Painted skin jade series

When Liu Da and Xiuqing returned from the outside with a full load, the blood in the inn had been cleaned up, and Chen Yuhui stood in front of the building waiting for them to come back.

Chen Yuhui said: "I heard from the shopkeeper that there is a monk's temple on the mountain next to this place. Let's go and stay there temporarily. We will leave after the Dragon King Festival when we have a boat."

"My lord, why don't you stay here. Look, it's so lively." Although Xiuqing complained, she immediately went to check out with Liu Da to pack her things.

Chen Yuhui turned his head, and Wang Xu'an followed behind him like Nougatang.

Chen Yuhui frowned.

Wang Xuan smiled.

This person finally helped her, and Chen Yuhui didn't take the nougat away.

Three masters and servants of the Chen family got into the carriage, and Wang Xu'an Baba ran behind the carriage.How can a man outrun a horse?He was quickly dropped.

"Young master, who is that person?"

"do not know."

"Why is he following us?"

"do not know."

"Don't you know him, sir?"

"You've seen it."

"what?"

"Ah."

"Where have I seen it?"

Liu Da, who was driving the car, heard the two people talking, he laughed, and said, "Isn't it the down-and-out son who roasted wild rabbits on the side of the road?"

"Oh, it's him?" The little bookboy remembered the rabbit, lifted the curtain, and said to Liu Daoist dissatisfiedly, "He was so dirty before, how could you recognize the same person?"

Liu Da laughed: "His pair of peach blossom eyes can't be picked out out of a hundred. Why can't you recognize them?"

The little book boy pursed his lips, thought of something, and said dissatisfied: "It's too annoying, and we don't know him well, so we keep staring at the young master. A dog that can't run away."

Will that person follow?Chen Yuhui was somewhat curious.

The mountain is called Fuqiu, and the temple is called Cheng'en.

The temple is very big, and there are very few monks. When the monks saw them coming, their expressions were very strange.Fortunately, there are many wing rooms, so I took the incense money and led them to choose one to live in.

The offerings in the temple are not Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, or Dragon Kings.It is a vicious ghost with fierce eyes.The monk said, this is begging God.Chen Yuhui had never heard of such a god name.He realized that he had made a wrong decision.

From childhood to adulthood, the decisions he made seemed to be one step closer to danger.Obviously uneasy and wanting to stay away, but I don't know the direction, I always step into the worst quagmire without any mistakes, it's like being sucked into the quagmire.Thinking about it this way, Chen Yuhui was not so confident in her decision this time, and even became hesitant.

After seeing Xiuqing and Liu Da's even more hesitant expressions, he forced himself to put away his apprehension, and calmly walked in the direction he chose.Nothing happened yet, did it?

The temple is very large, and the flowers and trees in the backyard are obviously not cleaned up, which is a bit overgrown with weeds.The cabin is clean and tidy.A large area with dozens of houses is empty.The monk arranged a room for each of them.

Xiuqing refused to live alone, and still ran into Chen Yuhui's room. Liu Da thought that the two neighbors would be fine, so he just had to be more vigilant at night.

Before falling asleep, Xiuqing said, "My lord, this temple is really weird."

Yes, it's weird, not like a temple, but like an ancestral hall, eerie and cold.

In the middle of the night, there was a sound of crackling, crackling, cracking, crackling, and Chen Yuhui pretended not to hear it, but the sound became louder and louder, and it seemed to ring in his ears regularly.

Chen Yuhui finally couldn't help it, opened her eyes with a snap, took a deep breath and turned her head, her clear eyes scanned the room.The bed curtains were not put down, and the room was unobstructed, and there was nothing unusual about it.The voice in my ear was also negligent and far away, faintly, it seemed to still be there.

Chen Yuhui looked at Xiuqing who was clutching her skirt tightly, and felt apologetic in her heart.He was very afraid, but he was even more afraid that the inexplicable fear would also attack his two companions. He didn't want them to have an accident, and he wanted to find out the source of his dangerous feeling.So, he carefully opened Xiuqing's fingers, put on his clothes and stood up.

The little book boy slept soundly, hugged the quilt and turned around, snoring softly.

The room was dark and it was cold outside the door.The mountain wind was blowing, and Lin Tao moved up and down.As far as the eye could see, there was no light.

The temple fell asleep, and the temple didn't even light a candle at night.

The sound of 哢哢哢哩 was distinguished from all the objects, and when Chen Yuhui thought she couldn't hear it, it gradually sounded again.

Chen Yuhui walked slowly while clutching the hem of his clothes, his hands were so blue and white that almost had veins.He is very nervous.

Going around, it's not like walking in one place.

Voices are guiding him.

who is it?

Who wants to see me?

When Chen Yuhui stopped in front of a large door, the crackling sound finally disappeared as his footsteps landed.

Chen Yuhui suddenly thought, if the crackling sound was regarded as human footsteps, then, from just now until now, there has been a "person" leading him over?

Chen Yuhui could hardly breathe.

What's in this room?The pillars of the door frame are carved with indistinct images, and to the touch, they look like animals and evil spirits.Chen Yuhui took a deep breath, put both hands on the door and pushed it violently!When there was a sound, the door opened.

It's just a door that's ajar.

Although the light is dim, you can still see the appearance of the room clearly. There are long black boxes piled high and low inside. On the left side, there are wooden boards on a dozen stools, with straw mats on them, and several shelves. A humanoid body... This is a very large morgue!You can even smell the stench of corpses...

Chen Yuhui took a step back, tremblingly supported the hard object next to her, and turned her head to see that it was a wooden carving with a vague appearance, isn't it the evil spirits kept in the temple?

Evil shadows piled up in her heart, and Chen Yuhui turned around and ran away.

Behind him, the door suddenly creaked.

Two groups of black shadows floating in the air protruded.The huge figure was swaying in the air, as if he would fall from the air at any time due to his lack of stature. In fact, of course not, he was a big-headed ghost who had been dead for hundreds of years.There was a person lying on top of the big-headed ghost, with a flake-like body that seemed to be loose even to the bones. This person was of course Wei Linghe.

Wei Linghe looked at Chen Yuhui's fast running figure, and sighed: "I said, why is it so lively at night, with corpses turned into ghosts and ghosts, so it's your little friend who came."

"Why is his fate so light? The ability to spy on spirits is banned, and he still attracts ghosts. Fortunately, he can't see it now, otherwise, looking at so many black and charred souls sitting up in the room, sticking He ran after him like sugar, and his life was scared to death." Wei Ling moved his fingers together to block a barrier, separating the black shadow spreading like running water behind Chen Yuhui, "Look, he owes me another favor. "

Chen Yuhui was struggling to run, as if something was stuck behind him, he didn't dare to turn his head, and moved his feet without thinking, and then, suddenly, his steps became brisk again, because he suddenly became relaxed, and he couldn't stop for a while. , almost jumped out, into a person's arms.

Warm, hot, spacious...who?Chen Yuhui almost fell back in fright, but fortunately, someone grabbed her arms in time.

He raised his head, a face, and his mouth was grinning.Chen Yuhui trembled her lips and asked, who?

I don't know if it was because he was exhausted from running, or because he was really frightened, but although he asked in a clear voice, his legs and feet were weak and he could hardly stand up.

"It's me, Wang Xu'an." The voice in the dark night was so hollow that it seemed to come from another dimension.

It took Chen Yuhui a long time to react.

At that time, Wang Xuan pulled him and sat down side by side on the stone steps.

Chen Yuhui was still not at peace.Rows of dark coffins, stacked corpses...the pungent foul smell...

Weird temple.