When that dreamlike interrogation was over, Mu Qing lay against the wall in this silent black cell, staying in this special space blessed with the formation, ordinary monks or monsters may feel depressed, fearful, desperate, and hesitant, and this kind of emotion is very suitable for the interrogation of prisoners, but Mu Qing doesn't care about this, or rather, he has long been adapted to and used to this kind of atmosphere that is even more excessive than this, after all, staying in a similar space for hundreds of years, if he doesn't collapse and go crazy, he will be extremely tenacious, Mu Qing is the latter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this familiar space, feeling the familiar atmosphere, Mu Qing's spirit couldn't help but be a little trance, and for a while, as if in a dream, he once again experienced more than a hundred years of helplessness, longing, joy, happiness, pain and a new life.......

"Boom!", "Click!" The thunder is endless, and the lightning roars down, intending to cut through the sky in the deep mountains, illuminating the emptiness of the mountains more and more miserable, and the deeper and deeper, the huge trees and rocks in the deep mountains are like crazy devils who have to be open, roaring in the sky with teeth and claws in the rainstorm and lightning, as if to express the unwillingness in their hearts, and as if to complain about the injustice of this heavenly way.

The heavy rain poured down like a heavenly river, as if to destroy everything here, the torrential rain bent the waist poles of the trees, washed down the isolated rocks, and obscured the angry face of the mountain, leaving only countless water snakes rushing down from the mountain, the rain was faintly mixed with the unwilling sorrow of the mountain, and everything in the mountain seemed to have gradually surrendered to the endless power of heaven and earth.

A dilapidated building in the deep mountains appeared and disappeared in the lightning and thunder, and it was even more dilapidated when it looked closer, the ruined walls of the house were broken, and there were no doors and windows, as if a murderous ghost was opening its mouth wide, ready to swallow people at any time; vines and weeds climbed the wall, and the electric light showed that the house was even more gloomy; several places on the roof opened 'skylights', and the beams and pillars appeared in the electric light, and the remaining few pieces of debris trembled in the heavy rain, and from time to time a piece was caught and disappeared, like dry bones scattered on the roadside, gradually appearing under the rain. Through the continuous electric light, you can see that the open space in front of the house is overgrown with weeds, and a few broken plaques are hidden in it, and the dust attached to it is washed away by the torrential rain, and it is barely possible to draw out three twisted large characters "Land Temple".

Standing outside and looking in, the raindrops cut through the broken roof, layers of crystal bead curtains, and under the miserable white thunder light, there seemed to be a heavy wheezing sound coming from the temple, and the dusty earth in the temple seemed to be shaking with gasp!

"Whew", "Whew", a slightly thin young man leaned on the earth statue tiredly, panting heavily, the cold rain overflowed most of his body, and slipped off the thin raincoat, the translucent plastic raincoat was tightly attached to the young man's body, but it still could not stop the flow of water from the young man's soaked clothes to the earth. At this time, there was a huge mountaineering bag hanging around the neck of the land statue, the outside of the backpack was already soaked, and the water traces were like curved snakes winding on the statue, and the kind smile of the land lord was a little helpless at this time.

"Grandpa Land, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, you can move your seat and let me take shelter from the rain." ”

"You see you don't know how many years you've been in this mountain, and the soil on this body is enough to shape another land woman for you, or you can take advantage of the rain to go out and take a bath alive." ”

"You are a wooden body, it's nothing to be exposed to the wind and rain for a while, my flesh is not comparable to the mortal fetus, please let me live a way!"

The lightning flashed, and the gray face of the land prince was a little gloomy.

The young man gasped for a while, his body trembled a few times, his teeth "gurgle", and he continued to beg: "Lord of the land, please save me! I will sit for you today, and I will return it to you tomorrow when the rain stops. ”

"Boom, boom, boom!" A few lightning bolts struck, and when he looked at it again, the land lord was still smiling kindly, and he seemed to nod his head in the changing light and shadow, as if he agreed with the young man's proposal.

The young man didn't see this, he regained his strength, his body pressed against the statue of the earth, and silently said in his heart: 'Amitabha, how offended!', his whole body slammed hard, and the statue of the land, which had not been pushed for a long time, was suddenly pushed down by him from the masonry shrine, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

The young man jumped out of the shrine to pick up the backpack that had fallen on the ground, only to find that the wooden statue of the god had fallen into disrepair or had been broken into pieces of wood and sawdust when it landed, and the ground, which was originally overgrown with weeds and covered with rotting leaves and dust, was washed by the rain, revealing the mottled bluestone nature.

