Yaowang Temple is on a low mountain peak on the outskirts of Xuerong Village. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was barely condescending, and if it was daytime, you should be able to see the whole of the entire Blood Rong Village.

Probably because there were troops stationed in the sixties, the road from the village entrance to Yaowangmiao was not too difficult to walk, and there was a simple stone and dirt road in the middle, which was not wide, but it could also allow a car to pass smoothly.

We circled up the dirt road, which was clearly marked on the satellite map, and soon came to the temple gate.

As we stepped out of the car under the headlights, we were immediately greeted by the closed temple gate and the mottled walls.

To tell the truth, the temple was very dilapidated, compared to the photos of the American expedition, because of the erosion of the wind and rain, the rubble wall had been reduced by a third, so that I could see the black temple gate and the main hall inside the wall with a single foot.

From the hazy images of the night, I judged that there was a main hall and two side houses in this temple, the scale was not small, and there were many weeds on the eaves of the temple, and because of the light, I couldn't see the tile pattern in Jonson's photo at all.

At this time, I suddenly saw a light in the temple.

It's dark, but ...... Lights indeed!

The most interesting thing about these two side rooms is that the room to the west is still lit with dim lights, and it is obvious that there are still people.

I took my head back and quickly told everyone what I had discovered, and at the same time, everyone also stood on their toes and saw the lights in the Yaowang Temple.

In amazement, everyone retracted their heads and stared at each other with a look of surprise.

No one thought that there were still people living in such a dilapidated temple.

And this is by no means good news.

Because of the unfriendliness of the villagers of Xuerong Village before, each of us was a little disappointed. So this discovery did not cause us to be excited, on the contrary, we felt a sincere frustration.

Could it really be that you can only spend the night in the car?

Unwillingly, I walked to the temple gate, thinking that I would try it once, if I could open the door of the villagers, it would be the best, but if I couldn't open it, I couldn't do it.

In a hurry, I walked to the white and leaky wooden door in front of the Yaowang Temple, and knocked desperately a few times.

After the dull sound, an extremely young child's voice said leisurely: "Who! ”

I immediately returned: "Friend! He who went to the road at night. ”

The courtyard was silent again.

After about half a minute, I saw a faint light through the gap in the wooden door.

Then, a stumbling footstep sounded from far and near, and after the heavy latch opened, a human head poked out.

To my surprise, we were greeted not by a child, but by an old lady with white hair.

The old lady's face was like a brown date, her spirit was exhausted, her eyes were wide-eyed, and she seemed startled by our sudden appearance.

But then, her round eyes gradually narrowed, and at the same time she calmly asked me, "Which one?!" ”

Because of being a soldier, I understand the Guizhou dialect a little bit, and I know that she is asking me, "Who?" What are you doing", and judging from the old lady's expression and the way she spoke, I knew that she knew some Chinese.

Therefore, I recalled some basic Guizhou words in my mind when I was in the army, tried my best to learn his tone, and replied with a smile: "Those who run away at night are not allowed by the village, and those who are 'cold and begging for smoke' outside want to spend the night in the temple." ”

I didn't tell the old man the specific purpose, but I made it clear to her that the village was not allowed to enter.

On top of that, I also said it was cold outside and I wanted to spend the night.

As I spoke, I understood that nature could not be in vain, so I quickly stretched out my hand and held the hundred yuan in my pocket in front of the old lady.

After that, it was only up to the old man's reaction.

In the face of my "request for help", the old lady did not immediately agree, nor did she close the door and drive away, but looked up at the group of people behind me, and said with a solemn expression: "I'm blind Kohler, how many of you are scattered?" I'm afraid it's not spacious enough. ”

The old lady said that she was "blind", which meant that she couldn't see clearly, but I knew that although she meant to drive us away, she still meant to let us stay.

When the old man is undecided, I have to behave.

Therefore, I quickly changed my tune and told the old man that we don't live all of them, that someone will watch the car, and that the money must be enough, and they will not walk around.

While talking, I hurriedly presented a few copies of Grandpa Mao, lest the old lady change his hexagram, so I stuffed it directly into her hand.

To my delight, the old lady hesitated, but at last took the money, and she shook the lamp for a moment, then opened the door and motioned for us to come in.

After a thousand thanks, we finally had a place to live, and then a group of people left Wang Roar and Baturu to watch the car, and carried valuable equipment and materials into the east room of the Yaowang Temple.

After that, the old lady showed us the hut and the kitchen, and told us: "I must not enter my house at night, there are children in it, don't scare him!" ”

I nodded, confirming my previous judgment that there were indeed children here, and I could further speculate that only the two grandparents lived in this temple.

After getting the approval, we returned to the east side hall of the Yaowang Temple under the guidance of the old lady.

The old lady handed us the key to the east hall and said, "It's late, rest early." ”

I nodded, turned on my flashlight, and looked around at the scenery in the east wing of the Yaowang Temple.

In the east wing, although dilapidated, it was cleaned up by the old man.

I can tell from the remnants of the frescoes preserved in the temple that the former decorations and carvings here were very ornate, but with the passage of time, they have lost all their brilliance.

There is only one bunk in front of us, and it is not a special bed or kang, but a altar dedicated to the gods in the past.

Because of the ruthlessness of the years, there is no god statue on the sacrifice, and all that remains is an empty pedestal.

All this, in the depths of my mind, coincided with the black-and-white photos of Americans nearly a hundred years ago, and the outside of the frame made me feel lonely and the ruthlessness of the years.

"Hey!" I let out a long sigh and said, "Things are not people! ”

In my lamentation, the old lady who had turned around went and returned, and she looked at me suspiciously and said, "Have you been here?" ”

I knew that the old man would be mistaken, so I waved my hand and explained, I had only seen this place in the computer photos before, and I had not actually been here.

Just after I explained this, Momiji suddenly remembered our "mission", so she quickly took the opportunity of the old lady's still being there, took out her tablet, and asked the old man if he had heard about the goddess of Miaojiang and Heilan Bocheng while rummaging through the photos.

When the white-haired old man heard the three words goddess flower, his body trembled obviously. Then he indifferently asked us, "Are you here to look for flowers?" ”