"Okay, you have to carry me. I can't walk anymore."
I was immediately dumbfounded. Auntie, do you think I can walk? My legs are almost useless. But for my sweetheart, I have to show my consideration as a man. I gritted my teeth and took out the energy of the hellish training in the army, just treating it as a weighted mountain climbing training. Fortunately, it was going down the mountain, which was relatively easy.
"Hehe, you really carry me. I thought you wouldn't want to." Shen Bing smiled with satisfaction on my back.
"Oh, I was thinking about carrying my future wife on my back. But why is there such a big gap between dreams and reality?" I mocked Fan Wei's tone and said the last sentence jokingly.
Shen Bing laughed and said, "You are like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back!"
"Well, Zhu Bajie is Zhu Bajie, as long as she's my wife, I don't mind."
"Oh, you bumpkin, I've been fooled, you're so bad!" As a result, she pinched my shoulder, but I felt that this was just flirting, scolding is love and hitting is love!
After walking down for a while, I couldn't carry her anymore. It was too dangerous. If I wasn't careful, I would fall down. But Shen Bing rested on my back for a while and recovered a lot of her strength. She walked faster than me.
It was already past eight in the evening when we arrived at the light ahead. It was a village, but it was too small, probably no more than ten households. However, there was a temple at the east end of the village that was very majestic, with flying eaves and a huge atmosphere. I thought it would be better to stay in the temple and hide there for the night than to disturb others so late at night.
Shen Bing agreed, but the temple door was locked. It seemed that the door was not opened unless it was time for worship. She looked left and right, and the flashlight finally fell on the window. The window was ajar, and there was no plug from the inside. She walked up to it and pushed it gently, and the window opened. Suddenly, a pungent smell of smoke and dust hit her face. It had not been cleaned for a long time, and the window was covered with dust. She fanned her nose and moved away.
We waited until the smoke cleared before jumping in. This was my second time entering a temple at night. Last time, I stayed in the main hall of Longxing Temple with Qu Mo and Lu Xiaoxiang in the provincial capital. This temple looked quite imposing from the outside, but the space inside was not big, and there was only one statue. I used the flashlight to shine for a long time, and I was puzzled. I had never seen such a statue before.
This statue is sitting on a chair, holding a book in his right hand and stroking his beard with his left hand. From the appearance and momentum, it looks like Guan Gong, but he is wearing a Qing Dynasty official hat with a feather on his head and a Qing Dynasty official uniform on his body. The expression on the statue's face is gentle and elegant, quite vivid. The doors and windows may not have been opened much, so the paint color is kept intact and very fresh.
It seems that the person being worshipped here is a civil official of the Qing Dynasty. Judging from the feathers on his hat, he must have held a high position. I wiped my nose and thought for a long time, but I couldn't think of any high-ranking official in this area during the Qing Dynasty. It is possible that the less than ten families in the village are descendants of this Qing Dynasty official, and they built a temple here to worship him. This is very common among the people.
But the altar was covered with dust and cobwebs. No one had offered sacrifices to it for a long time. This was also strange. Why didn't anyone offer sacrifices to it
Shen Bing used the bag of food and water to pat a clean area on the ground and pulled me aside: "What are you looking at? Sit down and take a rest. You must be tired from carrying me on your back just now."
Hearing that she was actually considerate of me, I felt warm inside, smiled at her, and sat down with her, the two of us back to back. Such an intimate sitting posture, with large areas of body contact, I almost stopped breathing...
"Be good and go to sleep quickly." She may have felt my back rising and falling due to my rapid breathing, and issued a warning.
In fact, it’s not that I’m dishonest, her small back is equally restless, exuding a fiery breath…
In a deserted mountain, in a wild temple, in a quiet night, sitting back to back with a beautiful woman, do you think I can sleep? This is simply a torment, a test.
But the tiredness of the past few days still overcame the beautiful mood, and I fell asleep without knowing when. I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard the window creaking and woke up immediately.
I felt a chill in the temple, which made me shiver involuntarily. Damn, there must be something evil! "Okay, you have to carry me. I can't walk anymore."
