I asked, "And how did this hairpin come to be?" ”

Ma Cheng replied: "Just as my wife and I were about to go down the mountain, we suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. The pen and fun www.biquge.info then found this hairpin. I thought someone accidentally lost it, but it's not right to think about it, when is it now, how can anyone still use hairpins? This is supposed to be left by the ancients, and I saw that it was very beautiful, so I brought it back. ”

My head began to mess up again, how could the stone statue in the witch temple look like a human god? Who is that woman? Looks like I'm really going to have to go to this witch temple.

The next day, I prepared supplies for half a day, then rented a car and headed for Wujinling. Although it is also necessary to pass through the desert. But I've asked the locals. Although this desert is a desert, it is far less desolate than the desert I walked with Ah Xue and the others before, and it is not as big as the desert. To put it bluntly, this is a land of desertification.

There is still a lot of vegetation.

After driving for a long time, it got dark, so I locked the windows and slept in the car.

It's really uncomfortable to sleep in this car, but I sleep with a sore back. When he was awakened by the sun, he hurriedly got up, hastily ate dry food, and drove on. I asked for the way before, and with the help of mobile phone GPS navigation, I am not too afraid of getting lost.

It's not a mobile desert either, so it's easy to find a mountain.

After walking for more than half a day, I came to the foot of Wujin Ridge. Put on your backpack and climb up the mountain.

The mountain is not very high, and I only climbed for more than fifty minutes to reach the so-called witch temple.

Looking at the slanting plaque, I suddenly had a very strange idea. There is also a witch god in the legend of the witch fish. What is enshrined in this witch temple will be the god horse witch god?

It's just impossible to think about it, although the legend is taken from reality, but there are too many artificially processed ingredients, and the credibility is not very high. Even two completely different stories may be merged into one story in the process of circulation.

Ma Cheng is right. This witch temple is indeed in a cave. The cave has very obvious signs of repair. On top of the cave, there is a huge stone block fifty or sixty meters high! It's a bit like the cliff of Huashan, but it's not that majestic.

Underneath the cliff is a smooth piece of flat land, very flat. It is really impossible to be Tibetan. Outside the temple, there used to be trees as well, but now I can only see a few fallen stumps.

As soon as I entered the temple, I was stunned!

The head of the stone statue in the middle shrine is gone! Only half of the body remains.

It can't be in disrepair and collapsed! I secretly shouted that it was a pity, I originally wanted to come and see the appearance of this witch god.

Walking in front of the statue, he suddenly realized that the figure of the statue was a little familiar, and he hurriedly changed his position, ready to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, this retreat stepped on something. Blame the footholder, hurriedly looked down, and suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good!

This turned out to be a cutting machine's grinding wheel!

Damn it! This damn thief!

I cursed and hurriedly jumped to the altar to take a look. As I expected, the head of the idol did not collapse naturally, but was cut away with a cutter!

I now have an urge to kill. I'm so fucking hungry for money. Lao Tzu Yu Tong used to be so poor that he didn't do anything that damaged yin virtue with instant noodle soup and steamed buns every day. Even the head of a god has to be cut off and sold, so that he is not afraid of retribution?

I retreated hatefully, and although I couldn't see the face, the feminine second feature of the stone statue was very obvious, and there was no doubt that it was a woman.

I was trying to see if there was a secret passage or anything like that, because I didn't believe that a big living person could disappear into thin air, but I heard hurried footsteps outside the temple, and someone shouted, "Stop! Don't run! You blasphemous traitor! You stop! ”

I was so excited that I hid behind the idol.

I heard only a flutter, and it seemed that someone was kneeling on the ground. Then a crying man's voice said, "Witch God Niangniang, it's me who is wrong!" …… I am the one who blasphemed you...... But I can't help it...... My son is sick and needs a lot of money...... The money...... I can't pay back that money for ten lifetimes...... Someone...... Someone gave me a million ...... I'm going to borrow your head...... I had to take this risk...... Thou shalt condemn it...... I...... It's good if I'll take it alone...... Don't be angry with others...... I promise...... promised to turn around and make a golden body for you again...... Witch God Niangniang ......"

When I heard this, my heart was on fire, and it turned out that this guy had cut off the head of the stone statue. But thinking that he was to heal his son, I felt sour in my heart. Alas! Not to mention these farmers, even me, a middle-income earner, can't afford to get sick. If you get sick, you have to be poor for a fucking year or two.

"Shoot you!" At this moment, the footsteps of a large group of people were heard, and then the dull sound of clubs falling on the flesh was heard.

Someone yelled: "Kill you traitor in front of the statue of the witch god Niangniang today!" You're the one who hurt us! ”

When I heard this, I suddenly felt very bad in my heart. Why is it that there are still people who believe in God even now? If I want to go out, I will never be able to defeat them, and I know how many pounds and taels I have. If you pull out the Miao knife, you may be able to drive these people away, but the Miao knife is too sharp, and I am afraid that it will hurt people as soon as it comes out of the sheath. But I don't want to hurt anyone.

But what can be done to save this poor father?

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly had a plan, straightened my clothes, gathered my mind, and thought to myself whose voice should I learn? Ayuki's? Or is it Xiao Ruo's?

In the end, I decided to learn from Xiaoruo. After all, I'm more familiar with her voice.

So I sighed sadly behind the statue.

There was silence outside.

I secretly rejoiced.

"The witch god has appeared!" I don't know who shouted, and the outside suddenly crackled and knelt together.

I said faintly, "I heard you clearly. Thinking that you are for the sake of the heir, I will spare your life, and the deity of destroying the golden body without permission will not be investigated. You can go back as soon as possible. ”

"Thank you, Witch God!" The outside responded in unison, and got up and left in a ping-pong manner.

I patted my chest, I was so fucking nervous, if I was found out, I would have to run for my life!

When everyone was gone, I jumped out from behind the idol. But what catches your eye is a bearded bazaar's face!

I was immediately taken aback, never expecting that there were still people here. It's over, and now it's pierced.

The bearded Khan folded his hands at me and said, "Thank you, sir, for rescuing me just now!" ”

I looked at his face and immediately understood that he was the same father.

I said, "You waited for me on purpose?" How do you know there's someone behind? ”

His face was full of piety, and he said, "Although Mr. saved my life just now, but you also offended the witch god Niangniang, you will give the witch god Niangniang a crime, right?" ”