She didn't rush to evacuate, she waited patiently for two more minutes, and saw that she really couldn't dig up anyone, so she had to take back the ghosts flying all over the sky, and look twice more near the shrine before returning in vain.

After she really left, Jiang Futing breathed a sigh of relief, and a thin layer of cold sweat was already oozing from his back.

He didn't move at will, and breathed a sigh of relief before following the direction that Wu Xiu'e left last and followed in small steps.

Behind the shrine is the mountain temple, which is the same as the houses where the villagers live, it is also boxy, it looks like a huge rectangle, and the middle of the top is slightly arched a little arc, and the arc falls very gently on the corners of the square.

The whole temple is made of wood, I don't know if it is specially colored, the color looks very dark and dark, and it looks gloomy at a glance, like a huge coffin.

Until the gate next to the temple, he was almost sure that this place was equivalent to an office space, and it was impossible to stay for a long time. It is likely to be a day-night shift mechanism to ensure that people are there 24 hours a day.

The entrance to the temple was dark, and all the light was blocked, like a huge black cloth.

He slipped into the doorway, one step at a time, his body blending into the shadows.

The steps under his feet were pressed very lightly by him, and in this kind of empty and confined space, even the slightest movement would be like being amplified by a megaphone.

The furnishings of the temple are the same as those of ordinary temples, and the main entrance is a huge statue of a god two feet high.

The statue of the god is the same as the hanging painting of the village chief's house, and it is the ancestor of the Immortal Sect.

It's just that there is only one futon in front of the table, and it looks like the only thing that is relatively clean, and it should be a relationship that is often used.

He only glanced at these things cursoryly, and continued to walk carefully inside.

Before he could go around the corner, a muffled voice suddenly came from inside.

Jiang Futing subconsciously stopped, he leaned his back to the statue, pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, it was a man and a woman talking softly.

Needless to say, it must be Wu Xiu'e. But why does the male voice also feel a little familiar?

He took a few more steps in with courage, and suddenly there was more light behind the idol, and a faint woody fragrance lingered from behind.

It smells a little refreshing, sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not astringent, and a little indescribably attractive, which makes people can't help but relax their minds and unload their guard.

It's just that after tasting it, there is a trace of extremely light blood. Jiang Futing's slightly sloppy eyes suddenly condensed back.

The Immortal Sect's ability to control people's hearts is really powerful! I almost got hit once in the medicinal herbs brought by Amin before, and if I hadn't been awakened by the smell of blood just now, I'm afraid I would have been hit again.

He held his breath and slowly dissipated the power of the medicine he had just inhaled.

This position is no longer good to move forward at will, and the voice of the two of them talking has become much clearer, although it is laborious to listen, but it can be distinguished word by word.

The wood incense came from outside the door behind the idol.

There is a back door on the back of the statue, and the back door is a courtyard-like corridor, and there is a rectangular green tripod in the middle of the open space

The noodles were covered with black soil, and a long incense stick was inserted into the black soil, at least twice as long as ordinary incense.

This incense burns very slowly, one for six hours, and the shift is just right, and the temple can be occasionally unoccupied, and you can take a leave of absence.

Only the incense cannot be broken.

You must stick to it day and night, even if it is windy and rainy, and you can't accidentally extinguish it. No one knows the consequences of the incense break, only that it was the grandfather's words that made it happen, and no one dared to try it.

This is also the only place where light enters the temple, and further back is the exit of the temple.

"Did the three elders say anything, Li Yu's kid should have escaped, in case he can't find it, there will be one less sacrifice this time."

Wu Xiu'e seems to be walking in the garden, her steps are slow, and she is still in a hurry in the village, and she will be like chatting as soon as she opens her mouth.

The man beside her didn't have any urgency on his face, and looked at the incense of green smoke wafting in the ding, "I didn't say it, the elder means very clearly, if someone runs away, give the horse a warning first." Then give a little sweetness, but the punishment is the main thing, the sweetness can't be given too much, and it's okay to pull a few more people. ”

Jiang Futing followed the man's mouth, his breathing tightened, and his face was a little incredulous.

He pursed his lower lip, his back tense, his entire arm pressed against the wall, and the rough wood had barbs digging into his skin.

At the first sentence, he could still question whether he had heard it wrong, but when the man finished speaking, he knew that it was impossible.

It's actually Jiang Li!

This news was really the biggest surprise for him.

I didn't expect him to be here.

What kind of feud did they have in their last life, and they have to bump into each other in this life.

Wu Xiu'e hesitated when she heard his words, slowly stopped, turned her face sideways to look at him, and asked with a little hesitation: "Will it be too much to pull a few more, I mean in case...... The stimulation is too much, it is useless to give sweetness, they are just ordinary people after all. ”

When Jiang Li heard the latter words, he hooked the corners of his lips and said sarcastically: "Are they ordinary people? Why, our hands are not cleaner than ours. Besides, do you think what the three elders want is their admiration? ”

Wu Xiu'e frowned, obviously not completely agreeing with his statement, but what he said was the truth, and there was no way to object.

Jiang Li smiled softly and kindly explained to her: "Senior Sister Wu, dictators never need many loyal believers, how can there be a person in the world who has been loyal for a lifetime?" Only enough fear can make them afraid and surrender. ”

What he said didn't look like what he should have at his age, and he was even two people who were completely different from the elders and other fellow disciples.

