pastoral beggar woman

Chapter 367: Bewitched (5)
When he was young, he often played around in the ruined temple, but he never found out that there was anything weird about the bronze Buddha statue. He even climbed on top of the Buddha statue when he and other children of the same age were having a lot of trouble... After several shocks, the panic in his eyes increased instead of diminishing.

Suddenly, faint footsteps came from outside, Qin Fuxi started talking from the ground like a frightened bird, jumped into the inner room, crawled onto the bed, picked up the quilt and wrapped himself in it .

coming! coming!
Qin Fuxi himself didn't know what it was that came, but he kept thinking 'here it is!coming! 'I frightened myself and shivered under the quilt, the footsteps did not actually approach his room, but this frightening footsteps came when I was so frightened that my brain was in a mess and I couldn't think calmly at all. It was enough to scare people out of their wits, not to mention Qin Fuxi heard a door closing sound that could not be ignored!
Why is the door closing?At this time, Qin Fuxi's ears were functioning normally again, and he heard that the voice came from the room he just ran out of. He was scared by the weird Buddha statue and ran away in a hurry, and there was no time to close the door. How could it be heard now? The sound of the door closing?Who closed it?Could it be that something... came out of it?

The blood on Qin Fuxi's already faceless face faded completely, as if any slight disturbance would pass away at any time.

Qin Shuang didn't know that Qin Fuxi was terrified by the sound of her footsteps, she just walked into the room with the open door very calmly, covered all the old things with the messy cloth inside, and finally, took the Holding the largest piece of cloth used to cover the Buddha statue, he paused slightly, then raised his head to look at the Buddha statue, smiled strangely, and stepped on a few solid old tables and chairs in front of him to stand on the arm of the Buddha statue. Stretch to the eyes of the Buddha statue, peel off two shiny things from it, put them in the backpack, cover the Buddha statue with a cloth, and drop it to the ground again.

"Shuangshuang? Why are you standing here? Didn't you say you want to go back to your room?" Ah Chen walked over and looked at Qin Shuang who had a subtle expression strangely.

Qin Shuang casually glanced at Qin Fuxi's guest room, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, when I came here just now, I found the door of this room was opened, and I just went in to check it out."

Ah Chen said: "That old bastard did it again!?"

Qin Shuang spread her hands, "Except for him, I can't think of anyone in my family who would come into this room for no reason." What's more, they were all eating in the dining room just now, except for Qin Fuxi, she was the first one to come over.

Ah Chen also knew that this room was filled with old things from the ruined temple. Thinking of Qin Fuxi's expression when he saw these things, he couldn't help laughing, "Hmph, he must be very disappointed to see the things inside."

"Who said it wasn't." Qin Shuang took Ah Chen back to the room, and told him what he had seen before. As expected, he provided Ah Chen with a good fun, and when he found Qin Fuxi's face, it was noon. The meal didn't even come out, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling up.

After lunch, Qin Shuang went out of the house for a certain purpose to take a walk in the village to digest food. Occasionally, when she ran into villagers, she would frown sadly, and easily aroused those who had been against Qin Fuxi since she moved into their house. The villagers, who were curious about how they got along, took the initiative to come forward without her doing anything, pretending to be concerned but gossiping and asking if they were in any trouble.

Qin Shuang hissed and sighed at them, with an expression of embarrassment and anger, which made the villagers feel as if they were itchy like a cat scratching them all the more. What happened is briefly described.

(End of this chapter)