The legend of Jiming Temple has been circulating in the local area for many years, and people in the provincial capital will choose to go around, unless there is a forced reason to go through Jinji Mountain, and will go up the mountain hard.

Even so, for the deserted temple, even if they saw something strange, everyone basically had a tacit understanding that didn't need to be said - pretending not to see it.

However, in recent years, the Internet has developed, and the live broadcast industry has begun to rise. I've heard that many supernatural channel anchors use the legend of Jiming Temple as a gimmick and go on adventures.

Nothing seems to have happened.

I'd heard a lot about that place before, but I hadn't been to it before. After all, my original intention was not to say that I had a strong sense of justice, cut off the evil demons in the world, and would not go to find that trouble by myself without making money and no one entrusting me.

After sending Chen Yuanyuan home, I went to Jinji Mountain non-stop. Looking for someone to help lead the way in the village under the mountain, the villagers introduced a man named Hong Laosi, who often went into the mountains to pick yams and dried them to sell, and he was very familiar with Jinji Mountain.

As soon as Hong Laosi heard that he would have 500 yuan to take when he went to the mountain, he was happy to drive the car into the yard, urging me to set off quickly.

From Hong Laosi's expression and attitude, I can see that this is probably not the first time he has led the way, and he does not have the fear he imagined when he mentions Jiming Temple, how to say it, the expression on his face is very calm and a little boring.

On the way, I found a conversation and asked him, "Uncle Hong, have anyone else asked you to lead the way into the mountain recently?" ”

Hong Laosi pulled away the weeds and branches blocking the road with his hands, and replied, "Why not?" And quite a few! Let me tell you, they are all going to Jiming Temple, and no one has taken care of the broken temple for decades, so I don't know what to see. Young man, you're also doing that kind of live broadcast, right? You can't use this equipment, people come with cameras, microphones, whatever, a bunch of things! ”

I smiled and didn't explain, and then asked, "I heard that the Jiming Temple is haunted." Uncle Hong, aren't you afraid? ”

"What the hell, I've grown so big, I haven't seen a ghost yet. It's all spread from outside, that Jiming Temple, it used to be a very effective temple for children, as long as the woman who came to this big temple to pray for a child, no matter what age or physical problems, she will get pregnant soon after she goes home, and the more mysterious woman is not a child when she gives birth, all of them are twins. "Hong Laosi talked about these things with relish, he is a local, he grew up listening to these stories, and he knows a lot more than I hearsay.

As we spoke, we walked. The mountain road is also really difficult to walk, obviously it is the weather in August in the northeast, and I walked down the mountain road for a few hours, and I was sweating all over the body.

Finally, I saw the Jiming Temple in front of me.

Although the reputation of Jiming Temple is big, the scale is not enough.

Placed in the side row of Buddhist temples, I am afraid that it is not even a third-rate temple.

The high wall encloses dozens of acres of land, there is neither the previous heavy Tianwang Palace, the bell tower, the drum tower, nor the latter heavy lecture hall and the Tibetan scripture pavilion, there is only a lonely Daxiong Treasure Hall and a few rows of Zen rooms.

Hong Laosi led the way, and the two of us stopped in front of the door of Sanjie.

Hong Laosi found a stone that was pleasing to the eye and sat down to drink water, and there was a clatter. I stared at the temple and couldn't help frowning: the color of this temple ...... The white ones, up to the roof tiles and down to the stone steps of the gate, are all white.

Not the crystal white of Beijing, not the whiteness of divine radiance, but the pale—the skin of a dead man, the dark, cold pale.

"It turns out that this is not the case, although this temple is simple, but it is also painted with Zhumen Stanley, gold cover and colorful buildings, quite a bit of color." Hong Laosi wiped his mouth and explained to me: "But decades have passed, and no one has taken care of it, I don't know when it started, this temple suddenly began... It's starting to fade. Anyway, it's quite strange, it loses its color visibly with the naked eye, and even the plaque on the top of the door is no exception, and all the colors are slowly fading, and finally it becomes what it is now. ”

"It's a miracle indeed." I nodded, and took a step inside.

Hong Laosi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up and called: "Young man, are you really going in?" Now it's getting dark, aren't you afraid there's something inside? ”

I waved my hand and said, "It's okay, I'll come out when I see it." Uncle Hong, just wait outside, I'll come out soon. ”

The black dwarf said that He Luo might be buried here, and this Jiming Temple is a little weird. Since I'm here, I have to investigate it carefully, Hong Laosi refuses to set foot in it, but it is exactly what I want.

Turning into the temple, Uncle Long and Lin Qiao appeared in unison, staring at the big temple and frowning. At this time, I also heard an uninvited 'disdainful' snort, and when I turned my head, I saw a cold young man sitting on the wall, fanning the wind with a folding fan. Seems to be waiting for me to find him.

"You seem to be idle, huh?" I couldn't help but laugh a little and asked Master Xiao.

Xiao stood up and jumped off the wall: "Where is Lao Tzu's love, do you care?" ”

With that, Xiao Dangjia walked straight to the dark hall.

Lin Qiao covered his mouth and giggled, and Uncle Long raised his eyebrows and asked me, "Why did you provoke him?" ”

"How did I provoke him? This man is twisted and can't speak well. I shook my head with a smile.

A rare smile appeared on Uncle Long's face and said: "His ability is not small, if you can take him into the hall list and make a name for himself together, it will be a good help." ”

When I heard this, the corners of my mouth couldn't help twitching, and I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "No need, put him in the hall list, I have to be awkwardly killed by him!" ”

Uncle Long was noncommittal, and several people followed Xiao Dangjia into the main hall together.

The hall is extremely high, and the dome is five zhang from the ground. There are no eighteen arhats in the hall, there is no Guanyin Master, the one sitting behind the Huan Gate, under the treasure cover is the golden body of the Buddha, but the left and right are not the Medicine Buddha and the Great Day Buddha, but each has a freak: sitting cross-legged, the upper body is straight, but the body stretches out four arms, and the head is twisted above the shoulders.

Two strange Buddhas, two heads looking at each other, so that worshippers can only see the side face of the strange Buddha.

Two sides, looking at each other and smiling. The smile is cheerful and kind, so although the shape of the strange Buddha is strange, it is not scary at first glance, on the contrary, it makes people feel that the two 'brothers' are close and friendly, and they can't help but smile with 'them'.

The area of the main hall is not small but empty, almost at a glance, several immortals quickly turned back and forth a few times, up and down several times, but failed to find the slightest clue.

I didn't participate in the search, but stood at the offering table and looked up at the strange Buddha statue. Even the immortal family can't find a clue, and I went to find it in vain, but the strange Buddha statue is really eye-catching, in Dongchuan Buddhism, there is absolutely no such Buddha.

After a while, I beckoned to Xiao Dangjia: "Come and help me take a look." ”

Xiao was awkward: "If you tell me to come, I'll come?" ”

"Then don't come." I beckoned to Lin Qiao instead, but I didn't wait for her to come over. Xiao Dangjia had already arrived at the side first, looked up at the Buddha statues and sneered: "It's weird, you just let me come to see this?" ”

"Can you die if you talk well?" I sighed helplessly, then turned to the point, and pointed to the strange Buddha statue: "You see the two of them laughing, are they really so happy?" ”

Xiao Dangjia squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a moment: "If you just look at this statue... It's really harmonious, and it's really happy to smile. ”

I shook my head: "It always feels wrong. ”

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