June 26, 2016. Morning.

Wang Ziheng got up very early today, because he thought that there would be a big move in the evening, so he decided to send back the statue invited by the White Elephant Temple as soon as possible.

Since the statue was invited back, Wang Ziheng is still pious, kowtowing in the morning and dusk, and putting incense on three sticks in the morning and evening. It's just that he is about to be sent back, Wang Ziheng has not seen the true face of General Kang Zhi's Lushan, and he is somewhat unwilling in his heart. Before leaving, he decided to lift the red cloth to take a look.

The gods are very generous, so they don't blame me for such a small offense, do they? Wang Ziheng comforted himself.

Just as he was about to lift the red hijab of the idol, the mobile phone rang again, and the call was actually from Gao Guiyun.

"You're downstairs, come down and pick me up!" Gao Guiyun is very direct.

Wang Ziheng wondered in his heart: What is she doing here for me? But for some reason, I was looking forward to it, and I ran downstairs without obeying the call.

Downstairs in the rental house, I saw Gao Guiyun standing at the top of the stairs enchantingly, as if waiting for him to come down.

She wore a light blue shirt dress and a black leather bag on her shoulders, which was indescribably charming. On the ground beside her, there was also a red suitcase.

Wang Ziheng looked around and asked, "Mr. Gao, are you here by taxi?" ”

"That's right! I'm going to the airport, passing by you, Tian Fusheng has something for me to hand over to you. Gao Guiyun said softly.

"Oh? What does Brother Tian want to give me? ”

"Brother Wang Shuai, are you going to let me stand here all the time and invite me to go up and sit down?"

"This ......" Wang Ziheng smiled awkwardly, "I'm afraid that my dirty place will surprise the beauty!" ”

"Hahaha......" Gao Guiyun laughed wildly: "What kind of bullshit is abrupt?" You readers, don't do your damn good work, what words do you want? Tsk, in the eyes of Wang Shuai, is the old lady also a beauty? Hahaha! ”

Wang Ziheng said that he couldn't accept the offer, so he had to put on a gesture of invitation.

Gao Guiyun was very generous, took his arm, and went upstairs with a twist. The smell was strange, Wang Ziheng blushed, but he didn't want to shirk it, and he used another free hand to help her carry the suitcase, just wanting time to stay forever.

Entering the rental house, Gao Guiyun sat on Wang Ziheng's bed with his legs crossed, holding the sheets behind his back, tilting his head to scan the scene in the rental house.

Wang Ziheng made her a cup of tea and asked crampedly, "What did Brother Tian ask you to bring to me?" ”

Gao Guiyun seemed to deliberately lose his appetite, looked at the statue of the god that Wang Ziheng placed on the bedside floor in a hurry, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"I didn't ...... Nothing, a little personal belongings. ”

"Oh, I thought it was an inflatable doll!" The statue was still covered with a red cloth, and Gao Guiyun didn't see what it was.

Wang Ziheng scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Gao Guiyun stared at Wang Ziheng affectionately, did not speak, took out a bank card from his purse and handed it over.

Wang Ziheng took the bank card with a red face, and when Gao Guiyun withdrew his hand, his fingertips gently swiped over Wang Ziheng's hand, and Wang Ziheng felt as if there were thousands of ants crawling on his body.

"This bank card...... Be...... What is it...... Meaning? Wang Ziheng thought to himself: Is this a prostitution? So what happens next?

"Lao Tian said, you will work for him in the future, this is the salary he paid you in advance! Oops......" As Gao Guiyun spoke, he quietly spilled a few drops of tea on the hem of his skirt.

"What can I do? Wang handsome guy, my skirt is dirty! Do you have any place to change my clothes? ”

Wang Ziheng's heart was pounding, knowing that everything was a routine, but he still pretended to answer honestly: "It's just such a single room, Mr. Gao, no...... Nowhere else! ”

Gao Guiyun pretended to pout, and said coquettishly: "You are necrotic!" Then I'll change it here. ”

Wang Ziheng's mind is blind.

He couldn't figure out what was going on, he just felt that he was enjoying it at the moment, and he couldn't hear it even when the sky was falling outside the house.

Gao Guiyun stripped naked in front of him, slowly leaned closer to him, and the two hot red lips were gently pressed against his mouth. Unable to resist, he stretched out his hands and hugged the lump of flesh in front of him tightly......

After Gao Guiyun walked for a long time, Wang Ziheng still held the sheet between his legs and reminisced, reminiscing about the clouds and rain of Wushan just now. Gao Guiyun's "driving skills" can be called first-class, how many men in the world can resist such a stunner? I pinched my fingers and said I hadn't tasted meat for more than two years.

After packing up his mind, Wang Ziheng thought that the matter of sending God could not be delayed any longer.

After putting on his clothes and pants, he climbed out of bed, recalling that when Gao Guiyun untied his wide clothes just now, he vaguely threw his little underwear on the head of the statue, which was very disrespectful.

Wang Ziheng hurriedly picked up the statue of the god, and while wiping it, he said in his mouth: "Offended!" Offend! ”

The red cloth was uncovered, and Wang Ziheng threw the idol on the ground, so frightened that his face was bloodless.

