely that the perpetrators of today's murder are the remnants of the gang before them. Things have gone by so many years though. I must have felt the threat again. That's when I came to Hanyang Temple to extinguish my mouth. If that's the case. Yiming Daochang. You're not safe. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will come back and kill people." Yin Ruochen said with a deep groan. Suddenly, he said decisively: "Dao Chief. Tomorrow you will go down with this king. This king will find you a place to live in peace."

"Wonderful! Wonderful. The old man thanked the prince." Yiming Dao Chang said gratefully.

"Let's rest today. Tomorrow morning, I will go down the mountain with this king." Yin Ruochen waved his hand at Yiming Dao Chang.

After thanking him repeatedly. So he led Yin or Chen and Han Ling to a temple room. Inside though rudimentary. But it's clean and tidy.

"Lord Wang. Let's rest here for the night. This room has been here before." Yiming said respectfully.

"Hmm." Yin Ruochen nodded. Yiming Dao Chang retreated.

Han Ling's whole body was chilling at this time. Cold hands and feet. This eerie temple is extremely cold. And the dead monks outside. Frightened, Han Ling didn't dare to leave Yin Ruochen an inch. Follow him closely. Follow wherever you go. It's on the pit. and keep watch outside. Like a frightened bird. Yin Ruochen was made to cry and laugh by her.

Han Ling didn't dare to care if he slept in the same bed with Yin Ruochen. Obediently lie on the inside of the bed. Don't dare to move.

She stared at the night with round eyes. Thinking of the poor woman who lost her child. I don't know if I'm still alive. And where did that young life go? Who the hell took it away.

Han Ling's mind repeatedly recalled the secret told by Yiming Dao Chang. I sympathize with the woman. Kidnapped for no reason. The child who was just born was snatched away. A narrow escape. How painful it must be. All those stable girls died. Surely they aid in the abuse. Abominable. But they are also commanded by men. And so he was killed. It's too vicious. Who is so vicious? Do this unconscionable thing.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning. Tossing. The quilt is very thin. The night in the mountains is cold. How can it be compared with the East Dormitory? Hanling was cold and sleepy. Trembling all over.

She heard Yin Ruochen's heartbeat. These days to come. I also got a general idea of how well he was sleeping. At this time, Yin Ruochen was not asleep. He was also lying quietly on Han Ling's side. Seems to be thinking about something.

"Lord Wang. Who will be the ones who rob women and children? They're too vicious, too. That woman and child are so pitiful." Han Ling said softly to herself.

Yin Ruochen didn't answer her.

Han Ling had no choice but to ask again: "Lord Wang. Is that baby boy still alive now?"

"Shut your mouth. Sleep well. I'll throw you out if it's too wordy." Yin Ruochen turned over. Whispered impatiently.

Han Ling listened. Immediately frightened and afraid to speak. I had to turn over and turn my back to him. Tired and sleepy. Fell asleep in a blur. The woman's miserable cry seemed to be heard