"Who is it!?" I asked tremblingly.

But he didn't answer.... It made me even more frightened.

And, judging from the location outside the window, it seems to be right in the middle-aged uncle, where the motorcycle is parked.

I became more cautious and said, "It's not going to be a car thief, is it?"

After all, in these ten miles and eight towns, a motorcycle is very valuable..... I cautiously went over and pushed the middle-aged uncle: "Uncle, uncle, it seems that someone is stealing the car!"

"I've been busy helping people since last night, and I haven't had anyone for two days," the uncle didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand blankly to drive me away, and said nonsense: "Don't bother me, wait for dawn when the rain stops!"

"Uncle," I was anxious, "someone stole your motorcycle..."

"Leave him alone," the middle-aged uncle was still talking nonsense, "let him steal!"

"I," I really convinced this middle-aged uncle.... Thinking of him just now, he didn't even want to mention any money to me, I really didn't want to care about him.

But calm down and think again, if the car is stolen, whether it is back to the town or to their village tomorrow, it will have to rely on this motorcycle.

In desperation, I mustered up the courage and walked cautiously... I saw the man, standing motionless outside the window.

How to look, how to look like a car thief.

I was bold, picked up a brick, and rushed out of the temple door.

I didn't say a word to that person, like a ruthless person.... He threw the brick viciously, and cursed in his mouth: "Kill you car thief!"

The bricks did fall on the man in green, as I expected.... But it didn't scream as I had imagined.

Instead, as the bricks fell, the man did fall to the ground, but he only made a sound, a slight cracking sound, followed by a "clang", and the bricks bounced to the ground.

At this moment, I was stunned, I was sure that my brick had been hit!

Didn't that man scream!?

At this moment, I felt the strangeness of the matter, and I swallowed with trembling saliva, afraid that what I saw just now was a ghost, and then afraid that the brick just now really killed someone.

I walked over with trepidation, and with the help of the firewood in the temple, the light penetrated through the broken window, and I couldn't see the people under my feet clearly, and I could only see the green clothes and black shadows vaguely.

Just as I stepped forward tremblingly, there was a thunderclap, and the lightning reflected the dark shadows on the ground.

In a flash, my whole body was numb, and there was a broken paper figure on the ground.

The paper figure was half-tattered and dressed in green. Even the blush that is so worn out that even the blush on the face has begun to fade.

At this time, I realized that I had mistaken the paper figure.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, I felt something was wrong in my heart.... I vaguely remember that the shadow outside the window at that time was a body of wet hair.

Thinking of this, I broke out in a cold sweat on my back, adding the shadow of the paper figure in recent times... I was subconsciously scared.

I hurriedly returned to the ruined temple, and after closing the temple door, I went to try to wake up the middle-aged uncle.

The mouth kept murmuring: "Uncle, uncle wake up.... Wake up!"

"What are you doing," the uncle was extremely impatient: "I told you, it's dawn, are you bothered!?" The uncle turned to the side and continued to sleep.

"Uncle," I always felt, "here, here doesn't seem quite right, let's go!"

The uncle waved his hand and muttered, "If you want to go, you can go by yourself!"

"How do I get there on my own!?" I was speechless.... Coming to this broken temple really fulfilled that sentence, there is no village in front of you, and you can't go to the store in the back.

Even if I wanted to go back, I didn't know where to go.

The grievances of that moment overcame the fear.... I went back to the corner where I had curled up, and I didn't bother to dry my clothes, and sat down in front of the firewood and closed my eyes.

In this state of extreme fear, at first I couldn't sleep at all... The torrential rain and wind blew through the broken walls and tiles, and the "woo" sound of the wind seeped like a ghost crying.

There was also the broken door of the temple of the mountain, which was blown open by the wind after a while, and swayed with the strong wind, making a constant "crunch, crunch" sound.

And the strange wind blowing back to the hall made my back chill for a while, as if someone was exhaling beside me.

I didn't open my eyes, and I begged for an out of sight and out of my heart..... An hour, two hours passed.

After a long time, I only heard a strange noise, but nothing strange happened.

My nerves, which were highly tense, relaxed, and once I was too nervous, I became sleepy easily. Before I knew it, I was falling into a deep sleep.

In a daze, suddenly, with a loud "crunch" sound, as if after the movement of closing the door.... The wooden door is not swaying.

I just think it's a middle-aged uncle who wakes up coldly and goes to close the door. Subconsciously, I opened my eyes slightly..... But the moment I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a pair of cloth shoes and little feet, slowly walking towards me, step by step.

Wait a minute.... Cloth shoes!? Feet!?

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