A feeling that was colder than the mountain forest after the rain stretched from the ruined temple over there.

The tiger licked the blood stains on the hair around his mouth, looked down at the struggling crawler, and finally retreated.

The tiger's paw took a few steps back, and the large tiger gave up the food it was about to eat, and left with a gust of mountain wind.

Chai Wang looked back and found that the terrible tiger was really gone, and suddenly ecstasy appeared on his face, and a stronger desire to survive was stimulated.

He seemed to have lost sensation in his calf, and he had a terrible wound on his shoulder, and his body was not strong, but it was not fatal.

There was a person in the temple, although Chai Wang knew that he was originally here to kill that person, but now that person has become a hope.

Chai Wang has been hiding in the shadows of Haiyu County for the past two years, although Zhong Xingwen has not dealt with him much, but he still knows Zhong Xingwen and his people.

This catcher will not die without help!

He doesn't know me, he'll save me.

"Help, help. Help—"

Chai Wang kept crawling in the direction of the broken temple.

"Help, I cried like that."

A gloomy and treacherous voice came from the front, Chai Wang slowly raised his head, he didn't see anyone else, but a strong chill rose in his heart.

The voice was inexplicably familiar.

At this time, Chai looked at the rain-soaked mountain road in front of him, emitting a strange fishy smell.

"It's really you, I won't forget you."

The voice appeared again, and Chai Wang, who had already lost a lot of blood, turned pale and struggled to look around.

"Who? Who's talking? ”

"Am I not right in front of you?"

The voice appeared directly in front of him, and Chai Wang, who was looking behind him, turned his head slowly and stiffly, and there was a ghost with a cloak suspended in front of his fingertips, and the blood was constantly dripping from the other party's body, which was also the source of the fishy smell.

Through the messy long hair, a bloodshot eye stared at Chai Wang.

The strong resentment is like substance, exuding a feeling that Chai Wang has a splitting headache, and because of this powerful resentment, the original picture keeps crossing his mind.

He came here to deliver the letter of resignation, and then put the seriously wounded woman into a sack, tied up and threw her into the mouth of the well, and the terrible cry came to an abrupt end after entering the well

"Yes, it's you."

Fear rose to the extreme in Chai Wang's heart at this moment, and it was even better than the moment when he had just faced the tiger.

"No, no, it's not me who killed you, it's Guan Xinrui, it's Guan Xinrui, ah-"

In the temple, the old horse paced back and forth restlessly, and there were two divine lights behind the divine case.

"Ho"

Zhong Xingwen's body trembled, as if he had suddenly woken up from a nightmare!

At the moment when he woke up, Zhong Xingwen's consciousness was a little trance, he looked around blankly, and gradually recalled how to get here.

The old horse approached and stuck out his tongue to lick Zhong Xingwen's cheek, which also brought him some warmth.

Zhong Xingwen stretched out his hand and stroked the old horse's face, and then suddenly looked at the ground, the sack containing the bones had fallen, and a puddle of water was oozing from under the sack.

The water is not blood-colored at the moment.

Zhong Xingwen didn't think much about it, because of the rain, it was normal for the sack to have water stains on the ground.

The rain outside seems to have stopped.

Thinking so, his eyes turned to the outside of the temple, Zhong Xingwen was shocked again, there was a person lying on the threshold of the temple.

Zhong Xingwen sprang up almost immediately, reaching out to touch the knife hanging on the horse's back, but gradually relaxed after staring at the door for a long time.

When Zhong Xingwen got closer to check, he found that it was an injured person, his body was covered with blood, and there were openings on his chest and shoulders, which was obviously caused by a fierce beast!

Save!

This was Zhong Xingwen's first reaction.

Zhong Xingwen slept for a while, his strength and energy recovered, dragged the injured man into the ruined temple, put him down in the grass pile by the campfire, and then carefully untied the blood-soaked clothes to check the other party's injuries.

The scratches on the chest were deep, and the bite marks on the shoulders were even deeper, but thankfully, the stomach was not cut open directly, and the neck was not bitten off.

The other party was already in a coma, Zhong Xingwen could only do some emergency treatment, not only used the gold sore medicine he carried, wrapped the wound, but also thought of Xue Daochang's advice.

Zhong Xingwen immediately turned over a spell in his bag, and the Taoist chief said that this talisman can temporarily fix the injury and stop the bleeding!

It's a bit mysterious, but it's going to have to be tried.

It's just that when Zhong Xingwen was about to get close to the charm, the man who looked very seriously injured opened his eyes suddenly, and that look startled Zhong Xingwen.

"Woo woo"

A cold wind swept around the room, and the flames of the bonfire swayed from side to side, and the old horse on one side neighed uneasily.

The two looked at each other like this for a while, and Zhong Xingwen suddenly felt a little numb in his scalp, and he felt that he was not looking at a living person.

There is no warmth in these eyes, and it makes people feel panicked when they look at it.

"Brother, how are you?"

In the end, it was Zhong Xingwen who spoke first, and the man looked over his shoulder and shook his head.

"I'm fine, thank you very much."

Zhong Xingwen nodded, he can withstand such an injury, such a pain, he is a man!

The bonfire was already so weak that it was about to go out, Zhong Xingwen felt cold, and immediately added firewood to the bonfire, looked at the man over there who might have closed his eyes again because of physical exhaustion, and couldn't help but ask.

