Wang Rong led everyone in, he never believed in any ghosts and gods, he only believed that everything was man-made, but now seeing the scene, his heart began to be frightened.

"This, this, how do I feel this grim face?" Someone was scared and couldn't help but mutter.

"Shut up!" An official was timid, afraid that they would offend something, so he hurriedly stopped his words, Wang Rong saw this, stretched out his hand and patted the people accompanying him, "Is there a tinder?" ”

"Yes, yes!" After hearing this, the man reacted, and hurriedly took out the fire fold from his arms, and the originally dark and gloomy room had a faint light.

As soon as it was one o'clock in the room, the room was filled with screams one after another, and someone began to scurry around.

"Shut up, stop, go out if you're scared, don't disturb the government." There was a bold shout, and everyone quieted down, and no one went out, so they really didn't dare to act rashly and walk casually.

Wang Rong didn't have time to care about their emotions, and his eyes swept around the room, which was more of an ancestral hall than a ruined temple.

There are large and small stone statues of gods on the head, different postures, all looking down on you, the main seat is a Bodhisattva who sends children, smiling kindly and weirdly, the dim lamp or shining on their faces, there is an indescribable quiet, which makes people creepy.

Under the main seat, there are neatly arranged tablets, the older you go, the more you get older, the thick dust falls, some of you can't even see what words are engraved, the evening wind blows gently, it feels like someone has touched your bare skin, you turn around, only to find that there is no one.

Someone didn't dare to raise his head, so his eyes could only fall on the ranks, and he found something, and asked cautiously, "Why are these tablets all one person?" ”

Hearing this, everyone gasped and took a step back.

Wang Rong glanced back at them, his face was slightly gloomy, and suddenly he heard a thin, crying voice, the voice was immature, like a child's cry, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"You, you, did you hear anything?"

"I heard it, I heard it." Someone replied, his voice full of tears, "It seems to be the cry of a child." ”

"It can't really be haunted, right?"

Everyone began to panic, some people even cried directly, and some people were chanting some incantations, but no one went out.

They did not dare to go out, for the wind outside made the doors of the rooms creak, and when they all came in, a gust of wind swept through them, and shut them all inside, like a big mouth, swallowing them all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Wang Rong stretched out his hand to probe the official behind him, "Tinder." ”

The official sent it up, and saw Wang Rong come forward to light the candlestick in front of the tablet, the room was much brighter, and the posture of the statue was also blurry, even more weird, he stepped forward and lit up all the candlesticks in the room one by one, and his vision suddenly became clear, but he was not so afraid, and those who were bold even began to look at it.

"You see, there's only one word in these tablets." Everyone gathered and found that all the tablets were engraved with the word "death", which was extremely weird.

"Ghost, ghost!" Someone suddenly exclaimed, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, pointing at the Bodhisattva who sent the child, and kept shouting in his mouth, "Ghost, raise a little ghost!" ”

When everyone heard the little ghost, they panicked for a moment, and they all retreated, leaving him alone to sit on the ground.

In fact, they don't know what raising a little ghost is, but they have heard that it is a kind of witchcraft, and it is enshrined with blood, if it is entangled by him, it will be sucked dry, and they have only seen it in the book, and they have heard that those poisonous women in the palace will use words and means, and now they really see it, and they are shocked for a while.

Wang Rong heard the movement, walked this way, followed the sight of everyone, and saw that the Bodhisattva's stomach was empty, and a small temple was hollowed out inside, and the temple was enshrined in a smiling doll with a white face and black lips.

"Go, come and take him down."

The officials shook their heads in unison, not daring to step forward, this is not a joke, if this is entangled by a little ghost, it is not as simple as losing half a life, it is said that he will always pester you, pester your family, and let your family suffer bad luck in life until the family perishes.

Seeing this, Wang Rong had no choice but to go by himself, he climbed up along the Bodhisattva's skirt, until he climbed to her bent arm, only to reach the little ghost doll, raised his head in a trance, and looked at the Bodhisattva's eyes, not only how, but there was a feeling of losing his mind, his back was instantly wet, and his back was cold.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Suddenly, he was shouted echo by the people below, and there was a feeling of being in a different world, and he hurriedly responded, "Hey! ”

The sound drifted through the air, and an echo could be heard, ethereal, not real at all.

He took the little ghost doll back to the ground, and no one dared to step forward for a while, so he himself held the doll there to study, except that the appearance was a little infiltrating, it was no different from ordinary dolls.

When someone from a folk picket saw it, he stepped forward and took it in his hand to investigate, "This is a new doll, it hasn't been used yet, and it has no power." ”

"What do you mean?"

There are many people in the picket workshop in the bright room, and it is not surprising that some people know him, Wang Rong saw that he was dressed as a Taoist priest, but he also knew that it was impossible for ordinary Taoist priests to enter the picket workshop easily, and he should still have some ability.

The man turned the doll's clothes open, revealing the intact body inside, and was even more sure, "The little ghost pays attention to living to death, if you want to use it, you must dismantle and reshape it, the more cruel the means, the more powerful the doll is, and then pour blood to recognize the master, and go to the temple to ask for a suppression charm to tie around his neck, so that he will not be eaten by the little ghost." But this doll is brand new, there is no trace of damage, and there is no blood, but it looks like it is some years old, and it seems that it should be deliberately not used. ”

After everyone heard this, they let go of their hearts and began to discuss, "Where did the child's cry come from just now?" ”

Speaking of this, the atmosphere suddenly became tense again, if it is one person, it may be misheard, but if it is everyone, then there is.

The sound was not the sound of ordinary children crying loudly, but the kind of crying with their mouths covered by something, and the sound was very small, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone was too nervous in the dark just now, they might not be able to hear it.

Wang Rong thought for a while, and walked around the temple again, the temple was empty, and there was no obstruction when he looked at the past, only stone statues stood irregularly in the room.

A gust of wind blew, and the red scarf with the hidden stone statue floated in front of his eyes, he frowned, put the red scarf in his hand, sniffed it closely, and suddenly lifted the red scarf.

As soon as the stone statue was displayed in front of everyone, everyone saw Wang Rong walking around the line of sight twice, and suddenly fixed in front of him, and fell straight on the baguette in his hand.

It's another gasp, which is generally embedded directly in order to prevent theft, and there is absolutely no reason to take it down lightly.

Wang Rong took the stick to the place where it was leaning into the candlestick, and even smelled a smell of rust when he leaned on it, and gently rubbed it with a handkerchief at the crack of the seam, and made a red mark, as well as dried blood.

Seeing this, some people stepped forward and uncovered the stone statues covered with handkerchiefs, and tried to remove the magic weapons they were holding in their hands one by one.

There are no exceptions.