Fengmian Mountain.

It was noon, but the sky was covered with black clouds, as if night had fallen!

"Boom ......"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and thunder rang out, as if the entire mountain forest was shaking.

In an instant, the rain was pouring and the wind was howling!

"Look, Grandpa, there's a room there!"

An old man and a young man, each with a banana leaf on their heads, fled in panic looking for shelter from the rain.

The old man carried a basket on his back, and he looked like a medicine picker.

"That's not a house, it's a temple!" shouted the grandfather as he pulled his grandson into the temple.

"Temple...... Whew...... Isn't that also a house?" asked the boy, who had taken a hide under the eaves, wiping the rain from his face.

"If you are a child, the house is inhabited by people, and the temple is ...... It's not for people. Grandpa whispered.

The child was about to say something, but the grandfather glared at him, and he stopped talking.

Then, the old man pulled his grandson and prepared to enter the temple to raise a fire, but found that there were already people in the temple.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The boy was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, and he was a little shabby.

But he looks handsome, his hair is jet black, his sword eyebrows fly obliquely, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his demeanor is extraordinary.

This mountain is deserted and uninhabited, how can such a handsome young man appear in such a dilapidated temple?

The old man was a little surprised.

Everyone knows that it is not a good thing to meet a handsome scholar or a beautiful woman in the mountains!

Could it be ......

The old man suddenly thought of those spirit legends, and his body trembled slightly for a while.

One is scared, and the other is cold.

The old man instinctively wanted to leave, but the heavy rain outside the temple was pouring down, and the sound of thunder was endless.

The old man had no choice but to calm himself and look at the young man.

The boy didn't speak, but just looked up and smiled slightly to show kindness.

Then he gathered some dry firewood into a pile, found two flints, and skillfully lit the fire.

At this time, the old man thought of a saying.

If a monster transforms into a human form, no matter how realistic it changes, its shadow is still the same as its original form.

Thinking of this, the old man looked at the shadow behind the young man by the light of the fire.

"Whew~"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this boy is human!

"Grandpa, I'm cold. ”

The boy froze straight to the cold war.

After confirming that the young man was a human, the old man also relieved himself and arched his hand at the young man, "This little brother, I originally brought my grandson to the mountain to collect medicine, but I didn't want to encounter such heavy rain. Can you ask the little brother to make it convenient and borrow a firelight so that we can bake our clothes and warm our bodies?"

"You're welcome, old man, this temple is not mine, I'm just here to hide from the rain, you can do it yourself. ”

The young man said with a smile.

The old man thanked him again and again, and then took his grandson to sit by the fire, took off his coat for him, and found a stick to support him and bake.

Yang Yi said secretly, fortunately, I knew in advance that it was going to rain, so I went into the temple early to take shelter, otherwise I would be drenched in soup.

Boredom looking at the fire in front of him, Yang Yi missed the days when he had a mobile phone.

Yes, Yang Yi is a time-traveler, and it has been a month since he came to this world.

The original owner of this body has been living with his brother and sister-in-law since his parents died when he was a child.

Because of his stupid brain and lack of cleverness, he was not only disgusted by his sister-in-law, but also made all kinds of difficulties and harsh criticism. At the same time, he was often bullied by several hooligans in the same town.

A month ago, when several hooligans bullied Yang Yi, Yang Yi resisted, and several people intensified, punched and kicked, and beat the owner to death.

At the same time, Yang Yi, who died unexpectedly on the earth, woke up in this body again......

When I woke up, I didn't want to stay in that house anymore.

Although I am not afraid of being blinded and embarrassed by the mean woman, I don't want the cowardly brother to be in a dilemma in the middle.

So he packed his things and left home.

And just when Yang Yi left home, he noticed something strange about his body.

In his own mind, there was suddenly a golden villain who looked the same as himself for no reason.

Yang Yi understood.

This is my own golden finger......

......

Thinking back to this time, the temple where Yang Yi hid from the rain was very large, but it was very broken, and the high platform where the statue of the god was originally enshrined was still there, but there was only a pair of mud feet left on the high platform.

With this pair of mud feet, Yang Yi couldn't see what was enshrined here before.

Moreover, this temple is leaking rain everywhere, and Yang Yi found a vacant land, which happened to be a place where there was no rain.

It's just that the feeling that the roof is about to be lifted by the thunder blast makes people doubt whether this dilapidated temple can withstand this heavy rain.

"This rain is so evil!"

Yang Yi muttered.

The old man said, "Yes, little brother, you may not know, when I just took shelter from the rain, I saw with my own eyes that a thunder actually knocked down a big locust tree, so scary!"

Yang Yi smiled when he heard this, but did not say anything.

The old man continued, "I've seen this kind of thunder before. It's been years, and the thunder at that time was even bigger than that.

At that time, some people said that this was a bad move, and the evil spirits in the mountains wanted to turn into human form, so they attracted thunder.

Sure enough, the next day, after the rain, the sky was clear, and people found a large snake several feet long in the mountain, which had been scorched black. ”

Yang Yi seemed to be interested and asked, "This kind of ...... Isn't it the so-called Thunder Tribulation?"

"Yes, yes, yes. The old man said, "That's the saying, if the serpent survives the thunderstorm, it will be able to transform into a human form." ”

Yang Yi listened, nodded suddenly, and looked excited to hear something new.

"Alas, by the way, this little brother, what did you do when you came up to the mountain, and how could you be trapped in this ruined temple?"

"Me!" Yang Yi smiled, "I went into the mountains to find food, and I happened to rest in this temple, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm, and I was trapped here." ”

"Oh. ”

The old man looked abrupt, "It turns out that the little brother is a hunter! It's just that I saw that the little brother was born white and handsome, not like a rough man who runs around in the mountains and forests all day long and pulls a big bow, so I didn't think about it......

He is not an Orion, but Yang Yi is not willing to refute it.

"When we met just now, I saw that the old man seemed to have some scruples, did he treat me as a man-eating evil spirit?"

Yang Yi gathered the dry firewood from the fire and asked with a smile.

The old man was embarrassed for a while, and waved his hand again and again, "I was suspicious of the old man at first, little brother is not strange."

But then I remembered that I had heard people say that you can distinguish demons by looking at people's shadows, and I see that your shadow on the ground is no different from myself, so naturally it is not a demon. ”

Yang Yi looked back at the shadow behind him, nodded, and suddenly realized, "I see." ”

After a while, Yang Yi turned his head to look at the old man again, and said softly, "The old man said that looking at people's shadows can distinguish demons and evils, right?"

"Yes!" said the old man with a nod.

"Then, why don't you two look back and see the shadow behind you?"