Huang Yu soon found something unusual, only the rain remained on the grass pile, and there was no water in other places, not to mention the rest of the temple, it was said that the pool where the old turtle was staying, there was not a single weed, and it was completely dry for a long time.

There was so much dust on the ground, but there wasn't even a single animal footprint except her own footprints.

No one came, no animals came, and this damp haystack came strangely.

Huang Yu glanced at it, turned around and walked towards the back room.

The inner room is the room where the little monk who guards the temple lives, and the wooden door is closed, so you can smell the smell of incense that has not yet burned before you enter.

Xiaosheng generally maintains order and distributes incense, and it is normal for the smell of incense in the room to be relatively strong, but there is a faint rancid smell in the smell of incense.

Huang Yu knocked on the door politely, recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, and then held the cold handle and gently pushed the door open.

The cold air hits my whole body, and before I even go inside, I feel like I'm in a cellar, and the smell of mold is not unpleasant, but the smell of rancid smell is very unbearable.

"Squeak Squeak"

"Ahh

The green-eyed rat suddenly came out and hit the upper of Huang Yu's shoes, causing Huang Yu to scream in fright, and remembered that there might be a corpse in the air that smelled of corpses, and his open mouth quickly closed.

It is true that those who practice martial arts are deaf and clear, but in the pure darkness, it is useless to see clearly.

Huang Yu opened the door a little wider, and when he looked inside from the door, he couldn't see anything clearly, only feeling a little chilly feeling on his neck, which was creepy. Under the dim moonlight, there was a faint white light in the hut, and the patches were faint and bright, as if the bright light reflected by silverware, revealing a trace of cold breath.

Huang Yu shuddered.

She looked at her feet, for fear of coming out again, and hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to go to the statue to get the candlestick that had not yet burned, and took out the flint and steel from her pocket and lit it.

After years of wind and sun, the candlestick in front of the statue has long been less vigorous than it was back then. The faint candlelight flickered as it moved, not to mention that a gust of wind was blowing, even if there was no wind, Huang Yu was afraid that the small candlestick would not be able to hold it and swallowed his breath first.

There was a half-burned candle on the table in the middle of the room, Huang Yu lit the candle with the candlestick in his hand, and the room was finally clear, the room was only less than ten square meters, a wooden table, a wooden chair, and a messy single bed in the corner. The dark blue futon is rolled up in a ball, and it has begun to rot and stink in a humid environment all year round.

Huang Yu's desire to take the futon is gone.

Next to the small bed is a silver Buddha statue, which is exquisitely crafted and can be very expensive at first glance.

There were only these things in the room, and Huang Yu could see at a glance the arm under the bed that had been gnawed into half-white bones by rats, glowing with a faint green light.

With a string of sandalwood beads on his arm, the person under the bed is likely to be a temple keeper.

Huang Yu coughed lightly and silently returned the same way with the candlestick.

The person who killed Xiaosheng was not for wealth, otherwise the silver Buddha would not have been there intact. It's not a robbery, otherwise Xiaosheng can't be hidden under the bed.

There is only one possibility, killing people and killing people.

Outside, it was completely overcast, and the dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars. When the night fog hit, the sky was not pure black, but a vast deep blue in the darkness, stretching into the distance.

Sitting alone in the gloomy temple at night when the night is dark and windy, there is nothing but silence around you.

It's a ghost-infested good weather, and it's better to come early than to come by chance.

Huang Yu teased himself.

There was darkness in the wilderness, and heaven and earth merged together, and nothing could be seen. The earth seemed to fall asleep.

The air was dreary and breathless, and there was a damp smell of earth in the air, and the dust on the ground mixed with the cool breeze, mixed with the fishy dry soil,

Half of the day in the north was like dark clouds, as if something terrible was coming, and everything was panicked.

Look at this cloudy day, there is a chance that it will rain at night,

"There won't be another thunderstorm in the winter, and it will be more fun if lightning causes corpse changes again." Huang Yu muttered quietly.

As if hearing Huang Yu's words, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

Boom Boom Boom Boom –

Thunder rumbled and rolled in the north, as if it was struggling to get out of it tightly surrounded by dense clouds, and its voice was dull and dull. Lightning, on the black clouds like broken cotton wool, flickered and burned.

The clouds had not yet covered the sky, and the ground was already very dark, and a red flash in the distance on the north side seemed to lift a piece of the black cloud, revealing a large patch of blood.

There was no wind, no wind at all, and the atmosphere was oppressive and irritating. Everything seemed to be so good that even the willow tree waited for something in disbelief.

Another flash was overhead, and a rumbling sound also exploded overhead, and the lightning shone on Huang Yu's face, and a gloomy shadow flashed.

The white and bright raindrops fell on it, very hard, and smashed a lot of dust, and the soil was slightly rainy. A few heavy rain dots of copper coins burst in and bounced onto the back of Huang Yu's hand.

Huang Yu put it under his nose and sniffed, it was real rain. There is also a familiar smell in the rain, the fragrance of busyness, and fog.

