"What do you remember?" Hu Yinman asked.

"I remembered that the place I had stayed in before was a house, it was very dark, and there was a portrait in it, and in the portrait was a person who was wearing a mask like me, and then someone was chasing me, and I was scared, so I ran and ran to a basement, and it turned out that there was a person and a woman crying inside." I muttered about it.

"Ghost stories?" Hu Yinman was a little stunned, and at the same time, I also saw the strange eyes of those people in the house.

I glared at them and wanted to tell Hu Yinman to let them go away, but Hu Yinman immediately told me that these people were her parents, parents and relatives who came to express my life-saving grace, okay, I was sad in my heart, why do I have to be surrounded by people watching a play every time I wake up, although the characters this time are not as complicated as before.

"No, no, no." I gathered my thoughts and said to her, "I have heard such a voice in the Yi village before, at that time I always thought that person was the one who knew the truth about my origins, but then she died in front of me with her own eyes. If I hadn't seen it in my dreams, I might never have known that the woman was a ghost. ”

"No, maybe not what you think." Hu Yinman thought for a moment and glanced at her parents, and I saw those elders walking out one after another. "What if she went to that house for the same purpose as you?" Hu Yinman whispered.

"Why is she crying?" I thought about it, after all, I had heard a footstep before, and it was difficult to say that this footstep was not this woman.

"What did you see in that basement?"

"That's right!" It was a sacrificial scene, and I saw a picture frame of a woman, the frame was Russian, but the person in the portrait seemed to be Chinese. Where is that place? Isn't it domestic? But I did remember a few points of the woman's appearance, if I could see it again one day.

"Hey, hey." Hu Yinman greeted me: "What are you thinking?" ”

"Nothing." I grunted and got up and said to Hu Yinman, "Give me a pair of shoes, I'm going to check something, I remembered something." ”

"Then I'll ask you about it."

"Do you really think you're Herculebon?" I covered my head and stood up dizzily, and took the slippers from Hu Yinman's hand, "Do you have a computer here?" I asked.

"Yes." She reluctantly dragged a long note: "Didn't you ask me?" She puffed up and shoved her laptop into me.

"That's right." Since it was a laptop, I didn't bother to get out of bed, so I sat back on the bed and said to her, "Didn't I say I dreamed of a house before?" I'll show you the drawing. I turned on her computer's drawing tool "This is a room, the room is very small, it should be a storage room, there is a small window here, on top of him, but it was too dark for me to see, I don't know the decorations in the room very well, the wall tiles or something I didn't have time to look at because of the chaos at the time." "Still, I was able to paint a picture of the house for her as she was evading, and I also drew the appearance of the promenade outside.

"Can you help me see what kind of building this is?" I threw my laptop to Hu Yinman, and let myself remember that the portrait, although it was different from what I had seen in the secret room of the Duoqi Temple before, but I was sure that the two portraits were painted by me, could it be that the house was left by the descendants of the prophet? So maybe it's in the Yi people?

No, such a big house can't be the handiwork of the Yi people, Liupanshui? It is the closest city to the Yi people, could it be there? I thought about it and decided to keep the idea for now, and ask Master Rib when the time comes. So the matter of the house is over, so who is that woman? If it is really as Hu Yinman said, that woman must be the same person as me, maybe she went to that place with a different purpose, but she must have a goal, otherwise she would not run to that basement alone, she must know what is in the basement?

What's there? That statue? It's still a portrait of the woman who hangs.

No, it occurred to me why she was crying. In the place of that statue. Could it be that the statue is what she wants to worship? Or is there some kinship between her and the statue? In the same way, the prophet buried under the temple was also the one she was looking for? He bypassed those dangerous stone crevices from the depths of the corridor just to get to that place?

But what else? She's dead, and I can't even ask anything? But since this is the case, I can trace it back to the source, for example, who opened up the land of Zheba where the temple is located, and who is that prophet? It seemed that all the puzzles had to start there, and I was thinking about how to get back when I suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from far and near.

"Okay?" Before I could push the door open, I heard a voice.

Chinese, ugly. That's the standard I gave, and I didn't freeze until I saw people. "Master Rib?"

"Are you alright?" He spoke to me again in that broken tone.

"Ahhh I hadn't spoken yet, and Hu Yinman, who was on the bed and looking at my "work" seriously, suddenly exploded: "You old rascal, who are you?" ”

When she called Master Libu like this, his whole old face turned red.

"Don't mess around." I lifted the covers, jumped in front of her, and held her mouth. "Children are not sensible, don't be surprised."

