The fox's nails were only half a lighter-long and pitch-black and shiny.

It looks like a crooked crescent black jade.

When I got the paw, the fox lady nodded in satisfaction.

Squinting and smiling at me:

"What's your name, young man?"

"I, my name is Qin Ze!"

With a little nervousness, I replied.

At the moment, it seems that the fox lady is not a threat to me, so I am not so scared in my heart.

But there is still some precaution and vigilance.

The fox lady "giggled" a few times:

"Qin Ze. Grandma remembers your name.

But if you lose your life, you have to find it yourself.

You can't hold what others are looking for.

Grandma couldn't interfere too much.

Now what are you supposed to do, why are you going!

Grandma won't delay you......"

After saying that, the old fox lady took a few steps to the side with a club.

I don't really understand what the phrase "if you lose your life, find it yourself".

It can be seen that the fox lady gave way and no longer hesitated.

Holding the fox paw she gave me, I smiled slightly:

"Thank you, thank you, grandma!"

After saying that, I grabbed the half of the fox's paws and the cloth bag, and ran to the City God Temple.

After running more than ten meters, I looked back.

I found that the fox lady had disappeared.

It was pitch black behind him, save for swaying weeds and trees.

I'm very depressed.

Luck is low, and really anything weird can happen.

In the first twenty years, I didn't bump into anything.

But in the past few days, strange things have happened one after another.

Now in order to survive, I have to go to the temple and trade dirty things.

I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down and face reality.

Speed up your pace and speed.

Because it's only a few minutes until ten o'clock in the evening.

Fortunately, the distance was not far, and I quickly came to the front of the City God Temple.

This place has been demolished, and the City God Temple has long been dilapidated.

Weeds had grown on the roofs, and a few pieces of paint had fallen off the walls.

The yard was full of weeds and dead leaves.

I walked quickly to the temple and pushed open the dilapidated wooden door.

"Squeaky ......"

A shrill sound sounded, and a puff of musty dust was lifted in the room.

I fanned it with my hand, covered my mouth and nose and coughed lightly.

The temple was cold and dark, and the view was very bad.

I took out my lighter, lit it and lit it.

The firelight flickered, barely seeing the surroundings.

The temple was in shambles, and there were no statues left on the shrines.

There was only an offering table made of stone and an overturned stone incense burner.

In front of the offering table, there was also a broken rhubarb cloth.

In addition to these, all that was left in the entire temple were broken bowls, hay and plastic bags.

According to what Master Gu said, after coming to the City God Temple.

The first thing I did was light incense.

I took out three sticks of incense and lit them quickly.

Then he inserted it into the stone incense burner on the offering table.

The short incense flickered and burned quickly, as if someone was blowing on it.

As soon as the incense was inserted, the rising smoke spread out and swirled around the temple.

I didn't pay much attention to the short incense.

Instead, he quickly took out two flattened paper bowls.

Spread it out with your hands and place it neatly on the ground.

I put the rice and eggs I bought from the Rose Market in separate bowls.

I was very quick and did this.

I immediately got under the offering table and lay on my stomach.

Looking at the time, there was still a minute left until ten o'clock in the evening.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

After a night of twists and turns, I finally completed the explanation that Master Gu gave me.

For the rest, it's just a matter of waiting.

I lay motionless under the offering table, and could only see two black paper bowls through a small gap under the yellow cloth.

Ten o'clock was here in a blink of an eye.

In the temple, it seems to have gotten colder.

I lay down under the offering table, hunched up, vigilantly watching the changes in the temple.

After more than half an hour, a cough suddenly sounded in the silent temple.

"Ahem!"

It's not loud, but it's clear.

And the sound seemed to come from the offering table above me.

Hearing this voice suddenly made my heart tighten.

Looking up slightly, he looked at the offering table above his head.

The person who felt the cough was sitting on it.

The old people said; There are no gods in the temple dwelling ghosts.

In this temple of the city god, there is no statue of the god.

Now except for me, the rest is nothing but dirt.

Although I was prepared in my heart.

But when it came time to really come into contact with these things, I still couldn't help but feel scared.

I craned my neck nervously, even lowering my breathing.

I don't know how these filthy things will trade with me!

About half an hour later, two more coughs were heard overhead.

"Ahem......"

My heart was empty, I was nervously gritting my teeth, and my body didn't dare to move.

And with these two coughs later.

I felt as if the moonlight was being blocked.

The whole offering table was dark.

Keep your head down and look out through the gap under the yellow cloth.

When I looked at it, I found a pair of black cloth shoes, standing on tiptoe, walking towards me.

The steps are small and there is no sound.

He approached step by step, and finally stood motionless in front of the two black paper bowls.

I could clearly feel a chill rushing down the table.

The cold feeling made me shiver.

This invisible depression makes me feel like I am pressing a big stone in my heart.

It wasn't until after a while that I noticed the thing that was holding my foot and slowly bent down.

Stretching out a hand with black nails but white hands, he slowly grabbed the eggs in the black paper bowl.

I didn't dare to make a sound.

Because Master Gu said that after entering the City God Temple.

Unless someone asks a question, you must not take the initiative to say a word.

And the miserable white hands are about to catch the eggs.

But as soon as his hand touched, he retracted violently.

It seemed that the egg was so hot that he didn't dare to take it.

Then the man was seen on tiptoe, pacing back and forth in front of two paper bowls.

A few minutes passed.

Only then did I hear a complaining and low old man's voice:

"What do you mean, just show it and don't eat it?"