"This ...... Is this Li Yang? The brass keyhole was as wide as a cow's egg.

I was also a little dazed, staring up and down the statue carefully. If you look into it carefully, you can only say that it looks suspicious of Li Yang. This wood-carved figure does not have very special physiognomy features, and the lines on the face are soft and round, which has seven points of resemblance to Li Yang.

If it were him, many places would not make sense. This Yin Temple has been located for many years, and according to the middle-aged man who set up the stall, a few years ago, Lord Yama had dreamed of another golden body. Well, Peng Liang's time to build the self-proclaimed Lord of Hades barely coincides with this statement. Li Yang couldn't explain it at all, he went to the yin to save me, and it only happened in a day or two, how could there already be a statue of a god standing in the temple?

Sherlock Holmes once said that when all the impossible things are ruled out, the rest is the most unreasonable truth. If the statue in front of me is Li Yang, then I can think of only one possibility, that is, Li Yang has today's fate, escaped into the ghost realm without a trace, and it was already a predetermined ending many years ago! He is now likely to be taken into the self-created underworld by Brother Peng and become his right-hand man.

I told Copperlock about the idea, and Copperlock nodded: "Makes sense." If that's the case, it's not necessarily a good ending. At least we can know that Lu Dao did not suffer in that world, and he became an official. ”

We whispered and walked slowly towards the apse. The area of the apse is much smaller than the front, and there is a swarthy stone tablet in the corner, and a group of people leaned over to look at it. I don't know what era the inscription on it was written, but it is all boasting of the merits of Lord Yama, saying that his old man "has a superbly underground palace, a heroic spirit as a god, and a powerful town in the underworld." Grace is the realm, and the people of Deb. The people feel its kindness, more and more admiration and faith, passed down from generation to generation, and the incense continues. "This is Lord Yama, the entire Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The temple is not very big, and this is considered the end of the visit. The brass lock and I walked out of the apse door, and the sky outside was a little clearer. Looking into the distance, I saw a factory ruins in the distance, and a group of travelers were talking and laughing, and they were about to go to the factory to take pictures. That place may be the cement factory that Wang Xiaoyu described as killing the little girl.

This trip is not without gain, and it is about the knowledge that Li Yang was taken away by Peng Liang. Go back and tell Granny Bai, maybe this is a clue. We were about to leave when we heard the sound of two men talking in a corner outside the base of the wall. We heard that it was the two Lori schoolgirls.

One of them said, "Tong Tong, don't make a fool of yourself, let's go back after the incense." ”

"You go back first. Oh, by the way, you go back and tell my mom that I'm going to spend the night at their house, and tell her not to worry. She wanted to know that I would stay here at night and break my legs. The boy said.

"Oh, why do you want to live here? This is the Yin Temple, so scary. Tong Tong, don't forget, you just disappeared and now you have come back, do you still want an accident? ”

The one named Tong Tong was silent for a long time and said, "I can feel that my disappearance has a lot to do with this Yin Temple, and I must find the secret here." Don't worry, I'm only going to stay for one night, and with or without results, I'll be home tomorrow. ”

The one cried urgently: "Wang Zitong! What if you go missing again, or if something happens to you? Your mom came to me, what did I say? Am I not a murderer? ”

Wang Zitong said: "Don't cry, I'll give you a handwritten letter, stating that if I disappear, it has nothing to do with you Li Jing." ”

"Why are you so bent on doing it?"

Wang Zitong said: "They said that tonight Lord Yama will return to the yang and will come to the world from the underworld, and I want to seize this good opportunity." In addition, I also discovered a big secret about this Yin Temple, and I will only tell you one person, so don't tell ...... outside."

Then the two girls lowered their voices and chattered. Copperlock and I stood in the dark, leaning our ears to listen, but I couldn't hear clearly. Wang Zitong said something, and his female companion Li Jing kept gasping.

After finishing speaking, Li Jing was no match for Wang Zitong and stomped away. The prince was full of pride, and with his little hands behind his back, he walked back from the base of the wall, and was making eye contact with us. Wang Zitong stared at us with wide eyes, I and Copper Lock are both old rivers and lakes, and we are thick-skinned, and Copper Lock looked at her with a smile. Wang Zitong snorted, ignored us, and walked into the Yin Temple.

Looking at her back, the copper lock patted me on the shoulder: "Lao Liu, I suddenly have an idea." ”

I laughed, "Not leaving tonight?" Let's stay and see the excitement too? ”

"Oh, the one who knows me is Lao Liu. Brother Liu, what do you think? The brass lock was also closed.

I said, "I don't care, it's whether you have the guts or not." Don't be scared to pee your pants, I'll have to buy you a pee ring. ”

Copper Lock grinned: "Old Liu, you are really a bald old monk who laughs at it." I've been through a hundred battles, but I'm afraid that you will drop the chain when the time comes, and thank God if you don't cause trouble for me. ”

It's still early. The two of us followed our travelers around Yuncun, and after visiting the Yin Temple, we went to the cement factory. The place was dirty, broken, and smelled choking. As far as the eye can see, it is full of dilapidated and scrapped machines, and there is really nothing to look at. followed them into Yun Village, which was really broken, with a yard of small bungalows made of bricks and stones, leaking on all sides. The ground in the village is full of potholes, and every step on it is full of mud. One by one, these travelers were either Nike or Adida, and they were all dirty, but they didn't care, but they were more interested. There are photography enthusiasts, holding a large lens sheet against a broken wall to shoot back and forth, I really don't know what flowers can be photographed.

