Mr. Lu looked at his senior brother with a very sad expression.

Xue Qian and I stood behind him. I don't know what to say.

After a while, I asked Mr. Lu, "What happened just now?" How could there be such a big movement? ”

Mr. Lu said: "I don't know. When my master left. It's also quiet. Maybe Senior Brother has been cultivating diligently for so many years, and his cultivation has reached a certain level. ”

Mr. Lu was silent after saying this.

The three of us stood in the night, staring at the evil bodhisattva in front of us. It was like waiting for him to come back to life.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly someone tapped me on the shoulder, and when I looked back, Secretary Wang was standing behind me with a shocked face.

He glared and asked, "Brother Zhao, what's going on?" ”

I scratched my head and asked, "What's going on?" The evil bodhisattva is dead. ”

Secretary Wang shook his head. Said: "I'm not asking about the evil bodhisattva, it's these, what's going on?" ”

He pointed to the surrounding ruins: "Even if the demolition team comes, it can't be demolished so quickly, right?" ”

I asked in a whisper, "You didn't hear the movement just now?" ”

Secretary Wang said suspiciously: "What was the movement just now?" We just went out for a cigarette and said a couple of words, and when we came back in, it was like this. Honestly, who did this? ”

I smiled bitterly and said, "I said it was a ghost, do you believe it?" ”

Secretary Wang said: "I believe it." This can only be done by the devil. If you sue me for human doing, I don't believe it. ”

Officer Shi stood beside Secretary Wang with his hands in his hands, and said with some emotion: "The Evil Bodhisattva Temple is large-scale. There are so many gods and Buddhas enshrined in it, and it has long been regarded as a famous scenic spot. I didn't expect it to collapse suddenly. It's a shame. ”

Mr. Lu looked back at them, and then said without any emotion, "I want to keep a wake for my senior brother." ”

Officer Shi looked at Secretary Wang: "What should I do about this?" ”

Secretary Wang waved his hand: "What can I do?" The dead are greater. Let's all disperse. Send two people to guard the door and don't disturb Mr. Lu. ”

Officer Shi nodded and went out with the people.

Mr. Lu looked at Xue Qian and me, and said, "You two should go too." Just leave me here alone. ”

Xue Qian nodded, waved her hand at me, and said, "Lao Zhao, let's go." ”

The two of us had just walked a few steps when we suddenly heard Mr. Lu behind us seem to be running.

I turned around and saw Mr. Lu walking in front of the corpse of the Evil Bodhisattva. He flickered left and right, erratic, and every step was secretly gossip, turning round and round.

After two turns, he suddenly threw another punch. The fist force is wide open and closed, like a lion. Prey is being hunted.

Mr. Lu suddenly stopped his hand and sat cross-legged in front of the corpse of the evil bodhisattva.

His voice trembled slightly: "Behind Master's departure, I am only ten years old. I've learned from you all this time. You taught me fists and feet, taught me Taoism, and told me to meditate and pranayama. But I can't even my breath anymore today. ”

Xue Qian couldn't help but shout: "Mr. Lu, your senior brother is just going to find your master." It's not that his soul is gone, one day, you can see him again. ”

When Mr. Lu heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then he nodded. said: "Yes, yes. Xue Qian, thank you very much. ”

Then, he slowly closed his eyes. It seems to have started to meditate.

Xue Qian and I didn't bother him anymore, but walked out slowly.

The buildings inside the Evil Bodhisattva Temple were destroyed. The temple gate and the walls are intact. It's like a boundary. Limit the collapse of the sky and the earth just now.

I talked with Xue Qian all the way and told the things in the town in detail.

Xue Qian and I hooked shoulders and said, "The two of us are difficult brothers." ”

I said, "I see that the Chung Yeung Festival is coming. My death is not far off. You're not sick or sick. How did you become my brother? ”

Xue Qian pointed to her waist and said, "With such a thing on my body, I will inevitably die sooner or later." ”

I waved my hand and said, "I'm dying, you're still early, what are you afraid of?" ”

Xue Qian smiled and said, "I'm not worse than you, I'm home." ”

I had to sigh: "You go back, I'll continue to live in a haunted house." ”

Although I try to express xiàn very pitiful. But it didn't change Xue Qian. He still walked back into the neighborhood step by step.

I shook my head helplessly and bought something to eat at a nearby roadside stall. Eating as he walked, he barely filled his stomach, and then lay on the broken bed in the empty house.

My eyes were fixed on the half-cut candle on the broken table. The candle glows brightly and glows a soft yellow, which means that the house is safe and free of ghosts.

I felt very sure in my heart, so I went to sleep.

In my sleep, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I opened my eyes to find me lying in a chaotic place. The surroundings were white, and it was impossible to tell whether it was clouds or fog.

I cried out in some panic, "Who's calling me?" ”

Extremely close in front of me, a voice whispered, "It's me." ”

I fumbled my way forward two steps and found nothing ahead.

I was wondering, when suddenly a cold hand came to my shoulder.

I was startled, and when I quickly looked back, I found a person standing faintly in the clouds behind me.

I asked aloud, "Who are you?" Where is this? ”

The person in front of me shook, but the voice came from behind me: "I'm Mr. Lu, and you're in a dream now." ”

I shook my head, and I didn't believe it in my heart. I asked, "Who the hell are you?" Why impersonate Mr. Lui? ”

The voice was silent.

I hesitated for a moment, then boldly walked over to the figure.

As the distance closes, the white fog continues to dissipate. By the time I got behind the figure, I finally saw him.

It's a paper man. His back was to me, and he was shaking incessantly.

I was startled, took a step back, and drank, "Who the hell are you?" What do you want to do? ”

The voice behind him sounded again: "I am really Mr. Lu, I am a ghost now, and my yang energy is very weak, so I can't talk to you face to face, so I can only turn my back to you." ”

I spun around and asked, "Where are you?" Is this paper figure you? Why is your voice behind me? ”

The voice was silent for a moment, then said, "This paper figure is me." He brought my soul here. ”

I said loudly: "You can't be Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu is keeping a vigil in the Evil Bodhisattva Temple. ”

The voice said, "My body is watching, and my soul has reached the empty house." Zhao Mang, I'm here to say goodbye to you. ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Farewell?" What do you mean? Why say goodbye? ”

The voice said, "Senior brother has sent me a message, he has found Master's location, and I am going to pick them up." ”

When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment, and then without thinking about it, I whispered, "Congratulations." ”

Having said this, I asked a little strangely: "Is it so smooth?" Your senior brother just asked for death, and the news came that night? Why do I feel that something is not quite right? ”

When I asked, it was quiet, and the voice never sounded again.

I was puzzled and shouted, "Mr. Lu, are you still there?" But there was no response.

I slowly walked behind the paper figure. The paper figure had his back to me, still trembling, as if the wind was blowing on him.

I stretched out my foot and kicked it carefully. The paper figure shook and did not fall.

I cautiously walked around to him to see what was on the front of it.

However, the paper figure seems to have come to life. He actually spun around slowly, always facing me with his back to me.

I swallowed and foamed, thinking, "Why are you so evil today?" ”

I boldly reached out my hand, put it on the paper man's shoulder, and with a single force, turned the paper man around.

The paper figure has no thrush eyes, just a blank face with three words written with a brush: "Mr. Lu." ”

It's just too funny. I don't know if I should be scared or laughed.

Suddenly, the paper man trembled, and a gloomy voice came from inside: "Zhao Mang, you are the third." ”