This sudden sound made my heart tremble. Wulong Temple is so loud. The sound indeed came from the dusty statue. Not only I heard it, but Fang Tian also heard it.
This voice made me suddenly realize that before we came to the Wulong Temple, there were people here, but the other party had been hiding and did not show up. When night was about to fall, this man made a sound.
The two of us immediately stared at the statue. The statues in the Dragon King Temple on the river beach are generally mud-shaped, and the larger Dragon King Temple will also have larger statues. When the Wulong Temple was full of incense, the statue in the front hall was full of one and a half people tall.
When Fang Tian and I stared at the statue together, the voice completely disappeared again. I think about it, but I always find it wrong. The people who came to the Wulong Temple ahead of us, why didn't they speak early and late, and had to wait until the sun went down and night fell
I stayed calm, pulled Fang Tian backwards, and walked towards the god statue step by step. It wasn't until this time that I began to seriously think about a question, whether that piece of paper was a trap.
But this thought flashed past. If it was a trap, the person who kept the note didn't need to work so hard.
"What's the point of hiding like this?" I said as I walked slowly, "You have no face to see people?"
"You guessed it all right." The idol suddenly said another sentence: "I just have no face to see people."
My scalp was numb, and my footsteps suddenly stopped. This time, I was very close to the idol, and the voice came to my ears clearly.
I can tell that it is a man's voice, and he should not be too old, about 30 or so years old. The man's accent is a bit strange, not exactly the local accent of the river beach, but it also has the smell of the river beach village. Anyway, he can't tell where he is.
"I don't have the face to see people, I still want to see." I thought about it. Anyway, I have already arrived here. I have to figure out which is right and wrong: "You left that piece of paper?"
"August 15th, Wulong Temple." As soon as the other party heard the note, he immediately said what was written on the note: "I thought you didn't dare to come, who knows you really have the courage."
"Come out, now that it's here, come out and meet..."
As I spoke, I didn't pay attention to my feet. I was halfway through talking, and suddenly I felt like I was stepping on something under my feet.
The sky outside was dark, and the inside of the Wulong Temple was even more groggy. As soon as I stepped on something under my feet, I felt that it should be a rope.
The child is tight, close to the ground, and still has a resilience after stepping on it. When I noticed that I stepped on the rope, I immediately withdrew my foot.
I closed my feet very quickly, but I was still a step late. I heard a creak, and then, the idol standing in front of me suddenly swayed back and forth twice and fell down.
I hurriedly hid back, and the idol fell directly in front of me, shattered into several pieces. When the idol fell, a cloud of dust rose up, obstructing his vision.
I was afraid that there would be some danger hidden behind the dust of this invisible object, so I hurriedly hid back. I don't have any other weapons, only the one-foot-long pig-killing knife. The knife is tightly held in my hand, and my eyes are staring straight ahead.
After the idol fell, there seemed to be no other sound, only the dust was slowly floating and permeating. This idol should be a long time ago. When the idol is broken, I can smell it, as if there is a breath of time deposited.
In the Temple of Five Dragons, the needle fell silently, and I could even see my own heartbeat. Just standing silently for a long time, from outside the half-open door, a gust of wind blew in, the wind swept dust and whizzed past.
"Did you see me..."
When the dust was blown away by the wind, a sound suddenly came from behind the dust. At this time, the diffuse dust was blown away by the wind, and the scene in front was vaguely visible.
There was a figure in front of it. Judging from the position of the figure, it should be behind the statue of God, because this statue of God blocked the figure.
My eyes widened, but I still couldn't see clearly, I could only see vaguely, it was a human figure.
call…
At this time, a gust of wind blew in again along the crack of the door, and most of the dust everywhere was blown away, and my vision became clearer. When I looked at the figure again, there was a chill from the soles of my feet. .
This time, I can see it more clearly. The figure seems to be hanging from a rope, just like a hanged ghost in the folks. The wind outside the door blows in, and the figure follows the wind in the dust that is about to settle. Shake gently left and right.
The person talking to me is this "hanged ghost"
I didn't dare to be careless, and continued to look forward. When the master took me to collect the corpse, he said more than once that when a person dies, it is dead. Unless there is an extremely special reason, a person will disappear like ashes after death, will not move, let alone speak.
If it wasn't this hanged ghost who was talking to me, then would someone else be stumped by the one who spoke just now
"Look... What do you see...
Besides me, who else can talk to you..."
While I was thinking about it, one of the hanged ghost's arms seemed to move again, and the sound that had appeared several times before came back into my ears.
Fang Tian grabbed my arm from behind and motioned me not to act rashly. Although I was nervous, I knew that it was absolutely impossible for a hanged ghost to speak. Someone must be pretending to be a ghost.
"Don't worry." I pressed Fang Tian's ear and said, "You retreat back, this must be someone playing a flower spear."
After saying this, I turned my head and looked at the figure in front of me, and said: "I don’t believe that people who hanged can still talk to me here. If you have the ability, you come down and walk around and talk face to face. I'll talk."
"The things you don't believe... There are so many... You want me to come down for a walk... OK... You wait..."
Just after these few words were said, the two arms of the figure suddenly lifted up, his hands firmly grasped the noose around his neck, he pushed hard, and retracted his head from the noose.
Immediately afterwards, this figure grasped the noose with both hands, and slowly fell to the ground, about two feet away from the ground. As soon as he loosened his hands, his feet fell to the ground.
"I'm down..." After the figure landed, it seemed to stand unsteadily, as if it was being hung in a noose. He shook his body back and forth, drooping his head, and dangling his hands in front of him, saying: "Come down. NS… "
My head seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds in an instant, and I was dumbfounded. The more I felt that it was impossible, the more clearly it appeared in front of me, I even wanted to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming.
However, I was not scared of being out of control, after all, I used to deal with corpses a lot. I have settled down. Now that I have reached this point, no matter what the situation is now, I have to face it.
"Since I'm down, let's talk about it. What's the statute to lead me to the Wulong Temple?"
"Is there any regulations... They are all old acquaintances... I just call you to meet and reminisce about the past..."
"Old acquaintance? What old acquaintance?"
"You didn't forget me..." The figure stood slantingly on the spot, raised his arms, and slowly straightened his slumped head, and said, "Don't you recognize it?"
At the moment when the figure straightened his head, I was taken aback, not only me, but Fang Tian behind him almost exclaimed.
I gritted my teeth and forced myself to calm down, but my heart kept pounding, and the figure was right. This turned out to be an "old acquaintance".
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