"Do you still want to chase her?" Shen Bing said in a crying voice.
"Nonsense, if we don't catch up with him, how can we know if he is the murderer?" I actually didn't want to ruin such a wonderful feeling, but I still knew the importance of things. I couldn't lose track of that bastard again just because I was hugged for a little longer.
"Okay, give me some talismans." This girl actually knew to ask me for talismans.
I turned on the flashlight, and the bright light in front of my eyes made Shen Bing realize that she was holding me. She quickly let go of me, leaned back and frowned, saying, "Why are you holding me, you country bumpkin, you want to take advantage of me again."
Oh my god, please hug me, this is a pure false accusation. If you were allowed to travel back to ancient times and become Wu Zetian, I'm afraid no man would be able to survive.
At this time, I was in no mood to argue with her, so I picked out two amulets from my bag and handed them to her, then collected my things and was about to leave through the window. However, I turned my head and glanced at the statue. Damn, I found that the face of the statue had changed, the paint had peeled off, and it looked fragmented and inhuman.
I quickly stopped and adjusted the flashlight, and was shocked. The whole face of the statue was very stained due to the peeling of paint, and it looked like a ghost face, which was quite creepy. Especially the lips and nose were gone, and the eyeballs turned white, as scary as dead fish eyes!
Haunted temple! This thought flashed through my mind.
There is a record in the ancient books of Maoshan that in the Song Dynasty, a scholar went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Because he missed the first night to stay, he encountered a deserted temple at night. It was probably similar to our current situation, but there were people living nearby. He took his servant to stay there. As a result, at midnight, the statue turned into a fierce ghost and ate the servant alive. Fortunately, he had an ancestral jade pendant on him at that time, so he was spared from being killed by the evil ghost and escaped from the small temple. Later, he fled to a village in front and told his experience. The villagers told him that it was an evil temple. Because he died tragically and had no place to stay, he sent a dream to his relatives, built a temple, and lived in the temple. Whenever someone asked to stay overnight, he would be cruelly eaten by him.
Damn, judging from the locked temple door and the fact that no one is offering sacrifices in the temple, it is almost the same as what is recorded in ancient books. With such an evil ghost living here, who would dare to enter the temple? Only outsiders who are unaware of the situation would come in. This bastard must have not received any offerings for a long time, and he often went out to hunt for food, and Sheng Yanyan became his prey.
But this is just a guess. If we want to know the answer, we can only subdue him to find out whether he did it.
We were lucky today. We didn't find Sheng Yanyan's body, so we solved the problem. I pulled Shen Bing and turned around and jumped out of the window, released the little white flag, and then opened my yin-yang eyes. If this small temple is his lair, he must not be far away. Maybe he is hiding in the nearby mountains and will not dare to come back until we leave. It should not be a problem to find him.
The small white flag whizzed across the night sky and disappeared in an instant. This thing was much more sensitive than a dog's nose, but it was a pity that there was no Ermao to control it, otherwise its power would be much greater.
Shen Bing and I stood in front of the small temple and looked around. We found that most of the lights in the village were off, except for a house in the northeast corner, which was emitting a dim light. Looking at the clock, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. Why was this family still not sleeping
Just when I was wondering, I saw the shadow of the small white flag looming above the house. Could it be that the ghost had hidden in this house? I quickly pinched my fingers to communicate with the small white flag, and it was indeed there. "Do you still want to chase it?" Shen Bing said in a tearful voice.
"Nonsense, if we don't catch up with him, how can we know if he is the murderer?" I actually didn't want to ruin such a wonderful feeling, but I still knew the importance of things. I couldn't lose track of that bastard again just because I was hugged for a little longer.
"Okay, give me some talismans." This girl actually knew to ask me for talismans.
I turned on the flashlight, and the bright light in front of my eyes made Shen Bing realize that she was holding me. She quickly let go of me, leaned back and frowned, saying, "Why are you holding me, you country bumpkin, you want to take advantage of me again."
Oh my god, please hug me, this is a pure false accusation. If you were allowed to travel back to ancient times and become Wu Zetian, I'm afraid no man would be able to survive.
At this time, I was in no mood to argue with her, so I picked out two amulets from my bag and handed them to her, then collected my things and was about to leave through the window. However, I turned my head and glanced at the statue. Damn, I found that the face of the statue had changed, the paint had peeled off, and it looked fragmented and inhuman.
I quickly stopped and adjusted the flashlight, and was shocked. The whole face of the statue was very stained due to the peeling of paint, and it looked like a ghost face, which was quite creepy. Especially the lips and nose were gone, and the eyeballs turned white, as scary as dead fish eyes!
Haunted temple! This thought flashed through my mind.
There is a record in the ancient books of Maoshan that in the Song Dynasty, a scholar went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Because he missed the first night to stay, he encountered a deserted temple at night. It was probably similar to our current situation, but there were people living nearby. He took his servant to stay there. As a result, at midnight, the statue turned into a fierce ghost and ate the servant alive. Fortunately, he had an ancestral jade pendant on him at that time, so he was spared from being killed by the evil ghost and escaped from the small temple. Later, he fled to a village in front and told his experience. The villagers told him that it was an evil temple. Because he died tragically and had no place to stay, he sent a dream to his relatives, built a temple, and lived in the temple. Whenever someone asked to stay overnight, he would be cruelly eaten by him.
Damn, judging from the locked temple door and the fact that no one is offering sacrifices in the temple, it is almost the same as what is recorded in ancient books. With such an evil ghost living here, who would dare to enter the temple? Only outsiders who are unaware of the situation would come in. This bastard must have not received any offerings for a long time, and he often went out to hunt for food, and Sheng Yanyan became his prey.
But this is just a guess. If we want to know the answer, we can only subdue him to find out whether he did it.
We were lucky today. We didn't find Sheng Yanyan's body, so we solved the problem. I pulled Shen Bing and turned around and jumped out of the window, released the little white flag, and then opened my yin-yang eyes. If this small temple is his lair, he must not be far away. Maybe he is hiding in the nearby mountains and will not dare to come back until we leave. It should not be a problem to find him.
The small white flag whizzed across the night sky and disappeared in an instant. This thing was much more sensitive than a dog's nose, but it was a pity that there was no Ermao to control it, otherwise its power would be much greater.
Shen Bing and I stood in front of the small temple and looked around. We found that most of the lights in the village were off, except for a house in the northeast corner, which was emitting a dim light. Looking at the clock, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. Why was this family still not sleeping
Just when I was wondering, I saw the shadow of a small white flag looming above the house. Could it be that a ghost had hidden in this house? I quickly made a finger gesture to communicate with the small white flag, and it turned out to be there.