Painted skin jade series

It was near noon when Chen Yuhui woke up, and the little book boy had already woken up, and the voices of him and Liu Da came from the door.

Chen Yuhui, who was lying on the bed, blinked and regained consciousness a little bit.

The door opened.The brisk footsteps of the little book boy, with steamed buns, porridge and some side dishes in his hands.Seeing Chen Yuhui sitting up, Xiuqing hurriedly called: "My lord, you finally woke up and slept so soundly that I dare not call you. Master monk brought breakfast, and I warmed it up twice."

Dressing and washing, Chen Yuhui stared at the food on the table in a daze.It shouldn't be poisonous, right?My stomach is growling, let's eat.

How did the little book boy know the thoughts in his son's belly? He just said happily: "This temple is so big. It looked gloomy last night. I walked around it in the morning. It turned out to be excellent. Except for the lush vegetation, There are people cleaning inside and outside. The carved beams and painted buildings are like a courtyard. There are seventy or eighty empty rooms, and each one is neatly arranged inside, as if someone will come to live in it at any time."

Chen Yuhui hesitated and said, "You turned back and forth?"

Xiuqing nodded: "I went to the front hall to sit for a while. Brother monks are having morning class. Everything here is good, but the Bodhisattva offered is too fierce. Brother monk said that this Bodhisattva is very spiritual, and he will answer any prayers. He also said that in this world There are no gifts for no reason, and whatever you get, you must pay the same price."

Chen Yuhui's chopsticks stopped for a moment.

Xiuqing muttered: "Does the monk mean that it's the same as we pay for things? We live here because we paid for incense?"

Chen Yuhui took a bite of the steamed bun and said, "Yes, we paid for it."

"Brother Monk said, it doesn't matter how many days we stay here. Few people come here. Because the day after tomorrow is the Dragon King Festival, Zhangling has been closed. If we need anything, tell the temple, and they will do it." Xiuqing Said, "But, I really want to see the parade. It's very lively."

Is it lively?It's lively enough here... Chen Yuhui thought with black lines.

"My lord, are you awake? You're just in a daze." Xiuqing was curious.

Chen Yuhui knocked on the little book boy's forehead, hula drank half a bowl of porridge, and asked nonchalantly, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Xiuqing nodded, showing two canine teeth: "Very familiar. I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow, and I didn't have any dreams. When I wake up in the morning, I feel refreshed. Let's stay here for a few more days."

Chen Yuhui was silent.

After finishing his meal, he wandered deliberately.I found that the temple is farther away from the county seat than I thought. Standing here, looking at it, Zhang Ling turned into a block of tofu.Why didn't you notice it when you came yesterday?

He walked for a long time to the direction of the main hall that Xiuqing said.It is enough to see more carvings on the stone wall on the door frame.It's no different from human life, except that people have turned into ghosts with green faces and fangs. The big ghosts hunt, accompany and eat people who are struggling.There are even pictures of getting married, having children, and having sex.In these paintings, human beings are like confined pets.The painting is fine, except for the uneven surface, no engraving is used to enhance the shape, and there is no abnormality at all if you don't look carefully.

"What, do you think it's strange?" A hoarse voice sounded.

Chen Yuhui turned her head in shock, there was obviously no one around just now.Why is there someone talking?

A monk, a very strange monk.

Bald head, fragrant scar marks, yellow Zen clothes, homemade shoes.There was nothing surprising about the dress.

... With narrow eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows, green skin and thin lips are soft and charming, the whole person exudes a sinister air, not like a monk in a serious temple, but like a fan in a brothel.

Seeing Chen Yuhui's puzzled face, the monk smiled and said, "Why, it doesn't look like it?"

The monk smiled, and his sympathy and charm became stronger, and the whole person almost posted it.Chen Yuhui leaned back in disgust.

The monk giggled, and the sound seemed to come from a dead body.If we meet at night, nine out of ten will regard him as a ghost.The monk laughed enough and asked, "You haven't left yet, what are you doing here?"

Chen Yuhui frowned: "Can I leave?"

The monk shook his head: "If you want to leave, of course I can let you go."

"Who are you?" Chen Yuhui was suspicious.

"I'm not a monk in this temple?" The monk rubbed his head.

Chen Yuhui shook her head: "How could the... monks in this temple let me go?"

"Children, aren't you stupid?" the monk said happily.

Chen Yuhui suddenly said: "I'm not stupid, why did I come here? It can be seen that I am not ordinary stupid."

The monk couldn't help laughing when he saw that the young man in front of him looked very distressed.He was tired from standing, so he simply sat cross-legged, leaning against the pillar as if his bones were falling apart.He said to Chen Yuhui: "There is something that attracts you."

"What?" Chen Yuhui was uneasy.

"Do you know how to beg God?" the monk asked.

Chen Yuhui nodded hesitantly, and glanced at the painting on the wall frame.

"These evil spirits are sacrificed at the Dragon King Festival." The monk's voice was a little lazy, "People who live with beasts come down from the mountain and are regarded as evil spirits. They are as addicted to eating human flesh as wild beasts and imprisoned humans. Later They were wiped out by the gods, and the corpses were fed to the river fish. Although some captive human races regained their freedom, they began to worship them as begging gods, and this has continued for hundreds of years. This is the temple they worship."

"Are you offering the dead?" Chen Yuhui's voice trembled, and he had already guessed the general truth.

"Ah, they didn't kill them all. When their own clansmen died, the corpses were stored here first and then thrown into the river." As if knowing what Chen Yuhui was thinking, the monk couldn't help asking, "You... believe me?"

"..." Chen Yuhui glanced at the monk again, and said, "You have no malicious intentions."

The monk laughed: "I'm not all kind."

Chen Yuhui's mind was elsewhere, his heart was pounding, and he opened his mouth to ask, "What is 'Nine Dragons Carrying Corpse'?"

The monk brushed his clothes and stood up, saying: "The chosen sacrifice, the sacrifice who escaped death. If you don't go down the mountain again, it's not good to be chosen."

The monk took a few steps and disappeared.

Chen Yuhui still wanted to ask, but someone called him from behind.Wang Xuan.This person really, always appears inexplicably.

"Why don't you go down the mountain?" Chen Yuhui was impatient.

"Master Monk said that we are all predestined people chosen by the Buddha. He invited me to stay for a few more days and arranged to live with you." Wang Xu'an laughed.

The chosen... is there a predestined person?Chen Yuhui rang the alarm bell in her heart.

"You want to stay?" Chen Yuhui glanced at Wang Xu'an and said, "I'm leaving."

"Huh?" Wang Xu'an chased after the boy.Looking at the boy's back, Wang Xu'an was full of sweetness.Really say that the wind is the wind, and the rain is the rain. If you have a bad temper, why do you like it.Have you planted it?

"..." Before saying hello to leave, Chen Yuhui saw Xiuqing, who was naughty and climbed up the tree, was stung by something and fell from the tree.

...bitten by a snake.

The monks in the temple graciously brought healing pills.

Chen Yuhui heard Wang Xu'an exhale, and said, I can't leave.Chen Yuhui was very unhappy.

Is there any power to stop them from going.

But who is that monk during the day?for what purpose

It's okay to stay another night, just don't go out.Chen Yuhui thought to herself.

If only things could be this simple.