The young man was startled, his heart trembled, he hurriedly picked up the bag, and folded his hands together: "The Jade Emperor is above, Amitabha, sins and sins, land grandfather, I hope you don't remember the villain, when I go out, I will definitely find someone to come back to repair the temple for you, reshape the golden body, and often serve incense, Amitabha!"

After speaking, the young man climbed up to the shrine, shivered and took off the wet clothes on his body, wrung out the water, wiped his body a few times, threw it on the shrine casually, hurriedly took out a few dry clothes wrapped in plastic bags from his backpack and put them on his body, and then sat on the only piece of land in this broken temple that could not accommodate people in the rain.

Take out your phone and dial the top number:

"Hey, monkey, I'm wood. ”

"I'm in the mountains now, this hellish weather, it's raining suddenly, you listen to the thunder outside!"

"I'm fine, okay, I'm sheltering from the rain in the land temple now. ”

"Don't worry, it's not dangerous, I've seen the terrain before, even if there is a flash flood, it won't be able to rush here. ”

"I'll give you a map, and I'll drive to pick me up tomorrow afternoon, and I'll be out by then." ”

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This young man is Mu Qing, his parents may have given him this name to admire Wei Huo, hoping that his son will become a dragon, who knows that he is lazy by nature, introverted, he likes to stay at home since he was a child, and he only has so many friends since he was a child, and the "monkey" just now is one of them, which makes him even more withdrawn and unsociable. Mu Qing's mind is average, and he has little contact with people so he seems a little dull, so he gets a nickname called "wood", he is like many ordinary people, enters ordinary schools, gets ordinary transcripts, and then, like most people in the city, enters ordinary companies, takes low salaries, and goes back and forth between home and company like marionettes, if there is no accident, he is also buried among the thousands of "** silk" of the same kind, buried between the high-rise buildings in the city.

However, fate is really difficult to fathom, an unexpected surprise filled Mu Qing's pocket, he found this mountain forest in his spare time, and after hurriedly preparing according to the online strategy, he entered the mountain. Of course, before entering the mountain, he also inquired with the people in the mountain village to make sure that there were no fierce beasts, so he set off with peace of mind. After all, most people still regret their lives even if they don't want to improve.

After wandering around the mountain for most of the day, it was getting late, and Mu Qing found the land temple mentioned at the beginning. If it weren't for the tattered plaques and the statues of the gods in the temple, he would have thought he had entered a haunted house in the mountains. But he still complained silently: Isn't there a mountain temple supposed to be built in this mountain?

The temple was empty, except for the mottled and dusty statue of the god sitting on the shrine in the middle, the walls were mottled, the ground was covered with dust and rotting leaves, and patches of low and sparse weeds were trying to grow on the land. The large area of land outside was extremely gentle, but after comparing the indoor and outdoor environments, Mu Qing decided to live inside tonight.

After cleaning up a piece of ground, setting up the line, and making a full sacrifice to the temple, Mu Qing clasped his hands together and bowed his head to the statue: Lord of the Land, I'm bothering you! Tonight, let's live to be neighbors.

The weather in the mountains is like learning the face change in the Sichuan opera, the moon and stars are still above the head, and the face is like being drunk.

The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is quite large, and after being slapped indiscriminately on his body by this cold rainstorm for a while, Mu Qing shivered, gritted his teeth and made a decision: he was willing to get wet, and dared to grab the land for the establishment! Otherwise, let alone live here in the future, it is a matter when he can go out, so there is the beginning of the play.

After sending out the map positioning, Mu Qing took out a few bottles of medicine from his bag, and in this state, the medicine could not be stopped. Looking at the cheerful and bright sun on his mobile phone, he couldn't wait to immediately "enshrine" his mobile phone "on this shrine: what a broken weather forecast, if it weren't for this foothold, I don't know how to spend tonight, fortunately, the villagers said that it didn't rain for long in the mountains in the past, and you will wait to receive bad reviews when I go back tomorrow."

After swallowing a few pills, Mu Qing hugged his clothes, looked at the rainstorm and lightning outside the house, and closed his eyes in a dazed state......

The next day, the rain did not stop, and the monkey could not wait for Mu Qing who came out of the mountain, and the phone was not answered. A few days later, the weather improved, the mountain road was feasible, the villagers went into the mountain to search, and it didn't take much effort to find the tools and clothes in the land temple, but they couldn't find Mu Qing alive or dead. The temple is still broken, and the land lord who looks a little miserable is still so gentle and smiles at the busy people in the mountains......