I couldn't suppress the fear that suddenly burst out of my heart, I trembled and put my right hand in front of my eyes, whether it was true or not, I couldn't escape, it was better to just face it.

That being said, my body's natural tremor response was insurmountable, and I just felt fear criing out every pore of my body, telling me not to care about the feeling on the back of my hand.

Still, I saw it.

As with the previous smiling face, the skin on the back of my right hand began to squirm strangely, as if it was re-condensing into a new organ. I subconsciously glanced at my knee and realized that the smiling face on it had long since disappeared.

As I pondered, the organ on the back of my hand finally took shape. It was a mouth, if I read it right, the mouth of that smiling face on my knee. Strangely, it didn't say anything as strange as before.

It's just that I'm squirming all the time, and I feel like I want to break free.

I gripped my right wrist tightly with my left hand, fearing it would transfer to other parts of my body. However, it didn't go as I thought, it just kept squirming and didn't make any other movements.

Do you want to say something?

I stared at the squirming of my lips, and I felt similar to the smiling face I had seen before.

To my surprise, it suddenly opened its mouth wide and began to cry as if it had finally breathed air.

It's like a newborn child breathing its first breath, crying endlessly, as if that is the only way to prove its existence. In the middle of the night, listening to cries that resemble ghost howls, I admit that I was scared.

I tried to hold it with my left hand to keep it from crying loudly, but to no avail, the cry pierced through my palm and into my ears, screaming so that I could not be quiet.

Go to that ancient temple.

There was a voice in my heart shouting, and my intuition told me that I must go to that ancient temple, and since I can't get rid of this smiling face if I go or not, then go.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I just found a coat and walked out.

It's strange that when I walked out of the door, the mouth on the back of my hand was crying one second, and the next second it suddenly stopped sounding, and when I looked closely, I found that the mouth had long since disappeared.

It's as if what I've just seen is just a hallucination.

Anyway, let's go to the ancient temple first.

My heart was crossed, and I hurried to the direction of the ancient temple with my memory.

The things on my knees and the backs of my hands didn't move anymore along the way, and I vaguely felt like they knew I was going to the ancient temple, and they were a little too quiet compared to what they had just done.

But I didn't have that much to think about these issues anymore, and there was always a voice in my heart telling me to hurry to the ancient temple, and although I was still afraid of that place, I still felt that I had to go.

When I arrived at the ancient temple, I found that the original location of the ancient temple was empty, without any buildings.

I thought I had misremembered the location, and walked around a few miles in the vicinity twice, but I still felt that the ground under my feet was the location of the ancient temple.

Why did it disappear?

Could it be that there will be an ancient temple that can disappear inexplicably?

If it is a demolition, it is too reluctant. It has only been a short time since then, and an ancient temple of this size can be demolished in such a short period of time? I can't believe it.

I used to have the impression that the ancient temple always exuded a trace of weirdness, so I can't treat it as an ordinary ancient temple, maybe it has something to do with that smiling face?

Suspicious, I left the place.

Now that the temple no longer exists, how do I find clues about that smiling face?

This gave me a slight headache.

Siya isn't here, if she is, maybe she can answer my questions, maybe she can recognize this smiling face. Now that she's not around me, I can only rely on my own judgment.

Glancing at the back of my hand casually, I left where I was now, slightly disappointed.

On the way back, I thought about it all the time, and I didn't notice the road at all, and as a result, I tripped over a big rock on the ground because I was in a trance.

I rubbed my aching leg and glanced back. It's a raised stone, and it seems to have a pattern on it. Curious, I picked it up and found that it was a statue of Maitreya Buddha.

Is the face of Maitreya Buddha like this? I always felt that something was not right, but I couldn't say it. Because the face on this statue of Maitreya Buddha in my hand is very similar to the face on my knees.

If I didn't know that this was Maitreya Buddha, I'm afraid I would have thought that I was hallucinating, and now I see everything like that smiling face.

However, before I could think about it for a moment, my knee moved again.

When I looked down, my pants were actually bitten out of a big hole by the smiling face, and I saw that the mouth opened and closed and said, "Let me eat!" Let me eat! Hurry up and give me something to eat! ”

I was so frightened that I threw away the statue in my hand.

The statue fell in response and fell in two, which I didn't feel intuitive. Sure enough, the expression on the face on his knees suddenly became a little gloomy, glaring at me with a slight anger, and completely disappeared from the previous sneering appearance.

The goosebumps all over my body instantly stood up, and I stammered to the face on my knee, "You...... What do you want?! ”

I didn't know that he didn't put me in his eyes, but stared at me, silent for a long time, I couldn't read the emotions brewing in his eyes, and looked at him tremblingly,

Time passed by minute by minute in the seemingly ridiculous movements of our big eyes on small eyes, and only I, the person concerned, could understand the horror, and the cold sweat on my back kept wetting my clothes.

Suddenly, he shifted his gaze, and the inexplicable panic in my heart disappeared, and I reached out to wipe the sweat on my forehead, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long time, I couldn't resist the curiosity in my heart, and I forgot the panic from my heart, looked at the face on my knees, and asked him cautiously, "What are you?" Why is it parasitic on me? Also, what was that statue for? I asked three questions in one sitting, the first two of which I wanted to know, but they were not as attractive as the usefulness of the statue.

I didn't even look at that face, but I snorted coldly, and set my eyes on the statue that I threw on the ground and shattered in two, and glanced at my hands from time to time. This action made me feel cold, and I couldn't help but put my hand in my pocket, as if this way I could expel the weird feeling in my heart,