But the woman insisted that there was someone inside, dressed in white and with long hair, crawling out of the ground. She was so scared that she trembled more and more, and she began to cry.

A few bold people wanted to go to the temple to have a look, but they were stopped by the old people in the village, and told everyone to quickly retreat, stay away from the old temple, and go to bring the old cows in the village.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, so they had to do it.

The woman cried all the time. It is very strange to say, after more than a dozen old cows brought in, they all looked in the direction of the old temple and mooed non-stop. At that time, the faces of the old people changed, and they told the young people to hurry away with their children and return to the village, and no one should come out.

At that time, the uncle's home was at the edge of the village, and when he looked out quietly through the crack in the door, he saw the old people in the village holding the old cow and talking to the old temple, as if they were talking to someone. This process lasted for a long time, and I only heard the old people talking, but I didn't hear anyone answer. Until the old cows stopped barking and looked away from the old temple. They stopped.

After that, the village raised funds to slaughter a pig and carry it to the temple for worship. The woman also married away at the suggestion of the old people and never returned to the village. The old people in the village didn't let them mention it, and everyone gradually forgot about it.

When the people from the Southern Festival came to ask before, he didn't even think about it.

"Where's that woman getting married?" I asked.

The uncle shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that I married to another province, and I never came back anyway, and I forgot which family I was from." ”

"There are always a few old stories in every village, and they don't necessarily have to be related to each other," Tingyun said, "I'm full." ”

She got up and walked upstairs to her room. Her chopsticks still haven't shone in the slightest, and only a small corner of rice is missing from the bowl.

Yun Mutian and Shi San walked upstairs one after another.

Second Master Wei and the others had already finished eating, and I finished the rice in the bowl and prepared to leave the table.

The uncle's face was entangled, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually, I also saw the people in the temple back then. ”

I looked at him.

"But unlike that woman, it's all up to me to be naughty." He said.

Because there is a saying in the village that wiping the tears of the old cow can see ghosts, and he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers at that time, so when he followed everyone back to the village, he secretly wiped the tears on the eyes of the old cow and painted them on his own eyes.

"What do you see?" I hurriedly asked.

The uncle hesitated and said, "A woman, a very beautiful woman, wearing a long white dress, stood in the old temple, and when the old people finished talking to her, she floated out of the old temple and disappeared." ”

He looked at us and said, "Could it be that the woman is back, the one who hurt her?" ”

I shook my head, "Probably not." ”

I'm still sure of this, the woman in white they saw back then was nothing more than a mountain spirit and a ghost, but after coming here for so long, they didn't feel any ghost breath. Those people were killed by another unknown force, which may be the "curse" in the mouth of the scavengers.

Leaving the dining table, each went back to his room. Until the cause of the bald middle-aged death is completely clarified, we cannot go to the Eight Coffins, so we can only stay in the village.

I took out the photos of the old temple that Qiu Yitong gave me, but I didn't expect her to really give me this thing. I looked at the photo, this photo seems to have been taken a long time ago, the temple in the photo is not big, there is no statue of the god, only three incense burners, in front of the incense burner is a table for placing tributes, from the temple gate can clearly see the structure inside. It's just a very ordinary country temple.

The uncle said that the woman in white crawled out of the ground, since the eight coffins are under the temple, will the woman in white have anything to do with the eight coffins? However, it is also possible that as Ting Yun said, it is just an unrelated story and has no connection.

I stared at the photograph to see something, but eventually put it down with a sigh. There really is nothing surprising about the old temple in the photo.

Everyone else seems to know something to a greater or lesser extent, including the people of the Southern Dharma, but they are all hidden, different from each other, and each has its own thoughts.

I walked towards the door, intending to go to Tu Yi and ask about Huang Fu.

Pushing open the door, I saw Chaolin coming from the direction of the stairs, and said with a rare positive color: "I have something to find you, come with me." ”

What is this, it is rare for him to act so seriously.

knocked on the door of Wei Erye and the three of them one after another, and called Shangting Yun and them, and Chaolin led the group to walk outside the private house.

When we came to a large hall, we found that it was not just us, but everyone else had arrived. What happened in this situation?

Entering the hall and sitting down, everyone was silent, several people from the Southern Dharma Society stood around, and Qiu Yitong stood by the main seat in front of him.

"What about Bai Lao Dao?" Qiu Yitong said.

I glanced at everyone, and there was really a figure missing, and the yellow-robed old man didn't come.

"I broke my head," Chaolin replied, "I fell down the stairs with one foot, broke my head and broke the bleeding, and I was sent to the hospital." ”

"Doesn't he live on the second floor? How can you break your head? Qiu Yitong asked.

"Who knows, it's old." Chaolin said.

The stairs on the second floor can break your head and bleed, and the old way is afraid that it will not be smashed headfirst down.

Qiu Yitong motioned to close the door. The gate closes, and a closed space is completely formed around it.

Qiu Yitong did not sit on the main seat, but stood aside respectfully. This situation is like some person of higher rank, she is the daughter of the president of the Southern Festival, and there is only one person who can be higher than her!

There was a sound of footsteps, and a middle-aged man in a tunic walked out, with a tall posture and a serious expression, followed by several people.

Qiu Yitong respectfully took a few steps back to make his debut, and the middle-aged man walked to the main seat and sat down, glanced at everyone with a cold expression, and stopped on Tu Yi's body for a while, but quickly turned away.

"There were some things that I couldn't come over before, so this matter was handed over to my daughter Tongtong, and I thank you for taking this business and coming here." The middle-aged man said.

He is Qiu Fengyu, the president of the Southern Law Association! I've been here for so long, and I've finally seen it.

"The matter of these eight coffins is really strange, and we can't do anything about it, so we want to use everyone's strength to find out the situation, but it seems that the process is really slow," Qiu Fengyu said, "There is also a friend who died by the coffin today, which is really amazing." ”

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He is Qiu Fengyu, the president of the Southern Law Association! I've been here for so long, and I've finally seen it.

"The matter of these eight coffins is really strange, and we can't do anything about it, so we want to use everyone's strength to find out the situation, but it seems that the process is really slow," Qiu Fengyu said, "It's still today."