Mantra

Chapter 193
The Yaowang Temple is located on a low mountain outside Xuerong Village.

It can barely be regarded as condescending, if it is daytime, you should be able to see the whole Xuerong Village.

It may be the reason why troops were stationed in the 60s. The road from the entrance of the village to Yaowang Temple is not too difficult. There is a simple stone-soil road in the middle. The road is not wide, but it can still pass a car smoothly.

We circled along this dirt road clearly marked on the satellite map, and soon came to the front of the temple gate.

Under the headlights of the car, we stepped out of the car, and everyone immediately saw the closed temple gate and the mottled wall.

To be honest, this temple is already very dilapidated. Compared with the appearance in the photos of the American expedition, due to the erosion of wind and rain, the gravel wall has been reduced by one-third, so that I can see the blackness in the wall as long as I step on my feet. Huhu temple gate and hall.

From the images in the dim night, I can tell that there is a main hall and two side rooms in this temple, which are not small in scale. There are many weeds on the eaves of the temple, and because of the light, it is impossible to see Qiao Enson clearly The tiled pattern in the photo.

At this time, I suddenly saw lights in the temple.

It's dark, but... it's a light!

The most interesting thing about these two side rooms is that the room on the west side is still lit with a dim light, apparently still inhabited.

I turned my head back and quickly told everyone about my discovery. At the same time, everyone stood on tiptoe and saw the bright lights in the Yaowang Temple.

Surprised, everyone turned their heads back and stared at each other with surprise on their faces.

No one thought that there were still people living in such a dilapidated temple.

And this is by no means good news.

Because of the unfriendliness of the villagers in Xuerong Village, each of us was a little bit disappointed.So this discovery did not cause us excitement, on the contrary, we felt heartfelt frustration.

Could it be that he really had to spend the night in the car?

Not reconciled, I walked towards the temple gate, wanting to try again. It would be best if I could call the villagers' doors open, but if they couldn't, there was nothing I could do.

In apprehension, I walked to the wooden door of Cen Baileufeng in front of the Yaowang Temple, and knocked desperately a few times.

After the dull sound, an extremely young child's voice said leisurely: "Who!"

I immediately returned: "My friend! I went here at night."

The yard fell silent again.

About half a minute later, I saw a faint light through the gap in the wooden door.

Then, the sound of stumbling footsteps came from far to near, and after the sound of the heavy door latch being opened, a person's head poked out.

To my surprise, it was not a child who greeted us, but an old lady with white hair.

The old lady's face was like a brown jujube, her spirit was exhausted, her eyes were wide open, and she seemed to be taken aback by our sudden appearance.

But immediately, her round eyes gradually narrowed, and at the same time she calmly asked me, "Which one?!"

Because of being a soldier, I can understand some Guizhou dialect, and I know she is asking me "Who? What are you doing?", and from the old lady's expression and way of speaking, I know she understands some Chinese.

Therefore, I recalled some basic Guizhou vocabulary in my mind when I was in the army, and tried to imitate his tone, and replied with a smile: "The village will not let anyone who runs at night, and those who are 'cold and begging for smoke' outside, I want to spend the night in the temple."

I did not tell the old man the specific purpose, but I clearly told her that the village was not allowed to enter.

In addition, I also said that it was cold outside and hoped to stay overnight.

While speaking, I understood that naturally I couldn't live in vain, so I quickly reached out and held the 100 yuan in my pocket in front of the old lady.

After that, we can only see the old man's reaction.

Facing my "ask for help", the old lady didn't immediately agree, nor closed the door to drive away, but looked up at the crowd behind me, and said solemnly: "I'm obsessed with Kohler, how many of you? I'm afraid it's not spacious enough. "

The old lady said that she was "obsessed with science", which meant that she couldn't see clearly, but I knew that although she meant to drive us away, she still meant to let us stay.

When the old man is indecisive, I have to behave.

So I quickly changed my words and told the old man that we don't live all the time, someone will watch the car, and that the money must be enough, and I won't walk around indiscriminately.

While talking, I hurriedly presented a few more photos of Grandpa Mao, fearing that the old lady would change her mind, so I stuffed them directly into her hands.

To my delight, although the old lady hesitated, she finally took the money. She shook the oil lamp for a while, then opened the door and beckoned us to come in.

Thanks a lot, we finally had a place to live, and then a group of people left Wang Hou and Ba Tulu to watch the car, and moved the valuable equipment and materials into the east room of Yaowang Temple.

Afterwards, the old lady showed us the hut and the kitchen, and at the same time told us: "You must not enter my room at night, there are children in it, don't scare him!"

I nodded, and at the same time confirmed my previous judgment that there are indeed children here, and it can be further deduced that only the grandparent and grandson live in this temple.

After getting approval, we returned to the east side hall of Yaowang Temple under the leadership of the old lady.

The old lady handed us the key of the east hall and said, "It's late, go to bed early."

I nodded, turned on the flashlight at the same time, and looked around the scenery in the east chamber of the Yaowang Temple.

In the East Wing, although dilapidated, it was cleaned up very clean by the old man.

From the residual murals preserved in the temple, I can see that the previous decorations and carvings here were very gorgeous, but with the passage of time, they have lost all their brilliance.

There is only one bunk in front of us, and the bunk is not a special bed or kang, but an altar dedicated to gods in the past.

Also because of the ruthlessness of the years, there were no god statues on the sacrifice, and what was left was only an empty base.

All of this, in the back of my mind and those black-and-white photos of Americans from nearly a hundred years ago, overlapped together. Outside the frame, I felt lonely and the ruthlessness of the years.

"Hey!" I said with a long sigh, "Things are different!"

While I was lamenting, the old lady who had already turned around went back and forth. She looked at me suspiciously and said, "Have you been here before?"

I knew the old man would get the wrong idea, so I waved my hand and explained, I just saw what it looked like before on the computer photos, and I didn't really come here.

Just after I explained this, Hongye suddenly remembered our "task", so she quickly took out the tablet computer while the old lady was still there, and asked the old man if she had heard of the Miaojiang Goddess while searching for photos Things about flowers and Black Lambert.

When the white-haired old man heard the three words Goddess Hua, his body visibly shook.Then he asked us indifferently, "Are you here to find flowers?"

(End of this chapter)