Without paying attention to the commotion behind him, Zhou Weimin stumbled out all the way, and his mind was now in chaos.

The vision was blurred, the oncoming people were ghosted, the temples were like being poked into a nail, the blood in the nasal cavity was still flowing out, he could only pinch his nose hard, but the blood poured into his mouth instead, and the wrists of his hands were like two red-hot soldering irons attached to them, burning so much that he wanted to shout regardless of it.

The heartbeat continued to intensify, and the whole vision began to darken, knowing that he might not be able to hold on, Zhou Weimin ignored the scolding and shocked reactions of others, gritted his teeth and ran towards the corridor built along the wall in front of him.

As soon as he ran to the side of the corridor, Zhou Weimin's whole person collapsed directly along the railing on the outside of the corridor, and withered in the gap between the green plants and the railing.

Swallowing the blood stored in his mouth directly, he took the opportunity to take a sharp breath, and even squeezed the soft flesh of his inner thighs hard, forcing himself to cheer up.

When everyone's attention in this courtyard was completely attracted by the suddenly cracked relief, Zhou Weimin relieved himself and slowly stood up holding on to the railing.

'Let's go!' ’

These three words occupied his brain, and with his weak legs, he walked out step by step, walking through the front yard, the flat land, and the food street, until he finally got into his newly bought car, and the whole person was completely paralyzed.

Through the front windshield, Zhou Weimin opened his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of Tianhou Palace, he still didn't understand what the hell that relief was, why it suddenly broke out, if it wasn't for the bone beads left by his grandmother, he didn't know what would have happened.

It took all his strength to pull the string of Buddhist beads out of his collar and pluck them one by one, looking for the location of the bone beads.

It took him nearly two minutes to find the bone bead, and he picked it up with the strength of the milk to see that there was a small crack on the bone bead that was originally disguised as a Buddha bead.

Zhou Weimin's whole person was a little stunned, he never thought that the bone beads made from the Heavenly Eye obtained from the fourth personality of the Heavenly Master Dao would be damaged by his grandmother as a refining material for the promotion of secret medicine.

The reason why those eight things roared was because they were injured? Then the reliefs are all cracked, does it mean that the injury may not be light, Zhou Weimin thought silently in his heart.

The feeling of dizziness and soreness all over her body made Zhou Weimin give up and continue to think, so she could only lie down like this, waiting for her body to recover a little.

After lying in the car for almost half an hour, he took out a box of tissues from the storage compartment in front of the co-pilot, tore the package directly, and slowly wiped all the blood stains on his mouth, nose and palms and wrists in front of the makeup mirror.

"Fuck, it's a big loss," Zhou Weimin hammered his thigh hard, the residual tinnitus in his head made him a little anxious, and he only felt a bit of anger slowly accumulating in his heart.

took out his mobile phone, Zhou Weimin directly typed Tianhou Temple on the search engine, densely packed with content, he took several deep breaths in a row, and then pressed his impetuous mood and began to read it with difficulty.

After reading it as a whole, Zhou Weimin was even more puzzled.

Generally speaking, most of the Tianhou Temple is another name for Mazu Temple, and Mazu's original name was Lin Mo, which is said to be a real character in history.

But this Mazu Niangniang does not belong to the Taoist system, nor does it exist in the Buddhist system, of course, there are also neuropathies far-fetched to say that Mazu Niangniang is the dragon girl next to Guanyin Bodhisattva, Zhou Weimin is naturally too lazy to take care of it.

He groped his chin, recalling his previous conjecture about the six power systems, he didn't know if this Mazu Niangniang also had her own power system, but it was not widely spread, so her reputation was not obvious, or she was given a dove to occupy the magpie's nest by the fierce relief.

It's just that he didn't understand why the relief carved was the content of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. You must know that in the Taoist classics, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea tells the story of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea and rushing to the Heavenly Court Pan Tao Banquet, which is completely unrelated to the Tianshen Palace or Mazu, and what secrets are hidden in it?

And why did the Eight Immortals float above the raging sea, and why did they all look like they were bleeding through seven holes?

Most importantly, why did the chain flail react to this relief? It really reveals a strange atmosphere from beginning to end.

Shaking his head, trying to dispel the tinnitus, but it was still in vain, Zhou Weimin opened the car window and lit a cigarette, he knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would not be able to leave today.