"It's no wonder that I've seen this old pervert a lot. I have. I quickly picked her up from the bed and threw her out the door, and at the same time I saw her parents standing at the door laughing, Nima I was trembling, I made a mistake to them, immediately closed the door, wiped the sweat.

"Hello." As soon as I turned around, I saw Master Libu sitting on the bed I was sitting on before, looking like an old monk in a settled position, "You are finally here." ”

"I'm grass, don't bring this, this is anti-guest-oriented? What happened before as if it hadn't happened? Old rascals. I was so surprised that I scolded indignantly. Ahem, hello. "But after all, he is an old man and has qualifications, so I can't give him face, so I can only follow his words.

"There's something important coming this time." He said to me in that lame word.

"How do you know Chinese?" I was suddenly surprised.

"There's always something to learn." Ribu shook his head, "In the age of knowledge, you can't learn it." ”

"I'm grass, and I can use words." I couldn't help but scold, this is too demonic, what level is this old man's surname and perception! It's only been a few days, and I've been able to touch the doorway.

"Don't dwell on that." Master Ribu kept the length of his words as short as he could, then slowly leaned over to my side and whispered to my ear, "We're in trouble." ”

"How?" I was suddenly stunned, why did he suddenly say such a thing to me when he had just arrived.

"Didn't I go back before? Do you know why? I was supposed to bury the master on the day we came, but the local police station suddenly ran over and said that someone deliberately murdered us and did not let us be buried for an autopsy, and it stands to reason that this matter originally belonged to him and could be called to the police, but at that time we obviously did not call the police, because if we sorcerers die by accident, they must be buried on the same day, because the deceased who dies by accident must have great resentment, and this resentment gathers into qi and becomes a ghost, a ghost, and the head is separated from the human body. But otherwise, the soul of the deceased will not be gone, and it will attach itself to the body of the deceased. ”

"I know that." I whispered, thinking. That's right, the whereabouts of the rubbings are very puzzling, and it also shows that the stone carvings in that place have a deep meaning for us, but the death of the person who kept the rubbings has become a breakthrough that I was expecting, but at that time, there was a talk of immediate burial, so although I had some thoughts, I didn't say much, but now someone actually called the police? Is it someone like me? "What happened in the end?" I asked hurriedly.

"It was slain, a beggar." Master Libu's tone was lowered, and his face was gloomy.

"Somebody's mixing in there." It immediately became clear to me that this could not have been done by a beggar. "So what do you want to say?"

"You still don't understand? Someone wants to break me away from you. ”

"Is there an internal annihilation?" I understood it at once.

"Maybe that's really the case, but there is one thing you have to understand about our coming to Miao Village, and there are many people who know about it, and there are many people, although it is not a big deal, but about you, a mysterious outsider, is the most important source of gossip in the local area." Master Libu also said to me.

"So you can't say for sure?" I gritted my teeth.

"Yes, but we need to be careful that someone is already targeting us." Master Rib said to me. "I'm going to accompany you this time."

"I'm grass." I couldn't help but curse again. "What kind of conversation is this? Do you have any fucking cultivation, besides, Lao Tzu is a man. "This time it's my turn, my face is flushed, it's really helpless.

"I mean, I'm going with you to find what you need, and by the way, I'm going to do something of my own." Master Ribu still sat there without joy or sorrow.

"It turned out to be revenge." I moved my mouth slightly. "But in that way of expression, I think it's still necessary to learn more about the language, otherwise the words spoken will be less and the sentences will be twisted. By the way, one more thing, do you know who was the original owner of your temple? ”

Then I told Master Rib about my dream experiences and inferences.

"This thing can't be found just by looking up, this thing involves a lot of local legends and history, and I'll find someone to investigate."

"Hmm." I thought about it and agreed, "That's fine, but I still need to recuperate now, and I'll talk about it later if I get there." ”

"Got it." Master Libu suddenly jumped out of bed: "I'll go find a place to stay, if you want to leave for Yunnan, remember to tell me." ”

This old guy actually knew that I was going to Yunnan, but he was really well-informed, and I was lying in bed thinking that there would be one more person around me in the future, and there would be a guarantee of safety.

Saying that, I was bored and walked around Hu Yinman's room, and then I saw a pair of words, the meaning of the words was probably to congratulate her on her successful admission to university, but the appearance of the word was very attractive to me, I recognized it at a glance, yes, this is the handwriting of the line of blood in the organ room of the ancient tomb, exactly the same.

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