Lin Fengjin thought about the cost of sleeping in the wild, and then considered the possible consequences of staying here. In the end, he chose the lesser of two evils and nodded slightly. With his signal, the four
The guard then jumped off his mount and began to unload the saddle and move the sundries.
But when Lin Fengjin saw Wang Tie, who was leading the team this time, walking back alone, he shouted to stop and said seriously:
"This place is also a bit weird, but I can't put it into words, so when we are separated from others, we must do everything together, including defecating and peeing, and the horse must be tied where we can see it."
Old Man Huang's face was extremely ugly at this time. He was a lot of age. He was smiling in front of Lin Fengjin, but his expression seemed as if he was about to cry in the next second:
"Master...Master! Let's leave quickly and rest in the wilderness tonight."
"Well?" Lin Fengjin frowned and said, he is definitely not a stubborn person, and he will definitely listen to the correct opinions of his subordinates.
Old Man Huang lowered his voice and his whole body was trembling:
"I wanted to pull the animals into the temple to take shelter from the wind, but the animals became irritable and refused to go in no matter what!"
Lin Fengjin let out a slight sigh and looked up at the temple with half a foot of dead grass near the door. The door of the temple was not decayed, but only half of it remained. The remaining half did not know where it went.
You can vaguely see it through the light of the torch. The statues inside are very crudely carved. Like the gods worshiped by most ethnic minorities, they are very ferocious, with green faces and fangs, and their right hands hold a bloody heart. This image is originally a bit strange.
It's cruel and bloody, but it's a bit comical because of the relationship between the plastic workers.
At this time, a gust of wind blew past. Immediately afterwards, some coolness fell from the sky, and rain had already fallen from the sky. Fortunately, the rain in this weather was not as sudden and torrential as in summer, which could give people enough buffer time.
Lin Fengjin sighed slightly, raised his chin to Lin De, and the two of them held up torches and quickly disappeared into the darkness next to the temple. After a quick search, they came out from another direction.
At this time, everyone's hair was a little wet. Lin Fengjin said gently to Old Man Huang:
"If you don't go through the front entrance, you will offend the gods. The horses will naturally obey their orders. Let's go in from the back. We should all go together so we don't get left alone."
Everyone immediately did as they were told, but after going all the way to the back of the temple, they only saw that Old Man Huang's hair was already a little wet and stuck to his forehead, and he said in shock:
“Is there a backdoor here??”
Lin Fengjin looked at the mottled wall in front of him and smiled:
"It'll be there soon."
After saying that, he aimed at the wall in front and kicked it...
***
After a cup of tea, a bonfire was lit in the back room of the temple, which not only brought people warmth, but also spread light.
And the rain from the sky also fell thickly.
The rain in early spring is not heavy, but under the subtle touch of the skin, there is a biting cold inside. It seems to be soaked into the bone marrow! Being doused in such dense spring rain all night, not to mention horses, even people
He will definitely get seriously ill.
The big hole kicked out by Lin Fengjin has been blocked by a broken door. The apse of the Ban Temple is quite spacious. Although there is an altar and an offering table, apart from the offering table there are a few dry branches that look like dead bones.
Besides, most of the altar had collapsed, revealing the ugly bricks mixed with grain and grass inside. There was also a fishy and musty smell that penetrated the nostrils.
Just as Lin Fengjin said, the horses were led in through the hole he kicked out from the back, and they no longer resisted. They just instinctively avoided the front hall, as if there was something worthy of fear there, so that in the corridor
The horses did not hesitate to be splashed by the cold raindrops, and instinctively wanted to avoid the direction of the front hall.
During this period, Linde took three people to the front hall to check it out, but they didn't find anything strange. He just said that a rat probably died in the corner and it was very smelly.
The group of people are all veterans of sleeping outdoors, and this time they are waiting for the young master to travel, and they are not pressed for time, so they are fully prepared.
Several people followed Lin Fengjin's instructions, working in pairs, quickly and mechanically doing trivial tasks such as feeding the horses, unloading the goods, washing them with the rain, and gathering a pile of charcoal for several animals.
Then he took a rest.
Although these horses, which have been with humans since birth, also have an instinctive fear of fire, their simple brains have also developed the habit of getting close to this thing for warmth, so they all lie down next to the coals and start to ruminate quietly.
The sweet fried soybeans and eggs restore fatigue and physical strength.
