This stone is like tofu, soft and soft, and it broke when you pinched it.

After Zhong Wenbin reacted, he looked at the two agate-like eyes, and immediately lost their luster and turned into stone, yes, it really turned into stone.

Is he blind, or is he faint from hunger? Zhong Wenbin was stunned, feeling that this ancient temple was too evil.

At this moment, a lightning bolt flashed, and there was a loud click, and at that moment, the entire ancient temple was instantly illuminated, and Zhong Wenbin's sharp eyes found that there was a person in the ancient temple, who seemed to be still with long hair, like a woman, and fell in the corner.

Zhong Wenbin's back immediately broke out in a layer of cold sweat, the musty smell here drilled his nose, the ancient temple had been buried in the water for at least many years, how could there be a woman?

The more I think about this, the more evil it becomes, Zhong Wenbin has traveled south and north, he has also seen a lot of dead corpses, slept in a lot of mass graves, he thinks he is bold, and now he sees that this left and right are dead, his heart is horizontal, he threw the stone in his hand, and walked towards the corner.

In the darkness, he stumbled to the corner of the wall, tripped over a rock in terror, and lay on the corpse.

In a panic, Zhong Wenbin touched it with his hand, as if he had touched a place that should not be touched, and hurriedly touched it, as if he had touched a face.

It was a cold face, like a corpse that had been dead for days, not warm at all, but slightly elastic.

Zhong Wenbin subconsciously pinched it twice, and suddenly, the corpse opened its eyes suddenly, and a pair of light blue eyes were particularly dazzling in the dark.

"Ahh

Zhong Wenbin was so frightened that he immediately crawled to the side, but the corpse grabbed his right foot.

"Save ...... Save me. "It's a woman's voice, and it's a weak voice.

"Eldest sister, let me go, I'll steal some dog meat, don't play like this." Zhong Wenbin was about to cry, this matter must have been done by the turtle grandsons outside.

But the corpse just refused to let go, the light blue eyes were like monsters, and finally simply pulled Zhong Wenbin to himself one by one.

Zhong Wenbin's body trembled terribly, and he had no strength at all after being hungry for a few days, so he could only be dragged over, thinking about whether he was an old virgin for more than 20 years and was finished like this.

After the woman dragged him over, she sat up with difficulty, staring at the group of villagers outside, with a cold in her eyes.

"I won't harm you, take me out." The woman said.

Zhong Wenbin didn't dare to disobey, and the hemp rope tied with his hands didn't know when it broke, so he picked up the woman in a panic, and then walked towards the door.

In the early years, Zhong Wenbin heard the storyteller tell some strange things, saying that there are often beautiful women in the ancient temples in the mountains to seduce men, and then suck up the yang energy, which is very scary, could it be that this woman is ......

Zhong Wenbin didn't dare to think about it, and when he arrived at the gate of the temple, and then he showed up, and the villagers outside suddenly became frightened and uneasy from watching the play, and they all retreated one by one.

I didn't understand what these turtle grandsons were afraid of, Zhong Wenbin only saw that their faces were green.

"Run, the ghost is back for revenge, run!" The villagers scattered and almost trampled to death if they ran slowly.

"What's wrong with them?" Zhong Wenbin muttered to himself. The woman ignored it, but heard her smile grim in her ear.

Zhong Wenbin thought to himself, could it be that this woman was also sacrificed like her?

How many people have been killed by this gang of Diao people is simply stupid and ignorant, but fortunately, both of them came out, and the ancient temple finally collapsed and was buried in the water under the continuous impact of the water.

The woman didn't seem to be conscious, and pointed to the village with her swollen and whitish right hand, and Zhong Wenbin found a dilapidated small wooden building according to her instructions, which had been dusty for a long time, and no one lived in it for a long time.

But there is a spiritual seat in the wooden building, the handwriting is blurred, and it is not known who lives here.

Zhong Wenbin sent the woman into the bedroom, put it on a moldy wooden bed, and saw that the woman's body was wet and her clothes were tattered, and he pounded two clean clothes from the cabinet next to the bed and put them next to the bed.

