Ten Thousand Rats Galloping is a classic scene in Hollywood horror films. Countless rats poured out of the gutter, all of them showing fierce light, like thousands of cold stars. They trampled on the hapless woman like locusts (usually a vase that grew beautiful and died early). Her terrible screams made every audience in front of the screen feel creepy. Suddenly, a rat with stiff fur burrowed into her "O" mouth and twisted her ass mischievously. The woman's mouth wrapped around the fat torso of the mouse, swollen like a grenade, and the flesh and blood blurred at any moment. After a while, only a long tail remained from the mouth. It is a close-up of the actress's convulsive and hideous facial muscles.

The director darkens the picture. The voiceover is still unrelenting, and with a sloppy sound, it tells the audience that the rat has been submerged. The scene in the movie is computer-generated. The director should not know that there will be a place in this world where his films can be made more real and terrifying. It is a temple of rats in northern India.

From the outside, this "Rat Temple" is exceptionally clean and smellless. The silver gate is carved with animal and plant motifs. One of them is a group photo of pigeons and rats competing for food. Admission is not charged. However, you must take off your shoes to enter. Out-of-town tourists mostly take off their shoes outside the temple, while locals put their shoes inside the door.

At this time, Amisha took off her shoes and said to Shakru: "Brother Shakru, you are really lying to me, what's scary here?" You see how clean and the air is here, it's really a great place to visit. ”

Shakru replied disappreciatively: "Isn't it too early to start talking before you even enter the gate?" Wait a minute, don't be scared and scream! ”

The four of them walked into the main entrance while talking and laughing. Behind the door is an open space the size of a basketball court, paved with black and white marble tiles. There is a dense net overhead, and nothing can penetrate except sunlight. Directly in front of it is the main temple, and when you enter the hall, you can vaguely see the statue of the god inside shining with golden light. On the left side of the open space are several enamel basins, filled with water or milk. Behind the drinking area is the cafeteria, where a small worker is boiling something in a large cauldron. Several women in bright saris chatted on the side. The priest in white slept barefoot on the steps in front of the temple. A boy stood by the wall, as if chasing something. And my location is in the middle of the open space where the sun is shining.

If that's the case, then it's just an ordinary Hindu temple, but what makes it unique is that you have to add the real owner of the place to the description, and then you will feel that the visual and auditory impact is definitely much more real and exciting than sitting in a theater and watching a horror blockbuster.

The sky is covered with a web to prevent rat-loving birds from harming them. Rats that have lost their predators no longer have to be timid, but flick their long tails, not clips, and scurry to and fro. The famous idiom used to describe the relationship between man and mouse had to be changed slightly when it got here, the rat crossed the street, and everyone gave way.

Looking around, there are at least four or five hundred rats that can be seen. After all, there are still a few people who patrol outside during the day. Some suck greedily at the basin or by the milk basin; Some of them sleep leisurely on the carved iron doors; Some of them competed with the pigeons that flew into the temple for rice on the ground - one was a less ferocious bird, and the other was a beast with a small number N, and each won the game, and each won and lost the other.

At this moment, not to mention Amisa, even Shakru himself felt a little teeth chattering and his legs trembled, when a gray-haired mouse ran past Amisa's feet, the little girl could no longer suppress her fear, and screamed, and then grabbed Shakru tightly and trembled and said: "Sha, Brother Shakru, why are there so many mice here, here?" ”

Shakru calmly patted Amisha's back, and said stiffly: "Is this the temple of rats, naturally there will be a lot of rats." ”

"Grandpa, he's a big liar, he told me that there are all mouse statues here, and there is not a single mouse, which is not scary at all, so I just came, I didn't expect it to be like this. Hmph, see if I go back and don't pull off all his beards. Amisha said hatefully.

In fact, Amisha really misunderstood his grandfather, how could old Patella not know the situation in the mouse temple, it's not that he hasn't been there, but he thinks that in this case, it should be more conducive to the growth of young men and women's feelings, otherwise why do boys generally invite their favorite girls to watch horror movies, not to show their bravery, and at the same time have the opportunity to enjoy some intimate contact.

Shakru comforted, "Amisha, don't be afraid, in this way, let's go to a sunny place over there." Rats don't like sunlight, so they don't dare to come. Although he said this, Shakru suddenly thought in his heart, maybe those rats would complain that they were as timid as rats when they saw them like this, ah, no, they should be inferior to mice.

At this time, it was not only Shakru who hid in the sun, but also some tourists. In stark contrast to them, the locals in those temples apparently genuinely treat the rats as if they were relatives. The workers in the cafeteria are making porridge for rats. Another worker brought in a root that was riddled with holes, and the little mice happily burrowed through the hole in what was their veritable Disneyland. The women chatted and threw the freshly harvested rice on the ground. The two rats at the feet of the white clergyman fought and stood up. The boy by the wall was playing hide and seek with a mouse, and from time to time he touched the fearless pet with his little hands.

Although this depiction looks sunny, the reality is definitely not so rosy, and even Amisha, Kabaeva, and a few female tourists can't help but vomit.

At this time, a staff member came over with cleaning tools, and while cleaning up the vomit of the ladies, he advised: "Don't be afraid, everyone is here, there are holy rats, they will not hurt people, and according to our customs here, if you are stepped on by rats in the rat temple, it will bring good luck for the day." In addition, the Rat King will appear in the main hall today, so don't miss the opportunity, if you can get the touch of the Rat King, it will be the greatest honor in Bicaniel! ”

PS: I'm disgusting when I write these chapters, I have decided that I will never write this kind of heavy taste in the future, and now I really admire those full-time writers who write supernatural things, their courage is really big!!