Buried ghosts, ghost marriage contracts

I was so tired that I couldn't help but feel sad.

I frowned: "Jingchu, are you still asleep? Or are you making fun of me on purpose?"

"I've been running in the mountains for so long, and I almost lost my life several times. What do you mean I've already gone in?"

Suddenly I realized something was wrong

I already knew Jingchu's true face.

Jingchu couldn't look like this when he saw me again, after all, I had escaped from Qinglong Temple before.

Unless he really had seen me?

That me was one step faster than me?

My pupils condensed. It was the old lady!

The old lady turned into my appearance!

I grabbed Jingchu's shoulders: "You said I've already gone in?"

"When?"

Jingchu stood in the doorway, holding the door with both hands, as if he was ready to close the door at any time:

"You haven't answered my question yet?"

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be Zhang Asi?"

"There's already a Zhang Asi in the Qinglong Temple, and now there's another one, do you think you can fool him?"?

I got angry and cursed: "What the hell, I'm the real one, she's fake?".

Jingchu sneered: "You are Zhang Asi, is your right eye a human one?"

"What dares to come to the Qinglong Temple? Even if we have turned into souls, we won't let you, such an evil spirit, intrude."

'Are you really not afraid that the Buddha will destroy you? '.

I covered my right eye: "There was a little accident, and it's too late to explain."

"Master Le Yin is in danger, let him in quickly."

"We've read pornographic books together and sneaked into the vegetable garden together. I was scared to death by you. You can't even recognize me?"

Jingchu suddenly woke up, his eyes were about to pop out.

'Pornographic books? How do you know about the pornographic book?'

"No, no, you are Zhang Ah Si!"

"Who is that?"

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale and he shouted: "Oh no, it's that evil spirit!"

"It's that evil spirit! She wants to harm my uncle!"

My face changed slightly: "What did you say? You know her?"

Jingchu turned and rushed back, and I hurried to catch up

He ran and said in panic: "It's that evil spirit. She has been trying to kill my uncle all these years!"

"But the Buddhist sect is a sacred place, and the evil spirit can't get in unless the people inside open the door!"

"She actually pretended to be you, and I opened the door for her. So stupid! So stupid."

Jingchu hit his head angrily.

I suddenly understood, and all the doubts were solved.

The old lady didn't know that Master Yin was in the Qinglong Temple, but she couldn't get in and couldn't do it!

That’s why she would wander in this deserted mountain. She has always been thinking about Master Le Yin.

The last time she appeared outside Qinglong Temple, it was not just to save me, but to create an opportunity to attack.

The old lady, this evil spirit, cannot enter on her own initiative unless someone opens the door for her. Of course, Qinglong Temple cannot open the door for her.

But it would be different if she changed her identity.

Zhang Asi can enter and exit Qinglong Temple. Zhang Asi has gained the trust of Qinglong Temple.

She let me live in her house, and she took the opportunity to borrow my identity to come to Qinglong Temple.

No wonder Master Le Yin said that Qinglong Temple has a curfew at night and no one is allowed to go out. It is estimated that they are guarding against the old lady.

If she wants to take Master Yin’s life, isn’t it to take my life?

There is also a death crisis at night.....

I shouted to Jingchu: "When did she come in?"

Jingchu said with regret: "Ten minutes ago".

"Master uncle should be in the meditation room".

Just as we were about to run to the meditation room, we suddenly heard a shrill scream.

It was Le Yin's voice, coming from the backyard!

Jingchu and I changed our expressions and hurriedly chased after him.

The miserable screams rang out several times along the way.

My heart couldn't help but tighten. I now share a life with Master Le Yin. If he dies, I'll be in trouble.

Jingchu was even more terrified and regretful. His eyes turned red when he heard Le Yin's screams.

He must have felt so guilty for letting the old lady in.

The voice kept coming from behind the vegetable garden in the backyard.

Jingchu and I were also familiar with that place. It was the cemetery of the monks of Qinglong Temple.

When we arrived, we were shocked.

The blood dyed a large area of ​​the ground red.

Master Le Yin was kneeling on the ground like a decayed old man.

Was his cassock originally red, or was it stained red with blood?

There was a person standing in front of him. This person was none other than the old lady in flowery clothes.