This woman looks very strange, her whole body is wet, her skin is white, although she looks like a living person, but it seems to be no different from a dead corpse, Zhong Wenbin didn't dare to speculate, at this time he just wanted to wait for the woman to wake up, and then quickly leave this ghost place.

At about six o'clock in the evening, the water outside the village receded, and the woman still didn't come out, Zhong Wenbin couldn't stand it with hunger, and just went out to see Liu Xiangbao running over in a hurry.

This old man said a lot of good things during the three days that Zhong Wenbin was detained, otherwise he would have been beaten to death by a group of Diao people, and he can be regarded as a good old man.

Liu Xiangbao stood outside the door and didn't dare to come in, looking anxious: "Little brother, did you carry my niece back?" ”

Zhong Wenbin was shocked and pointed to the room: "It's inside!" ”

Liu Xiangbao's expression changed greatly, and then he burst into tears, with a little sadness on his wrinkled face: "Xiaolan, uncle, please let go of the villagers." ”

This woman and Liu Xiangbao turned out to be an uncle and nephew.

A long sigh came from the bedroom: "Uncle, I have been in that cold place for fifteen years, do you know! ”

From the intermittent conversation between the two, Zhong Wenbin learned that fifteen years ago, the dam was built, and the Longwang Temple was to be buried due to its location.

Poor Liu Xiangbao has been studying for a few years, and his writing is weak, so he can only watch his niece being buried alive in the water and sinking to the bottom with the Dragon King Temple.

Now fifteen years have passed, and everything has returned to dust, but Liu Youlan is alive again, the more Zhong Wenbin thinks about it, the more evil it becomes, could it be that there are really ghosts and gods in this world.

In the uncivilized era, there were many wars, and most of the people had sacrifices, but they were only in some remote and backward places to have this custom, but a woman stayed in the sunken temple for fifteen years, and she didn't die, which is amazing.

Liu Xiangbao's face was cloudy, and he simply said to Zhong Wenbin: "Little brother, please take care of my niece, don't let her run around." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was walking outside the village, Zhong Wenbin was also dumbfounded, as if this matter had nothing to do with him so far, isn't this nonsense.

Zhong Wenbin, who was extremely depressed, searched around the house, but couldn't find anything to eat, he was tired and hungry, and he didn't dare to go out, for fear of being beaten by the villagers, so he simply fell asleep on the chair.

I don't know how long I slept, a gust of cold wind woke Zhong Wenbin up, he rubbed his eyes in a daze, it was still dark outside, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

At first, Zhong Wenbin didn't care, but the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, there were several screams, and he couldn't help but be a little vigilant. So I got up and went outside to take a look, and I was surprised to find that several houses were on fire not far away.

On this big night, why no one came to help when there was a fire, the more Zhong Wenbin thought about it, the more he felt that it was wrong, so he hurriedly rushed out to take a look, until the entrance of the village, he found a terrifying scene.

Rows of villagers were armed with machetes, and some were holding torches in a half-circle, and inside, Liu Youlan was holding an ordinary sickle, which was used by ordinary people to chop wood, and she was holding a bloody head in her left hand.

The scene was very terrifying and weird, Zhong Wenbin was so frightened that his legs trembled, Liu Youlan changed into clean clothes, she looked a lot cleaner, her face was delicate, but it was very cold.

"The people who killed me fifteen years ago, now I want their lives to pay for it." Liu Youlan threw the head she was holding in her hand and threw it directly into the small river outside the village.

"You are a bad spirit, you deserve to die, kill her." The villagers were excited, waving their gadgets and possibly rushing forward at any moment.

Liu Youlan bowed her head and was silent, her body trembled, her steps staggered, obviously her body was extremely weak, and she could be beaten to death by the crowd at any time.

"It is natural to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives." Liu Youlan's face was gloomy and pale, and she said word by word.

Zhong Wenbin saw very clearly in the dark, Liu Youlan was going to fight with the villagers with a heart of death, how could a weak woman fight those Diao people.

Seeing that he was about to be beaten to death by everyone, Zhong Wenbin didn't know where he got the courage, so he pulled out his legs and rushed out.