Late autumn. The night was cold and drizzling, and the cold wind was howling.

The eastern suburbs of the flag city are bleak and lonely, and the wild color is like ink. Under the desolate earth mountain, a deserted temple is isolated with a black hole.

The north wind is cold, rolling up the residual leaves of the sycamore.

Look at the temple door from a distance, the rusty lock hangs at the door eye, and the fog is cold and hazy.

Hidden inside, the Dharma body of the Four Heavenly Kings has collapsed, like a ghost with a broken skull, a hideous and fierce face, and a vicious look at the world.

In the hall, a table with an overturned broken leg was scattered, scattered with short candles with residual incense, and yellow paper charms.

The empty place of the Buddha gate is more like a house for little ghosts to gather, and it is like a hall of Yama Law. If it weren't for the beggars who had no place to live, and the rogues who robbed money and sought their lives, who would dare to enter this door.

Shaded by darkness, cold rain poured down. The rain and fog suddenly appeared, fast as a ghost, cold as Shura!

Dressed in black, he was invisible, and the steel knife behind his back was cold. Like a Lingyan hunting shadow, as fast as a strong knife, if a breeze steals into the temple.

The hall was empty, and it swept by at a glance. He walked through the hall, quietly crossed the vestibule, and came to the front of the Buddha Hall of Light.

Vision, the red door is wide open, the leaky window opens the black hole, and the Buddha hall is like a magic cave.

The man in black hid under the side window and listened, and the only sound in the hall was the wind whistling. Enter the temple with caution.

In the hall, the mud Buddha has collapsed, and the three treasures are missing. The man in black moved against the wall, his eyes scanning around, but he couldn't find his target. He continued to look for it until he reached the backyard.

The backyard is barren and grassy, the ruins and broken walls are buried, and the foxes and snakes live in the meditation room. The window leaks and breaks the house, and the yin wind is whirring, like a group of demons dancing. The bamboo curtain is broken in half, like a hanging ghost, ringing a long chant.

A deserted house is no different, and people's hearts hide ghosts.

The heart of the nightkin is better than that of Yama, and he specializes in the rule of imps, and the night is his subordinate. Listen to the surroundings, and your eyes sweep slightly on the ground. Subtle and eye-catching, quiet like a civet cat patrolling the night.

The fog is dark. The drizzle is slight, the grass is falling continuously, and the rats are rushing to eat and the sound is chaotic. On the damp mud, a line of shallow footprints is visible.

The man in black opened the corner of his eye and quickly followed the footprints.

Walking dozens of steps, the grass is buried in the corner of the east wall, and a stone ancient well is hidden.

The probe looked down the well, deep and dark, unfathomable, like a dark nest. Immediately, the stench reached the nostrils, reaching the heavens.

The black-clothed man's eyes were over, and after a little thought, he grabbed the hemp rope on the roller and climbed into the well like an ape.

Quietly sliding into the bottom of the well, it is darker on all sides, and it is impossible to see. The air is much warmer, and the stench is stronger. It was like a dead pig buried in a well and fermented for many days. If ordinary people cover their mouths and noses early, they vomit on the side. The man in black seemed to be unaffected, standing calmly, his breathing and heartbeat stopped. Like a merciless dead thing, blending with the night.

When he is young, he gradually adapts to the darkness and can blur his vision. Start looking around. I saw that the ground was soaked with dust and mud, and there were footprints in the country. The dark side of the well wall is covered with a black door panel, and a secret passage is seen when you gently push it open.

The secret passage can accommodate two people standing side by side, and they don't know how long or short they are, and there is a black hole. The man in black pulled out a steel knife to protect his chest, and did not light a fire, but only pressed against the wall and touched it inside.

In the dark, sound is more reliable than fire. If you light the fire, there will be an enemy lurking in front of the secret passage, and you will be passive. Even if the enemy is not in the secret passage at this time. But if it leaves a smoky smell, it will also be noticed by those who come after it.