Lin Fengjin frowned slightly. Sometimes an overly sensitive sense of smell is not necessarily a good thing. The presence or absence of corpse odor can also affect the appetite no matter how big the nerves are. Moreover, Lin Fengjin also paid attention to it.
Here comes an unusual point.
That is the end of the road in front of the temple, which should have been connected to a Han village.
However, why is there a Ban temple that is rarely believed in by the Dong people near a Han village? And the size of this temple is actually not small?
What does the abandonment of Han villages have to do with this temple?
What happened in the Dongren village where Three Gongs Chasing Souls came to on my way?
These doubts emerged in Lin Fengjin's mind, but gradually disappeared. For him who had gained some memories of the Dog King's life, such experiences were really not worth mentioning.
The footsteps of two night guards were heard outside. He leaned on the soft couch taken from the carriage, pulled up the quilt and put it on his chest, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
***
Under such circumstances, no one could sleep peacefully. As the guards outside vigilantly shouted a warning, everyone immediately jumped up, holding the weapon closest to them in their hands, nervously
The atmosphere is on the verge of breaking out.
Lin Fengjin, on the other hand, looked very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and climbed up from the soft couch, muttering:
"What's up?"
Zhu Qiang, the night guard, held a wild goose feather sword tightly in his hand. He looked at the darkness in the front hall and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said:
"Brother Liu Bo and I just walked here when we heard some noises in the front hall. We held a torch from a distance to illuminate it, but there was nothing unusual. After a while, Brother Liu said he was going to relieve himself... and then he disappeared.
Got it!"
"What time is it now?" Lin Fengjin said abruptly.
"It should be time." Wang Tie added.
Lin Fengjin stood up, stood there for a while with his eyes narrowed, and said:
"Lin De, Wang Tie and I will go take a look together. The rest of us will stay here. Light more fires and stay out of the area covered by the fire. If there is any urine or feces, it will be in your pants. If you hear any strange noises, you will be there.
Don't move near the fire! Even if our voices tell you to get out!"
"yes.....!"
Lin Fengjin took the lead and strode into the darkness. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Behind him, Wang Tie held a torch in his left hand and a shield in his right hand. Lin De did not hold a crossbow in his hand.
Instead, he was holding a long whip that looked like a black snake. This whip was mixed with horsehair, human hair, and steel wire. If it was whipped on the body, it would definitely taste extremely unpleasant.
The rain was still pouring down, and there was already some water on the ground. After walking more than ten steps, Lin Fengjin came to a bush and frowned:
"Zhu Qiang did not lie. Liu Bo did come here and peed."
Wang Tie immediately brought the torch closer. This torch was a special windproof torch. As long as it was not thrown into the water, it could not be wiped out by heavy rain. But at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew over, like the undulations of a tranquil lake.
The ripples looked gentle and friendly, but the wind carried an indescribable stench!
Lin Fengjin's face suddenly turned pale, but then, a huge black shadow emerged from the darkness, aiming straight at him! It was like a giant bear hunting, rough, bulky, and crazy!
In this case, those who are timid would have been scared out of their wits. However, since Lin Fengjin learned the art of hunting people, his footsteps and movements have an evil and feminine feeling, making his actions in the dark even more difficult.
It's like a ghost.
He turned his body to one side and avoided the attack of the huge black shadow, causing it to flutter into the air in a panic. The two staggered past each other, and the huge black shadow was already on the right rear of Lin Fengjin.
Not only that, Lin Fengjin didn't look back, he lifted up his right foot and kicked it hard from behind, and he hit the black figure's leg! There was a strong force from the leg of the huge black figure, and there was a loud sound.
There was a snapping sound, and my legs became weak and I could only half kneel down.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fengjin made a 360-degree spin on the spot, and the extremely bright sword light shone in the open space. Together with the afterimage, it seemed as if a giant, rapidly rotating knife wheel appeared out of thin air. The bushes around him
The branches and leaves flew up instantly, scattered in the air with a splash, and then fell down!!
The hunter's art: Eviscerate!
Although Lin Fengjin had taken great care to avoid the people around him, both Wang Tie and Lin De immediately felt a very sharp wind blowing towards their faces, tearing their hair and hair violently!
Even the air breathed into the nostrils has a sharp feeling of stabbing the lungs!
The "Infuriating Wind" torch in Wang Tie's hand was even swept away by the wind. In an instant, the flames were extinguished to the extreme. Only a light blue flame was lingering and swaying, but the torch was burning.
The red carbon part is rapidly extending around. (To be continued...)