Ah Ling and Jing Jing, two girls who were frightened by the statue of the god of decay, walked on the street, and their hearts were always incredulous about what they had just seen and heard.

Listening to the visitors of the decay temple, this decay god statue is like this, which made Ah Ling very shocked.

Ah Ling thinks that the declining god who has been in awe since she was a child should be with teeth and claws, a gloomy face, and a pair of devil's horns.

But the decaying god statue I saw just now turned out to be a handsome boy with an evil smile, and this decaying god statue turned out to be very similar to that Ouyang Feng.

Ah Ling thought in her heart, if that Ouyang Feng was also painted with tung paint, would he be a god of living and decaying?

I have to say that Ah Ling's imagination is really good.

"Ah Ling, how can that decay god statue be so similar to Ouyang Feng?" quietly followed Ah Ling out of the decay temple, and was already impatient to ask Ah Ling.

"I、I don't know, I haven't entered the temple of decay since I was a child, and few people in the town have seen the decay god statue before, and the few people who have seen the decay god statue are very secretive about it, so we all think that the decay god statue is very scary, just like a monster"

At this time, the curiosity of Ah Ling and Jing Jing began to run wild in the woods like a wild deer, and the two decided to wait for the night when there were fewer people, and then go to the decay to find out, in order to solve the itch of curiosity.

"Let's go, go to my house first, I'm going to ask my mother to see if my mother knows about the decaying god statue."

Ah Ling took Jingjing's hand and began to walk home.

What Ah Ling and Jing Jing don't know is that their words and deeds are under the gaze of a person, or a "god".

......

Under the gaze of Ouyang Feng's spiritual power, Ah Ling and Jing Jing gradually moved away.

"It turns out that this Ling girl, her family is from Declining God Town, it's really fate" Ouyang Feng muttered.

Ouyang Feng was originally enjoying the people's incense in the statue of the god of decay, absorbing the power of the people's faith, and cultivating hard.

From time to time, I secretly repay the people who come to the incense and help the people solve their small problems. For example, "Mr. Itchy Hands", who likes to touch other people's pockets, reduces the chance of "Mr. Itchy Hands" going to prison. Ouyang Feng felt that he was very great, and Fu Yi was not only a doctor, but also a "heart".

But Ouyang Feng, who was cultivating, suddenly heard someone calling him, it was still a girl's sweet voice, or two, which made Ouyang Feng think it was the legendary Yan, and he met it.

But Ouyang Feng, who reacted, felt that something was wrong, he was now a god of decay, and no one in God of Decay Town knew his true name?

Ouyang Feng, who came to his senses, swept the temple of decay with his spiritual power, and found two little girls looking at their idols in a daze.

This made Ouyang Feng almost think that he had been seen through his identity, just like Comrade Tianpeng under Sun Wukong's fiery eyes.

Later, Ouyang Feng's heart returned to his chest from the back of his throat, these two goblins, oh, no, they were two girls, one of whom was recognized by Ouyang Feng as Baizhou University, that is, the classmate A Ling who was about to jump off the building.

At that time, in order to save Ah Ling, Ouyang Feng also temporarily compiled a spoof version of "The Book of Suicide".

Although I hadn't seen this girl for a long time, Ouyang Feng, who was impressed by Ah Ling, immediately recognized it.

If Ah Ling knew that Ouyang Feng was very impressed with her, would Ah Ling be happy?

Seeing someone he knew before in this decay temple made Ouyang Feng very happy, he had been trapped in the decay god statue for so long, and Ah Ling was the first person he met and knew.

......

After dinner, Ah Ling's house.

"Grandma, Jing Jing and I are going to play in the Temple of Decay," Ah Ling said, taking a middle-aged woman's arm.

"Well, the Temple of Decay? It's unlucky, so don't go."

Now although the people of Temple Town gradually say that the God of Decline is a "good god", the people of God of Decline Town still have a sense of fear of the Temple of Decline, and her daughter wants to take her classmates to the Temple of Decline to play, Ah Ling's mother hesitated, but still shook her head and denied.

"Grandma, it's going to be fine, now everyone says that it's very spiritual to go to the temple of decay to pray for blessings" Ah Ling began to use the coquettish Dafa.

But the coquettish Dafa is not a one-size-fits-all approach, and this time it failed.

The frustrated Ah Ling and Jing Jing could only obediently go to "sleep".

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, there was a small creak at the door of Ah Ling's house, a big crack was cut, and two little heads came out, shrunk back, tiptoeing, full of heart and excited expression.

When people saw it, they thought it was a bumper harvest, and they thought that the two little heads thought that no one saw them, they were very excited and excited, but all of this was seen by others.

Needless to say, of course it's our protagonist Ouyang Feng, Ah Ling's home is very close to the Temple of Decay, and it is just on the edge of Ouyang Feng's spiritual power scanning, so Ouyang Feng has become a thief, a voyeur.

Ouyang Feng, who was trapped in the decay god statue all day long, was already bored, but now that he saw such an interesting thing, of course he wouldn't miss it.

"Ah, Ah Ling, I'm a little scared, is there a ghost at such a late hour?" quietly grabbed Ah Ling's hand, the big eyes behind the glasses were staring at the darkness, afraid that there was a ghost there.

"Hell, you're big, don't talk nonsense" Ah Ling patted Jing Jing's head and whispered, but Ah Ling's voice was also trembling.

Ouyang Feng was even happier when he saw this, Ouyang Feng's heart began to have crooked ideas, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth was so charming, his eyes turned a few times, and Ouyang Feng controlled his spiritual power to form a small airflow next to Ah Ling's pink ears.

"Jingjing, what are you doing blowing in my ears" Ah Ling turned her head and asked Jingjing in a low voice.

Jing Jing, who was looking around, was confused by Ah Ling's question, "Ah, I didn't, what kind of blowing?"

"Jingjing, don't touch my waist, it's very itchy" Ah Ling turned around and asked Jingjing.

Jingjing was confused again, "I didn't".

"Jingjing, don't touch my fart, stock, if you want to touch it, touch your own, yours is much more warped than me" Ah Ling, who was repeatedly touched, turned her head and warned the quiet woman, wolf behavior.

Jingjing's classmate was about to cry, because Jingjing, who often watched ghost stories, thought of "Ghost in the Bedroom" "I—I really don't".

"You still said no, you touched my fart again, it's gone" Ah Ling's face changed, and this time Ah Ling was about to cry.

Now Ah Ling and Jing Jing are standing face to face, but Jing Jing can't touch her back, who will it be?

In the deep darkness of the night, there was only a small crescent moon in the starry sky, barely illuminating the road in front of us.

Ah Ling and Jing Jing, two little girls, were walking on a small street without street lights, when a cold wind blew, and the trees without a few leaves next to the street made a noise.

"Yes, who touched it?"

Ah Ling and Jing Jing leaned close to each other tightly, like the frightened little white rabbit, so helpless.

To be continued

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