Although he was afraid of the sound made by the turning of the stone statue's eyes, the scholar overcame the fear deep in his heart.

The scholar just stood like this, closing his eyes and waiting for the dream to disintegrate. He was completely motionless.

At this moment, a white light suddenly emitted from the top of the stone statue. The white light flashed and rushed directly towards the scholar's head.

But the scholar's eyes were closed at this time, and he was unaware of everything happening around him. When the white light rushed into his head, it disappeared instantly. At the same time, the plaque he was holding in his arms

It also turned into a white light and rushed into the scholar's body, disappearing in an instant.

After the white light penetrated the scholar's body, the scholar seemed to have had a dream in a trance. In the dream, he seemed to have stayed in this temple for many years, and he had forgotten how many years it was.

I don’t know how much time passed, but it was already bright outside the temple.

It should be around noon.

The scholar suddenly felt the sound of footsteps coming from outside the temple. This made the scholar feel very puzzled. The scholar thought, could this be another dream?

But just when the scholar was about to turn around, he suddenly heard the exclamation of a child from outside the temple.

"He's not dead. He's not dead. And he's still standing there. It's so strange."

At the same time, another child's voice came over.

"It's impossible. I clearly saw it yesterday. That thing has entered the temple. There's no way he can survive. And this ruined temple..."

At this point, the child stopped talking. He seemed to have seen something frightening. First he let out a scream, and then he fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"A-Liang, A-Liang, what's wrong with you? Just bear with it for now. I'll go back to the village and call the adults now."

After the child finished speaking, he ran away. Whether he went back to the village to call the adults is another matter.

After the child ran away, the child who fell on the ground and kept twitching made a very miserable sound. His eyes were staring straight into the temple, looking at the scholar's back, and he kept shouting.

"Save me, save me, save me."

At this time, the scholar also turned around and saw the child outside the temple who was twitching constantly and staring at him.

That child was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Maybe it's because of long-term malnutrition, but he looks very thin now.

The child kept saying "help me", which made the scholar very confused.

The scholar could feel that the child's cry for help was directed at him.

"He's calling me for help?"

Even though the scholar has all kinds of questions in his mind, he still plans to go out and have a look at this time.

But just when the scholar was about to lift his steps and walk out of the temple, he was suddenly surprised to realize that the plaque he had been holding in his arms was missing.

At the same time, the scholar turned his head and glanced at the stone statue again, only to find that the stone statue in front of him seemed to be even more dilapidated.

The scholar smiled bitterly and thought that this might be an illusion. This stone statue might have always been so broken.

No longer caring about the temple and the stone statues, the scholar raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the temple.

He quickly came to the child's side and watched as the child kept twitching on the ground, and his eyes were full of fear, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

For some reason, the scholar actually felt that the child had brought it upon himself, for he had just said that this temple was a ruined one.

"It's really strange. Why did I suddenly have this idea? What does the destruction of the temple have to do with me?"

The scholar smiled bitterly, and after giving up the idea, he knelt down and reached out to touch the child's head.

"I'm just a scholar, not a doctor, and I don't know how to save you."

"But I think you may have offended the owner of this temple with your rude words just now, so I will ask the owner of this temple for you and ask her to let you go, and maybe you will be fine."

After saying these words, the scholar stood up, turned around and walked towards the temple. He came to the stone statue, bowed to the stone statue, and then said: "Empress of Xishan, childish words are unbridled, it is better not to follow

This child is careless, let him go."

But after the scholar said these words, the child outside the door was still twitching. The situation did not ease at all, but became more serious. The scholar frowned and stopped saying anything to the stone statue.

He turned around and walked out of the temple.

He came to the child's side again, knelt down, reached out and touched the child's head again, and continued.

"I have begged for you, but the owner of this temple seems unwilling to let you go. Either way, you close your eyes first, and I will punish you on behalf of the owner of this temple. I will knock three times on your head.

Come on, even if it’s a punishment, you must never say anything bad about this temple in front of this temple again.”

After the scholar finished speaking, he actually tapped the child's forehead three times.

It is strange to say that after the scholar knocked on the child's head three times, the child immediately lay on the ground motionless. The scholar was also startled and thought, could the child just die like this? So, right?

The scholar nervously stretched out his hand to check the child's breathing. After finding that he was still breathing, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Seeing the child calm down like this, how could the scholar not know that the owner of the temple had let the child go?

Already.

The scholar was also overjoyed. He immediately got up and returned to the temple, bowed to the stone statue, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Lady Xishan."

After thanking him, the scholar prepared to pack his luggage and send the child back first.

But just when the scholar came to his luggage and reached out to touch it to salute, his salute turned into ashes in an instant.

At this moment, the scholar was in a trance. He felt a strong sense of loneliness, as if many important things in his life had already left him.

I don't know how long it took for the scholar to smile bitterly. If the luggage is gone, then it's gone. Anyway, they are some worthless things. It's just a pity. There are still a few books in his luggage that were given to him by the gentlemen of the academy.

, now there is no way to return these books to the gentlemen of the academy.

Since we were about to leave the Xishan Empress Temple and couldn't find the temple's plaque, we had to wait until we entered the village and ask the villagers to make a plaque and hang it up.

The scholar walked out of the temple and saw that the child on the ground was still in a coma, so the scholar stepped forward and picked up the child, preparing to walk down the mountain.
Chapter completed!