Lingxian Zhenjun

"That's it?"

The fat Taoist gulped down a mouthful of pancakes, drank a sip of water and said with a smile: "Old man, this can't scare us, the way is very powerful. Besides, it's just a mere story, do you believe it?"

The yellowish light illuminated the earth house quietly projected in the courtyard, the old man sitting under the wall was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

"It's not all stories either."

The old man was a little dazed looking at the fire.

"Actually, in the summer two years ago, the old man had seen the old man in white. Around this time, a few villagers from outside came to the village in a panic. They lived in a Zhang family's house two doors away. Day and night, the old man couldn't sleep. He was worried that there were a few more strangers in the village, so he went out to have a look, but saw a white shadow standing outside Zhang's house, looking straight at the brightly lit room. At first, he thought It was because of my dazzled eyes, I approached quietly, only to see clearly that it was an old man in white robes, who was even older than the old man...

I called out, but the old man didn't respond, until the oil lamp in the room was extinguished, and the other party walked into the room with a single step. At that time, the old man was very surprised, and hurriedly followed, approaching the window and sneaking in. Take a look, I want to know if the old man is with these business travelers staying overnight.

The old man poked open the window paper, and saw something that he would never forget in his life. At that time, there was still Xingyue, and he could see the inside of the house clearly from the outside. The old man saw the old man in white standing next to those men , those pale eyes, like a dead man, and like a wild beast, stared straight at a man in front of him, and then... his mouth slowly opened, revealing his fangs...

... It opened wider and wider, and in the blink of an eye, that mouth was almost the size of a millstone. Before the man knew it, he was rolled up in the quilt, bitten into half by the big mouth like he was eating heart-wrapped meat. The old man screamed out in fright, the monster spit out half of the body outside and looked at it, but the moment the old man made a sound, he bent over and ran along the wall. "

"And then?" Chen Yuan is also somewhat interested in this story. It doesn't matter whether it is true or not. After all, he was really a monster at the time. The old man in front of him had no chance to leave. He could find him directly by following the breath of a stranger. eat up.

"later?"

The old man shook his head: "Later, the old man waited until dawn, and the village had already fallen into a turmoil. The three who survived the sleepovers, the one who cried was heartbroken. After packing up the companion's belongings, he carried the corpse on his back I went to Xiaoyi City to report to the officials, and I also visited a few officials in the city, but Xiaoyi was not peaceful at that time, and the government had no time to take care of these things, so I posted official documents to let everyone be more careful, and nothing happened. So ah , you guys, don’t run around, wait until dawn, leave here quickly, at least go to a place with a lot of people, otherwise you will run into that old man in white clothes, I’m afraid it will be bad luck.”

Monk Zhenhai glanced at it.

"Aren't the elderly afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? This old man has lived here all his life. What's more, at this age, he has old arms and legs, and there is not much flesh on his body. I'm afraid he would despise it in front of that monster."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up on his knees and asked Chen Yuan and others to eat quickly. He then went to the bedroom and hugged two quilts, as if talking to his wife, and then walked out amidst the coughing of the old woman, and went to The beds in the side rooms on both sides are covered with futons.

The old man's nagging voice was also heard.

"That's why, we here are quite careful about strangers coming from other places. If a ghost sneaks in, the whole village will suffer. Do you think so?"

Chen Yuan just smiled, and said to Zhenhai and Fat Taoist: "This old man is kind, and he will say later that we will go back home tomorrow, so as not to worry about sleeping at night."

"Hehe, even if there are ghosts, how can I be afraid of them?"

Chen Yuan and Monk Zhenhai showed their thumbs together: "Okay, you will be alone in the room tonight."

Over there, the fat Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then coughed dryly.

"It's too wasteful for one person to occupy a room. How can I allow this monk to share a room with my master? How can three people sleep together? Let the monk stay with me."

Seeing his face change quickly, Chen Yuan couldn't help laughing, and then the old man's shop over there was almost done, so she went over to thank her, and dragged the master into the room.

The bed was made out of rammed earth, and all kinds of hay were spread under the mud platform, plus bedding, and there was only room for one person, so the master had to sleep on it alone, while Chen Yuan made do on the ground, estimated the time, read a book for a while, He lay down in his clothes and fell asleep.

In the house on the other side, Monk Zhenhai sat cross-legged on the table, taking this night as meditation.The bed was given to Sun Zhengde. Anyway, he was chubby, and when he lay down, the bed occupied most of it.

In the middle of the night, the monk who had just been reciting scriptures in a low voice gradually fell into samadhi. He sat cross-legged on the table without moving. The story of the old man in white.

Although he didn't care about it in front of his boss and the others, but at night, the surroundings were dark, and he felt a little uneasy.

The more I can't fall asleep with my eyes closed, the more I feel that my bladder is full of urine, and the black light is blind. Even if there is a way, I feel a little scared when I go out to pee alone.

squeak~
Suddenly there was the sound of the wooden door opening outside. He thought it was the Dong family getting up at night, so the fat Taoist got a little courage and sat up. Seeing the monk sitting cross-legged and motionless, he curled his lips, stood up and looked out through the slightly open window Taking a look, the opposite door was closed, and all he saw was the old man surnamed Zhao walking slowly up the stone steps back to the main room.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment the old man entered, Sun Zhengde felt that the other party glanced in this direction, as if he knew he was peeking in the room.

The fat Taoist was so frightened that he hurried back and sat on the side of the bed, not daring to pee.

"Hey, little monk, do you think that old man is weird?"

Zhenhai ignored him, and could hear the sound of breathing quietly.

"Why are you telling us these stories so well? Are you really driving us away?"

Seeing that the monk ignored him, the fat Taoist crossed his legs and put aside his urge to urinate. The moment he lay back on the bed, he suddenly sat up again, his eyes widened.

'Two years ago...four travelers and an old man in white...two years later, the four of us and one old man...can't be such a coincidence? ! '

Thinking of this, the fat Taoist shuddered with a 'huh', and the imaginary picture frightened himself.

But thinking about whether it was an illusion of vertigo just now, he really felt that the old man was peeping at him...

"It can't be so unlucky, it can happen."