The place on the left elbow of the statue seems to have been badly bruised, except for the black body of the statue that has been polished white, and it is stained with a lot of red paint. Makihara stretched out his hand and wiped it, rubbed his fingers and put it under his nose to smell it, the smell seemed to be the smell of paint. After confirming this, Makihara gently pulled the stone statue with his hand, but found that the stone statue was firmly fixed on the base, as if it was afraid of theft, and the stone did not seem to have been placed recently.

"Is it really that simple?" Makihara thought.

"Master, what are you doing!" The crayfish ran out, "Why are you going to fiddle with that stone lump!" ”

"It's okay, let's go in!" Mu Yuan waved his hand and reminded in a low voice, "Pay attention to the image, everyone else is watching!" ”

"Just look at it, it's not what you explained, don't think of yourself as a star!"

"Hehe, Xiaohexian, you finally have self-knowledge!"

"Little witch, you can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth!"

The two little girls were fighting, and ran towards the depths of the temple again. Mu Yuan observed the expressions of the people around him, and found that the people around him were not only not disgusted, but they all took out their mobile phones and kept taking pictures, with friendly smiles on their faces.

Mu Yuan followed behind the third girl for a while, and then turned his steps and went straight to the small courtyard in the depths of the Luohan Temple. It's the afternoon when the sun is at its highest, but it's completely shrouded in the shade of the trees, and in addition to the oncoming dampness, there is a chilling chilling feeling.

When he came to the gate of the small courtyard, Mu Yuan did not push the door in, but bent down and looked carefully on the gate. Soon, Mu Yuan found a scratch mark on a large door, he spread his palm, and compared the red paint on his finger with the scratch mark on the door, whether it was the color of the red paint or the color of the stone, it was surprisingly consistent.

This is the same place where the whirlwind fled to the gate last night and was struck by Niwa's roar.

"Interesting!" Makihara smiled and muttered, "I didn't expect the story I heard when I was a child to be true!" ”

This happened seven or eight years ago, when Makihara was about ten years old.

There is an idle young man in the village named Liu Gen'er. More than ten years ago, there was no such thing as men and women, and the average young man was engaged before he was twenty years old, and he was married after the age of twenty. But Liu Gen'er is over thirty years old and hasn't found a wife yet, so he has almost become a negative teaching material in the village.

To say that Liu Gener is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders and a wide back, it can be said that he is not a loser, whether he is a construction worker or an unloader, he can be called a good hand, but this one has a big problem, that is, he is addicted to alcohol. From a small drink every day and a big drink for three days, it slowly developed to a small drink every day, and things like missed work and fights happened frequently, and in the end, it basically reached the point where no one dared to hire him.

The work is gone, and the hand is tense, but in the matter of drinking, Liu Gener's brain is quite active, and he slowly found a new way to drink alcohol - red and white ceremonies.

The village where Muyuan was born can be regarded as a large village second to none within a radius of dozens of miles, with nearly 1,000 families and thousands of people, and there are at least hundreds of this red and white ceremonies every year, and there are several times a month. So Liu Gener became an enthusiastic busy man, helping the mourners to dig pits, carry coffins, and set off firecrackers every white event, and help the married people to build sheds, build stoves, and paste happy couplets on happy occasions, in addition to being able to mix a few meals and smoke a few packs of cigarettes, the key is to be able to carry a lot of leftover wine - that is, bottled wine that has not been drunk after opening the bottle. When you catch up with the generosity of the main family, you can also receive a few red envelopes.

However, in the first month of the lunar calendar this year, it is a bit evil, and since the beginning of the lunar month, there is no family in the village to go out of the funeral.

The village continues the custom of "not marrying, not marrying", that is, the so-called young man does not marry in the first month, and the eldest girl in the month is uncertain, otherwise the husband and wife cannot grow old. In ancient times, there was a saying of "raising the head red", that is, when men and women get married in the first month, they are too old to press their heads, which is not conducive to their children and grandchildren. In addition, the first month of the new year is the season of "underworld marriage" in the old calendar, because the first month of the underworld is the same as the yang world, and the ghosts and little ghosts will have a holiday, and all the things in the underworld can come to the yang world.

After the fifteenth day of the first month, Liu Gener's wine jar began to bottom out, and until the end of the first month, the rice jar at home could also be heard. After drinking rice soup for two or three days, Liu Gen'er couldn't stand it at all, and a few hungry meals were nothing, but he couldn't drink wine for a few days, and his hands and feet began to tremble.

That night, Liu Gen'er tossed and turned on the clay kang for most of the night, and suddenly remembered something. Wang Laofu in the west of the village has a cellar in the wasteland, and he also helped to plane sweet potatoes for a few days during the autumn harvest, and more importantly, there are several jars of sweet potatoes buried in the cellar. Thinking of this, Liu Gen'er came to his senses, he crawled out of the quilt, and ran out while wearing a padded jacket.

The cold wind outside the door, there was still a crescent moon hanging in the night sky, in a hurry, Liu Gen'er even forgot to take the flashlight, fortunately he was very familiar with the road, so he took advantage of this hazy moonlight to run to the west of the village. But before the man left the village, he heard two cannon shots from the east end of the village, one after the other, less than two minutes apart.

"Is there another white matter?" Liu Gen'er glanced at the east end of the village, where the black lights were blinding, but there was a faint fire at the entrance of the village.

Firecrackers in the village are also particular, generally sound double does not sound single, especially in the second half of the night, put the singular number of two kicks is generally to report the funeral and see off, after the sound of the cannon, the family will go to the alley or the village to burn a few pieces of paper money. Judging from the current situation, someone should have died, but there are two of these two kicks, which is really a bit strange.

Liu Gen'er wanted to turn around and go to the east of the village to have a look, but there was a "gurgling" sound from her stomach.

"Damn, it's a good thing someone is dead!" Liu Gen'er thought in her heart, "I've eaten and drunk enough tonight, and I'll go over early tomorrow morning to take a look, if there is really something in vain, this ration will be considered a relief!" ”

Thinking of this, Liu Gen'er suddenly felt wind under his feet, and went straight to the wasteland in the west of the village. There were still more than 100 meters away from the sweet potato field, and Liu Gen'er stopped, because he found that the broken house on the sweet potato field actually had a dazzling light, and there were faint figures dangling around. Liu Gen'er is a little puzzled, he hasn't been here since he entered Layue, I don't know when this broken house was redecorated again, and in the middle of the night, where did so many people come from!

Liu Gen'er approached the house, squatted on the edge of the ditch and looked at it for a long time, and found that it seemed to be a happy event over there, which made him even more puzzled.

"Could it be that hell is it today?" Liu Gen'er muttered quietly.

"Is that Brother Liu Gen'er over there?" A voice came, it was Wang Laofu's voice, "Why are you still stunned there, is it that I didn't give you a post, brother, you are angry!" ”

Liu Gen'er answered and walked over hard.

Today, Wang Laofu was wearing a festive crimson dress, and his hair was carefully combed, and his whole face was red and full of spirit. Wang Laofu walked out from under the eaves, stepped forward and grabbed Liu Gen'er, and enthusiastically pulled him into the house.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing today?"

"Alas, I won't hide it from you, it's quite embarrassing!" Wang Laofu sighed, "You also know about me and Sister Zhang, after so many years of tossing, we also want to open it, so we want to do it!" ”

After Wang Laofu's reminder, Liu Gener's doubts were completely dispelled, and it turned out that Wang Laofeng was continuing the string!