After we racked our brains and thought deeply, Wen Fang and the others were shocked at the same time, inexplicably drew out their pistols, and rushed to the open door of the Buddhist temple behind them.
Because of the sudden incident, the three of them got close again. I was caught between them, and I was turned around involuntarily. I raised my eyes and found that there was nothing left outside the door.
So, I wanted to chase them out and ask these two people what the hell were they doing
At this time, Yu Mingjie and Wen Fang walked back with sullen expressions, and the two looked at each other.
Yu Mingjie took a heavy breath and asked Wen Fang, "Wen team, you also listen... Heard?"
Wen Fang made a click, put the gun down, nodded with a heavy expression, "Well, I seemed to have heard it just now, Uncle and they were calling our names outside the door! Yan Zhi, did you hear that?"
I looked at the door confusedly, and said to my heart: Are these two people stunned again? The temple has been quiet, and the breath of a few people is clearly audible. Where is the voice of the old bandit
Wen Fang knew what I meant when he saw my look.
She turned her head to ask the two little sisters again, they also wrinkled their smooth foreheads, shook their heads and said nothing!
At this moment, Wen Fang's face changed, and he said gloomily, "The previous situation has reappeared... ...Uncle Huang and their voices seem to be only audible to me and Mingjie! I thought it was from the temple of the Buddha. The ghost of Awan Zeluga, now it seems that this place still has a mystery that we don't know."
Yu Mingjie's urn sounded angrily, and he looked to me in a trance, and said: "Wen team, this thing is really weird! From the previous gunshots to the shouts of Uncle and the others just now, Yan knows that the three of them seem to be I can't hear you. Have you ever thought about this reason?"
I was so uncomfortable that I was looking at him, and I awkwardly avoided his gaze, and began to ponder this question in my heart. It stands to reason that a few people just stood together, with no shelter in between. Why can only the two of them hear the old bandits and their movements repeatedly, but the three of us are like deaf people and can't hear anything
Taking a few people together, Wen Fang thinks that the problem may lie with us. There must be something different between me and the two little sisters.
My brain, which was already sticky now, has become sticky.
He took a closer look at himself, stretched out his hand and touched his face again, wondering: "That's right, there are noses and eyes, except for being handsome, they are no different from Yuzai!"
Wen Fang's Emei frowned: "No, I didn't mean that! But, you three... I don't know how to explain it. In short, between me and Mingjie and the three of you, there must be There is a difference in one respect!"
After she said so, I actually understood a little bit.
She wanted to say that my two sisters and I are different from her and Yu Mingjie in a certain aspect, maybe in one thing, or in something that I have been in contact with.
I plunged into contemplation on the spot, trying to recall the experience along the way, each possibility was quickly eliminated from my mind, and a series of memories flashed in front of me.
However, apart from the initial appearance of Zhao Jiao and I in a spiritual space, almost everyone was together along the way. Everything we came into contact with was the same. How could there be such a difference
Just when I was unable to do anything, I suddenly heard Yu Mingjie's "Huh" and exclaimed: "Wen Team, I seem to understand what's going on!"
"Say it!" Wen Fang hurriedly arrived.
Yu Mingjie looked at me and the two little sisters with uncertainty, and said with no confidence: "A few days ago, Yan Zhi and the two sisters had been living in Sangli Temple, but we were staying in the hotel outside. .. ... Except for this reason, I can never think of any difference!"
After Yu Mingjie finished speaking, I almost doubted my ears. What kind of a fucking statement? Don't use this guy to use the topic, want to deliberately provoke the conflict between Wenfang and me!
Wen Fang obviously disagrees with Yu Mingjie's idea, and thinks that it must be other reasons that we have overlooked.
In short, in the face of such a weird situation, while everyone's hearts are filled with confusion, they are no longer in the mood to think carefully. Immediately summed up, I decided to leave immediately and look at the source of the sound.
Several people packed their clothes and walked out of the temple. The moon was still in the sky outside the door, and the temples and monks everywhere were like white shadows frozen in the night.
Somehow, looking at these buildings this time always gave me an unreal feeling.
Yu Mingjie recognized the direction with Wen Fang, and took a stupa on the right side of the main hall. I picked up Xiao Amei surnamed Chai, and a few people walked quickly to the bottom of the stupa.
This pagoda covers an area no smaller than a Buddhist hall. The style is the most typical flat-angled dome building in Tantric Buddhism. The square underneath is a bell-tower-like platform. On the brown stone brick wall, there is a row of more than two meters open. The high doorway.
At each corner of the Sifangtai, a round gourd-shaped spire is set up. In the middle of the Buddha statue, is the main part of the stupa. It is covered with statues of various Tibetan Buddhist gods under the moonlight.
Yu Mingjie craned his neck, looked into the dark doorway, and said: "Wen team, Uncle's voice, it seems to have come from this tower before, and it sounds very dull.... .. ."
Wen Fang stared at the doorway in front of her dignifiedly, faintly, then unscrewed the flashlight to shine inside. This doorway seemed to be a monster that would swallow light, and the bright light penetrated in, even within a meter. It can't be seen through.
Several people couldn't help feeling a little bit chilly, Wen Fang got bold, and cautiously rushed inside and shouted twice, "Uncle... Aunt...", the voice was erratic in the Buddha's platform.** After a few laps, it sounded wicked and cold when it came out again, as if there was a gloomy female ghost in the Buddhist platform trying to talk to her....
I couldn’t stop my scalp on the spot and it was numb to the back of my ears. I held Amei’s buttocks and pulled Wenfang with my hands. The previous Buddhist temple is going to be wicked. Since the old bandits didn’t answer, maybe they weren’t here. They didn’t take risks, so just go ahead!"
No, my words actually had a counterproductive effect. Wen Fang gently shook off my hand, took out the pistol and walked in directly. When I saw it, I was so frightened that I scolded this lady for being self-willed and not listening to good people. Sooner or later, you will suffer! But she didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly followed with Xiao Amei on her back.
Everyone filed in. After crossing the doorway, they swept across the dense darkness around them, where the flashlight completely lost its effect.
Losing their vision, several people had to walk deep in the dark, and the sound of kicking and stomping footsteps stood up and was particularly permeating. My heart was hairy, and when I heard the sound of "Snee" in my ear, the little girl on my body complained with a trembling voice: "Boss, what is so stinky?"
I shrugged my nose, and as expected, I smelled a fishy and stinky smell, like the screaming of a dead fish.
When I was about to speak, I heard Wen Fang say coldly in the dark: "This is the rancid smell of dead people, so be careful, this place may be weird! Such a nasty corpse smell usually only appears recently. Dead body!"
I had already vaguely judged that this was the stench of human body decay.
But after another thought, I couldn't help being shocked again: This horrible place should be the only group of people who have been here. How could there be dead people? According to the smell of corpse, the longest time of death is no more than one month.
Could it be that during this month, anyone else has been here
I couldn't help but ask Zhao Jiao next to him, if anyone else had been to the monastery during this period
She clasped my arm and said with a trembling voice: "Old, boss, I, Sister Chai and I have lived here for more than three months. Except for Meng and Sister Meng, I haven't seen anyone else!"
I was inexplicably cold when I heard that, since no one has been here, how could such a dead body appear here? (End of this chapter)