[Really don't you think about moving over and living with me, brother.] ^^】

Ye Sheng pulled the corner of his lower lip and made a phone call directly. This number should be Ning Weichen's real contact information. After connecting, he immediately heard Ning Weichen's familiar laughter.

"Good morning."

Ye Sheng didn't have time to greet him, and said seriously: "I'm on vacation today, let's go to Lingguang Temple." ”

Ning Weichen smiled and said, "Lingguang Temple?" My brother and I really have a good heart, and I happen to be going there today. ”

Ye Sheng was stunned.

Ning Weichen said: "I'll pick you up at Huai'an University and tell you in the car." ”

Ye Sheng did not refuse. He looked at the time, and walked out of the cafeteria but stepped back to buy a bottle of hot milk.

The car drove to the school gate, and Ye Sheng opened the co-pilot's door and sat down.

The weather in Huaicheng is unpredictable, yesterday was still the middle of summer, and today it may be cloudy and rainy.

Ning Weichen raised his head, smiled and said, "Did you see the news?" ”

Ye Sheng frowned: "News? ”

Ning Weichen: "Hmm. ”

He then turned on the radio in the car.

However, it was not the Huaicheng Morning News Channel, but the radio station that Ye Sheng had also listened to twice in the taxi.

"Little Mouth Tells Stories".

[Following the suburban cold storage and Wanjingjia Farmers' Market, this is the third case of bizarre death in Huaicheng. 】

[The deceased, a 46-year-old freight worker, came to Lingguang Temple to pray for his father, who was sick and hospitalized. Unexpectedly, he was brutally killed last night, his two legs were sawed off, and he hung on the treetops without looking at him. The tragic condition of the corpse is chilling, and the Huaicheng police are still under investigation. 】

[Xiaozui learned that at the scene of Lingguang Temple, a young man insisted that this was the grotesque work of the Valentine Lake of Huai'an University. 】

[I believe that all the brothers and sisters in Huaicheng are no strangers to the grotesqueness of the Zhenzhen Bridge. The young man, a sophomore in the Department of Physical Education at Huai'an University, told us that the female ghost in the lake would knock on your window and cut off your leg. He yelled at the radio to ask the government to fill in the lake, haha, a little excited, boy. 】

[Xiaozui contacted the family of the deceased, and the family also revealed to us when they were in great pain that she and her husband did walk across the truth bridge, but it was all about May Day the year before last, and she and her husband were very affectionate, I hope that before the murderer is caught, we will stop being suspicious and spreading rumors. 】

[Compared with the grotesque Lover's Lake that the young man said, Xiaozui is more willing to believe that there is really an urban nightcrawler in our city. 】

[First eyes, then mouthpieces, now legs.] Hey, I hope the police will arrest the murderer as soon as possible. 】

Click.

Ye Sheng took the initiative to turn off the radio.

Ning Weichen was concentrating on driving towards Lingguang Temple.

"You're going to investigate the deceased?" Ye Sheng tilted his head and asked.

"Hmm." Ning Weichen didn't hide it from him, he looked ahead, and said with a hint of mockery in his smile: "Go and meet the heroes who are writing in this city." ”

Ye Sheng was stunned and frowned.

He thought there was a key point he had overlooked last night. Is the story king really everywhere?

But at the beginning of the Yinshan 1444 car, when the story king wrote the first PS, the unnatural bureau Tianshu sensed its breath and sounded the alarm, so that a group of people rushed to the carriage.

Ye Sheng hesitated for a while and said, "Ning Weichen, did you feel any strange aura by the lake yesterday." ”

Ning Weichen tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were dark and dark, and he smiled: "Yes." But from the moment I came to this city, I felt strange everywhere. ”

Ye Sheng said quietly: "I think the king of stories was in Lover's Lake last night." ”

Ning Weichen said disapprerovingly: "It doesn't have to be it, it may also be its protagonist." ”

Ye Sheng: "The protagonist? ”

Ning Weichen bowed: "Yes, the protagonist of the story it is creating now." ”

"You say that the king of stories is creating 'grotesque' with 'grotesque', I believe it." Ning Weichen curled the corners of her lips and smiled: "I also believe that it has been active in China in recent decades, perhaps just to collect inspiration and prepare to create a popular story." ”

"It's now focused on storytelling and not distracted. When it really wants to kill us, it should naturally put us in the story, just like the man who died in Lingguang Temple yesterday. Our names are spoken on the morning radio every day. ”

Ye Sheng's lips pursed into a straight line, his fingers were lightly placed on his legs, and he didn't have a match, and his eyes were clear and Ling Ling stared straight at the gloomy weather ahead.

The more you get in touch, the more obvious the story king's terrifying and absurd style becomes, and there is a bit of "cruel justice".

Thankfully, the story king didn't take him seriously now, but instead gave him plenty of time to investigate it slowly from other aspects.

Ye Sheng said: "At the end of the month, you can go to Luohu Mansion with me." ”

Ning Weichen rarely refused Ye Sheng's proposal, and laughed: "Okay." ”

Ye Sheng handed over the bottle of milk in his hand: "Here you go, you didn't eat breakfast." ”

Ning Weichen was stunned. Then he laughed, the light and shadow in his dark eyes flickered, serious and gentle: "Thank you." ”

The backyard of Lingguang Temple is now completely cordoned off, and even the front door of the temple is strictly controlled in and out.

However, Ning Weichen's identity is special and unhindered.

The corpses from the trees had been taken, leaving a pool of blackened blood at the scene.

Didn't find anything strange.

