The death of an inverted captain who touched gold in front of my eyes made me think of my identity, will my future fate be the same?

Quite possibly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I turned around and climbed up to the outside, but the garment was very dirty, so I left the bush and went to the river to wash it, and they laughed a little.

It was Cousin Huang who looked at the dirt on my body, which was very strange, and out of professional instinct, he ran over and asked me secretly: "How did you get the dirt all over my body?" ”

"Roll around on the ground." I'll put it mildly, this guy is a man who fights backwards, and he hasn't gotten into it when he hears that there is an ancient tomb.

"Hey, hey." Cousin Huang laughed twice, "Roll on the ground, one person or two people?" ”

This guy's mind is too evil.

"Do you think this is one person or two people?" I showed him my fleshless dirt.

"The overlord was knocked down with a bow, right? Hehe, the rice has to be made slowly to be delicious, and the tea has to be brewed slowly to taste, and the young people are too anxious. Cousin Huang said with a lewd smile.

He didn't get the news he wanted, and shook his head and left.

I went to the river, washed my clothes, took a bath, and jumped ashore shivering and beckoned them to make a fire.

When a fire was lit, they all felt a little better.

We waited for the boat to come over like this, but for some reason, we waited for half an afternoon, and none of the boats came. Are you going to spend the night here?

We had to prepare food for the night, and the food we brought was sunk to the bottom of the river on the boat, and I had only seen a large pangolin in this barren hill, and I had never seen anything else edible, so it was difficult not to go hungry all night.

At last it was dusk, and finally there were still no ships coming, and tonight was destined to sleep in the barren mountains.

There was no way, but I went to the river to get a few fish to burn, and barely ate half full.

The half moon climbed up, and the water of the Yellow River under the moonlight was black, and the ripples swelled with golden moonlight, as if a layer of uneven gold had been plated on the black river surface.

Several people sat around the fire and began to talk about the story, the more barren the mountains and mountains of the night, it seemed that everyone in order to show their courage, and told the most terrifying ghost stories hidden in their hearts.

In this way, it seems that he has experienced how rough and tumble he has experienced, secondly, to scare everyone by the way, and in order for everyone to have the nature of pursuing excitement, in the barren mountains and wilderness, listening to a scary ghost story, that stimulates the excitement of the cerebral cortex.

The sturdy short man named Wang Yan was originally a soldier under a warlord, when the revolution was at the beginning of the revolution, the last emperor had just abdicated, and the warlords everywhere were divided into one side, and they were all local emperors on the territory.

Wang Yan was a small squad leader, and he was falsely accused by the platoon commander that he had embezzled a thousand oceans of military salaries, and that he should be dealt with by military law.

There is no place for reasoning in the army of the warlords, and the crushing of people at the level of officials and universities is fully reflected here.

Wang Yan had no choice but to run.

One day, at dusk, it began to rain in the sky. In order to avoid the rain, Wang Yan came to the gate of Biluo Temple in Qi County.

He saw that there was a Suzaku road in front of the Biluo Temple. It was a very wide road, and there were usually a lot of pedestrians on the road. Now that it is raining suddenly, it stands to reason that many pedestrians should have run to the gate of Biluo Temple to take shelter from the rain. However, at this time, he was the only one under the wide gate. In addition to him, there was a cricket crouching on a large cylinder painted with red paint.

Why doesn't anyone come here to take shelter from the rain? This is because Shanxi has experienced a series of droughts in recent years.

It is said that when disaster strikes, some people even tear down the wood used to build the temple hall and smash the Buddha statue to sell as firewood.

The people in the city are busy trying to find a way to survive, so no one cares about repairing Biluo Temple and other things.

Due to the long period of unmanaged, Biluo Temple became a place of activity for robbers and animals.

"Biluo Temple? I seem to have heard of this place, and Hu Xiucai from our village went there to burn incense. Said the boat boss.

"Burn incense, burn incense, don't interrupt Brother Wang's story." Cousin Huang said.

I paused and continued.

Later, people even threw unclaimed corpses into Rashomon. In this way, Rashomon became a nasty place, and whenever night fell, it was so terrifying that no one dared to enter it.

Who would have thought that a place that people dare not go into has become a place for crows to roost. During the day, the crows flew in flocks on the roof of the gatehouse, making loud cries as they flew. In the evening, when the sun was about to set, they kept hovering in the fiery red sky, like black dots floating in the sky. They don't come to the gatehouse for nothing. They come there in search of food - there are many carcasses there, which provide them with abundant food. Today it was too late and the crows left after they had eaten their fill, so they could not be seen. At this time, I saw the white bird droppings in the cracks that appeared in the cracks of the grassy steps, after the masonry collapsed.

It's late at night and it's raining again, so it's a bit cool. The general sneezed and stood up. The cricket, crouching on a large column painted with red paint, no longer knew where it had gone.

Wang Yan pulled the collar of the blue padded jacket up a few times. He kept looking inside the door, hoping to find a place where he could shelter from the wind and rain and sleep peacefully. He looked at it for a long time and suddenly found a staircase leading to the gatehouse. It was also painted red. He thinks that there must be no one upstairs, and even if there is, they are just dead people. The general had a knife hanging from his waist, and he took a special look. He then lifted his sandal-clad feet and walked up the lowest step of the stairs.

After a while, Wang Yan came to the center of the gatehouse of Biluo Temple. That place is very spacious.

Wang Yan stood there, cautiously looking up. There was a faint flash of fire upstairs. The light passed through the stairs and shone on the right side of the general's face. It can be seen that Wang Yan's bearded face has a very large pustule. He began to think that there was no one upstairs, but after climbing a few stairs, he realized that his judgment was not correct. In the dim light of the fire, he saw a person moving there. He knew very well that the person who dared to light a fire here was definitely not an ordinary person.

Wang Yan climbed up very carefully. He tried not to make a noise to prevent the people upstairs from spotting him. It took him a great deal of effort to climb to the top of the stairs. After that, he held his breath and looked inside. (To be continued.) )