"Who is Brother Tai? But the beast was wounded? ”

"Wounded by a tiger."

The man replied and said no more.

Zhong Xingwen frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked outside the temple, but at this moment, in addition to thinking about guarding against the fierce beasts in the mountains, he recalled some things.

In his sleep just now, Zhong Xingwen vaguely seemed to hear some sounds, as if he could sense the movement around him, and at this time he couldn't help but look at the Shentai a few more times.

In fact, when Zhong Xingwen came in before, he found that the statue had collapsed, but he didn't care about looking at anything else just now.

At this moment, I looked at it again and found that there were still some traces of tribute on the Shentai Divine Case, although all the plates had been reversed, but it showed that there were still people who would come to worship occasionally.

Looking at the statue, Zhong Xingwen seemed to recall more details of his dream.

Just now, I seemed to feel a light outside in my dream, and I heard the conversation between gods and men, but everything in the dream, including the sound, has long been blurred, and it will be impossible to recall.

Look at this man who was wounded by the beast, so miserable, and yet I am safe and sound in the temple.

Is there really a man of God who is protecting me?

Zhong Xingwen glanced at the bonfire, and with the bonfire that was almost extinguished just now, it must not be able to stop any fierce beasts.

Zhong Xingwen looked at the man who seemed to be asleep, and there were blood stains oozing from the treated wounds, reflecting the bandaged cotton cloth.

Since the previous incident in Haiyu County, Zhong Xingwen, who has never been too keen on strange forces and gods, has also had a new understanding of the theory of ghosts and gods.

At this moment, he finished arranging the bonfire, stood up and walked to the front of the shrine, and bowed three times to the collapsed idol.

"Thank you for the blessing of the gods, and I hope that the gods can bless me to go back safely, successfully avenge the Zhang family, and punish the treacherous people who killed their wives and sought glory, if Zhong still has his life after that, he will definitely come back to repay his wishes!"

It's just that when Zhong Xingwen said the words "killing his wife for glory", the man who was originally asleep suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhong Xingwen seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the latter slightly, the eyes of the two made slight contact, and the former thought about it and deliberately opened the topic and asked.

"I don't know what kind of temple this is."

I didn't expect the man to answer, but I didn't expect the other party to really speak.

"This used to be a land temple, but now it's not, and sometimes passers-by will make offerings."

Zhong Xingwen sat down by the campfire, recovered his energy after falling asleep, and he also took out some damp cakes from his bag and planned to bake them, and at the same time subconsciously asked.

"Isn't it a land temple for what? By the way, haven't asked for the name of the godbrother yet? ”

The man didn't look at Zhong Xingwen, let alone pay attention to the second half of the sentence, and he didn't know whether to answer the other party's question or say it himself.

"This was originally a land temple, but the statue of the god was overturned"

The man looked at the collapsed idol over there and continued.

"I heard from the old people in the village that there was a woodcutter who went up the mountain every day to cut firewood, and one day he saw an old man working up the mountain for half a day without much firewood, so he couldn't bear to give what he got to the old man and help him carry it home."

"The old man lives on firewood for the winter, but the woodcutter himself lives on firewood, and he can't give away firewood without pay today, even if it's a little dark, he still chops firewood in the mountains."

"Suddenly heard the whistling in the back, the woodcutter was afraid, and he found the land temple to hide, and the god case was empty, and he hid in it and blocked it with a pyre to avoid the tigers."

At this moment, above the temple, two divine lights appeared, listening to the words below, the blue-robed ghost looked at the side thoughtfully.

And the injured man's narrative continues.

"In the silence, the door of the temple, which was covered with firewood, opened, and the cold wind seemed to enter the temple, and then someone was heard."

The man's voice paused, and when he spoke again, Zhong Xingwen also realized what the other party was referring to.

"It turned out that it was a tiger who spoke, and it asked and pleaded in front of the statue of the god of the land, and asked: 'Lord of the land, you let me meditate with a clear heart, but I am really hungry, the day before yesterday you allowed me to eat a mosquito, yesterday you allowed me to eat a fly, and now I am so hungry, if you let me eat once, you will eat once, and from then on quit meat!' ”

"What do you say the land god will say?"

The man suddenly looked at Zhong Xingwen, who was slightly stunned, and before he could answer, the man had a weird sneer on his face and continued.

"The god of the land really spoke, and he said, 'In this case, there is a man hidden under my god's case, and if I eat him, it will be considered a full meal, and from now on I will abstain from meat.'"

"What?"

Zhong Xingwen, who had unconsciously immersed himself in the story, was stunned, this is actually what the land god would say?

The man sneered again and continued.

"At this moment, the woodcutter, who was originally afraid, was furious, and he didn't know where the courage came from, so he kicked the firewood pile directly, rushed out with a firewood knife in his hand, and actually forced the tiger spirit back."

"Then the man looked at the god platform with angry eyes, pointed to the idol and scolded: 'You are also the god of the land, fuck you, you don't deserve to sit here, I sit better than you-'"

Then he knocked the idol down with one kick and sat down on top of the case.

Zhong Xingwen looked at the god case, looking at the collapsed statue, could it be that this statue was knocked down in the first place? No, no, no, it's a bit ridiculous.

"Really?"

The man glanced at Zhong Xingwen and closed his eyes.

"Who knows if it's true or not? It is also said that when the woodcutter was found later, he died in the temple and was gnawed by a tiger."

(End of chapter)