Chapter 65: The Story of the Old Man and the Beautiful Woman (I)
The red weird ball was placed in the middle, illuminating the whole room, this room was strangely hot, Tony was lying in the corner and watching the magma, at this moment he knew what Yunfei meant by asking in the morning, it turned out that the magma was here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
After observing enough, Tony stood up and said, "This is not ordinary glass, if it is ordinary glass, the temperature here cannot be so low." β
Yun Fei also nodded and said: "I was not in the room at the time, so I didn't feel it, now come in, although the temperature here is higher than outside, but there is such a high temperature of magma here, how can the temperature break through the limit of what the human body can bear, simply think about it You are in a crater, can you withstand it?"
And Tony also looked at the body of the little girl without a trace of blood, and after touching it, it was true that the frost climbed directly on his arm, in short, the temperature of the little girl was close to the limit of zero, and if ordinary people came into contact with her for a long time, they would freeze to death.
At this time, Yunfei found that the old man woke up, and he didn't speak, the old man struggled to get up, saw all this in front of him, silent, and after a long time, the old man spoke: "A year ago, I was still the owner of an ordinary hotel, at that time the business was not good, but I barely survived, my wife suffered with me, and I didn't cry tired, the two of us depended on each other, lived in this village, and lived an apologetic life." β
"But one day, at night, I heard a huge roar, not only me, but many people in the village heard it, and even the brave people came out with lanterns to see what was going on, and the next day, the people in the village found that not far from the village, a huge door appeared inexplicably, and someone recognized it as Rashomon, and everyone was awe-struck and dispersed, thinking that it was a symbol of misfortune."
"The village chief wants to find out what's going on, but he doesn't have a clue, this door seems to appear out of thin air, finally, someone in the village can't stand it, what's going on with this door? Inexplicable, so he proposed to use manpower to move this gate away, the village felt that this was inappropriate at first, how could Rashomon also have something to do with ghosts, legend has it that this gate is still the gate to the Yellow Spring of the underworld, they just can't get it right? β
"But that man didn't care about the feelings of the village chief at all, and teamed up with more than a dozen strong men in the village, including me, to use a lot of tools and strength to finally bring down the door, in fact, we are for ourselves, because of the existence of Rashomon, many foreign tourists will be more or less afraid and choose not to stop in our village, the people who do it, including me, are the owners of shops or inns, and what we earn is the money of outsiders, and if this foreigner does not come, it will cut off our financial route."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed, and then said sadly: "It's hateful that I didn't listen to my wife at that time, it's hateful." β
The old man shook his head as he spoke, but neither Yunfei nor Tony spoke, in fact, their hearts were already shocked.
"At that time, my wife advised me not to go to this troubled water, anyway, if we farmed the land, we could be self-sufficient even if we didn't open a shop, but at that time, I was young and vigorous, and I saw that all the young men in the village had gone, so what did it matter if I didn't go? Afraid of a wife? Strict wife? And I'm also resistant in my heart, Rashomon? Luo, your mother stinks! Pretend to be a ghost for no reason, and see if Lao Tzu doesn't tear you down. β
"Later, a dozen of us young people finally succeeded in knocking down the door and using twist ropes to get it into the deep mountains and old forests, to be honest, it really took us a lot of effort, and even used other manpower and material resources."
"I'm very happy to have won, even though we don't know who we've won't win, and we've won a door that won't move? It's ridiculous to say, but something terrible has just happened, and we're winning... It's a real ghost..."
The fear in the old man's eyes kept coming out, as if he had experienced something very terrible.
"A week later, just when we thought things had calmed down, one night... We heard the roar again, and the next day... The door appeared in that position again, not moving at all, not even the traces of the surrounding reclaimed land, and the next day we all collapsed when we saw the sight, and the village was crying and crying in front of the door, and the hearts of those of us who did it were furious. β
"In order to wipe our buttocks, the village chief put together more than a dozen of us and asked us to pay for the onmyoji to get rid of the ghosts, where are we willing to be stingy at that time, the man who took the lead at the beginning also said stiffly: "I don't believe that there are really ghosts and gods, there is a kind of asking him to come to Lao Tzu." "I remember that the village chief hated iron and steel to beat that idiot, we under his leadership there is no reason to strengthen the courage, but the courage has not been hot, the next day came the news of the man's death, his death was extremely tragic, as if he was drained of the essence, turned into a dry corpse, the village chief buried him, after the burial crying to death and said: "You fools, these legends are true, there are really ghosts and gods, you young people are young, why don't you believe or listen to us old men?" β
The village chief buried him next to Rashomon, saying that it was to appease the ghosts, but in fact it was to send food to the ghosts, and that day, that is, the day of the burial, the village chief cried in front of Rashomon, and everyone was worried in their hearts, and the people we had done were even more afraid of death and life, so they hurriedly paid for the village chief to help us live.
The village chief just sighed and said, "Do your best!" β
Later, the village chief really invited an onmyoji, and after the onmyoji cast a spell for a while, he collected the money and said it was okay, in fact, I thought that the onmyoji was a fart, and he was tinkering with some deceitful things for a while, Lao Tzu didn't believe in this kind of thing in his life, and the charlatans swaggered and cheated, but the village chief was convinced, and invited Mr. Onmyoji to stay and have a sumptuous dinner.
"In line with the principle of giving people money and letting others eliminate disasters for me, I lied to myself that this yin and yang hanging hair really has some ability to keep us safe, I remember that there were two people who were unwilling to give money, and even rolled up and left, and then the news came that both of them died, died in the wilderness, and died like the first person, and died of being drained of essence and blood."
"Instead of causing us to panic, this makes us feel more at ease, and those who run away will die, but those of us who have given money to eliminate the disaster will not find us."
"For the next month, nothing happened, and we all forgot about it."
"But the more terrifying things have just begun, everything is that we are too naΓ―ve, how could the ghosts and gods let us go, they just think it is too boring to kill us directly, so they want to torture us slowly."
The old man buried his head between his knees and began to cry, like a bullied child, his body was rickety, looking very thin and helpless, Yunfei and Tony did not speak quietly, waiting for the old man to tell the last secret buried in his heart.