The smell is not unpleasant, let alone good, with a fishy smell that is forcibly suppressed by the incense.

There was no wind in the house, but the curtains were gently fluttering, could it be just a hallucination between me and Lao Meng?

Looking at me and Lao Meng, the two thieves looked like rats, and the abbot asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

I came to my senses, put what I was holding on the table, and lifted the wrap from it layer by layer.

The last person exposed to the air was the skull of a young child, which had been unrecognizable beyond recognition.

The abbot covered his mouth and nose and approached with an oil lamp and a frown.

"This is the girl who overspent the day, Du Chunmei."

The abbot was shocked, his lips were pale, the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and the glass cover outside shattered and slag splashed everywhere.

It was strange to me that he was doing this, and it was inevitable to be frightened at the sight of such a scene, but not so panicked.

After he realized that he was a little out of shape, he put Du Chunmei's head back on, wiped the sweat from the corner of his forehead, and asked me, "Where did you find it?" ”

I was about to speak but was stopped by Lao Meng, who turned to the abbot and said, "We went on a mission to find someone, and we found it by accident in a small mountain pass. Thinking that the little girl has a lot of resentment, it may also be because there is no whole corpse. So this is here, please let you overdo it, she has an obsession. ”

When the abbot heard Lao Meng's words, his expression was obviously much softened. He took out a black wooden box from under the cabinet, carefully put the man's head into it, turned to the two of us, and said, "I will personally send her up the mountain tomorrow night, and the two of you will go back and rest first." ”

Lao Meng and I nodded in thanks and hurriedly withdrew.

"Why didn't you just let me say that? Do you doubt him? ”

Lao Meng glanced back at the backyard, which was a little gloomy at the moment, lowered his voice and said, "Don't you think he reacted too much just now?" Like you said, that Du Chunmei during the day was all over him, even if he was startled, he wouldn't be scared and his face turned pale. On top of that, he hung a goosebump lantern at the head of his bed."

"What do you call a goosebump lantern? Sounds so disgusting. ”

"That's for spiritualism. It is necessary to use a large rooster with three blue hairs on its tail, pluck out all the other colors of hair, and make a small cut in the throat while the rooster is still struggling, pour mercury into the chicken's belly, and seal it with lime powder. After the chicken has breathed, the internal organs are hollowed out and hung on the beams of the house to dry, and after three years, the skin will become transparent. Make this transparent chicken skin into a lamp, which can summon the soul and guide the way, and the light will never be extinguished. ”

I shuddered as I listened, this method was a little too perverted.

"Could this goosebump lantern be overused?"

"Does that sound like you?"

I shook my head like a rattle.

"These things are all sideways, my second uncle told me that those who use gooseskin lanterns to summon souls are all wronged souls. If there is a lot of resentment, it is a powerful negative magnetic field, and it is possible to do whatever you want. ”

I began to draw circles in my heart, anyway, this abbot is a monk, how can he be so evil? It doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems.

At this time, it is impossible to go back and get the head back, since it has already been sent, it is necessary to go again to startle the snake.

I tossed with Lao Meng all night, and I was already exhausted.

Originally, I was still full of questions, but the moment I saw the cover, I threw them all behind my head, smashed my head into the pillow, and fell asleep.

When I slept until dawn, I was awakened by a strong urge to urinate, and sat up in a daze.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed outside the window. I thought to myself, maybe it was also some comrade who woke up at night, but I thought about what that person seemed to be carrying on his back.

I sat up suddenly, and the man was carrying a long knife!

"Lao Meng! Lao Meng! I whispered several times, but Lao Meng was like a dead pig, motionless. I kicked him and just rolled over and went back to sleep.

I had to sneak out the door by myself against the wall, just in time to see the figure flash into the backyard.

This man didn't seem to be as stumbling as I thought, but rather slender and looked half a head shorter than me.

I came with faith and thought I could subdue him on my own.

The night was quiet, and there was hardly any sound to be heard except for the sound of insects chirping in the mountains.

Somehow, I was still full of confidence, but as I followed, I became more and more panicked, and my heart beat like a drum. It was as if he had eyes on his back and was constantly watching my every move.

There were a lot of sheds in the backyard of the temple, and I watched him go straight to the back of a tent and pull out the long knife from behind his back.

He opened the tent curtain with his sword, and just as my heart flickered to my throat, he lowered it again.

It seems that he came with a purpose, and this target is not in the tent.

I hid behind the water tank, and I didn't dare to breathe.

He picked up his knife, turned and walked back to the wing. I didn't think about it, I rushed over and jumped up, knocking him down, he had a black mask on his face, but his chest was soft.