Since the last time he experienced his emotional outburst in Jiang Yuelou, he understood that one of the rules of the Yin Si line is that the majesty of the Yin Division must be maintained, and no one else is allowed to provoke him. ”

Today, I recklessly went to explore the relief, and the iron chain flail and iron oars on my wrist representing the power of Yin Si were all fought with others in the air, counting the nosebleeds I had all the way, this was not only offended, it could be called a round arm by others, and a big blow.

And the eyes last time, the giant finger that seemed to fall from the sky, when he thought about it, it made his back chill.

Slammed it the steering wheel, venting the fear in his heart, Zhou Weimin decided, after the early morning, there was no one in this Tianhou Palace, and he would investigate again.

Hurriedly driving the car, Zhou Weimin found a hotel on the next street, checked in, and even specially asked the waiter to arrange a room with a view of the direction of Tianhou Temple.

After rushing into the toilet and taking a refreshing bath, Zhou Weimin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a bathrobe and looked at the Tianhou Temple.

From this angle, the Tianhou Temple doesn't seem to be abnormal at all, and even the second courtyard has returned to normal, but it can be vaguely seen that the cordon has been pulled and the attic is completely encased in it.

It was still early, so I simply slept for a while to let my body recover a little more, Zhou Weimin walked back to the bed, set an alarm clock for one o'clock in the morning, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

As time passed, the number of visitors in the Temple gradually became scarce, until it was almost half past nine, and there were hardly many people to be seen at night.

And a dilapidated van that was on the verge of scrapping slowly drove in along the uninhabited alley of the Tianhou Temple, and drove all the way to the back door of the Tianhou Temple.

After a few fat men got out of the van, they opened the back door of the van and lifted five or six large blue plastic buckets out of the compartment in pairs.

The top cover of one of the large barrels was not locked, and under the bump, it slid directly off the barrel, completely exposing the contents of the barrel.

It was a vat of dark red liquid, which seemed to be soaked in some living thing, and it was constantly stirring in it, causing the surface of the liquid to carry small swirls.

One of the strong men in charge of the big bucket quickly bent down, carefully covered the lid of the bucket, and even glanced at both ends of the alley, and breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see a figure.

"Looking for death?" The driver, who was still sitting in the driver's seat, saw this scene in the rearview mirror, his upper body was poking out of the window, the back of his head was covered with horizontal flesh, the scalp on the top of his head was tattooed with the pattern of a candle, there were no eyebrows, his eyes were slightly protruding, his wide nose opened forcefully with his low roar, and his thick lips were full of cracks caused by dryness.

"I'm sorry, Director," the two strong men replied in unison, but their voices sounded very young and thin, and they didn't match this body at all.

"Be careful! Otherwise, you will be scalped! The driver, who was called the director, scolded him fiercely before shrinking back.

And the other strong men didn't seem to see this scene, and only cared about moving the bucket they were responsible for into the Tianhou Palace.

They carried the buckets along the stone path, passed through the three or four floors of the courtyard, and only then reached the second courtyard, and tore the cordon with their hands, and they placed the buckets side by side in front of the attic, and then knelt directly on their knees, holding their hands into a hollow circle above their heads, like sculptures, motionless.

All this was shrouded in a gradually darkening night, and no one noticed.

The alarm clock of "Ringing Ring" directly woke Zhou Weimin from his sleep, and he got up from the bed with a fierce son, shook his head to wake up, what he was going to do next.

After washing his face with cold water on the sink, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the Tianhou Temple again, but it was already pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

Touching the bone beads on his neck and feeling the surging anger in his heart, Zhou Weimin no longer hesitated, and took the elevator directly down to the first floor, and then ran down the road towards the Tianhou Palace.

Walking along the outer wall of the Tianhou Temple, Zhou Weimin looked at it several times, and he didn't know if it was because there was security in the Tianhou Palace, or because there was nothing valuable or convenient to steal, and there was no monitoring probe.

chose a concave corner where the two walls were staggered, Zhou Weimin shook his right hand, and directly called out the iron oar, and then tied it with the iron chain flail in his left hand, and the whole person stepped on the iron oar, which was more than one meter long, and kicked hard, and put his hands on the edge of the wall.

Inhaling suddenly, Zhou Weimin climbed directly onto the wall, and after the whole person straddled the wall, his left hand pulled the iron chain flail and dragged the oars up.

Taking advantage of being in a high position, Zhou Weimin glanced around, and after distinguishing the direction of the gate, he climbed on the wall with both hands as usual, slowly slid down, and looked a few more times to confirm that he did not see a figure, and then ran towards the position of the gate.