After everyone figured out the approximate marriage of the Yin soldiers, they fell into silence.

After a while, Ia Na spoke first: "Maybe the other families in this village were deceived by the old man with felt hats. Should we tell them?"

Seeing that Iana was sympathetic, Zhao San shook his head quickly: "No, don't say we don't know whether the people in this village are willing or deceived and deceived and held hostage. Just the old man can make the whole village strong man with a whip.

The prestige that we call out is not something that can be dispelled by a few words from a few foreigners."

"That's it." The fat man said, "If we treat it as a donkey, we will be lucky and have bad luck."

Seeing that Zhang Meng was a little hesitant, the fat man quickly added: "Let's take care of ourselves first." After that, the fat man looked up at Ye Jiu and asked, "By the way, little lady, what do you mean in the end?"

Ye Jiu did not pay attention to the fat man, but was staring blankly alone.

Zhang Meng hurriedly said, "You don't understand this? What Jiu Ge'er meant was that he had known for a long time that the marriage of the Yin Soldier was related to the old man with felt hats. So when the smelly old man heard about the marriage of the Yin Soldier, he

Not too surprised.”

"After all the time, is the real terrifying temple here?" asked the fat man.

"Opportune."

Hearing Zhang Meng's response, the fat man thought helplessly, and then said, "It's a pity that the Yin Soldiers can get married, but we have no idea about that temple."

"We'll know if we go in and take a look?" Zhang Meng said: "Maybe like here, it's all a Feng Shui bureau?"

"If it's really that simple, that smelly old man should be so afraid?" The fat man was not as relaxed as Zhang Meng thought. He shook his head and said, "According to the analysis just now, the smelly old man should have some ability, and he must not be afraid of anything he is afraid of.

Simple."

"That means, it's even more terrifying than a ghost soldier's marriage?" Iana looked at everyone with her head turned around.

"Brother A Meng."

"kindness?"

"I'm afraid" Xiaolou narrowed into a ball nervously, leaned against Zhang Meng's arms, looked up at Zhang Meng and asked, "Brother Ah Meng, shouldn't we go there to sleep, okay?"

"It's okay if you don't go. If you are not afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants taking a bite on your legs, you can't go." The fat man deliberately stimulated the small corridor.

Seeing that the fat man was not at ease, Zhang Meng raised his leg at the fat man and kicked him, but the fat man who was prepared was instantly avoided.

As we talked and laughed, we saw the temple that was about to collapse outside the village. Because we were disrepaired, we couldn't see clearly what the temple was wrong from the outside. Instead, we just chatted in the village and watched everyone lively.

The villagers were all stunned when they saw Zhang Meng and others walking into the temple.

The fat man turned around and glanced at him, saying, "The reactions of these people are really good. Why didn't I see them so scared just now?"

"Maybe it's really weird here." Zhang Meng took a deep breath: "Be careful, everyone."

"I'm afraid of a bird." The fat man looked common: "As long as there are no ghosts, I'm not afraid of any fat man here."

"Brave is finally a bit good." Zhao San smiled and said, "I haven't forgotten the fact that I am afraid of ghosts."

"cut"

The fat man always believed that although the matter here is inseparable from the marriage of Yin Soldiers, it should be within a controllable range and no ghosts or anything else appear out of thin air.

"However, judging from the degree of collapse of this temple, can people still live inside?" Iana was a little hesitant.

"Of course a lady like you can't live there." The fat man smiled and said, "Although the storefront is small, it's so big. Even if there are one or two collapsed places, there are other places that allow us to sleep."

"Big, this is the temple?" Iana asked questioningly.

"Yes." Seeing that no one believed it, the fat man immediately said, "Do you dare to make a bet with me? I bet there are at least a few side halls here. Don't think that from the outside, it's small in size. It's a temple at least

, How could it be small?"

"this"

"Let's go in and take a look, and you'll know." The fat man led everyone into this old temple that was about to collapse.

It was really similar to what the fat man said. The temple in front of him was very big, and it was not like a village temple, with only two halls in front and back. There were dozens of rooms inside, and there were several statues of Taoist priests scattered inside.

"Is this a Taoist temple?"

"Nonsense, is there such a monk temple?" Looking at the scale in front of you, the fat man smiled at everyone and stretched out his hand: "Come on, who made a bet just now, I'm willing to accept the loss, hurry up, get the money."

Faced with the fat man's greedy nature, Ia Na ignored him.

Zhang Meng even said, "Okay." Then he ordered one by one: "Everyone can take a good look at which room can be accommodated for a night. Everyone should clean up, take a day off first, and leave tomorrow."

As he said that, Zhang Meng also put down her backpack.

