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Chapter 3 The Girl in the Ancient Temple

At first I felt itchy, then I felt something cold pressing against my chest.

Then it stings,

However, Jiang Ling was too drunk to look up, and he had no idea what was going on.

However, the next second I felt a stinging pain in my chest, it seemed like there was some kind of dispute happening around me.

There seemed to be sounds of dogs barking and foxes croaking.

The voices were fighting fiercely.

Jiang Ling listened and fell completely into a dream.

When he woke up again, he saw that the sky was getting dark and it was almost evening.

He held his forehead with both hands and felt as if his head was going to explode.

I regretted that I shouldn't have eaten so much wine, and I drank the wine but didn't eat the food. When I woke up, I was hungry again.

The banquet should not be over yet, right?

As soon as he raised his eyes and looked around, everything he saw made him stand on end with horror.

He stood up hurriedly, walked a few steps, and looked again.

What kind of Hujiazhuang is this?

It was clearly just a valley of rocks, and where he was lying just now, were there any tables, chairs, or tables?

It was clearly a mass grave without even a tombstone!

Moreover, there are poultry hairs everywhere around the grave. Thinking of the flower petals thrown all over the ground by the wedding team before, it turned out to be these smelly chicken and duck feathers?

There was blood on the ground, clotted in sheets.

Feeling horrified, Jiang Ling felt a sharp pain in his chest again. When he looked down, he discovered that the clothes on his chest seemed to have been cut by a sharp object.

There was also a wound over three inches long on his chest, which had already formed a bloody scab.

Recalling the strange dream before, Jiang Ling couldn't help but stumble back.

Suddenly he looked behind him and saw five or six fox corpses lying in a pile of rocks.

They were covered in blood and in pieces, as if they had been torn apart repeatedly by a meat grinder.

Looking further away, two figures stood side by side under a banyan tree.

Seeing him, they looked at each other with six eyes, and the two people were smiling and motionless.

Jiang Ling felt his hair stand on end, and a kind of excitement shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Those two people were clearly the groom and bride from before.

After reacting, he was about to leave, but suddenly he saw the two figures under the banyan tree smiling and blurring.

In an instant, they both fell.

Jiangling had just taken a step, but couldn't help but stop.

Walking towards the banyan tree, I saw a square piece of rice paper falling on the ground.

When he got closer, he realized that the bride and groom he just saw were the sketches he had made with charcoal.

This painting had been collected by the bride and groom before, so how did it end up here?

Furthermore, what happened to the fox corpse on the ground and the wound on his chest?

Looking closely at the wound on the chest, there are still a few fox hairs stained on the bloody scab. Judging from the bluntness of the wound, it seems that it was scratched out by sharp claws.

"I'm afraid these foxes are trying to harm me!"

"But these foxes are already dead, who saved me from their claws?"

While thinking, he looked at the painting.

Could it be it?

What he draws has a certain chance of coming true.

Could it be that the thing in this painting ran out and saved him when he was in danger?

The more I thought about it, the more mysterious it became, maybe it was really possible!

The empty valley is quiet and strange birds are singing.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Jiangling really didn't dare to stay here any longer.

He mustered up the courage to roll up the painting under the banyan tree and put it on his body.

Before leaving, he picked up a fox leg and planned to keep it on the road to satisfy his hunger.

But as soon as he turned over the fox's body, he found several pearl necklaces among the fox's hair, and there was actually a black ring tied to one of the fox's legs.

Come to think of it, this must have been something the fox stole from a grave somewhere.

These foxes have really become spirits, and they actually know how to wear accessories on themselves.

Taking off the necklace and ring, the ring is made of a special material, like wood but not iron, and is very light.

When worn on the hand, there is a ring that can rotate.

Just as Jiang Ling turned around, suddenly, the world shook, and in just an instant, he landed ten miles away.

Look around, are there any empty valleys or empty graves?

It was still wilderness, but a few hundred steps ahead, there was a faint light, as if there were people.

This strange scene made Jiang Ling stunned for a long time. He wanted to take off the ring on his hand, but he couldn't pull it off again.

Following the light, I soon saw a temple in front of me.

The temple is old, with crumbling tiles and decaying corridors. The courtyard is covered with grass that grows taller than people. There are only a few Buddhist monasteries with few doors and households.

The flickering firelight came from one of them.

When I went outside the temple gate, I saw that half of the plaque was missing, but the word "LANRUO" was still vaguely guessable.

Lanruo Temple?

This feels a bit familiar.

As I approached the Zen room with the light of the fire, I saw a scholar writing furiously by the light.

Probably because he heard the footsteps, the scholar suddenly turned around and met Jiang Ling's eyes.

He was young, so he smiled politely, said nothing, and continued writing quickly.

Jiang Ling asked him if it was getting late, could he stay here for a night?

The scholar said with a smile: "There is no owner here, and Xiaoke is also a guest on an unfavorable journey. Since brother is here, feel free to do whatever you want. There is no need to be restrained."

"What do you call it?"

"Xiao Ke's surname is Ning."

Hearing that his surname was Ning, Jiang Ling nodded secretly, it seemed right.

So I gathered some hay from the courtyard, chose another drier meditation room, borrowed a fire, and roasted the fox legs.

When the meat is cooked, even if there is no salt or ingredients, the meat will still taste fishy, ​​but it will still taste delicious in your mouth.

After a dozen hurried bites, he ate all the fox legs, and before he could finish the meal, he suddenly regretted that he should have brought a few more.

'Since I came to Lanruo Temple and met someone named Ning, I think there should be someone named Yansheng.'

Jiang Ling went to ask the scholar named Ning if there was a third person living in the temple.

But the scholar said: "It's just you and me, no third person has ever come."

There was never a third person?

This is a bit different from the familiar plot.

'Maybe it's just a coincidence?'

After soothing himself, he returned to his room.

Because I had been on the road and my body was already weak, after eating a full meal, I felt tired, so I gathered around the fire and fell asleep again in a daze.

He didn't know how long he slept, but he slowly opened his eyes when he heard shouting and scolding from the courtyard.

"Don't dirty my pocket with the ill-gotten gains. Take them away."

Judging by the voice, it was the scholar, but I didn't know who he was talking to.

Seeing that it was too dark outside, Jiang Ling had no intention of getting up. No matter who he was talking to, it had nothing to do with him anyway.

I closed my eyes and prepared to continue sleeping, but before I could wait for a moment, I suddenly heard the sound of crying coming from outside.

The sound was very close, right next to the door.

"Who is outside?" he asked.

As soon as the words were spoken, a beautiful figure walked out timidly from the broken door, with long messy hair but ice-cold skin.

He was tall, with slender legs and bare feet, and stood at the door timidly.

She was wearing a long blue dress, which was slightly tattered, and she was covering her breasts with her hands, sobbing.

"I have met the young man. I wonder if I can let the young lady stay with you for a night?"
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