After everyone figured out the general idea of the Yin soldier's marriage, they fell into a silence.

After a while, Lady Na took the lead in speaking: "Maybe the other people in this tun have been deceived by the old man in the felt hat, should we sue them?" ”

Seeing that Lady Na was moved by compassion, Zhao San hurriedly shook his head: "Don't, don't say that we don't know whether the people in this tunzi are willing or deceived and held hostage by bewitchment or something, just rely on the prestige of that old brother who can call out all the strong men in Tunzi with a whip, and it is not something that a few of us outsiders can dispel with a few words." ”

"Yes." The fat man said: "If we are kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, we will really be unlucky and touch the head." ”

Seeing that Zhang Meng was a little hesitant, the fat man hurriedly added: "Let's take care of ourselves first!" After speaking, the fat man looked up at Ye Jiu again and asked, "By the way, little lady, what do you mean by the last words?" ”

Ye Jiu didn't take care of the fat man, but was in a daze alone.

Zhang Meng hurriedly said: "You don't understand this? Brother Jiu'er meant that he had long known that the matter of Yin Bing's marriage was related to the old man in the felt hat. So the stinky old man wasn't too surprised when he heard about the Yin soldier's marriage. ”

"Speaking of which, the real horror here is the temple?" The fat man asked.

"Yes."

Hearing Zhang Meng's response, the fat man thought helplessly, and then said: "It's a pity, the Yin soldiers are married, we can guess a rough idea, but we don't have a clue about that temple." ”

"Shall we go in and see?" Zhang Meng said: "Maybe it's the same as here, it's all a feng shui bureau? ”

"If it's really that simple, then the stinky old man is still so jealous?" The fat man was not as relaxed as Zhang Meng thought, shook his head and said: "According to the analysis just now, that stinky old man should also have some ability, and the things he is afraid of must not be simple." ”

"That is to say, it is more terrible than marrying a Yin soldier?" Lady looked sideways at everyone.

"Brother Meng."

"Huh?"

"I'm afraid!" Xiaolou shrunk nervously, leaned on Zhang Meng's arms, looked up at Zhang Meng and asked, "Brother Meng, let's not go there to spend the night, okay?" ”

"It's okay not to go there! If you're not afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants biting you on the leg, you can go. "The fat man deliberately stimulated the small corridor.

Seeing that the fat man was not well-intentioned, Zhang Meng raised his leg to the fat man is kick, but was instantly dodged by the fat man who had been prepared.

Talking about laughter, everyone has already seen the temple outside Tunzi that is about to collapse, because it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is not clear what is wrong with this temple from the outside. On the contrary, the villagers who were chatting in the tunzi just now, watching everyone's liveliness, were all stupid after seeing Zhang Meng and others walk into the temple.

The fat man glanced back and pouted, "The reaction of this group of people is really good!" I didn't see them so scared just now. ”

"Maybe it's really weird here." Zhang Meng took a deep breath: "Everyone be careful. ”

"I'm afraid of a bird!" The fat man looked commonplace: "As long as there are no ghosts, I am not afraid of any fat man here." ”

"It's a bit of a braggart." Zhao San smiled: "I haven't forgotten that I am afraid of ghosts!" ”

"Cut!"

The fat man always thinks that although the matter here is inseparable from the marriage of the Yin soldiers, it should be within a controllable range, so that ghosts and ghosts will not appear out of thin air.

"However, judging from the collapse of this temple, can there still be people living in it?" Lady Na was a little hesitant.

"Of course a lady like you can't live there." The fat man smiled: "Don't look at this façade is small, but this is big, even if there are one or two collapsed places, there are other places where we can sleep." ”

"Big, just this temple?" Lady asked questioningly.

"That's right!" Seeing that no one believed it, the fat man immediately said: "Do you dare to make a bet with me, I bet that there are at least a few side halls here!" Don't think that the scale is small from the outside, but the inside is small, this is a temple, how can it be small. ”

"This ......"

"Let's go, go in and see, and you'll know." The fat man led everyone into the old temple that was about to collapse.

It's really similar to what the fat man said, the temple in front of him is very large, it is not like a village temple at all, there are only two halls in front and back, there are dozens of rooms inside, and there are several Taoist statues scattered in it.

"This is a Taoist temple?"

"Nonsense, is there such a thing in the monk temple?" Looking at the scale in front of him, the fat man stretched out his hand to everyone with a smirk: "Come, who made a bet just now, willing to gamble and lose, quickly, take the money." ”

Faced with the greedy nature of the fat man, Lady Na didn't even pay attention to it.

Zhang Meng even said: "Okay." Then he ordered them one by one: "Let's take a good look at which room can still survive for a night, pack up, rest for a day, and leave tomorrow." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Meng also put down his backpack.