I was immediately dumbfounded. Auntie, do you think I can walk? My legs are almost useless. But for my sweetheart, I have to show my consideration as a man. I gritted my teeth and took out the energy of the hellish training in the army, just treating it as a weighted mountain climbing training. Fortunately, it was going down the mountain, which was relatively easy.
"Hehe, you really carry me. I thought you wouldn't want to." Shen Bing smiled with satisfaction on my back.
"Oh, I was thinking about carrying my future wife on my back. But why is there such a big gap between dreams and reality?" I mocked Fan Wei's tone and said the last sentence jokingly.
Shen Bing laughed and said, "You are like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back!"
"Well, Zhu Bajie is Zhu Bajie, as long as she's my wife, I don't mind."
"Oh, you bumpkin, I've been fooled, you're so bad!" As a result, she pinched my shoulder, but I felt that this was just flirting, scolding is love and hitting is love!
After walking down for a while, I couldn't carry her anymore. It was too dangerous. If I wasn't careful, I would fall down. But Shen Bing rested on my back for a while and recovered a lot of her strength. She walked faster than me.
It was already past eight in the evening when we arrived at the light ahead. It was a village, but it was too small, probably no more than ten households. However, there was a temple at the east end of the village that was very majestic, with flying eaves and a huge atmosphere. I thought it would be better to stay in the temple and hide there for the night than to disturb others so late at night.
Shen Bing agreed, but the temple door was locked. It seemed that the door was not opened unless it was time for worship. She looked left and right, and the flashlight finally fell on the window. The window was ajar, and there was no plug from the inside. She walked up to it and pushed it gently, and the window opened. Suddenly, a pungent smell of smoke and dust hit her face. It had not been cleaned for a long time, and the window was covered with dust. She fanned her nose and moved away.
We waited until the smoke cleared before jumping in. This was my second time entering a temple at night. Last time, I stayed in the main hall of Longxing Temple with Qu Mo and Lu Xiaoxiang in the provincial capital. This temple looked quite imposing from the outside, but the space inside was not big, and there was only one statue. I used the flashlight to shine for a long time, and I was puzzled. I had never seen such a statue before.
This statue is sitting on a chair, holding a book in his right hand and stroking his beard with his left hand. From the appearance and momentum, it looks like Guan Gong, but he is wearing a Qing Dynasty official hat with a feather on his head and a Qing Dynasty official uniform on his body. The expression on the statue's face is gentle and elegant, quite vivid. The doors and windows may not have been opened much, so the paint color is kept intact and very fresh.
It seems that the person being worshipped here is a civil official of the Qing Dynasty. Judging from the feathers on his hat, he must have held a high position. I wiped my nose and thought for a long time, but I couldn't think of any high-ranking official in this area during the Qing Dynasty. It is possible that the less than ten families in the village are descendants of this Qing Dynasty official, and they built a temple here to worship him. This is very common among the people.
But the altar was covered with dust and cobwebs. No one had offered sacrifices to it for a long time. This was also strange. Why didn't anyone offer sacrifices to it
Shen Bing used the bag of food and water to pat a clean area on the ground and pulled me aside: "What are you looking at? Sit down and take a rest. You must be tired from carrying me on your back just now."
Hearing that she was actually considerate of me, I felt warm inside, smiled at her, and sat down with her, the two of us back to back. Such an intimate sitting posture, with large areas of body contact, I almost stopped breathing...
"Be good and go to sleep quickly." She may have felt my back rising and falling due to my rapid breathing, and issued a warning.
In fact, it’s not that I’m dishonest, her small back is equally restless, exuding a fiery breath…
In a deserted mountain, in a wild temple, in a quiet night, sitting back to back with a beautiful woman, do you think I can sleep? This is simply a torment, a test.
But the tiredness of the past few days still overcame the beautiful mood, and I fell asleep without knowing when. I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard the window creaking and woke up immediately.
I felt a chill surging in the temple, and I shivered involuntarily. Damn, there must be an evil spirit!