Wind and rain mixed with the deserted temple, this sudden knock on the door turned out to be a little weird.

"Who?"

Scarface called twice, but there was still no response, so he walked lightly to the door, leaning his body against the broken door and listening carefully. Outside the deserted temple, there was no sound except for the sound of wind and rain, and after a few more calls, no one answered outside.

Scarface was full of doubts, and he was very suspicious that it was Nan Ke's dream, and he dreamed of something strange and had auditory hallucinations, but at this time.

"Knock knock.... Boom..."

The knock on the door sounded clearly again, and the Scarface scholar was about to lie down suddenly froze, it turned out that this knock on the door was really not a dream!

"Is it a demon?"

The scholar with old sores and new scars on his face felt a chill in his heart, and looked at the broken door and window in a daze, and his mind was uncertain. Encountering the strange blue and black hair that covered the sky and the sun, she still vividly remembered it, and her heart seemed to suddenly rush to her throat.

"Little friend, don't be afraid. ”

It was as if someone had slapped a scar on her back, and her body shook suddenly.

But suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar, and as soon as she thought of this, Scarface's flustered body calmed down a little, and she turned around in disbelief to look, and sure enough, she saw a bitter gourd face full of gloom. It turned out to be the bitter gourd face student, I don't know when he had already gotten up, and he was standing behind him looking at her with a bright look.

"Old man, outside the door, someone is knocking on the door!"

There was also a middle-aged man with dark skin and a resolute face standing next to the bitter gourd Facebook scholar, but it was Xie Laosan, the head of the porter who had fallen asleep on the ground a long time ago, and in the panic, Xie Laosan did not notice the strange title between them.

This is a man who walks the mountains and forests to transport goods and earns a living by his feet. In addition to being physically strong, you also have to be courageous. I often travel overnight, and it is nothing to encounter some deserted graves and mounds. In order not to let the goods get wet, it has long been accustomed to living in the cave and deserted house, except for the harsh state endowment and land rent, and the locust plague and drought that are not as manpowered, these men who rely on their feet to survive have no fear.

Xie Lao's face sank like water, holding a firewood knife for chopping branches in his hand, he glanced at Scarface, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't panic, sir, please open the door!"

Hearing this, the scholar with old sores and new scars on his face immediately woke up.

"Good!"

She gently removed the wood against the door, and slowly opened the door tremblingly.

Call!

As soon as the door opened, a large stream of crooked wind mixed with dead leaves, rain, mud and gravel suddenly penetrated into the ruined temple, and only an exclamation was heard.

"Ahh

The scar-faced scholar actually saw a person with a big head standing there motionless, and her heart was very nervous.

Xie Laosan frowned and shouted.

"Who's it, get out of here. ”

Still silent.

Bang....

The lightning reappeared, blooming with a strong dazzling light, like a sharp axe, splitting through the layers of fog, and everything in the world could not be hidden.

Peng!

The rough man Xie Laosan ran fast with a firewood knife and a knife. As soon as he tightened up, he kicked the man's head, and the head of the black shadow in the darkness was kicked away, and the huge head rolled up like a human head, turned a few times in the mountain wind, and rolled straight to the door of the broken temple.

Xie Laosan's heart was ridiculous, worthy of the sour nerd who only knew how to study books all day long, dancing and writing and chanting poems, he was really very timid, he smiled, walked over and pointed to the black shadow on the ground, and said softly.

"Sir, what do you look like? ”

"What is this?"

The scar-faced scholar looked at it fixedly, only to find that the thing actually had a very wide edge, woven with bamboo strips and oiled paper, to shield from rain and sunlight, a big hat that was round and flat, and the scar-faced scholar was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized.

"Hat!?"

Xie Laosan picked up the hat from the ground again, and put the hat on top of a flat pole that stood horizontally at the door of the ruined temple, as if the pole was forgotten outside by a porter in a hurry. As soon as the mountain wind blew, the brim of the hat was instantly stressed, and the corner hit the broken door, and there was a loud bang, and the man yawned.

"It looks like a false alarm. ”

Xie Laosan was about to enter the ruined temple to continue resting, when he suddenly heard the bitter gourd Facebook student behind him exclaim.

"Listen, brother, is someone shouting?"

"Huh?!"

Xie Laosan was stunned when he heard this, but he saw the solemn look in the eyes of the bitter gourd face scholar. He listened carefully in the direction of the scholar's gaze, but from the sound of wind and rain, he could vaguely distinguish that there was a faint noise coming from the mountains and forests far away from the deserted temple.

In the misty mountain rain, although the mountain forest was a little far away, the sound still came gradually. Although it seemed to be a little far away, the voice could still be vaguely distinguished, as if someone was screaming and screaming, mixed with some mournful wails.

"Don't!"

"Help!

If there is an unbridled and rough laughter in his ears, as if someone is tearing clothes, and as if someone is fighting desperately, Xie Laosan's face is grim, and the firewood knife in his hand is unconsciously clenched a little.

"Brothers, copy guys!"

