In Chen Xiaodonkey's simple concept of being abducted and deceived from a small pit, there is basically nothing in this world that money can't solve.

If there is, it means that the money has not been given.

Otherwise, my mother would not wake up as soon as she was sick, and many doctors in the past few years shook their heads and said that they would not live long, and they would not have been ruthlessly spent money to maintain their lives.

But he was disappointed.

Monk Juehong just glanced at the money, and said helplessly: "Little donor, put it away, it's not about money." ”

He was unwilling to say: "If you don't think it's enough, I can add more!" ”

Monk Juehong got up and said, "The monks don't speak, I'll go and clean up a meditation room for you, and stay in the temple tonight." ”

Watching the other party leave, Chen Xiaodonkey lowered his head in the meditation room, staring at the scattered silver dollars on the table, his face was cloudy.

A few minutes later, Monk Juehong came over, took him into a barely cleaned room next door, lit two more oil lamps and asked, "The little donor hasn't eaten dinner yet, has he?" ”

Chen Xiaodonkey nodded awkwardly. It's okay not to say it, but as soon as I said this, my stomach immediately began to growl.

"I'm going to cook some porridge and eat some together."

Monk Juehong entered the kitchen again, lit the fire and filled the stove, Chen Xiaodonkey had nothing to do and followed in, looking at the big stove of the mud tray and the bellows next to him, he was surprised inexplicably, this is something that is only used by northerners, and there is no need for this to cook here in Shanghai.

Thinking of the story Fang Quanhu told him, he asked tentatively, "The master is from the north?" ”

Monk Juehong did not hide it, nodded and said: "The ancestral home is the north, and when I was a child, I was brought to the temple by the master, and I have always been here." ”

Is that really the case? Chen Xiaodonkey frowned slightly.

Monk Juehong saw his strange appearance and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Well, not really." Chen Xiaodonkey was a little flustered, he didn't want to cause trouble, but the story that Fang Quanhu said kept appearing in his heart, which made him upset, and he thought that since he had talked about it here, he simply said directly: "Actually, there is something wrong, I heard a friend say something about this place before, and said that you have already died, master, I don't know if you can explain it to me?" ”

When he spoke, he didn't care, but he quietly and carefully observed the old monk who burned the stove, but the monk Juehong Gujing had no waves, and he didn't react at all, just said lightly: "Go on, what did he tell you besides this?" ”

Looking at the other party's bland reaction, Chen Xiaodonkey was not polite, and directly told the things he heard, but deleted and modified some things, at least so that Monk Juehong couldn't guess which village the person said.

In fact, when he said this, he was still a little nervous in his heart, and quietly pressed the peach wood dagger on his waist. If you are not afraid of 10,000 in everything, you are afraid of what happens, in case the old monk in front of you is the monster in the Zhenfa Temple that Fang Quanhu said, after hearing what he said, he thought that he had seen through his identity and was murderous, at least he had a chance to resist.

But what Chen Xiaodonkey didn't expect was that after listening to this story, Monk Juehong said directly: "The friend who told you the story is from Fangjia Village." Seeing that he was puzzled by the three words of Fangjia Village, he added: "The village in the southeast of the temple." ”

I grass!

That's what you guessed?

Chen Xiaodonkey was startled and didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

Monk Juehong glanced at him and said something earth-shattering, "There are few living people in that village for a long time, the evil of a village, the little benefactor, do you know what the place in Fangjia Village is called by the people in Puwan Town?" ”

Chen Xiaodonkey was stunned, looked at the other party blankly, and was a little suspicious that the master Juehong in front of him was confused, and asked along the way: "What?" ”

Monk Juehong said: "Fang's tomb." ”

"Huh! How is this possible? Chen Xiaodonkey came back to his senses and said speechlessly: "Master, you're not joking with me, how can there be a village of evil, and the evil is all cabbage?" And I've been in the village twice, if there are so many evils, can I still come out alive? ”

"Monks don't speak." Monk Juehong shook his head, "Is it true or not, tomorrow you leave from here, and it will be clear if you find a random village and ask?" The affairs of Fangjia Village are taboo, and I don't want to say more, it's better not to go to that village in the future, and it's best not to believe the words of the people in that village. ”

Chen Xiaodonkey doesn't believe it, and he can't believe it, it's outrageous!

