The next day, Ximen Shuai, who was ** by Ouyang Shen's stick, couldn't stand to get rid of the bad luck**, and decided to rush to the Holy Land, Temple Town, and Decline Temple.

Ximen Shuai didn't bring anything, so he put some travel money in his pocket, and according to the guidance of Ouyang Zhishen, he embarked on the road of "seeking God".

By the time Ximen Shuai arrived in Temple Town, it was already past one o'clock in the night, and a light rain was falling in the sky.

Maybe because of the rain, the reason why it was dark without a moon, and the blessing of Ximen Shuai's bad luck, he walked around and around for two hours, but he didn't find the address of the Temple of Decay.

This is also because the temple is so prosperous, and the current temple town is about to catch up with the size of a small county town.

also made his whole body wet clothes and pants, his legs were soft, his feet were soft, and his whole body was soft.

Fortunately, this is not the road to the west, and the road to the west cannot take shortcuts, but Ximen Shuai can.

Ximen Shuai saw that he was about to miss the time agreed with Ouyang Shen, so Ximen Shuai was ruthless, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet, and decided to take a taxi.

A taxi driver driving down the road.

Suddenly, he was stopped by a man in white, this person's face was miserable and white, wearing a white dress, drenched, looking fluttering, this is Ximen Shuai.

In addition, it is almost three o'clock in the night, and there is still rain, which reminds a taxi driver who has just been on the job for a few days to remember the plot in the ghost story, the rainy night terror.

But the taxi driver cautiously asked, "Where are you going, gentleman?"

"The temple of windfall, the temple next door," Ximen Shuai said weakly.

As soon as the driver heard Ximen Shuai say that he was going to the God of Wealth Temple, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the person who went to the God of Wealth Temple would not be a ghost, and the God of Wealth was very spiritual, and he was not afraid of any demons and monsters.

But the taxi driver, who was not relieved, was startled by the "temple next door" behind Ximen Shuai.

The driver thought to himself: What are you doing at the Temple of Decay so late? In the heart of the taxi driver, the Temple of Decay is an ominous place, but the driver still drove the car to a place about 100 meters away from the Temple of Decay.

The driver took the money given by Ximen Shuai and guided Ximen Shuai to go a hundred meters forward to the location.

The driver collected the money, and the driver wanted to see what Ximen Shuai was doing in the Temple of Decay, so he looked back and said, Oh my God! The man in white was gone.

The taxi driver, who was puzzled, suddenly saw a hand on the glass of his car, it was the man in white.

The taxi driver's heart was about to be frightened, could he really be so unlucky that he had met the legendary ghost on a rainy night?

The man in white in the driver's eyes, that is, Ximen Shuai, only said one sentence: "Master, please stop in the future, don't stop at the sewer mouth, okay?"

Ximen Shuai was also helpless, he knew that it was not all the driver's fault, and it was probably the result of his own bad luck.

When Ximen Shuai came up from the mouth of the sewer, he was covered in mud, his shoes fell off, and his pants were torn.

The white shirt changed to a yellow and black shirt, and there was a plastic bag of soy milk packaging on the shoulder.

After another bad luck, Simon Shuai became a beggar.

Fortunately, the sewer is seriously clogged, and there is already a tendency to turn from the drain to the garbage can.

It's a blessing in misfortune, otherwise Ximen Shuai might have disappeared in the sewers, just like his aunt.

When Simon Shuai climbed out of the sewer, the driver was gone. There is really no sense of morality, the spirit of Lei Feng has left us, Ximen Shuai sighed.

Ximen Shuai saw the Temple of Decay, I don't know why, he felt that the dilapidated temple gave him a sense of intimacy, maybe Ximen Shuai's previous life was a subordinate of the Decay God family.

"I don't know if I, Ximen Shuai, can be like the Tang monk and apprentice in the Journey to the West, after going through a lot of hardships, I can come to the bitterness and see the rainbow after the wind and rain?"

Ximen Shuai endured the apprehension and inexplicable excitement in his heart, wearing a single shoe and a yellow and black beggar costume, resolutely pushed open the creaking door, and stepped into the temple of decay.

However, the plaque of the Temple of Decay was already dilapidated, and it was also late at night, so Ximen Shuai did not see the words "Temple of Decay".

Ouyang Feng had already seen clearly what was going on outside the temple through his spiritual power, and the scene of Ximen Shuai falling into the sewer just now made Ouyang Feng sigh, it was really home.

......

After Ximen Shuai entered the door, he saw the statue of the god erected behind the altar, and no one knew how Ximen Shuai could see the statue of the god of decay in such a dark temple.

Ximen Shuai once again affirmed that what he experienced a few days ago was real, because the image he saw in the water before was exactly the same as the idol in front of him.

Those charming handsome eyes, those high noses, those lips with a little evil smile.

Ximen Shuai bowed his head and worshipped, "Your people Ximen Shuai visited the god of fate, please forgive the god of fate, Ximen Shuai did not bring incense to worship your old man"

Ouyang Feng looked at Ximen Shuai's funny appearance, it was very funny, and he almost laughed, but Ouyang Feng still didn't make a sound, he wanted to see what would happen to Ximen Shuai below.

Ximen Shuai lay on the ground for a long time, but he didn't hear any response, and began to wonder.

Could it be that this is all my own wishful thinking? Could it be that the images I see these days are my hallucinations? This idol is not the god of fate at all?

Ximen Shuai couldn't believe it, from the twenty-seven years of despair to the hope he caught a few days ago, is he going to return to a desperate life now.

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling, this must be the god of fate testing me, I can't doubt God so easily" Ximen Shuai began to self-hypnosis.

Because Ximen Shuai is afraid that he can't bear it, the pain from hope to despair, this feeling of going from heaven to hell will make people crazy.

The rain outside the temple became heavier and heavier, and the broken roof could no longer shelter Ximen Shuai from the wind and rain, and the rain began to pour down from the broken tiles, falling on the statue of the declining god, falling on the grass in the incense burner, and falling on Ximen Shuai's body.

The dust on the statue of decay had been washed away, and the dust was gone.

The grass was once again moistened by the rain and began to grow hard.

Simon Shuai still resolutely knelt in front of the statue of the declining god, praying for God's salvation, and the rain flowed from the tips of his hair to his thin shoulders, to his thin body, and then from between his legs to the mossy ground.

Outside, thunder began to be remembered, and the light of lightning reflected in the temple of the god of decay, giving the statue of decay a brief glow, but the statue of decay still had charming handsome eyes, a tall nose, and lips with a little evil smile.

"Ask God for Salvation"

"Ask God for Salvation"

“......”

To be continued

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