The fat man glanced at the statue of the gods and saw that there were still several fruits that had not become deteriorated. He immediately stepped forward and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he also said, "That little bastard, I really don't know what happened."

What do you think? Can compressed cakes be compared with these things?"

"It's really a waste of food." After saying that, the fat man helped up the bronze statue that was crooked and smiled: "Old god, Fatty, I'll eat you one of the fruits to offer you, and I'll stand you up. I'll be in my dream later.

Don't make trouble for me, Fatty."

"What are you whispering?" Seeing that the fat man was bored and nonsense with the bronze statue, Zhao San, who was in the room and was thinking about how to shelter the wind and rain, called the fat man and said, "You can do it if you are bored, just help me."

"Okay, okay." The fat man found a roll of broken straw mat from somewhere and handed it to Zhao San: "How about Uncle San, this thing just happens to cover the hole, right?"

"It's useful at last."

“That’s.”

While speaking, Zhao San blocked several leaking places one by one, sat on the kang and smoked cigarettes. Suddenly he exclaimed: "It's strange, it seems something is wrong with this house."

"Why is something wrong?" Hearing Zhao San say this, the fat man quickly leaned over and was choked by the cigarette Zhao San spit out: "Uncle San, cough cough... cough... your tobacco leaves are really

It's spicy enough"

"That's the authentic Northeast Tobacco leaf." Zhao San said with unsatisfactory words: "I can't say that this temple is the same as the village pattern we just saw, and it has deviations."

"There is a problem with the structure of the temple?" When Zhao San said this, everyone who was busy with other things surrounded him again.

"It's not a Feng Shui pattern." Zhao San pointed to the top of his head and said, "I don't know if you are paying attention? There is no beam in this house."

"ah?"

After being reminded by Zhao San, everyone noticed the difference here and couldn't help but look up.

"That's right?" After taking a look, the fat man shouted: "Not to mention the main beam and the big beam, this house does not have a few small beams and pillars. This is really evil. Is it the house in this village?

They are all built like this, without beams?”

"How is that possible? If there is no beam of house, the house will collapse when the wind blows." Zhang Meng shook her head, but the facts in front of her also made Zhang Meng unable to argue.

"That child didn't say that they built this temple." Just when everyone was puzzled, Ye Jiu, who closed his eyes and pondered, suddenly said: "From the soil quality and the bronze statues offered, this one is here.

The temple should be built earlier than the village.”

"oh."

"Well."

Seeing Ye Jiu speak at this time, Zhao San turned around and looked at Ye Jiu and asked, "What else have you discovered?"

"I saw it." Ye Jiu did not deny it, and said calmly: "Look carefully, you will find that the temple is tilted."

"Didn't we just notice this from outside?" Iana said.

"Realistically speaking, at this inclined angle, this temple should have been destroyed long ago." Ye Jiu said as he walked to the wall, knocked it with his hand, and continued: "And, there are no main beams and big beams.

Houses are more likely to collapse, but not only did they burn all the villages that burned, but they just stayed there. Don’t you find it strange?”

"Maybe...there were some artificial houses that had their own means in the past." Zhang Meng said.

"Maybe" Ye Jiu touched the wall with his slender five fingers and said, "I don't know anything else, this wall is quite different."

“Why are the difference?”

"The thickness of the upper and lower parts is different, and it seems that it is not built with traditional mud bricks. It seems that there are things like wood inside."

As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, Zhao San and Fatty dug a gap in the earth wall with a dagger. As expected, as Ye Jiu said, there was a large curved wood inserted into it in the earth wall in front of him.

Before anyone could give the order, Zhang Meng, Aokiji and Iana dug up the walls around them. Sure enough, there was a curved wood inside the walls. Everyone didn't know what kind of wood it was, although it was a long time ago.

, but there was no sign of rot. Only after seeing this did you understand why each wall in this house is different in thickness.

"Just rely on the wood in this wall?"

Just as Zhang Meng asked, Zhao San's expression changed, and the pole of the eye bag held in his mouth almost fell and burned him.

Zhang Meng asked immediately: "Uncle San, what's wrong with you?"

Without responding to Zhang Meng, Zhao San quickly stood up, ran out of the temple, came outside, and looked at it again. He nodded suddenly after walking around the temple that was about to collapse for several times.

Seeing that Zhao San just nodded and said nothing, the fat man was so anxious that he almost jumped into the temple.

"Old bandit, what's wrong with Yu nodding?"

Listening to the fat man's whisper, Zhao San ignored it, picked up the pipe that had just fallen on the ground and said, "I almost missed it. This thing is not a temple at all."

"Ah?" Hearing Zhao San say this, the fat man quickly glanced at it and exclaimed: "Isn't it another Feng Shui bureau?"
Chapter completed!