The villagers stood at the door of their homes, wearing torn cotton jackets and holding their hands, looking at these descendants from the city, like watching monkeys. Some villagers guided everyone to the firewood house where the murder occurred. Don't say, that place is really yin, eerie yin.

At the door of the wooden house of the murder case, there is also a wooden sign with bright red paint that reads: This place is dangerous, it is forbidden to approach.

But the more this happens, the more excited the travelers become, and they want to go into the wooden house to take pictures. At the door sat an old man from the countryside, stretching out his hand to ask for money. Ten yuan per person, up to three, with a time limit of ten minutes. Copper Lock and I originally wanted to go in and have a look, but when we saw that the line was full, there could be twenty people. A group of three, a group of ten minutes, which takes more than an hour.

We stopped looking at it as soon as we put it together, and it didn't look like anything to look at. Listening to Chen Ping'an, the police searched this place more than ten times, turned it upside down, and all the valuable things were searched.

When it came to the meal spot, we walked around the village and finally found a home-cooked restaurant. When I went in and inquired, the dish was ridiculously expensive, and a plate of scrambled eggs cost fifty. The copper lock sighed: "It's really relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat the water, and relying on the dead to eat the old ghosts." The Chinese are all geniuses who play with their hearts. ”

There is nowhere else to go in this barren mountain range, so you can only make do here. The two of us were eating, and a large group of travelers came in to eat when they were tired of playing, one by one they were very excited, looking at each other's photos, and posting Weibo and Moments, and they were very busy. Many people said that they were going to set up a tent in the wild tonight to see the rare Lord Yama appear in the sun, and maybe they would be able to take some wonderful photos at that time.

Their courage is still small, so Tongsuo and I decided to live directly in the Yin Temple and get in touch with Lord Yama at zero distance.

Time passed quickly, it was past six o'clock in the evening, we had a simple bite to eat, and decided to set off for the Yin Temple. It was getting dark in the mountains very quickly, and it was already a little difficult to walk the mountain road at this time, and after walking for a long time, I finally saw the hazy Yin Temple in front of me.

Just as he was about to pass, an old villager came slowly with a donkey cart and shouted, "Why are you going?" ”

We didn't dare to say that we would go to the Yin Temple, and the copper lock said: "Uncle, we are going home, and the car is outside." ”

The old man said, "Hurry up, this realm is not clean at night, especially tonight when Lord Yama returns to the sun." ”

Don't say that this old man is really enthusiastic, we hurry up to thank you. The old man said: "You descendants from the city, you don't know the height of the sky, and you still go to this place to take pictures!" If you don't die, you don't know how powerful you are! Hurry home, don't wander around here. None of us villagers dare to walk this night road at night, and tonight every household has to go up and close their doors in advance, which is too dangerous. ”

My heart was pounding as I listened, and I looked at the copper locks. The copper lock made the old man a little frightened, shrunk his head, and swallowed his saliva.

At this time, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the mountain wind is strong, and the whining sound is very low, and it really sounds like a kind of moan made by many men and women gathered together. I don't dare to think about it, and the back of my neck is cool.

The old man waved his whip to urge the donkey to hurry away, but he was also afraid, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind us to hurry home and not to linger in this vicinity. If he knew that we would live in the Yin Temple tonight, he would probably be able to plant one head from the donkey cart.

Sending him away, the copper lock rubbed his face and said, "Lao Liu, don't forget it, my heart is beating so much......"

I said, "Tonight, Peng Liang's Lord Yan is still young, maybe he will bring Li Yang out!" No matter how dangerous it is, this is a rare opportunity. Copper Lock, you don't have to take any risks, you go back to the village to rest. After all, Li Yang suffered a great disaster because of me, and I have the responsibility and obligation to get him back. Even if it's a crowd of demons tonight, I'll have to fight my way through. ”

Copper Lock sighed: "Let's go, can I still be a deserter when it's all here?" ”

The two of us took advantage of the darkness of the night to hurry to the Yin Temple, and finally arrived at the door of the apse of the Yin Temple. The copper lock pushed the door forward, and it was actually locked. He pushed a little harder, but he couldn't push it away at all. We circled around the outer wall for half a circle, found a dilapidated and collapsed hole, and climbed along the collapsed wall into the Yin Temple.

We didn't dare to act rashly, so we huddled outside and waited for a while. Outside the wall was a howling cold wind, but inside the wall was silent, and the whole temple was dark and cold, completely devoid of the lively fireworks of the day.

We crept into the apse. It's cold here, a thousand times colder than during the day, and it's bitterly cold. This cold is not brought by the wind, but like an invisible tide, drifting quietly, thick and long. The cold completely enveloped us and burrowed into our clothes.

The copper lock trembled and took out the flashlight and was about to turn it on, I grabbed his hand, made a shushing gesture, and said in a low voice: "There is light ahead." ”

The brass lock patted me, and the two of us scurried along the base of the wall with our waists bent over, hiding in the shadows, and came to the front hall.

There was indeed someone in the front hall, it was the little girl named Wang Zitong. Her actions at this time were really terrifying, and she was turning on a flashlight and crawling onto the altar table.

Copperlock's eyes straightened: "Fuck, what is she going to do?" ”

Wang Zitong climbed onto the offering table, first looked left and right vigilantly, and then went straight to Li Yang's statue.