Seeing that Old Man Yan was about to leave here, I hurriedly stopped him and said, "Old man, you don't have to look for medicine." Your son is fine. ”

Old Man Yan slowly turned around. said, "Are you alright?" I haven't taken the medicine yet, how can it be better? ”

The paper man said indifferently: "I took the medicine, have you forgotten?" It was the medicine you gave me. ”

Old Man Yan suddenly shuddered, revealing a look of fear: "I remembered, it was indeed the medicine I gave you." I'm sorry for that kid, he kept pestering me. ”

Old Man Yan began to ramble about the past. He spoke many times, and each time and every time it was different. I feel like he's been living in the middle of memories and hallucinations all these years. However, although these past events are not very different, they all have the same background, and probably that is the real situation.

I listened for a while, and gradually came up with a clue. When he was five years old, one afternoon, he ran out to play. Old Man Yan didn't care at the time. It wasn't until late in the evening that the glasses came back on their own.

But he muttered as if he were talking to someone.

Old Man Yan teased him: "Who are you talking to?" ”

Glasses replied seriously: "I'm talking to the children in the temple." ”

Old Man Yan didn't take it seriously, so he pulled his glasses and went home. When it was time for dinner, the glasses suddenly said that they were sleepy, and then they fell asleep in bed. Old Man Yan called him and said, "What can a child do if he doesn't eat?" Eat first and then go to bed after eating. ”

But the glasses fell into a coma and never woke up. Old Man Yan panicked and took his son around to seek medical treatment, but whether it was the clinic in the village or the hospital in Huaicheng. They were helpless, and they couldn't find out that they were sick at all.

Until an aunt whispered: "You kid, did you bump into something?" ”

When Old Man Yan heard this, he chuckled in his heart. I suddenly remembered that in the evening, something was wrong with my son. Glasses once said that when talking to the children in the temple, were there any demons and monsters that he brought back?

Thinking of this, Old Man Yan left his son in the hospital. Then start worshipping from temple to temple. With all these years of savings in his arms, he first stuffed money into the merit box when he entered the door. Then he knelt down and prayed earnestly. After this set of rituals was completed, he dared to ask the temple blessing: "Did you see a five-year-old child coming in?" ”

Miao Zhu is also a good man and a woman, although he is not a monk, but he also pays attention to not talking, not to mention that they are all neighbors. Who would harm someone for no reason? Seeing that something happened to Old Man Yan's son, they all helped him inquire. The piggyback recited and prayed for him.

But Old Man Yan worshiped the temple in Huaicheng all over again, and he didn't ask where his son went to play in the afternoon. All the temples said that they did not see his son.

That night, Old Man Yan looked depressed, and recited the scriptures that Miao Zhu had just taught him: "Or encounter evil rakshasas, poisonous dragons, ghosts, etc., recite the power of Guanyin, and dare not harm him." If the evil beast is surrounded, the sharp teeth and claws are terrifying, reciting the power of Guanyin, and walking in the boundless direction. Newts and scorpions, poisonous and scorpial, chanting the power of Guanyin, looking for the sound of self-return. The clouds, thunder, drums, and lightning, hail and heavy rain, chanting the power of Guanyin, should be dissipated at the right time......"

Old Man Yan chattered while wandering around Huaicheng. Naturally, it was unnatural, so he walked to his doorstep. Old Man Yan saw the gate, copper ring, and courtyard wall of his house. couldn't help sighing, and thought: "The Yan family has been passed down for several generations, and there is only such a son, if something happens to him, the incense will be broken." What's the use of repairing the house no matter how good it is? ”

He sighed for a while, and then continued to chant: "Or encounter evil rakshasas, poisonous dragons and ghosts, etc., recite the power of Guanyin, and dare not harm the ......" I don't know if this scripture works, but at this point, whenever there is a glimmer of hope, you have to give it a try.

He sat on the threshold, not even thinking of going home. Sit like this until midnight. My mouth was dry and my head was dizzy, and I thought, "I haven't eaten for a day, and if I continue like this, I don't know how long I can last before I collapse." ”

At this time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: his son was young, and even if he could run, he would only walk at the same pace as an adult. What's more, he taught his son from a young age not to run too far, lest he be abducted.

Thinking about it this way, with the body of a son, how far can he run? Most of them are near their own homes. But there are no temples around here at all. Have you lived here for more than 20 years and haven't found out?

Although Old Man Yan was puzzled, in order to find his son, he began to look along the street. His steps were quick, and he searched here and again. But no temple has ever been found.

Just when he was exhausted, he turned his head and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the house behind him. The walls of this house are painted with red paint, and the gate is covered with tiled eaves, and at first glance, it really looks like a small temple.

Old Man Yan thought to himself: "Could it be that my son treats this courtyard as a small temple and walks in to play?" ”

When he took a closer look at the courtyard, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. This house has been around for a long time. But no one can say whether there is an owner in it. Say it has an owner, no one has ever seen the people in this house go out. Let's say it has no owner, a house that no one lives in, without people to take care of it, has long been soaked by the rain.

A few years ago, there was once a brave person who wanted to go in and check it out, but when he came back, he had a serious illness. When I was sick and confused, I just said two words to the people around me: "Someone." ”

This illness almost killed the man, and after he recovered from his illness, a person who was originally lively and bold became taciturn, extremely afraid of the dark, and did not say a word about the situation in the house. At a young age, he died in his thirties.

Some people say that there is dirt in this house, and you can't go there. Some people also said that there were Jiangyang thieves living in it, and whoever knew about their den would be exterminated.

In short, it was very uproar for a while. However, after a few years, there was no movement in the house, and everyone gradually forgot about it.

Old Man Yan looked at the door, and his heart jumped suddenly: "If my son really entered this house, it would be more than lucky." ”

He put his hand on the door and was about to push it open, but at this time, he hesitated: "If the temple that my son said is not referring to this house." If you rush in today, I'm afraid you'll die in vain. ”

Finally he gritted his teeth and thought, "Die or die." For the sake of his son, he can only fight like this once. ”

He gently pushed the door. The door was actually just hidden, and he piled it up, and a gap immediately appeared.

Old Man Yan had the heart to go in and ask for an understanding, but at this time, his legs and stomach were tendoned, and he couldn't move a step. He pounced and fell to his knees, not daring to look inside. He bowed his head and lay at the door crying, "Please, please spare my son." ”

There was no movement in the house at all. Quietly, like Huangquan Road.

Old Man Yan thought of his son, and suddenly he was sad to death, he lay on the ground and cried. On this day, he was already exhausted, and after crying like this for a while, his mind was a little unclear.

In a daze, I suddenly heard a knock at the door. Then a voice said, "Don't cry here, it's going to make me sleep." ”

Old Man Yan was startled and immediately raised his head. He found a boy standing inside the gate, holding a lantern to shine on him.

As if he had seen a savior, Old Man Yan kowtowed like pounding garlic, and shouted vigorously in his mouth: "Please let my son go." He's only five years old. ”

The boy muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Are you Yan Jin's father?" He promised me to play with me every day from now on. Why are you trying to get him back again? ”

Old Man Yan knew that the boy in front of him was probably not a living person, so he couldn't stop pleading. He boldly grabbed the boy by the wrist and wouldn't let him go.

After a while, the boy finally said, "At this time tomorrow, when you walk five hundred steps west from the gate of your house, you will see a child who has just died." You gouge out his heart, give it to Yan Jin to eat, and he will go home with you. ”