A shout, deafening. In the drowsy and hazy, the sleeping porters and men in the house were startled, and they looked sleepily, but they saw that the door of the ruined temple was wide open, and the sound of rain and wind poured back. After a closer look, I saw that Xie Laosan was standing in the wind and rain with a firewood knife, and suddenly felt that something was not good!

"Who's shouting?"

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

"Go, follow me to save someone!"

Hearing Xie Laosan's anxious and urgent voice, several men also changed their expressions, and they all copied some stones from the ground in a hurry, and the wooden sticks rushed out.

"Go and save someone!"

"Good!"

Under the leadership of Xie Laosan, a group of people rushed to a mountain forest in the distance of the broken temple, followed by two scholars with branches and sticks in their hands.

As everyone approached the forest, the small sobs got closer and closer, and everyone looked up and saw a forest. This large area of forest is densely layered, the branches are intertwined, and the majestic night rain has only penetrated the ground, and some places in the forest clearing are still dry.

"Help! who's going to save me?"

The more anxious everyone ran when they heard it, and not long ago, they suddenly saw that not far away, there was a man who couldn't see his face clearly, and he was pressing a pale, trembling woman, as if he saw the people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and the man's movements that couldn't see his face suddenly froze.

"Brute!"

"Pigs and dogs are not as good!"

These rough men could not suppress the indignation surging in their hearts, and they all glared at the man in black and rebuked each other. As if he didn't notice it, the masked man in the black scarf pushed the woman over.

A fragrant wind came to his nose, and the scar-faced scholar actually took the woman into his arms at the last moment, and the black scarf masked turned around and ran away.

"Chase, don't let him run!"

"It's not as good as a beast!"

"Poor Kou Mo chase, big brothers, be careful!"

A group of men wanted to chase after them, but they heard a voice shouting, and unconsciously stopped the pace of chasing, and looked at the bitter gourd face scholar.

"This gentleman has a point. ”

Xie Laosan also waved his hand to stop the man who continued to chase after him, and the bitter gourd-faced scholar also came over to support the woman, and the group of people walked down the hill and walked towards the deserted temple.

"This bandit isn't going to call someone, is he?"

"But in the barren mountains and mountains near Qingzhou, we go back and forth every day, but we have never heard of bandits!"

"Well, it's supposed to be the gangster who came to cut the path!"

"There are so many of us, I'm afraid of his eggs. ”

The group walked back to the barren mountain and the broken temple, the girl's whole body was wet with the mountain rain, her clothes were close to her body, and her body trembled slightly, but it looked more and more moving.

The bitter-faced scholar picked up some branches and firewood from the ground and threw them into the burning bonfire.

Suddenly~

The flames suddenly rose, and the barren mountain and ruined temple were instantly warm like spring, and everyone saw the rescued girl clearly. I saw that the girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, big eyes, and delicate figure, which was very beautiful, and people couldn't help but feel love and pity.

The little woman was a villager in Yang Village at the foot of the mountain, but she was unexpectedly abducted by thieves into the woods. The girl encountered an accident, as if she was in shock, and said tremblingly: "Fortunately, the big brothers helped to save their lives." ”

"These barren mountains and mountains..."The scar-faced raw skin smiled stiffly, "Why did the girl run out in the middle of the night?"

Daddy was worried that the heavy rain would wash away the family's fields, so he went up the mountain alone, but he didn't return for a long time. My family was very worried, so I went up the mountain to check...."

"Oh?"

"What a pathetic girl!"

"That thief is damned!"

A group of people gossiped, hugging and fighting, the girl's beautiful eyes were lightly raised, her teeth were like rhinos, and the smoke and water were full of pupils, "But I don't want to meet the thieves in the mountains." ”

"Oh, I see. ”

The Scarface scholar was a little puzzled, and then asked the porter sitting on the side, "Third Brother Xie, I don't know where this Yang Village is?"

"This Yang Village?" Xie Laosan's face froze into thought, and he suddenly remembered after half a sound, "Yes, the village under the mountain is that Yang Village." ”

The girl seemed to have encountered a sudden change, frightened, and accidentally roasted by the blazing bonfire in a panic, covering her heart and sneering.

"Oops, this fire is so hot. ”

"It's getting late..."The bitter-faced scholar looked at the sky outside, "Little girl, I will spend one night in this broken temple today." ”

A group of people tossed for a long time, all of them were a little tired, so they laid a bunk in the deserted temple.

And they went to sleep.

The night deepened and the wind and rain became louder.

In front of the statue of the god of the deserted temple, the bonfire gradually extinguished, and only a dark red charcoal fire remained

There was a sudden silence in the deserted temple, and the sound of snoring and stupid words sounded again.

In the blur, the silhouette of a person sneakily climbed up.

"Boom. ”

It was as if something was rolling to the ground, and the rope suddenly sounded again, like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon.

"Boom. ”

A bolt of lightning swept through the sky again!

The short-lived thunder and lightning reflected the scene in the deserted temple, and a figure with a worm-headed human body stood in it, and eight arthropods spread out on all sides, stirring wantonly.

It was like a statue of a god enshrined in the deserted temple, suddenly standing in the crowd.

The head of the bright-eyed and bright-toothed girl rolled to the side......