I asked again, "Why was that ancient temple in the mountain pass demolished?"

The boss told me, "I invited a feng shui master to come and see it, and it was said that this ancient temple was blocking the way to wealth." ”

"What kind of feng shui is this?" I couldn't help but curse.

The boss looked at me and said, "Yes! ”

"I heard from the older generation that there was a purpose in building this ancient temple. ”

"In the past, the ecological environment in the mountains was good, and foxes and bears could often be seen; I often heard that there were fox spirits and bear spirits in the mountains; in addition, the cemeteries of our ancestors were all on the mountains, and it was inevitable that there would be people who died unjustly; plus the lonely souls and wild ghosts who wandered from other places, it was indeed impossible to have no temple, so this temple was specially built to guard this place. ”

At the same time, with this temple, the locals have a place to worship the Buddha and ask for blessings. ”

"So what's going on in there now? Is the house selling well?"

"What a yarn!"

"Since the temple was demolished, there have been accidents, either the construction workers have been crushed to death by scaffolding, or the buildings that have already been built have collapsed on their own. ”

"I heard from some construction workers that it was extremely scary inside at night, and I could often hear some cries from unknown sources and see some dirty things. ”

"All the construction workers who were recruited ran away in less than two weeks, the pre-sale of houses was not smooth, and almost no one cared about them; the real estate boss was riddled with debts, and finally he couldn't stand the torment and committed suicide by jumping off the building two days ago. ”

Yes!?

After listening to the middle-aged man's story, I didn't relax for a long time.

"How so?"

"Yes! It was originally a very spiritual place, but as a result, the temple was demolished, the ancestral tomb was moved, and the people were driven away, and a bunch of unfinished buildings were put in it, and many people died; the real estate boss jumped off the building, the company collapsed, and the bank loans were also lost. ”

"Now the pass is guarded by security guards stationed at the town police station, and no one is allowed to enter, so no one knows what to do next. ”

"Why didn't you leave?" I said, looking at the middle-aged man.

"Ahem, isn't it hard to leave your homeland!"

"After all, I have lived here for hundreds of years, and it is false for you to say that you have no feelings. ”

"Didn't you also receive the demolition money, and did you also get the commercial housing in the town?"

"Hey! A lot of things can't be solved by money. ”

"I don't think there's anything good in town. ”

"If you live in a building, you don't talk to each other door to death, and if you live alone, no one knows when you die in the house. ”

"But I'm moving out soon, and I don't have any business to run a hostel here. ”

"I advise you to travel somewhere else! ”

I thought to myself, whatever happens inside, I'm going to have to go in and see it tonight.

After saying goodbye to the middle-aged man, he came to the mountain pass and saw four security guards drinking and playing cards, with a wolf dog on a leash next to him.

I begged them to make it easier for me to go in and have a look.

A drunken guy squinted at me, "What are you doing? There's no one in there, what are you doing in there?"

I said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to go in and have a look." ”

He replied to me, "You give me a reason to convince me to let you in." ”

I said, "Well, I have a relative in the countryside who used to build a building in it and was killed by scaffolding, and I just want to light three sticks of incense and burn some paper money at the place where he died, and then come out right away." ”

"You can't go in during the day to do this, you have to do it in the middle of the night. ”

I replied, "It doesn't work to go in during the day, and he can't get what he burns." ”

With that, I saw the four security guards look at each other and then at me again, with a look of fear on their faces.

"What should you do if you go in alone and something happen......s? The other guy asked.

I smiled back at him, "Don't worry, I'm a student of Buddhism, and I won't encounter anything." ”

"Then you'll have to register your ID card with us and write us a statement of the situation. ”

I nodded.

At night, walking on the beautiful mountain path that I once remembered, the strong light was sweeping everywhere I went, and everywhere it was swept by the ruins, which was terrible to see.

Could this be my beautiful new countryside?

The creek beside the road was also filled in, and it was filled with cement, prefabricated slabs and various building materials.

The surrounding dwarf trees were also cut down, leaving only a handful of dead grass, which swayed gently in the night wind.

The birdsong was gone, the stars in the sky were blocked by dark clouds, and the surroundings were pitch black, silent, and eerily quiet.

Occasionally, I would see a faint glow in the distance, like a pair of eyes, which flashed for a while and then disappeared.

Could this be the legendary phosphorus fire?

When I went up to the top of the mountain, the starlight in the Pingba that I once remembered was gone, replaced by a dark and depressing feeling.

