When Zhou Maoyin went back, he felt more and more that the language of this village was very special, but he just couldn't remember it for a while, so he still forgot it later. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Think about it at my age, in order to study my own academics, I came to this place with Xiao An, and I am also an emotional person, but I still fight for academics, who called him a crazy existence.

The night passed quietly, the temperature in the night was cold, it seemed that some ulterior secrets were always carried out in the night, and no one knew what would happen on this night, whether something terrible would happen.

Inside the Baizong Nunnery, the lights are bright, and the oil lamps arranged inside the temple illuminate the inside of the temple, and the young man is a man with a plate of hair, looking at his masterpiece proudly, as if admiring, as if enjoying.

From time to time he looked outside the temple gate, it was not bright, it was not particularly dark, after all, the snow had not completely melted, he walked step by step to approach the stone statue, his eyes were full of worship and pride.

He said something to himself, sometimes paused, and then exhaled, looking helpless, sometimes very happy, so to speak, his expression was unpredictable, like a psychopath.

After saying that, he sat in the same place, and now he didn't feel a little sleepy, but he couldn't help but yawn and continued to look ahead.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak......" There was a crisp sound of stepping on the snow, and slowly walked in the direction of the white sect hermitage.

It was a person dressed in black, and his mobile phone didn't have any lighting, and with the light of the snow, he headed for Bai Zong'an.

Black is his logo, the mask is his tool to hide his appearance, he spits white air in his mouth, stops and continues to walk towards Bai Zong'an, he is death.bleach.

Although there was only light here in the whole village, he did not come to this place based on this, he learned something, and the so-called Grim Reaper must be full of corpses everywhere he went.

In the temple, the young man did not know his arrival, and at the same time he did not know who he was, but still looked out the door.

Suddenly a dark shadow passed by, which made him feel a lot more energetic, he rubbed his eyes, he didn't see anything, he thought he was thinking too much, and then he was relieved.

The black shadow flashed again, this time he was absolutely not mistaken, it was a black shadow, and the speed was very fast, it could be a non-human thing, he had heard of all the strange things in this Moon Village, but this time it was his turn to come here to keep vigil, something went wrong!

The general in the Baizong Nunnery is indeed their ancestor, so there are almost two ceremonies every winter, one is to worship the snow and the other is to worship the ancestors.

The time of the snow sacrifice is uncertain, sometimes very early, sometimes very late, but the ancestor worship is a prescribed time, that is, the beginning of the eleventh month of each lunar calendar, before which a person will be arranged to keep vigil and guard the stone statue.

The guardian stone statue is only the day before the sacrifice, and the rest of the time is not used, and the people who come have to light up all the lights so that the whole temple is lit up, and then sit aside and wait for the dawn.

The people of the village should go to bed early, and the night watchman usually arrives at the temple at the middle of the day, and then lights all the oil lamps, and then passes through the ugly hour, and then to the second hour, and then to the middle hour.

It was almost dark, and then someone came to take over, and the official sacrificial ceremony began, and all the people in the village had to come to the nunnery early, waiting for the patriarch to speak, and hold the ceremony, and the whole sacrificial activity would last for two or three days.

All the men, women, and children of the village must be present, and they must not be absent, and they must also kneel, and if it snows, all the snow around them must be swept away, and some dry branches or something must be padded underneath, so that the sacrifice can be made.

As for eating, I went back to eat at noon, and I came and went, and it was the same in the afternoon, and I didn't need it in the evening, but I also needed a night watchman, and this time it was arranged for this young man.

The young man swallowed, and there was already some cold sweat on his forehead.

Because of the need for people to keep vigil, the temple should be fully illuminated, in fact, the purpose of which is to guide the soul of the stone statue.

Because of this, the whole village had to sleep at night, for fear of alarming the ancestors and bringing disaster, and as for the Xiao Ans who could come out, it was because they were people from outside, so they didn't have to obey this rule, but they couldn't be disturbed all the time.

Elder Bai had explained that when someone went with a lantern, they would have to come back no matter what, otherwise they would destroy the customs of the village and would be punished accordingly.

Xiao An saw the light coming, and left directly without staying long, in fact, the main reason was that they couldn't communicate with the young man and didn't understand each other, otherwise they would definitely ask.

Because the vigil is held in turns, the young man has no experience, and it is said that the soul of his ancestor has returned, so it is normal to hear the sound and see the dark shadow, but if a non-human ghost is concerned, no matter how close he is, he is still very afraid.

The young man's mouth seemed to be stuck with glue, and he exclaimed with difficulty,

"Who? Who's where? ”

Of course, he was the only one, and he spoke in their own unique language, and he was just trying to raise his courage and have palpitations.

On the one hand, he thought that it was the soul of his ancestors, and on the other hand, he thought that it might be the three men who came to make trouble, and no matter which one made him very anxious.

There was no sound, and there was no dark shadow to be seen, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled, thinking that it was his nervous auditory hallucination, but in fact there was nothing, he comforted himself like this.

There was silence around, and the silence at the moment was really terrifying, and the young man was even more energetic, rubbing his hands, and looking at the lights on all sides to see if anything had been extinguished.

Suddenly, a breeze passed, and a dark shadow appeared behind him, and the young man felt a chill in his back, swallowed his saliva, and slowly turned his head back.

Behind him was just a stone statue standing, although the stone statue's facial expression was a little scary, but after all, it was still his ancestor, he shook his head and turned around, only to see a black shadow whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Ah......h

There was a desolate cry, and in an instant the surroundings fell silent again, not a single oil lamp was extinguished, and there was no one around, and the breeze shook the lamp slightly, as if the previous dim yellow had turned into a faint blue blue light.

Suddenly, the sky turned inky black, the temperature had dropped considerably, and the fluttering snow fell, and then it became very fast, rather lighter than catkins and heavier than frost.

The next day, the snow had fallen all over the ground, and the thickness of the snow had increased a lot, and it was a white expanse that was very beautiful.