Wu Xiu'e looked back at him in astonishment after hearing this.

Jiang Li wore glasses, and all the undercurrents were hidden behind the thin lenses, condensed together, and turned into a gentle smile on his face.

"This is what the Third Elder meant." His tone was calm, not a little flustered by her scrutiny.

Wu Xiu'e nodded clearly, and the little doubt that had just arisen in her heart was strangled at the source before it could sprout

。

She replied, "I see, I will come according to the elder's wishes, does he have any other instructions?" ”

"Not yet." Jiang Li said and walked down from the corridor, pacing towards Qingding in the middle, he looked at the dazzling sun overhead: "During the special period of these two days, I am also here at night, just contact me if there is anything unusual." And I've heard that a few young people have recently come to the village on their own. ”

How does he know?

Wu Xiu'e was surprised, and then thought that the village chief came last night, and the old man's mouth was like poking a basket, and he spoke faster than her.

She knew what Jiang Li was worried about, but she was relieved, and the expression on her face was a little unsightly, as if she had suddenly been sued behind her back: "Don't worry, these people have been stared at for several days, and there shouldn't be any big problem." ”

"That's good." Jiang Li pretended not to care: "The senior brother on duty last night told me in the morning that there was an abnormal movement between the corpse puppet and the evil ghost at night, and explained that I had been paying more attention in the past two days, and I thought that someone had sneaked in the village." ”

When Wu Xiu'e heard this, she immediately lowered her face, and co-authored her has been openly and secretly accusing her of dereliction of duty since she mentioned this matter just now!

There was a hint of anger in her tone: "Senior brother has something to say, don't beat around the bush so much!" Do you want to say that I was negligent in my duties, or do you simply want to say that I still have a relationship with those who entered the village, and deliberately let people in to make trouble! ”

Jiang Li was angry when he saw her say, and immediately smiled flatteringly, and acted in a manner:

"Senior sister misunderstood me. I mean, the villagers are simple people, in case someone cheats and lures a wolf into the house, or someone has coveted us for a long time, and it is not necessary to come in at night to stir up trouble. Fortunately, nothing serious happened last night, but if such a situation happened again on the night of the fifteenth, the consequences would not be something we could afford to bear. ”

The last few words of him are bitten very hard, and it is difficult for people not to listen.

Jiang Li's words were in and out, and the latter sentence really shocked Wu Xiu'e, she was stunned, irrefutable, and could only turn around and snort coldly.

He didn't care about Wu Xiu'e's lukewarm attitude, the previous words were in place, and he already accounted for three points, and the smile on his face was more humble:

"A person like Senior Sister is meticulous about things and people, so naturally there is no need to say it. But it is also difficult to guarantee that there will be no villains to take advantage of the situation, and it is also bothering the senior sister to bother a lot, and after the fifteenth day of peace, everyone is so relaxed. ”

This will be said so beautifully, Wu Xiu'e will give people a face again, and she will really use the identity of the senior to bully the younger generation.

She is not one of those boring people in the same sect, she doesn't practice well, she doesn't talk about it, and she often takes pleasure in bullying and teasing newcomers.

She had no choice but to speak unhappily: "Okay, don't keep using the elder's trick to pressure me, I'm not brainless, priorities, whether I should do it or not, I can tell clearly, I'll go back first!" ”

With that, she strode towards the back door of the idol.

Jiang Futing was eavesdropping on the wall all the time, but he didn't expect the two of them to quarrel a second ago, so they would just leave.

When he caught Wu Xiu'e and said the word "go back", he quickly made it

reacted, and carefully withdrew outside, thanks to the tall idol of the god, and blocked the figure with the help of the idol.

The moment she walked out of the temple, Wu Xiu'e happened to step in through the back door.

Hearing Wu Xiu'e's footsteps, cold sweat almost oozed from his back, and he restrained his heartbeat wildly.

At the moment when he walked near the shrine, he didn't delay for a moment, took advantage of the terrain to speed up his pace without hesitation, and left quickly under his feet.

He didn't stay at the temple for long, he didn't meet anyone all the way down the mountain, and it wasn't eleven o'clock when he got back to Amin's house.

As soon as the butt sat down in the courtyard, it was not two minutes before Amin came with a red basin, and the washed clothes were so full that they were almost piled up into a small mountain in the basin.

Amin was no longer surprised by his basking in the sun, nodded to him and smiled gently, then put the basin on the ground and went to the side to get the clothes pole first.

The so-called clothes poles are also all made of bamboo, the pillars on both sides are made of relatively thick bamboo, and a heavy and thick stone is used to drive piles and tie bamboo together, just looking at the weight of the stone is conceivably heavy.

She dragged the pillar to the place where she was going to dry her clothes with some difficulty, and Jiang Futing got up and wanted to help.

Amin was flattered and hurriedly dodged, and said eagerly and embarrassedly: "No, just sit there and rest, I've been doing this work for a few years, and I've long been used to it. ”

After she finished speaking, she dragged another pillar to a certain distance as well, and then neatly set up the bamboo for drying clothes on it.

It took a quick time to get this done, and it only took about ten seconds.

(End of chapter)