As I walked, I felt like something was following behind me. Turning around suddenly, the strong light flashlight swept over, but there was nothing.

I quickened my pace, and in a short time I came to the entrance of the original village. The path where the bear child sat and cried was still there, but the barking of the dog was gone.

I swept into the village with a strong light canister, only to see the cement bricks standing up like huge monsters, waiting for my arrival.

A piece of barbed wire was stretched in front of me, and on two half-open wire mesh doors hung a large sign with several large red letters written with paint: "Building Construction, Safety First." ”

There were faint traces of paint dripping underneath the lettering, which looked like human blood at night, and a dusty construction helmet lay leaning under the door.

I shone my flashlight on the path, and not far away a wall surrounded almost the entire hill, and the path was cut off.

According to the middle-aged man, the real estate boss not only occupied the village, but also built a lot of pavilions on the mountainside, named Guanhutai.

To repair the pavilion, you have to practice the way in, so in order to repair the Fox Terrace, the villagers had to move the ancestral grave away.

It can be said that this project not only cost the people and money, but also dug up the ancestral graves of countless people.

The bloody disaster on the ground, coupled with the resentment from the ground, can imagine the weight of its evil spirit.

At this moment, I suddenly felt the lights in the janitor's duty room at the temporary construction site inside the barbed wire gate come on.

I saw an old gray-haired security guard walking out with a kettle.

His eyes glazed over, his expression numb, and his movements stiffened, walked to a tap and stopped, and slowly lowered the teapot without twisting the faucet switch, just watching and waiting.

After a while, he lifted the teapot and walked stiffly towards the guard room.

？？？

Didn't the four security guards at Yamaguchi say that there was no one in there?

I rubbed my eyes and looked at it again, and it turned out that this was not a person at all, and this phenomenon I had encountered a lot when I was a soldier.

At that time, the barracks of the troops were built on the mountainside of a mountain, and the place where the troops were located had a national sensation earthquake a few decades ago, killing 30,000 people, and these 30,000 people were buried on the hill behind.

At that time, I worked on the radio platoon radio station of the communications company, and every night at one or two o'clock in the morning, I had to go to the confidential room of the headquarters to copy the telegrams of the division.

The headquarters office building is empty at night, and as long as you come to the headquarters at one or two o'clock in the morning, you can see a lot of strange things, and the white shadow is the most common.

The timid soldier may invite a fellow soldier to accompany him at this time, while the brave soldier will unscrupulously shine a flashlight on the white shadow to chase after him.

The white shadows generally do not fall to the ground, and they are dressed in white soft robes with beautiful long white hair, which looks particularly stylish in the night.

And when you catch it and try to grab it, it disappears in a fluttering way.

Because, the white shadow is an illusion in the first place. In scientific language, it is the chemical reaction of man's immortal mind in the atmosphere.

Looking at the flickering lights cast in the janitor's duty room, and looking at the indistinct figure of the old security guard, and his series of coherent strange movements, I knew that this was an illusion.

Sure enough, as I got closer, the lights in the guard duty room went out. Irradiated with a strong light flashlight, there was not even a ghost shadow in it except for a bunch of debris.

This old security guard must have died in the line of duty, but he still feels that he is still alive, so he still guards this gate loyally every day.

The road to Fox has been cut off, I don't know if that beautiful world is still there, will it be affected because of this incident?

If that world really exists, if I really have a relationship with that world, they should be able to sense my arrival, and that bear child will definitely come to pick me up.

I decided to stay here tonight and wait for them.

In the middle of the night, it was cool in the mountains.

Fortunately, I brought warm clothes with me, found a sheltered place from the wind, sat down quietly, and began to meditate.

Before I knew it, I was falling asleep.

When I was sleeping soundly, I faintly heard the sound of crying around me. From small to large, from weak to strong, from the sound of one person crying to two people, three people, four people, five people......; In the end, it turned into a ghost crying wolf.

I woke up suddenly, looked at my watch, not fast or slow, it was exactly two o'clock in the morning.

Following the sound, he swept past with a strong flashlight, and there was nothing.

But the sound echoed in my ears, and it drew closer and closer to me, until at last it surrounded me.

I knew in my heart that though I couldn't see them, I could sense them, a group of poor lonely ghosts.

I can still imagine their heads, some with their bowels cut off, some with their intestines coming out, some with their eyeballs hanging outside, and some with severed hands and feet...... And so on and so forth.

They have been wandering in this ghost place for a long time, and they finally saw a living person today, and naturally they refused to let go, hoping to get something from me.