What kind of idol is there? It's clearly a bloody human head!

It took Wang Ziheng about two or three minutes to calm himself down, and he turned his gaze to the idol on the ground again, strange, it was really an ordinary clay god statue! The idol holds a command flag in its left hand and holds it sideways with its right hand, in a demonic posture.

was thrown by Wang Ziheng, and the lower body of the idol fell off and shattered into several pieces.

"What to do? I have repeatedly told the Taoist chief that I must not let anything go wrong with the statue, how should I explain it to others now? ”

Wang Ziheng paced back and forth in the rental house, his mind was in turmoil.

I really can't think of a good way.

Wang Ziheng immediately decided to glue the pieces together, anyway, they would be covered with a red cloth at that time, and it was very likely that they would pass the test in confusion. There is no time to think about all the other consequences, and the most important thing at the moment is to coax Xiang Dao Chang.

Wang Ziheng went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a few tubes of super glue and carefully glued the statue well. The effect is okay, but after covering it with a red cloth, basically no one can see the clues.

He held the statue with anxiety and took a taxi to Lingshan Park, thinking about the bloody human head several times along the way, what did it portend? Suddenly, he remembered an old thing, and his scalp exploded.

"Impossible! No way! ”

Sitting next to him was a wealthy middle-aged woman holding a white-haired puppy in her hand. Ever since he got into the car, the puppy has been barking at the idol in his hand.

The taxi driver and the middle-aged woman covered their noses with their hands, and from time to time they squinted at the idol in his hand. Only then did Wang Ziheng realize that the statue in his hand began to emit a fishy smell of blood at some point. However, the statue was covered with a red cloth, and others couldn't see what it was, but they all had a vigilant look.

Finally, the middle-aged woman couldn't hold it anymore and told the driver to stop, she wanted to get out of the car.

The driver stopped the car, first comforted the middle-aged woman to calm down, and then said to Wang Ziheng: "Brother, what are you holding in your hand?" Open it up and take a look, okay? ”

Wang Ziheng said: "It's just a mud bodhisattva, don't be so nervous, okay?" ”

The driver insisted that Wang Ziheng lift the red cloth, otherwise he would call the police. Wang Ziheng had no choice but to uncover the red hijab of the statue, which was indeed a mud bodhisattva, and it was no different. But the pungent smell of blood was even stronger.

The driver said with a straight face: "Brother, please get out of the car, I don't want the cost, hurry up!" ”

"Why? It's still two or three miles away from Lingshan Park, why did you leave me here? ”

The driver couldn't help but say, ran to the back row, and dragged Wang Ziheng out of the car. Wang Ziheng, a weak scholar, struggled a few times and found that he was not the driver's opponent at all.

The taxi drove the tsundere middle-aged woman away.

Wang Ziheng scolded his mother a few times, so he had to choose to walk. He also thought about taking a taxi again, but the idol in his hand was indeed too bizarre, so in order not to have any misunderstandings, he still threw the ham.

Walking to Huilongtan, which is halfway up the mountainside of Baixiangling, I am facing a construction team carrying shovels, steel hammers and other tools. It was noon, and most of the workers were going down the mountain for lunch.

Wang Ziheng saw that the stone path was cramped, so he turned sideways slightly, stood on the bank of the pond, and made way for the workers.

Unexpectedly, a worker's arm swing was too large, and when he passed by Wang Ziheng, the shovel handle just touched Wang Ziheng's shoulder. Wang Ziheng couldn't stand still, and fell into the back dragon pond with a "plop".

When the people went ashore, the statue of General Kangzhi had already melted into the water of Huilongtan......

In the end, the courtyard wall of the White Elephant Temple was demolished, presumably the workers who went down the mountain just now came to demolish the temple, looking at the progress, or a few days, the main hall of the White Elephant Temple should become a ruined wall.

In the White Elephant Temple, Xiang Shunnian Dao Chang was listlessly cleaning the courtyard, and in the tide of modernization, no one cared where the gods in his heart should live.

The wet Wang Ziheng stood in front of Xiang Shunnian, his teeth trembling, and his whole body trembled.

"Xiang Dao Chief, I ......"

Xiang Shunnian glanced at him lazily, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I know everything!" I told you a long time ago that it is easy to please God and it is difficult to send God. ”

Wang Ziheng trembled and asked, "Dare to ask Dao Chief, is there anything else that can be remedied?" ”

Xiang Shunnian shook his head and said, "Cangcang is not a coincidental arrangement, and it is all self-made. Good and evil are difficult to replace, how can shadow karma be separated? After the suddenness, the report is not vain, and the cause of the belief is right. This matter is never funny, no need to wonder or guess! Little brother, this matter is over, go back! ”

Wang Ziheng was shocked and looked at Xiang Shunnian in a daze.

Xiang Shunnian sighed softly: "Little brother, the words have been explained, you see that I can't keep this Taoist temple, who can I find to make up for it?" And how to make up for it? Hey, just go back! ”

Wang Ziheng had no choice but to go home, and he had a lot of worries along the way: What did Xiang Dao Chang see? What was the meaning of what he said? In short, he was very different from the Xiang Shunnian he saw when he first went up the mountain.