3. Broken temples in deserted villages

After I was full of wine and food, I took Gillian out of the house, wanting to go up the mountain to see the so-called Posei Mazu Temple, burn incense and worship the Buddha, and we also asked for peace. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This is not feudal superstition, now this job deals with corpses every day, if it is not a hard life, a small accident that is not paid attention to may be killed, go out to worship the Buddha, at least ask for a psychological comfort.

When I finished talking to Lao Yang and led Gillian to the hall, I found that the young men and women at the two tables were still eating, and they were all staring at me and Gillian with hatred, as if I had eaten their meat.

Especially the bald head called Brother Long, a pair of eyes that are not bad and kind squint at Gillian's good figure. Gillian was very uncomfortable to look at, and she lowered her head and grabbed my hand tightly. I know that she is just embarrassed to have a seizure, otherwise just these few sprigs of garlic, without the secret technique of the cat fairy, she will go up directly and play a set with her body, and it is estimated that there are few people who can stand intact.

"Don't care. We don't have to care about other people's eyes, we have to look at them with pity, after all, their future fate is in our hands. As I said, Gillian nodded obediently.

At this moment, Lao Yang's voice suddenly came from upstairs. "What do you see? You've never seen a pretty girl, have you? The voice was rough and flamboyant, drawing all eyes to it at once.

Everyone looked up at Lao Yang with a fierce look on their faces. But I found a strange thing, the woman in red sitting next to Brother Long didn't raise her head, and seemed to be indifferent and detached.

"Gillian, look at that woman, do you have any strange feelings?" I looked up at Lao Yang and nodded in thanks, and then asked Gillian.

Gillian followed my gaze, just as she glanced over there. The woman in red actually raised her head at the same time as she sensed it, the eyes of the two met in the air, and Pingshui missed it like they met, and her eyes looked down again, and Gillian looked at the verdant bamboo mountain outside the gate.

"I don't feel it, it's too ordinary." Gillian said, but frowned. "But the more ordinary it is, the more I feel that this woman is not simple, and she seems to be uneasy."

"Yes. I found out too, but maybe it's our delusion. Let's go, go up the mountain. "Outside the door, there is a crisp bamboo mountain, with winding stairs at the bottom of the mountain, and behind it is a steep staircase that extends and disappears into the depths of the bamboo forest. There is a kind of seclusion in the depths of the mountains, which makes people feel refreshed. At this time, it was afternoon, and the scorching sun was overhead, but it was blocked by the bamboo leaves, and the little sunlight fell to the ground through the cracks in the bamboo forest, looking like light and dark were mottled and scattered.

Step on the stairs and walk hand in hand. The crisp fragrance comes from the forest, the breeze goes along the road, the road is accompanied by the sound of the rubbing of bamboo leaves, from time to time there is a green bamboo body is carved by a boring person's knife, the bamboo body is white and yellow, and it is terminally ill to see it.

Seeing this, I suddenly asked Gillian: "Have you ever seen bamboo bloom?" ”

Gillian looked around and shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes." But I heard that the flowering of bamboo means that the end is approaching, and death is not far away. ”

I nodded, no more. When she said this, a figure suddenly appeared in my heart, it was actually the girl in red who was sitting in front of the living room window just now. A warning sign crossed my mind, but I quickly suppressed it and continued to walk forward with Gillian.

After walking for less than ten minutes, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Looking back, the winding staircase beneath his feet had become thin and dark in the distance, and finally disappeared. When I arrived here, the bamboo forest became dense, and the originally blue and scorching sky was actually obscured by bamboo, and everything became gloomy and gloomy.

Originally, I thought that the weather was hot and came to the bamboo forest to escape the heat, but Gillian and I passed on thin shirts and short sleeves, not even a coat. But at this moment, a yin wind rose out of nowhere, and the skin on the whole body instantly stood on end, rising with goosebumps.

Gillian suddenly became nervous.

"The situation is not good, let's go quickly." Gillian said, holding my hand directly and striding forward. When the stairs reached this point, there was a sharp turn.

Turning the corner, a building suddenly appeared in front of me. The structure of the house is bright red and dilapidated, the exterior color is mottled and peeling, and the surrounding grass is green, which looks like a long-deserted and inaccessible place. "How can there be a ruined temple here?" I said to myself, letting Gillian lead me closer.

At this moment, the entire darkness of the originally bright sky fell. Overhead, there were dark clouds, bursts of lightning shuttled through the clouds, and muffled thunder rang in my ears from time to time. This is actually a stormy momentum, and I am glad that there is such a broken temple in the mountains, otherwise it will become a soup chicken.

After walking for five or six minutes, I still didn't get to the front of this temple. There is quite an artistic conception of watching the mountains and running dead horses, drops of cold raindrops fall on the cheeks, and the air is cold and cold.

"Run, or you'll get drenched in the rain." As I spoke, I suddenly turned from passive to active, and led Gillian to run wildly. Gillian also let me lead her to run, in fact, her speed can be much faster than mine.

As I ran, the journey seemed to become much shorter. In less than a minute, we finally rushed to the eaves of the ruined temple, and the rain was pouring down the sky. The entire bamboo forest became hazy, and a layer of mist rose up, making it difficult to see five or six meters away.

At this time, I noticed that Gillian's head kept tilting up, watching the structure of the house be built. The temple wood is a beam, and the eaves of the bucket arch of the carved dragon and phoenix are the traditional Chinese temple buildings at a glance. I felt bored, so I listened to the rain outside and looked back at the droplets on Gillian's forehead.

But at this time, her brows were actually tightly furrowed. "Not true. It is not like an ordinary temple, but rather like a place set up by private individuals. Gillian said, turning to see the closed door behind her. There was not the slightest dust on the door, especially the threshold, which was not even dusty, and stood out from the barren and dilapidated environment.

"It doesn't seem to be as desolate as we thought it would be." Gillian said, her cute hand stretched out and pushed it on the door. With a squeak, the door opened, and a musty smell came to my face, but after the musty smell, there was a faint fishy smell, which Gillian and I were very familiar with.

It's a corpse smell!

I stepped into the house first, and a green futon lay calmly in the center, surrounded by dust. Only the futon was extremely clean, and there were a lot of melons and fruits on the high offering table, and the two mice saw the figure and disappeared under the table at once. At the top, a red object stands, but it is difficult to see what it is because of the darkness in the house.