This does not bode well.

About half an hour later, the two came to the mountain temple, the temple door was closed, obviously abnormal, who would have the heart to close, but the wooden door full of holes could not cover anything at all.

The two of them dared to peek through the doorway, only to see that it was dark inside, and there was no light at all, which made it even more unbelievable, as if they were blindfolded.

At this time, the little earth dog began to be restless, and after escaping from Xiao Mao's hands like crazy, he ran and disappeared into the night with his short limbs, without even a call.

A series of phenomena can be explained very reasonably, so that the two do not know why, but the fear in the heart arises spontaneously, I have to say that a certain sense of sensitivity of the animal is beyond the reach of people, although I don't understand what the little earth dog is afraid of, but give the two of them a solemn warning, but even at this moment, no one retreated.

The cool breeze in the mountains is not as breathless as the seaside, but it still blows in a flurry. The two of them divided into one side, pushed their hands open the wooden door, only to hear a "creak", and three coffins appeared in front of them.

In fact, this was all within Jiang Shoushou's expectations, he knew very well that the reason why he couldn't see anything in the temple when he snooped just now, there must be something blocking between the clay statue and the wooden door, and the eight achievements were coffins that disappeared out of thin air. But after thinking about it, why everyone had only heard that a coffin that they had never seen before would appear at this time, could it be a sign of something, a warning, and in an instant, a biting cold wind poured from his trouser leg to the top of his head, and he reached out and touched his neck. shivered, glanced sideways, and Xiao Mao, who was next to him just now, was gone.

Jiang Ren's heart "chuckled", cold sweat broke out in his palms, and he glanced around, except for the sound of his own heartbeat, there was no breath of a living person at all, and there was no sound around, and even the noise of wild things in the mountains was silent.

Jiang Shou Shou suppressed his voice and shouted Xiao Mao's name in all directions, and he wanted to have the slightest response. Even Xiao Mao's greeting before fleeing alone is stronger than nothing.

Now only I am left. Without an audience, let alone support, Jiang Shoushou thought of running away, after all, it was a kindergarten year. After all, I have never experienced the hardships and dangers of life. Even the lessons of the elders have not been learned. Walking is the most appropriate way. In fact, the whole thing has nothing to do with him, and he will be laughed at for a few days at most. He is not the only one who retreats, there is only one life, and there is a chance to get ahead in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren's confidence began to waver, and his steps back became bigger and bigger, suddenly, he heard someone laughing, but it was not right, it seemed to be the cry of a night owl, and when he listened carefully, it was more like a woman's treacherous laughter, I don't know where it came from, piercing and indifferent, as if it was in his ears. He panicked when he heard this, covered his ears with both hands, and unexpectedly the two bamboo tubes tied around his waist fell down at once.

The two bamboo tubes, one large and one small, the big one holds old wine, and the small one is a fire fold.

Before Jiang Shoushou set off, he specially went from home, and he thought that a fire burned the mountain temple, and it was the most direct and appropriate way.

The bamboo tube that appeared in front of him at this time reminded him of the purpose of coming before, if it weren't for so many situations, why would he have lost his mind. The strange evil laughter seemed to be laughing at his timidity, so his heart was crossed, and he still followed the original plan, even if there were three more coffins in the plan for no reason.

He blew the fire fold, rushed to the mountain temple, carried the depressing feeling brought by the coffin, and hurriedly packed up the hay scattered in all corners into a pile, and was lucky enough to light it all at once, but with the flames writhing without wind, the ghostly sound became louder and louder, and the more he laughed, the happier he became.

Jiang Ren's heart tightened, and he raised his eyes to look, the moon outside the door was slanted, the lonely branches and leaves were moving, and the light and fire shone on his face to cover his eyes and mouth, his nose and ears, and there was no full picture. In normal times, adults would scold their children for not playing with fire at night, but now, he wants someone to drive him away like this, and he begins to regret his decision, why should he take on the thankless job.

Time was pressing, seeing that the hay was about to burn out, the flames were getting smaller and smaller, and there was no fire as much as he imagined, Jiang Shou panicked, lost his sense of proportion, and hurriedly pulled out the stopper of the big bamboo tube and poured old wine down. He had seen someone because of alcoholism, the house burned down to the beams, so he subconsciously thought that wine could make the fire burn more vigorously, thinking that the fire and wine would definitely make the fire spread unscrupulously, but he never thought that the alcohol concentration of his old wine was low, and when he poured it, it would extinguish the fire that was like a dangerous egg.

The darkness engulfed the mountain temple again, and Jiang Shou was annoyed by his actions and ran out of the door. As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and at this stage it can be explained that it is easy to enter the temple and difficult to get out of the temple.

I only heard a heavy sound of "pop", the door closed for no reason, and before Jiang Shoushou could react, he hit it head-on, and it was a "snap" sound, he felt dizzy, stumbled a few steps, and fainted.

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When Jiang Shoushou came back to his senses, he only felt that his mouth was dry and his breath was not smooth, and he didn't know how much time had passed, and when he touched his body, he was fine, his limbs and head could move, but he blinked his eyes, he couldn't see his five fingers, and it was still pitch black, darker than before he fainted, as if he was lying in a coffin.

By the way, the coffin, for some reason, the terrible appearance of the three coffins suddenly appeared in his mind, and it was opening the lid to greet him. He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, so he wanted to get up first to figure out where he was, and as soon as he raised his head, his forehead hit the plank again, and because the movement was too violent, blood actually hit out of the same position, and drop by drop slowly flowed from his forehead, the bridge of his nose to his lips.

He wiped it, and immediately focused on groping around his body, the real touch made him have to believe in reality, this is a confined space, what can a long square not be a coffin. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, someone must have taken advantage of his unpreparedness to deliberately play tricks. He thought of Xiao Mao, who suddenly disappeared, could it be that the voice was also Xiao Mao's pretend, Xiao Mao's parents were street jugglers earlier, and they only settled down since Xiao Mao was born, and the most praised skill is ventriloquism, learning what is like what, and several times he can't tell whether it's true or false. Xiao Mao was more or less taught by mouth, and naturally pretended to be presentable, especially when he was at a loss.

It is human nature that people tend to have a tendency to self-comfort at critical moments when they encounter difficulties or dangers, and this is also true of Jiang Shoushou. (To be continued......)