Chapter 3: Under the Hundred Grass Gate (17)
In a daze, Fengzi suddenly heard a sound of footsteps in the distance, and several people hurried towards the temple, and a spirit, awakened from his sleep, jumped up in a hurry, and looked out from the side of the tribute platform with his eyes open. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info I saw that the sky outside had begun to brighten, but the morning fog of the river had not yet dissipated, drifting in all directions, five people rushed along the river bank, and under the sound of hunting and hunting, the long-faced man at the beginning was the head of Baicaomen. The two behind him, one tall and one short, are the two brothers surnamed Fu and Zhen. The other two ended up in juvenile outfits, although they tried their best to catch up, after all, their skills were inferior, and they were always a cut behind the boss.
Feng Zidu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but tremble, just because he was afraid of ghosts and prejudiced ghosts, he opened his eyes and looked around, and his heart quickly planned a way to get out. However, Jing Xianxian and the others came so quickly, and after a short time, they arrived in front of the temple, and the tall man surnamed Fu said: "Senior brother in charge, there is a ruined temple here, and that kid may be hiding inside." Jing Xianxian looked up at the surroundings, nodded in a deep voice, and said: "There is no other place to go here, after all, that little ghost is not familiar with life, so he shouldn't be able to go far, most of them are in this vicinity." Fengzi was greatly frightened, and saw that there was a cloth curtain under the tribute platform, and thought that he could hide in it, so he gently opened the corner of the cloth curtain, shrank down and got into it, thought about it, and quietly reached out to erase the traces of the previous night's sitting.
As soon as Fengzi retracted his hand, he heard Jing Xianxian and others kick open the temple door and break in, and the door panel was already rotten. Toyoko was so frightened that she almost screamed, and hurriedly pressed her mouth tightly with her hands.
The audience walked to the front of the tribute platform, and the short man surnamed Zhen scolded and said: "Everyone searched for that little bastard all night, but they couldn't find it, could he really have wings and fly away out of thin air? Fuck, if Lao Tzu finds that little bastard, he will definitely skin him and break his bones." The tall man surnamed Fu said: "What are you talking about? Senior brother in charge is here, let's start searching as soon as possible, and it is true that we will continue to search for it if we don't get better." In a word, we must not let that little ghost run away from our Baicaomen, otherwise it will spread out of the rivers and lakes, and everyone will have no face? I am afraid that everyone will say that we Baicaomen is a place where whoever wants to come and go. The short man surnamed Zhen seemed to be very unconvinced, but in front of the head, he didn't dare to say more, snorted lowly, and muttered: "Who said I wasn't looking? Following the banging of all the rooms in the temple, I think he and the people have begun to search one by one, corner by corner.
Fengzi was even more frightened, curled up in the tribute platform and didn't dare to move a little, biting his lip desperately, so that he would not cry out uncontrollably in panic, and secretly just silently thought: "The land father-in-law blesses the one, and the land father-in-law blesses the one." ”
Hearing that everyone searched for a while, the banging sound gradually stopped, and they all came to report to the head that they had not found it. Jing Xianxian suddenly sneered and said, "That little ghost can't be invisible? Otherwise, how can hundreds of people in the whole door not even find a child?" Hmph, I'm afraid that some of you are not truthful and deceive your superiors and subordinates. The more he spoke, the more stern and cold his tone became. The tall and short people were silent, and they didn't dare to make a sound, thinking that when they heard this, everyone's faces changed color, and they were sincerely terrified. After a while, Jing Xianxian suddenly sighed and said lightly: "What's the use of talking more at the moment? There were many footsteps, and the five of them went out and continued straight along the river.
Fengzi was overjoyed and thought, "God forbid, these wicked people did not come to find me. After listening for a long time, he made sure that there was no one else in the temple, and then a high heart fell back into the cavity. He was about to climb out of the tribute platform, suddenly heard a soft sneering sound at his feet, soft as if something was wriggling, looked down and looked down, found that it was a pointed black snake swimming along the soles of the feet, this time couldn't help but be shocked, hurriedly jumped up, "click" sound, the head has hit the tribute platform to pieces.
But Fengzi still cared about whether his head was injured at this moment, and saw that there was a stone pier next to him, so he hurriedly climbed up, and waited for a while, only to find that the temple was full of rattling sounds, and it was full of poisonous snakes. He was usually most afraid of this slippery and sharp snake and insect, but when he saw it, he felt that his internal organs were almost about to break through his mouth and fly out, and in the scream, he didn't have time to think about it, jumped off the ground and stumbled out of the door.