Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Who are you?"

"Zuo Yang?"

"Donor Zuo?"

Zuo Yang looked at the temple keeper, who was also looking at Zuo Yang.

After a while, the temple keeper actually recognized Zuo Yang!

Yes!

They actually knew each other.

But not much.

After all, Zuo Yang got the incense burner from him.

"Mr. Temple keeper, long time no see!"

Zuo Yang smiled awkwardly, not daring to face the gazes around him.

The temple keeper also responded with a kind smile, but his eyes gradually narrowed.

"Donor Zuo...how did you get here?"

"If I remember correctly, you seem to live in Linping Community, right? It's not close there..."

"Uh..."

"My friend told me that this is the evacuation point!"

"You also know that Zhou Yang~"

Zuo Yang explained casually.

The temple keeper nodded, looked at the broken gate again, and frowned slightly.

"Donor Zuo, how did you get here..."

Thinking, the temple keeper obviously wanted to ask something in detail.

But 037 on the side was not as good-tempered as him. He seemed to be unable to bear the temple keeper's nagging temper and scolded Zuo Yang.

"Hey!"

"Smelly boy! I'm really curious!"

"How did you get here safely by yourself?"

037 looked at Zuo Yang, as if he wanted to see something from him.

Zuo Yang's lips trembled slightly.

I think.

If 037 came to the temple alive, then he must have paid an extreme price to run in from the road after all the black-clothed men died.

After all, this time, he didn't have two black dogs to delay time.

And now that he can come in unscathed, how can this ghost tamer not care?

Pursing his lips, Zuo Yang's face gradually became aggrieved.

"This..."

"Brother! Don't you know?"

"When you came to me, I begged you to take my friends with you."

"You didn't agree!"

"Later, I persuaded my friends to act together."

"But I really didn't expect it! Something was wrong on the road!"

"My friend's car was in a car accident and everyone died!"

"I was driving with my girlfriend in the back, and my girlfriend's head was twisted and broken out of thin air!"

"I was so scared that I stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the temple!"

"So, that's why we had that scene!"

Zuo Yang was talking, with a look of surviving a disaster on his face.

He picked up the little Moji beside him and trembled.

It was a bit of a tragic ending.

037's expression changed after hearing this.

He looked at Zuo Yang's clothes stained with blood.

He looked at the headless female paper figure among the white paper on the ground, and said nothing more, but snorted coldly.

"You are so lucky!"

"All your friends have protected you from disaster!"

"What good friends!"

He sneered and walked back to the temple silently, as if he was too lazy to compare with a "lucky guy" like Zuo Yang.

"Amitabha~"

"Donor Zuo has suffered~"

Unlike 037, the old temple keeper comforted Zuo Yang with a compassionate face.

The people around him who were originally hostile to Zuo Yang, when they heard that all his relatives had died, all cast pitiful expressions.

Zuo Yang buried his head and dared not speak.

He was afraid that he would not be able to help laughing out loud.

"Hey~"

"Since you are here, Mr. Zuo, please come with us!"

"The next morning, Mr. Nanci and I will lead everyone to evacuate outside Linjiang City!"

The old temple keeper pointed at 037, and Zuo Yang hurriedly bowed to thank him.

"Thank you for troubling me, Mr. Temple keeper!"

"No problem!"

"Let's find a corner to rest~"

Waving his hand, the old temple keeper didn't say much, and walked into the hall with 037.

Zuo Yang watched the backs of the two, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"This temple keeper actually knows 037?"

"Nanci?"

"037's name is Nanci?"

"They seem to have the means of controlling ghosts. They should have known each other before the weirdness came?"

"A temple keeper is actually a ghost keeper?"

Thinking that he just drove into the temple, the temple keeper just waved his sleeves, and his car and Luo Qian in the car turned into white paper, Zuo Yang felt incredible.

"I always feel that something is wrong..."

Thinking silently, Zuo Yang sat in a corner of the temple.

Although this temple is only a few dozen square meters.

But the dirty ground is already crowded with people.

Perhaps, compared with the weirdness rampant outside, even if the environment here is a little worse, it is still a paradise.

His eyes patrolled the surroundings of the temple.

What Zuo Yang was most curious about was the temple.The Buddha statue covered with red cloth in the temple.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the Buddha statue that protects this place from being attacked by strange things, right?

What kind of Buddha is that?

Why is it covered with red cloth?

Why is it useless in other temples in the huge Linjiang City, but only here can it avoid disasters?

Doubts filled his heart, Zuo Yang wanted to ask someone and get close to him.

But at a glance.

Almost everyone was sitting cross-legged on the mud ground devoutly, looking at the Buddha statue in the temple.

The small temple was quiet and peaceful, without any whispering.

Seeing this, Zuo Yang pursed his lips, silently learned to sit cross-legged on the ground, and took a nap.

No words were spoken all night.

Until the next morning.

The old temple keeper walked out of the temple.

He placed a long table at the entrance of the temple, and simple fruit biscuits were placed on the long table.

"Amitabha~"

"Everyone, special period, special treatment for everyone."

"Eat some simple food and sit down to rest~"

"Tomorrow morning, we will leave Linjiang City."

"By then, you will also be able to reap the rewards of hardship!"

The old temple keeper chanted the Buddha's name, and everyone in the temple stood up and bowed devoutly.

Everyone went to get the very little food in an orderly manner.

Only Zuo Yang did not go to get anything.

He brought a backpack with him before leaving, and there were several days of rations in the backpack.

He quietly opened the backpack and ate with a piece of instant bread.

The fragrant smell instantly attracted many people to look over.

Among them, there were also the old temple keeper and 037 in the hall.

I thought that because of my food, there might be a commotion.

But what Zuo Yang didn't expect was that most people just looked at it with envy and never looked at it again.

Zuo Yang chewed the bread and became more and more curious about this temple.

Suddenly!

A fat man in pajamas and glasses poked Zuo Yang's back.

Zuo Yang was startled and turned around to look.

The man was looking at him with a flattering face.

"That..."

"Brother... I know your relative just died, and you may not be in a good mood."

"My condolences~"

"That...that..."

"The food given by the temple is not enough to fill you up, and you have to donate blood at night. I can't bear it with my big body!"

"Brother, can you give me some food?"

The fat man's attitude was extremely sincere, and his eyes were full of pleading.

It can be seen that this man should have been a relatively well-educated person before the weirdness came.

Zuo Yang nodded and took out a piece of butter bread from his backpack.

He asked curiously: "Donate blood at night? What kind of blood?"