Ning Weichen looked at the falling leaves, and suddenly said, "I rarely go into the temple. ”

Ye Sheng didn't speak, this was actually the first time he had entered the temple.

Although his grandmother took a lot of things from him to open the light, Ye Sheng never believed in them.

Ning Weichen said; "I saw a sentence before that asked the disciples, whether you worship the Buddha or your desires. Actually, I think that's quite interesting. He smiled faintly, meaninglessly and said, "Aren't all human beliefs originally derived from desire?" ”

In the pure land of Buddhism, Ye Sheng smelled sandalwood again. The flowers and cigarettes enshrined on the shrine are blended, and the sound of wooden fish seems to be able to dilute all the impetuousness in people's hearts.

However, all this was far less holy than the blue light and lotus fragrance in his memory.

In the 44 carriages, the missionary's red talisman really seems to lead the soul out of the body and to bliss.

"Xiaoye?!"

At this time, Xia Wenshi's loud voice called Ye Sheng back from his memories.

When he turned around, he saw Xia Wenshi, Huang Qiqi and Li Guangyun, standing in the corridor not far away, looking at them with stupid eyes wide open.

Ye Sheng hadn't thought of the wording yet.

Ning Weichen had already gently put his fingers on his shoulders, stood in front of the red wall of the temple, raised his head to greet Xia Wenshi, and smiled beautifully and brightly: "Hi, senior, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Ye Sheng: "......"

Ye Sheng: "............"

I have to say that if Ning Weichen is next to him, Ye Sheng's social troubles can be at least ninety percent less.

Ning Weichen's self-introduction is "Ye Sheng's friend", so he is completely a clean and clear-eyed teenager. It is like the pride of the sky and the loose and dangerous young master at the banquet.

After explaining the reason for appearing here in a few words, he could also ask a lot of questions that Ye Sheng wanted to ask with a smile.

Li Guangyun was crying and complaining like a fool.

"I really didn't dare to go back. As soon as I closed my eyes, the man hanging from the tree became myself. I knew it was wrong, I didn't dare to cheat anymore woo. ”

Huang Qiqi was so frightened by the hanging corpse in the morning that she didn't have time to take care of him, and her mental state was very poor.

Xia Wenshi looked sad and bit his lip for a long time before he spoke: "Senior brother, I talked to someone about that person later. Originally, I felt guilty that he was killed by us, but now I feel that he deserved to die. ”

Ye Sheng sat in the incense room, lowered his eyes, and stared at the white smoke overflowing from the glass incense burner. He was silent for a long time before he raised his head and said, "Why?" ”

Xia Wenshi said: "Because this man is a brute, he and his wife are the famous barbecued pork on that street." He came to the temple to pray because his father was hospitalized, but his father was in the hospital in the first place! ”

The man's original house was lost by his own gambling and gambling, so he dragged his wife to rob the old man's house. His father was in his seventies and was kicked out of the house by him and slept in a bridge hole. Later, after being found and educated by the people of the neighborhood committee, he took it back and punched and kicked the old man if he felt a little uncomfortable. This time it was even more excessive, he kicked the old man straight down the stairs! Seventy years old, osteoporosis at this age, a casual fall can be fatal. ”

"The old man was admitted to the ICU of Huaicheng No. 3 Hospital and was dying. And he probably couldn't stand the sight of the neighbors, so he pretended to run to Lingguang Temple to pray for blessings. ”

When Xia Wenshi said this, his eyes were full of anger. Although society is promoting that "countering violence with violence" is wrong, everyone believes in cause and effect.

This man is now having his legs cut off and hanging on a tree, as if God can't stand it anymore and gives him retribution.

After hearing this, Ye Sheng looked at Ning Weichen for the first time.

Ning Weichen propped his chin and looked at him with a smile.

Xia Wenshi said: "Phew, this kind of beast, it's really bad luck to die in the temple!" ”

After hearing this, Huang Qiqi's face improved slightly: "This is probably called not doing bad things, not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." ”

“……”

Li Guangyun, who had done something wrong, suddenly cried even louder.

Ye Sheng raised his eyes and said quietly: "Senior, I don't think the female ghost of Lover's Lake will come again." ”

Xia Wenshi: "Huh? Why? ”

Ye Sheng said: "Even if she comes, it's useless for you to hide in the temple." Your incense room has no windows, but the dead man lives next door to you. Your room structure is the same. ”

Xia Wenshi: "......"

Xia Wenshi: "Damn, junior brother, I haven't thought of this even if you don't say it." Well, the master I know says he's not here until tomorrow. ”

Ye Shengxin said, you know a fart master.

"Let's go back. Maybe the matter of female ghosts has always been for you to scare yourself. ”

Li Guangyun was not happy when he heard this, his nose was foaming with snot, and he defended with red eyes: "Impossible." My sister's drawing of the ghost is exactly the same as the one I saw on the bridge of authenticity - how can a child deceive people. ”

Ye Sheng directly wronged him: "Children don't lie, you will." ”

Lee Guangyun: "......"

Lee Kwang Yun: "??? ”

Li Guangyun faced Xia Wenshi and Huang Qiqi's questioning gaze, and was about to cry: "How could I lie to you." I have been wronged, you believe me. Ye Sheng, I'm wronged! ”

Ye Sheng knew better than him how wronged he was. With that, he got up and left.

After going out, Ye Sheng saw Steward Li inside the temple.

Steward Li smiled politely at him, and after shouting "Mr. Ye", he fell his gaze to Ning Weichen, and said warmly: "Young master, I have transferred out the monitoring of the temple, and no one really came in or out of here last night." ”

Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "People? Are you so sure it's a man-made crime, not a heretic? ”