The taste of home.

Huang Yu looked up, looked at the sky and smiled slightly.

It was as if the heavy rain was brought by the dark clouds overhead, and the dark clouds drifted over, and the rain spots with the size of copper coins were also removed.

In the small village not far away, the chickens and dogs were barking, the coachmen were in a hurry to put on the rain cloths, the shoppers were busy collecting their covers, and the vendors were hurriedly tidying up their stalls, and the roadmen were hurrying forward, busy covering their own wheat.

The voice of the woman shouting, the voice of the man commanding, the voice of the child crying came all over the brain, as if the silence just now did not exist.

A gust of wind passed, and the pretenses, stalls, men, and women's voices were all gone, as if they had all been swept away by the wind, leaving only the dry willow branches outside the temple dancing wildly with the wind.

Huang Yu couldn't hear the noise just now, and as soon as his hand tightened, he almost turned back to his original body and ran out to save people.

No, it's not the outside that's wrong, it's the inside of the temple.

There was not a single tree in the temple, there were no large stones on the ground, and when the wind blew, the courtyard was not as affected as the outside, but even the dust was not swept up by the wind, which is beyond words.

Various voices came again, verifying Huang Yu's conjecture.

Another gust of wind, even more severe than before, flew sideways with willow branches, and the dust was affected, spreading out in all directions, and gathering again.

Vast expanses of dark clouds covered the sky, and it was dark in front of them, and only a ray of light was drawn in the light of lightning to sweep away the dullness caused by the darkness. The lightning was followed by a rumbling thunder that rolled overhead, then exploded with a loud bang.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and with a dripping sound, sparse chunks of rain fell. Raindrops fell on the mud floors, splashing clouds of dust; Falling on the concrete floor, it was like rain flowers suddenly blooming on the concrete floor.

Before anyone could see clearly, a sound of swish, like a huge sprinkler head in the sky suddenly turned on, and a dense heavy rain came.

The rain fell, and the wind, the earth, and the rain were mixed together, and they were all mixed together, and they were all gray and cold and fluttering horizontally and vertically, and everything was wrapped in it, and it was impossible to distinguish which was the tree, which was the earth, and which was the cloud.

It was a starless night, so dark, so dark, and the sound of rain falling seemed as if something was constantly shattering.

The rain god rains on the world, reviving all things, and the river is full of water, which has a divine power to protect the world, and this divine power is resisting the spells in this temple.

Huang Yu closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his ears sensitively catching the knock of the raindrops.

The whole hall is very well built, and there is no rain leakage at all, which does not explain why the haystack is damp.

The sound of the wind drifted into the distance, and the sound of crows seemed to be heard, and it was clearly audible in the gradual rain.

In a village not far away, a young father is teaching his children.

"You son of a! Grow up so much, don't help the family to do things all day long, make a mess all day long, let you take care of your younger brother, you see how you take care of it! This chick is your brother's favorite pet, and you're so good that you trampled it to death! When your brother wakes up, he doesn't know what he will be sad about! At a young age, at a young age, his mind is so vicious! The man roared so loudly that not even the sound of the wind could drown out his angry shouts.

"Woooooooooo......oo Daddy, I didn't mean it, it was my brother who pushed me, and I sat on the ground, I didn't expect the chick to be behind...... "The little girl cried sadly, but she didn't dare to cry loudly."

"Your brother has a fever right now! Look what has become of him! Don't cry! You don't pray and worry about your brother, and you're still crying here, it's useless! Sure enough, it's a money-losing goods, and I have long said that I will send you away and send you away, and your money-losing lady will not let you. The man trembled with anger.

"Daddy, wait, please don't give me away, please, Xiao Jian will be obedient, Xiao Jian will be obedient, Xiao Jian will be obedient, Xiao Jian will know that he is wrong and will no longer bully his brother, please Daddy, don't send me away...... Yes! ”

The sound of rattan pumping through the flesh made Huang Yu frown fiercely.

What kind of father is this, patriarchal is so powerful.

"Ahh Mother! Yes! Woowoo...... Hurt...... The little eye hurts ......"

"Still crying? If you lose money, you know how to cry and cry, you are cursing your father and mother not to die?! Stand up! Hands out! ”

The rattan was thick and heavy when it was soaked in water, like a poisonous snake shining in a cold night, and it slashed at the little girl's tender arms and back like electricity.

"Ahh The little girl couldn't hold back.

"Don't cry!"

Bang!

Whoa......

This was followed by the sound of a rooster burping and a hen flapping its wings.

"me up with the loser! You still want to crush all these chickens left? You can't die on the side! ”

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

Ignoring the bruised whip marks and her father's hideous expression, the girl got up on all fours and crawled to the man's feet.

Bang bang bang.

She crawled very fast, and the rain slapped with a crisp sound in the palm of her hand.

The girl prostrate at her father's feet in the torrential rain, begging to pull at his clothes, her voice thin and weak with bloody hoarseness.

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