Wang Zijun turned back reluctantly, muttering, "Since the bastard has sincerely apologized, it would be a shame if I don't give him a good beating!"
I squeezed his wrist hard, and he screamed in pain: "It's broken, it's broken..."
"I'll teach you a lesson. You'll only be satisfied if you get drunk and then get beaten, right?" I scolded him, not caring about Qu Mo's expression behind me at the moment, and dragged Wang Zijun straight to the outside of Longxing Temple.
When I got here, I turned around and saw Qu Mo still standing outside the restaurant, looking at us. I suddenly felt that my attitude was a bit too much, and I calmed down. Although Lu Xiaoxiang was a bit smooth, it was inevitable for ordinary people living in the city to develop such a personality due to the pressure of life. There are so many people like him, why bother with him? It would be really uneasy for me to watch him die without helping him.
I looked up at the ticket office and went over to buy two tickets. Wang Zijun was pinched just now, and now he didn't dare to ask anything. He followed me into Longxing Temple stupidly. I didn't come here to play, but to kill time. I waited for Qu Mo to find me. Because there was no way for her to solve the evil spirit in Lu Xiaoxiang, she would definitely ask me for help.
I have been to this attraction more than once, and I came with Yaxue. At that time, we were as naive as many other pilgrims, thinking that if we made a wish in front of the statue, it would come true. However, four years later, the wish has become a bubble that can never be realized. Making a wish is just a fucking daydream!
It has deceived countless believers, but there are still people who are fooled. There is only one deity, but there are countless pilgrims who make wishes. Can he take care of it all? Besides, every temple has the same statue of the deity. Do you know which one is the real one? You may have worshipped the Bodhisattva for decades, but the Bodhisattva doesn't know about it and doesn't care about you at all. You are just worshipping a clay statue for decades.
I was too lazy to go around, so I let Wang Zijun go by himself and sat on the steps of the main hall, staring at the endless stream of people. Four years ago, Yaxue and I were among these tourists, but now I am the only one sitting here feeling lost, missing the good old days.
My heart ached.
I took a deep breath and told myself to accept my fate. Perhaps it was because I chose the profession of a ghost story inheritor that I was destined to have a bad fate. Yaxue would disappear from the five elements forever, and Shen Bing was out of reach.
I was daydreaming when I suddenly saw a man and a woman in the crowd walking towards the gate. The familiar back of the woman almost made my eyes pop out.
She is Shen Bing!
I can't see it wrong. I would recognize her even if she was burnt to ashes. I started to smile bitterly. This line seems inappropriate here, but this metaphor can show how deeply I remember her. She was still wearing that white windbreaker, and her back looked so charming, but the man next to her was such a damn spoiler.
The two people seemed very intimate, chatting and laughing as they walked, which made my heart start to freeze!
At this moment, I really wanted to make a mistake about the person, but my eyes were so bright, and Shen Bing turned her head to look at the man next to her from time to time, so there was no way I could make a mistake about this profile.
I found myself like a clay sculpture, my whole body cold as I watched the two of them walk out of the temple. My breathing almost stopped.
My eyes were still fixed on the temple gate until their backs disappeared. A familiar figure also passed by my sight, but I was stunned for a long time and ignored him, treating everything as cold air.
"Xifeng, isn't that the old man catching ghosts on the train?" At this time Wang Zijun came back and called beside me.
I suddenly woke up and followed his finger to see the old man surnamed Liang walk out of the temple gate and disappear around the corner. I hurriedly stood up and said to Wang Zijun, "Let's go and follow him."