Seeing this, Monk Juehong said two more things.

"Since you have been to Fangjia Village, have you found that there are very few children in that village?"

"It's not just children, there are four alleys in that village, except for the first alley, there are more people, and in the back alleys, you shouldn't have seen a few people."

Does this deflated calf seem to be really?

Chen Xiaodonkey suddenly fell into a mess.

After a while, the water boiled, and there was a gurgling sound in the cauldron, and the fragrance came to the nose.

After eating unpleasant and monk Juehong had dinner, and then fed the cat brother for one night, the time was not early, the temple seemed to suddenly become cold, monk Juehong wanted to rest, before returning to his meditation room, he hesitated, turned his head and called Chen Xiaodonkey to stop, and advised: "If you see or hear something at night, don't panic, just sleep peacefully." ”

The sudden advice made Chen Xiaodonkey feel a chill, and suddenly remembered the last time he came, Monk Juehong seemed to be quite taboo about keeping him here for the night, and couldn't help asking, "What will happen?" ”

Monk Juehong sighed, "It's not good to say. ”

This fuck!

Chen Xiaodonkey turned around and went back to the house without saying a word, when a strong wind suddenly arose, and some weeds in the backyard were blown to the ground. Chen Xiaodonkey, who had just entered the door of the house, leaned out almost at the same time, staring directly at the door of Monk Juehong's side, with horror and doubt in his eyes.

Monk Juehong had already entered, and the door had been closed.

The moment the wind came just now, the hem of his monk's robe blew up, and Chen Xiaodonkey glanced at it, as if he saw that there were no feet between the trousers and ---- black cloth shoes.

Are you dazzled?

Chen Xiaodonkey took a deep breath, grabbed Brother Cat's neck and hurriedly entered the house and closed the door.

Whether he was dazzled or not, he made up his mind anyway, he wouldn't come to kill this place in the future.

Three watches in the middle of the night, there are no good dreams in the lonely temple.

Chen Xiaodonkey lay on the straw mat and slept groggy, always feeling dizzy and extremely uncomfortable, and I don't know when it started, there was a woman's cry in my ears, I wanted to wake up, but it was like being frightened, and I couldn't open my eyes. It wasn't until Brother Cat suddenly arched him in the dark, and his stiff beard pierced his face with a painful feeling, that he woke up suddenly.

The cry of the woman in his ears also disappeared, and he cursed with relief when he looked at Brother Cat's eyes that looked a little deep under the oil lamp that was not extinguished.

Zhenfa Temple is very cold at night, at the beginning of the meeting to see that the monk Juehong also prepared a thin quilt, he was a little inexplicable, but it turned out that the guest did not talk much about this matter, until this will know that it is not a superfluous move for people to prepare a quilt.

After the wind picked up outside, it didn't stop, and there was a whistling sound, Chen Xiaodonkey thought about the advice of Monk Juehong before entering the door, plus it was really nothing to be caught in a nightmare, and the whole person was really sleepy, so he touched it against the wall, ready to pull the quilt over and continue to sleep, but suddenly touched a cold hand.

"Your uncle!"

Chen Xiaodonkey screamed, reflexively pulled his hand back and quickly got out of bed, didn't care about putting on his shoes, and looked straight at the quilt. A pale hand poked out halfway from the quilt, and the fingers curled inward slightly, looking a little funny, like a chicken claw.

But Chen Xiaodonkey couldn't laugh, the quilt over there was slightly raised, and it was obviously covered with a person, or a corpse.

The latter is more likely.

He lifted the cat brother who was still lying at the head of the bed and put it on top of his head, pulled out the peach wood dagger, and after taking a nervous breath, he quickly leaned over and grabbed the corner of the quilt and pulled it away violently, and saw the corpse of a monk whose face was covered with bite marks.

I knew each other when I was injured, and it was very similar to the injuries of the three children I saw in Fangjia Village a few days ago!

Knock knock!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of a gentle knock on the door outside, and a cool air rushed up to the top of his head, Chen Xiaodonkey suddenly turned around, but heard the voice of Monk Juehong.

"Little donor, I heard a noise from your side, are you okay?"