I looked down in surprise, saw the bulging breasts, and asked in shock, "Female?" ”

Before I could say more, she rolled over and pressed me down, picked up the long knife that had fallen from the ground and put it on my neck, "Shut up if you want to live." ”

Although this woman is half a head shorter than me, she has a lot of strength, and I was really restrained for a while and didn't even dare to move.

"If you have something to say, you put the knife down first."

As soon as I finished speaking, she slashed the blade into my skin. I hissed in pain, but she indifferently warned, "I warned you to shut up." ”

This girl doesn't look very old, at least not older than me. But his eyes are as sharp as a knife, which makes people feel cold.

I was pressed by her and half lying on the ground, and my posture seemed a little ambiguous.

At that moment, candles lit up in the antechamber, probably someone had gotten up to prepare their morning meal.

She rolled over from me, but the strength in her hands didn't wane.

He lifted me up from the ground and carried me to the door of the next wing.

I felt very humiliated to be at the mercy of a little girl who was a head shorter than me like a chicken cub, but in terms of strength, I was indeed no match for her.

As soon as the door of the wing room was closed, someone entered the backyard at this time, and I just wanted to open my mouth to call someone, but she noticed the intention, and a knife flew over, and I immediately lost my voice.

She glanced outside, then quickly fumbled her pockets.

I pointed to a quick white rag that had fallen on the edge of the tent, "Are you looking for that?" ”

She quickly glanced at it, confirmed it, and then turned around and kicked me viciously, as if to blame me for ruining her good deeds.

Coincidentally, the kick happened to hit my injured hand, and I screamed.

Afraid that I would be discovered, she pushed me to the side of the bed, glanced at my hand, swept the clothes I was wearing, and asked lightly, "You are also a soldier?" ”

My neck hurts and my hands hurt, and I can't care about being afraid, so I replied angrily, "Otherwise?" What am I doing dressed like this? Role-playing? ”

"How did you get hurt?" She used the tip of her knife to pick open my wounded gauze, and her face suddenly changed.

I raised my hand and said nonchalantly, "I was rescued by an old lady when I was rescued...... my hands! ”

When my wrist shook in front of me, I saw that my gauze-wrapped hand had turned black and swollen.

The skin is like a thin membrane that encloses the black, flowing liquid inside.

She crouched down to examine my wounds, looked up at me and asked, "What did you just say was the injury?" ”

"Yes, I was bitten by an old lady, I opened it at the time, she died, and then she lived, and bit me......" I was frightened and incoherent, and I didn't care who she was, all I thought was that I was going to amputate my leg, and I could hold chopsticks as my girlfriend's left hand......

Her expression suddenly became serious, and she took off her black cap, untied the black hair tie in her hair, and tied it tightly around my wrists.

The hair swept over, and I looked up into her eyes, and the moment the eyes met, I quickly coughed and looked away. If it weren't for the fact that she still carries a cinnabar-handled ancient knife on her back, I would have said that this is the most beautiful eye I've ever seen.

She stared thoughtfully at the wound on my hand, thought for a while, and then asked me, "Where is the old lady now?" ”

"Dead...... You're looking for her to have something to do. I replied angrily.

She didn't bother to raise the bar with me, so she just said, "You are corpse poison, within three hours, if you can't detoxify, your life will not be guaranteed." Although her tone was not wavering, it was also sincere, not like she was bluffing me.

As soon as I heard that my life was in danger, I panicked, "What's the matter?" My family has five generations of single inheritance, and when I die, who will raise my son and my mother. ”

She thought for a moment, "I'll help you detoxify, but you have to do me a favor." ”

"I know who you are? I'll do you a favor. I'm busy. ”

She clapped her hands and stood up, and said casually, "Since I know your poison, I naturally have a way to solve it." If you don't believe me, you can gamble on whether your index finger will rot first or your little finger will rot first after three hours. Within a few hours, you will be festering and your body will be gone. ”

"You're the devil!"

She didn't care about my emotions, or maybe she didn't care if I lived or died.

What she asked me to do must have been easy, but the injury on my hand was unusual.

It is said that if someone bites someone, even if you are ruthless, you can just drop a piece of meat, how can it be black and pus-ridden, and it looks like it has been poisoned.

I weighed it and said to her, "I have three questions, and I will answer them to you." ”

"You say." She seemed impatient.

"First, we dug up dozens of headless corpses a while ago, is it related to you?"

"Nope."

Hearing this answer, I felt a little more relaxed, it didn't seem to be what I thought, and my fear of her was a little less.

"Second, why are you here?"

"Take back something that belongs to me."

"Third, are you asking me to do something unreasonable?"

"It's not."

She was just about to reach out to pull me up, but I suddenly remembered that something seemed wrong, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I still have three questions." ”

"Don't kick your nose in the face."

"Okay, let's go." I stopped talking nonsense and stood up obediently at the mercy of others.