Chapter 4 The Eyes of the Buddha

After a long while, the ice chips on Lao Yang's face finally turned into moist moisture and looked shiny. He took a long breath www.biquge.info and then said with a shocked face: "It's terrifying, it's not a place for people to stay." No, it's not a living thing to stay with. ”

With trembling hands, he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. The lighter clicked two or three times but failed to ignite, and the atmosphere shook the lighter vigorously in the air.

I took the lighter from his hand and pressed it lightly, and a warm flame came out of my hand. Lao Yang trembled and wrapped his hand over, kept rubbing his face against the flames, and only after a few minutes reluctantly put the smoke ring on fire.

After he took a deep breath and exhaled a heavy smoke ring, he calmed down a few times. I opened my mouth and asked, "Old Yang, what do you see in that door?" What does an unfrozen cold spring look like? How big? ”

"What cold spring? Where is how big? Lao Yang said as if he had changed all of a sudden. What's in your kid's head, don't think about anything that doesn't exist. Walk, go back, it's time to sleep, it's time to rest. As soon as the morning dawns, I went to repair the car with Lao Tzu, what do you think will melt if you put two big ice cubes in this coffin? ”

As he spoke, he shoved me straight up the wooden staircase. Gillian looked a little surprised in the back, she looked back at the narrow wooden door, and followed Lao Yang up the wooden stairs behind her.

I don't know what kind of mechanism there is in this wooden staircase.,When you go down, you step on it and turn it into a slope.。 No matter how you step on it, it is still a steady staircase, which makes me want to push Lao Yang down with me.

Back in the temple, the golden tube suddenly changed, and there was no more ice water coming out, and the ice that had condensed on the gold leaf before also dissipated, as if it had never appeared. The Mai woman was still sitting cross-legged on the round futon, her eyes closed and she didn't know if she was asleep.

"Rest early, don't walk around in the middle of the night." After Lao Yang finished speaking, he pulled a futon and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep. On top of his head was the toothy Buddha statue, and the stillness made me feel more and more that this old boy had something to hide from me tonight.

Gillian smiled at me, walked straight to the curtain next to me, pulled the pale yellow Buddhist hall curtain around her body, she actually used this thing as a bedding.

The entire Buddhist hall fell into an eerie silence all of a sudden, and I was the only one who was still moving. I looked at Lao Yang's black face, what the hell did he see behind the wooden door. His previous actions were so abnormal, he must have seen something unimaginable to ordinary people, and only in this way would he behave abnormally.

I also casually pulled a futon and sat on it, and the moment my butt touched the futon, a strange fragrance rushed into my nostrils along my clothes. The smell was so familiar that I immediately remembered that it was the smell of mugwort. I got up, and I dismantled this thing by dividing it by two, and sure enough, it was full of dried wormwood.

What is the role of wormwood? To ward off evil spirits, in an instant, I felt that the grinning Buddha statue in this Buddha hall became gloomy, and a cold feeling ran down the back of my back and straight to the back of my head.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly came out of the doorway, and the imitation of the ancient wooden door creaked, and I saw a black shadow appear on the window outside the door. The shadow looked like a person, but it was a bit exaggerated to say that it was human. There were no hands or feet, except for a short shadow, like a dwarf, leaping rapidly on the window.

Just when I thought that some little ghost was coming to visit and was about to let Lao Yang and Gillian get up to deal with it, the door was suddenly blown open by the wind. A rickety shadow came in from outside, it was none other than the old woman from before, who looked full of vicissitudes.

"Remember, don't go downstairs or go out." As she spoke, her eyes swept over us. The Mai woman still had her eyes closed, and the devil knew if she was really asleep or pretending to be cold. Lao Yang opened his eyes and showed a smiling expression, seeing this, I felt that there must be something in my heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be like this, he must have a weak heart. The old woman's eyes stayed on me for the longest time, and I was stared at by the pupils without the bridge of the nose, and there was an indescribable discomfort. She laughed suddenly, the corners of her mouth showing her yellow teeth, and the wrinkles of her face opened out at the same time, more terrifying than a ghost.

No one knew why she was laughing, so inexplicably laughing. She looked away from me and onto Gillian's face. Gillian's face was pale, her body had not fully recovered, and the moment she opened Lao Yang from the front of the wooden door, she was getting weaker and weaker at the moment.

Gillian is not deeply involved in the world, and she is a little panicked by this sight. She ran behind me and held my hand with her head down.

I put her hand in the palm of my hand and stroked her slowly to calm her down. But don't let her see any clues, especially when we've gone down the stairs. Lao Yang also saw something that shouldn't be seen, not to mention the life and death of this ****, this is what I hate the most.

When the old woman had finished reading it, she walked over to the gold leaf. Reaching out and stroking the gold leaf, her eyes closed as if she was thinking about something, and after a few minutes, she lifted the gold leaf from the ground and walked towards the door. The moment he stepped out of the threshold, he suddenly turned around, stared into my eyes and said, "Remember, don't go downstairs, let alone go out." After saying that, he left completely.

Looking at her back when she finally went away, Gillian's body behind me suddenly relaxed, and her face was relieved.

Lao Yang got up and closed the wide door. Then I turned around and looked at the Buddha hall, where all the Buddha statues looked down on us.

"What the hell do you see?" I asked Lao Yang again. He didn't speak, and just as I was about to continue asking, a ghostly voice came from all directions. The voice was miserable and long, and it seemed very sad to the ears.

I wanted to find the source of the sound, and Lao Yang pointed upward. Instantly, I felt a storm blowing in the room, and a feeling of great horror swept over my body. I saw that the two big round eyes on the face of the grinning Buddha statue suddenly emitted green light, like a ghost fire in the wilderness, forest and terrifying.

Just when I thought there was some earth-shattering follow-up, all the light disappeared at once. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, the Buddha statues were still those Buddha statues, their faces were still hideous and terrifying, but they had lost the terrifying eyes.

Lao Yang glanced at me and said, "Don't you want to know what I see below?" Then come with me. With that, he opened the door and walked away into the gloomy darkness outside. He hid in the light of the eaves and waited for me.

I glanced at Gillian and motioned for her to wait here, and walked towards Lao Yang. As we walked in the shadows, the flames had disappeared, the lights around us had gradually dimmed, and the whole village had returned to normal, except for the mist and smoke.