This time she was not

Not my appearance, but her original appearance.

Jingchu threw herself on Yin, crying for her uncle master.

I also rushed over to block Yin, and confronted the old lady with my bones.

The old lady grinned with broken teeth and said, "Do you understand?"

"Kid, this matter has nothing to do with you. You are a good person. I don't want to kill you."

"I have waited for forty years for this day. None of the people back then can escape!!!".

The old lady's words were full of resentment. It was understandable that it had been forty years.

Her resentment had not disappeared at all, and she had been thinking about taking Master Yin's life.

Bullshit, Le Yin's life is tied to my life, how can it have nothing to do with me?

I calmed down and confronted him head-on, "Auntie, if you want to kill him, you might as well kill me first."

The old lady looked at Le Yin coldly and said, "These bald donkeys deserve to die! They call themselves masters, but in fact they are not even as good as little kids."

"Do you know why I saved you at the station that day?".

Without thinking, I already had the answer: "Kindness".

She didn't get help that time before she died, but I helped her in an accident.

This incident somewhat overlaps with what happened forty years ago, which is what the old lady longed for until she died.

The reality that has already happened cannot be changed, and she can only find similarities in some places to make up for it.

Blood suddenly seeped out of the old lady's eyes,

Her whole person changed, and her shrunken body gradually straightened up

The dry ravines also filled up, and her belly grew again.

She seemed to have returned to forty years ago again.

Her belly was as big as a woman in labor, and the blood vessels were clearly visible on her belly.

She gritted her teeth and confided: "They could have saved me and my child back then!!!"

"But they locked me out and let me cry."

She sobbed and tears fell, and the red blood dripped between her legs, and soon it flowed to my feet.

Pah... as if something heavy had fallen into the pool of blood.

I looked closely and saw a bald baby.

He clenched his fists and cried. The only connection between him and his mother was the bloody umbilical cord.

She knelt on the ground and picked up the baby. She comforted the baby with a mother's kind eyes and patted the baby gently.

Her voice was also much softer: "You know, my child was very lively and alive when he was born."

My eyes changed.

She had said that she and her child died outside Qinglong Temple that year.

It seems that the baby was still alive when he was born. But he didn't make it later.

That's right, how could a premature pregnant woman with heavy bleeding take good care of a baby?

Maybe it was her first time as a mother.

Master Le Yin sat up unsteadily, looking at the baby with grief in his eyes.

He wanted to touch the baby, but he retreated in panic halfway through.

Finally, he put his hands together:

"Amitabha... Amitabha... Amitabha..."

"Sin... sin... ah... sin..." Master Liaoyin cried, he cried like a child who just understood things. The tears of the broken star splashed in the pool of blood. It was already impossible to tell whose blood it was. The crying of the old man and the crying of the baby mixed together. Woo... Woo... Woo... The crying suddenly became more frequent. I moved my eyes slightly and found it. I don't know when there were many figures nearby. They stood in the dark together, like a pile of walls, or like little people holding hands. I recognized them. They were monks in Qinglong Temple. The monks were also crying, and their cries echoed with pity, full of regret and pain. The cries of the crowd resonated into a elegy, telling the tragic incident forty years ago. Master Liaoyin raised his hand with tears in his eyes. He held a short knife in his hand. Sizzle... He cut a deep wound on his shoulder.

Seeing this, Jingchu panicked and was about to stop him, but was stopped by Le Yin: "Jingchu! This is my sin!".

After he finished speaking, he said to the woman and the baby in her arms: "That day, you knocked 203 times at the temple gate."

"I heard it clearly every time, and every time was a warning bell for our numbness and filthy crimes."

"Today I cut myself 203 times, and you can take my life after I'm done with it."

Only then did I understand that all the wounds on Master Yin's body were cut by himself?

Those wounds must have been 70 or 80, so so much blood was shed.

The most terrifying thing is that Master Le Yin can still stay awake after being injured like this, and even hurt himself!

So I naturally can't just stand by and watch,

If Master Le Yin really cut himself more than 200 times, there would be no need for the woman to

If someone takes his life, he will bleed to death.

I grabbed Master Yin's hand, took a deep breath and said to the woman: "He is not Le Yin at all!".

'Master Le Yin died forty years ago! '