"Anyway, in a word, the mountain temple must not be dug up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "One of the old gentlemen, whose hair was a little gray, but his waist was straight, said to Jin Wujia's people very firmly.

"Why can't you dismantle it, it's been said before, and you took the deposit, so you can't pay the bill, right?" One of Jin Wujia's group spoke.

"Don't say those words, you can't tear it down, you can't tear it down no matter how much you want!" The old gentleman seemed to be in the rhythm of death.

"Yes, it can't be dismantled!" The villagers behind the old gentleman also coaxed.

"**** to shame on your face!" Jin Wujia's guys couldn't hold it back, so they were ready to do it.

Seeing them like this, Jin Wujia also scolded loudly: "Why are you dead? ”

Hearing Jin Wujia speak, the group of guys immediately became angry, withdrew their hands and stepped aside, snorting and sulking.

Jin Wujia glanced at them, then walked up to the old gentleman and said with a smile: "Old village chief, the people under this hand have not been taught well, please don't take it to heart." ”

The old village chief glanced at Jin Wujia, and the anger in his heart also disappeared a little, and he said faintly: "It's not that the old man wants to stop you, it's that place has a curse that has been passed down for thousands of years, whoever touches it is unlucky, I'm doing it for your good." ”

Hearing the words of the old village chief, Zuzhong suddenly became interested, in this small village, there is still such a place?

Immediately, Zu Zhong stepped forward and asked the old village chief, "I don't know what that curse is?" ”

The old village chief glanced at Zuzhong when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "Young people, don't get involved in these, in short, that place really can't be demolished." ”

"Hey, let's listen to it, since just now, you've been emphasizing that the place can't be demolished, you have to give a reason, otherwise we're not convinced, right?" Zu Zhong wanted to reason with the old village chief.

Seeing Zu Zhong say this, the old village chief hesitated a little, and after a while of internal struggle, the old village chief shook his head, and was ready to tell Zu Zhong about some of the circumstances of the curse.

But at this time, a certain villager seemed to be unwilling for the old village chief to speak, and stepped forward and shook his head, trying to stop the old village chief from speaking.

"It's okay, let them know the stakes, and they will naturally leave." The old village chief smiled and waved his hand, signaling that the other party was relieved.

In this regard, the villager didn't want to say anything, nodded and glanced at Zuzhong, and then retreated.

"That's right, the mountain temple is said to have existed for thousands of years, and our village has also passed it down, and in our ancestors' generation, there has always been a legend about this mountain temple." As he spoke, the old village chief pointed to the conspicuous temple on a bald hill due north.

"Legend has it that there is a great god living in the mountain temple, every year incense offerings, the gods protect the common people, our area used to be prosperous, rich for a while." The old village chief looked up in the direction of the village and sighed with emotion.

"But the good times didn't last long, and then the war was raging, and the invading soldiers of the Western Regions were scattered here, and the people at that time were all kind-hearted, and they didn't watch them suffer because they were enemy soldiers, and they took in those soldiers of the Western Regions, but who knows, those soldiers were revenge, and after eating and drinking, they coveted the wealth of the village, and took advantage of the middle of the night to wash the village in blood, and even the women and children were not spared, and they were slaughtered together."

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but curse the brute, especially those guys under Jin Wujia, who threatened that if they were put to this point, they would definitely tear those soldiers from the Western Regions apart.

"Later, the gods in the mountain temple were furious, and they sent a curse, causing the group of soldiers from the Western Regions to survive." Speaking of this, the old village chief's tone was a little frightened.

"Cursed killing?" Curse asked, curiously.

The old village chief nodded and continued to speak: "The group of soldiers from the Western Regions looted all the valuable things and food in the village, and they were ready to leave with a full bowl, and the curse fell at this time. ”

"At that time, there was a very lucky survivor who witnessed the curse of that group of soldiers in the Western Regions."

Hearing this, Zu Zhong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and he was a little interested in the follow-up of the matter.

"The survivor said that the group of soldiers from the Western Regions were like they had fallen into an evil spirit, and they were frantically biting each other, every inch of flesh on their bodies was bitten to pieces, and the blood flowed into a lake, enveloping the soldiers of the Western Regions."

This kind of scene is terrifying just thinking about it, let alone the person who saw it with his own eyes.

At this time, the old village chief continued: "The survivor was so frightened that he almost lost his soul, regardless of the injuries on his body, perhaps because of the potential to survive, the man fled all the way to the city and reported the case to the local government. ”

"When the government heard about it, it immediately rushed over, but what happened next was even more weird."

"What's weird?" Jin Wujia also asked at this time.

"Don't interrupt, listen to him." Zu Zhong pulled Jin Wujia and motioned for the old village chief to continue.

The old village chief nodded, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued.

"When the government came to the village, the village no longer looked like a river of blood, and the corpses of the villagers and soldiers from the Western Regions were nowhere to be found, as if nothing had been massacred in the entire village."

"Isn't this scientific?" Chen Rugui also forked at this time.

"It's unscientific, and in just two days, the village was cleaned up." The old village chief said with a wry smile.

"Did you know who cleaned up the scene?" Zu Zhong asked.

The old village chief nodded and said: "At that time, the government thought that the survivor was insane, and then prepared to arrest the survivor, but the survivor didn't know what evil he had fallen, and he ran towards the mountain temple on the mountain, and several pawns couldn't pull him. ”

"Those officials were very curious, so they followed them up the mountain to see, and guess what they saw?" The old village chief also pretended to ask everyone mysteriously.

"Don't sell it, just say it!" Jin Wujia's fellows urged a little impatiently.

In this regard, the old village chief also gave them a blank look, it was really a group of people who didn't know how to create an atmosphere.

"In that mountain temple, human bones were piled up into a small mountain, and the survivor was sitting on a pile of human bones, holding a bone with minced meat in his hand, smirking stupidly, laughing and gnawing on the remaining minced flesh on the bones, and humming a song in his mouth."

Speaking of this, the old village chief's body was like a sieve of chaff, and he trembled violently.