The moment he opened his eyes, Old Man Xiao's face changed, and at that moment, Old Man Xiao finally understood why the moonlight here was so weirdly white, and immediately, a layer of white sweat appeared on his back.

In the Nano Temple, there is something looking at the moon.

Around the wild temple, the hazy black gas was constantly neutralized by the moonlight.

Old man Xiao touched the back of Yuan Yu's head: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, see that the master went to the temple to collect this scaring thing!" ”

And what surprised Old Man Xiao even more was that as soon as his words fell, his arm was grabbed by Yuan Yu, and when he saw Yuan Yu's expression, Old Man Xiao's heart twitched a few times for no reason.

Yuan Yu's face was clearly panicked.

Old man Xiao quickly understood that Yuan Yu was afraid that he would enter the temple and never return.

From the moment Yuan Yu entered the mountain gate, Old Man Xiao has always had a very complicated feeling for Yuan Yu! In short, for Yuan Yu, it is not as pure and cordial as Xiao Daogu.

The specific reason for this may only be clear to Old Man Xiao himself.

At this time, Old Man Xiao was extremely sour in his heart, and this kid did regard him as a dependent.

So, Old Man Xiao pulled up Yuan Yu and said very protectively: "Go, Master will take you to that temple, it is Lord Yama, let's slap him twice to relieve your anger!" Don't cry! ”

For elders, as children, there will always be an inexplicable sense of trust and security.

Yuan Yu has never been a person who is too good at expressing feelings in words, so he never said the source of his fear.

But despite the fear, Yuan Yu still obediently tightened Old Man Xiao's hand and followed Old Man Xiao to the temple step by step.

Many years later, Yuan Yu never regretted that he entered the temple that night, although it was the most wrong choice in his life.

Old man Xiao pulled Yuan Yu to the door of the temple with a majestic attitude, pinched out a few palm-sized yellow paper talismans from his arms, threw them to the top of the temple, and said with a wicked smile: "The old Tao has separated you from the sun and the moon, look at the moon you are a fart!" ”

After saying that, the cat bent over and got into it.

Zhang Sanhui, who was following behind, paused slightly, and when Old Man Xiao threw out those yellow talismans, Zhang Sanhui seemed to hear something laughing coldly.

Such a feeling made Zhang San very uncomfortable.

The temple is so small, but it is so dark.

It may be the reason for Old Man Xiao's few talismans, the moonlight outside is so bright that it can't be sprinkled in from the temple gate.

The three of them squinted in the temple for a long time to get used to it, but the situation in the temple still couldn't see clearly.

Old man Xiao was very strange, just outside, the hazy ghostly aura could still be seen, and when he arrived in the temple, except for the cold and swishing, Old Man Xiao didn't see anything abnormal everywhere he looked.

The temple seems to be dedicated to the gods.

Zhang Sanhui rubbed his face and wondered: "It's strange, I thought it was some wild fairy who was practicing!" But no! ”

But Yuan Yu was trembling all over, as if he had received something beyond his ability to bear, and a whimpering moan in his throat.

Old man Xiao had never wondered, squatted down and probed his hand on Yuan Yu's forehead, but found that Yuan Yu's forehead was hot.

"It's so decent, how is this kid's seven spirits disordered!" Old man Xiao frowned.

Zhang Sanhui went out with a cat's waist, and when he came in again, there was already a ball of withered grass in his arms.

The dead grass was thrown on the ground casually, and Zhang Sanhui touched it for a long time, and took out a very foreign lighter from his arms.

By the light of the fire, Old Man Xiao found that Yuan Yu's forehead was very red, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, but his eyes were staring directly at the statue.

Old man Xiao followed Yuan Yu's gaze and found that the statue was an official dressed in the Qing Dynasty.

There is also a shrine next to the broken incense burner.

Yuan Yu shouted with a crying voice: "Grandpa......"

He squatted on the ground hunched over like a shrimp, and the severe pain made the sporadic fragments gradually emerge in the always blank place in his mind......

Among those scattered fragments, Yuan Yu even saw the mother who left him, no, not a ......

In my memory, when I was seven years old, there was a very big rain, and the wind and thunder knocked down many old trees in the village, and the people in the village said that this was the dragon lord catching ghosts, and if anyone's house was not clean, the dragon lord's wind, rain, thunder and lightning would fall on whose house.

And the earthen courtyard wall of Yuan Yu's house, the ditches and ravines washed by the rain, blew over, and they fell!

When the wind and rain stopped, more than half of the broken courtyard wall collapsed.

But the man with a sleek, sleek, still didn't care about the drunken return home and fell asleep.

At that time, Yuan Yu was still as cheerful as all his peers, even a little naughty, and no one in the village called him a debt collector!

When did that man suddenly get caught up in these problems?

The courtyard wall was blown down by the wind and rain, and the man didn't even look at it.

Yuan Yu's sad-looking mother stepped on the mud and built up the green bricks one by one.

At noon, the drunken man woke up, jumped up and scolded and pushed the green bricks, and overthrew Yuan Yu's mother to the ground with him.

The man scolded and accused the woman of not cooking, missing the meal, and then staggered out the last few cents from the jar and would not go out.

The woman sat in the muddy water, sobbing and crying, and the yellow muddy water soaked the woman's patched trouser legs.

Yuan Yu was in the house through the window, quietly watching all this outside.

That afternoon, the thin Hu Fei ran over, pulled Yuan Yu to pick up the green bricks again, and used mud to build them, crookedly, and the whispers of the passing villagers made Yuan Yu's face hot, and from that time, Yuan Yu's heart was buried with a seed of inferiority.

That night, a fierce quarrel broke out in the house that had never been felt before, from the house to the outside.

Yuan Yu's mother pulled the drunken man with a sad expression, crying and crying to find the village's father Wang to give a comment.

Stirred up most of the village.

Yuan Yu hid under the greasy old ebony table at home, but inadvertently turned over the wooden box containing the brush, which was tightly wrapped in light blue paper and covered with dust, just in an inconspicuous crack in the bulky wooden table.

While sleeping, Yuan Yu had a dream in which he dreamed of the grandfather who was very dignified with a beard.

Grandpa said that their family had already begun to suffer from bad luck, and there would be even greater bad luck on their Yuan family's head, if they wanted to get through this misfortune, Yuan Yu had to find someone, and only the descendants of that sect could save him......

It seemed like a long, long dream......

When Yuan Yu woke up, he picked up his schoolbag and left home quietly, he didn't want to always quarrel at home, always quarrel!

If you find the person that your grandfather said and get through this misfortune, that man will no longer beat and scold his mother, who loves him very much......