The fat man glanced at the statue twice, and saw that there were still a few fruits that had not deteriorated, so he immediately stepped forward and stuffed them into his mouth, and while eating, he said, "That little rabbit cub, I really don't know what to think?" How can compressed biscuits compare to these things? ”

"What a waste of food." After speaking, the fat man also helped up the crooked bronze statue and said with a smile: "Old fairy, fat man, I will eat one of your offerings, and I will also help you stand up, don't trouble me in my dreams." ”

"What are you muttering, boy!" Seeing that the fat man was bored, he was talking nonsense with the bronze statue, and Zhao Sanyi, who was in the house, thinking about how to shelter from the wind and rain, called the fat man and said: "If you are bored, you can help me." ”

"Alright, alright." The fat man found a roll of broken grass mat out of nowhere and handed it to Zhao San: "How about the third uncle, this thing can just cover the hole, right?" ”

"It's still going to work."

"That's it."

As he spoke, Zhao San blocked several leaky places one by one, sat on the kang and smoked, and suddenly he sighed: "It's weird!" Something doesn't seem quite right with this house. ”

"What's wrong?" Hearing Zhao San say this, the fat man hurriedly poked his head over, and this movement happened to be choked by the cigarette that Zhao San spit out: "Third uncle, cough cough...... Cough...... Your tobacco leaves are so spicy! ”

"That's the authentic Northeast tobacco leaf." Zhao San said unfinishedly: "I can't say it, this temple is the same as the Tunzi pattern we saw just now, there are deviations." ”

"Is there a problem with the layout of the temple?" As soon as Zhao San said this, everyone who was busy with other things also surrounded him again.

"It's not a feng shui pattern." Zhao San pointed to the top of his head and said, "I don't know if you have paid attention?" The house has no beams at all. ”

"Huh?"

was reminded by Zhao San like this, and everyone also noticed the difference here, and they couldn't help but look up.

"Not really!" After taking a look, the fat man exclaimed: "Don't talk about the main beam and the big beam, even if this house doesn't have a few small beams and pillars, this is really evil, is it that the houses in this tunzi are all built like this, there are no beams?" ”

"How is that possible, if there are no beams, the house will fall down as soon as the wind blows." Zhang Meng shook his head, but the facts in front of him also made Zhang Meng unable to argue.

"The kid didn't say that they built this temple." Just when everyone was puzzled, Ye Jiu, who was closing his eyes and meditating, suddenly burst out with a sentence: "Judging from the soil quality and the bronze statue enshrined, this temple should have been built earlier than Tunzi." ”

"Oh."

"Ugh."

Seeing Ye Jiu speak at this time, Zhao San turned his head to look at Ye Jiu and asked, "What did you find?" ”

"I watched." Ye Jiu didn't deny it, and said calmly: "If you look closely, you will find that this temple is tilted. ”

"Didn't we find out about this from the outside?" Lady said.

"It stands to reason that according to this angle, this temple should have been destroyed long ago." Ye Jiu said and walked to the wall, knocked it with his hand, and continued: "Moreover, houses without main beams and big beams are more likely to collapse, but instead of burning down all of them like those villages that burned down, this place just stayed. Don't you think it's strange? ”

"Perhaps...... In the past, man-made houses had their own means. Zhang Meng said.

"Maybe!" Ye Jiu's slender five fingers touched the wall and said, "I don't know anything else, this wall is quite different." ”

"How is it different?"

"The thickness is different from the top to the bottom, and it doesn't seem to be built with traditional mud bricks, but it seems to have something like wood in it."

As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, Zhao San and the fat man dug a gap in the earthen wall with daggers, and sure enough, as Ye Jiu said, there was a curved big wood inserted in the earthen wall in front of him.

Before anyone could tell him, Zhang Meng, Qing Pheasant, and Lady Na each dug up the wall soil around them, and sure enough, all the walls and soil had a curved wood on the inner wall. No one knows what kind of wood it is, and although it is old, it shows no signs of decay. Seeing this, everyone can understand why each wall of this house has different thicknesses.

"Just the wood in this wall?"

Just when Zhang Meng asked, Zhao San's face changed, and the eye bag pole in his mouth almost didn't fall off and burned himself.

Zhang Meng asked at the moment: "Third uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

Without responding to Zhang Meng, Zhao San hurriedly stood up, ran out of the temple, came outside, and looked at it again, until he walked around the temple that was about to collapse several times before he nodded suddenly.

Seeing that Zhao San just nodded and didn't speak, the fat man was so anxious that he almost didn't jump up to the temple.

"Old bandit, you say! What's the matter with a dry nod? ”

Listening to the fat man's shouting, Zhao San didn't pay attention to it, picked up the cigarette pouch that fell on the ground just now and said, "I almost lost my eyes, this thing is not a temple at all!" ”

"Huh?" Hearing Zhao San say this, the fat man hurriedly glanced at it a few times and exclaimed, "It won't be another feng shui bureau, right?" ”

"Not really." Zhao San shook his head and said, "It should have nothing to do with feng shui, this temple should be a keel!" ”