He is like a panther crawling in the dark, brave and quiet. Vigilantly and cautiously marched, the sound of wind and rain outside the well was also defeated by the softness of his feet. Moving forward cautiously, the stronger the stench, as if it had been poured into the lungs.

Walking thirty paces away, there is a faint yellowish wisp in front of me, like a floating ghost.

Oil lamp!

Seeing the bright light, the man in black was more cautious, like a silent night slowly approaching.

At the end of the faint light, it was a narrow and dirty earthen room, which should have been used by the temple to store grain in the famine years.

The earthen room was one zhang long and wide, and there were several brightly dressed female corpses piled up. Some of them are rotten, crawling with maggots and rats, and emitting a strong stench! And there was a woman hiding in the corner.

A young woman with a weak figure in a white peach blossom dress!

She was different, sitting quietly, like a white lotus blooming in the night cave.

His eyes were blindfolded, and his slender hands and feet were bound by chains. Sit with your knees folded against the wall, as if you were asleep, or you are dead.

The man in black looked quietly, the woman's breath was even, her heartbeat was steady, and she didn't see the slightest panic and depression.

Think for a moment.

Quietly hiding in the dirt room, standing against the wall, closing one eye, also like a corpse.

The dirt chamber was unusually quiet, as if it were empty.

Suddenly!

The woman slowly looked up, and her blindfolded head looked at the man in black.

Suddenly, he spoke, his voice was cold, as weak as a weeping willow in March, and he asked softly and clearly, "Who are you?" ”

"Who are you?"

The woman asked softly.

He seems to be really sure of his existence, and there is no sense of temptation. The man in black couldn't help but be surprised. An open eye, staring at her quietly!

Although her face was pale, her expression was very calm, soft and proud.

There was silence for a while.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she took care of herself more and explained slowly: "I was born with six eyes and a psychic, and I can check what others can't." Although your body is light, but you are thirty paces away, I can hear it clearly. I can even tell your taste! That gangster has no accomplices, you should have come after the murderer. Even so, they are also like-minded, so why don't they speak? ”

Seeing her indifference, the man in black was more surprised.

It is rumored that she is the first beauty in Qicheng, full of poetry and books, and is very smart. Now, after being tied up for three days, he is in a bad situation, and the water and rice have not entered, but he is still so keen and calm. Indeed.

However, the killer is about to return. You can't let this smart man spoil his own good deeds.

Whispered to the woman, trying to knock her unconscious.

The man in black raised his hand slightly, and the woman had noticed it, and said without hurrying: "You want to knock me unconscious." Wait for the prisoner to arrive, and then arrest him. But with all due respect, you are not the opponent of the monk, so I advise you not to be arrogant! ”

The man in black stops!

Xindao: Hey! Blindfolded, you can still guess what I think! It's the first time I've met such a smart woman! I'd like to see how smart you are!

Thinking of this, he stood still.

When the woman saw that the other party stood quietly and did not speak, she was also puzzled.

Suddenly remembered something, looked up and said, "You are a fallen head, right?!" The new Dragon County is viciously hunted. ”

The man in black raised his eyebrows!

She actually guessed her identity.

Such a smart person did not bother to save himself in vain. It's just that she has an arrogant voice, and she also calls herself a vicious catcher, which is really rude!

The woman shook her head: "You want to wait for the rabbit." But you are no match for him. Why don't you choose to take me away, or go to the chief catcher to save me? In any case, don't take any chances. You only have one life, not a bargaining chip that you should gamble with. ”

The man in black remained silent.

He was so quiet that it didn't exist, like it was just a fantasy in the woman's head.

Silence is the most powerful rebuttal right now.

He deliberately didn't respond, really wanting to see what else she could say that was unexpected.

She really seemed to see through everything.

Slightly annoyed: "You deliberately didn't speak, did you want to scare me?" The vicious arrest in Longxian County is really worthy of its name. You are twenty paces away, and I have noticed your steps. And every time the monk was ten steps away from me, I could hear his footsteps. Hopefully, your abilities and your arrogance are generally surprising. ”

"Shh

The man in black suddenly shushed in the woman's ear.