Xiaolan didn't react at all. She only felt that she had bumped into something soft, and there was a crackling noise in her ears, followed by rolling and falling.
"Ah! It hurts!"
The screams sounded, but Xiaolan didn't feel any pain, and even felt quite comfortable lying on something soft.
"Xiaolan!"
"my leg!"
"Very good!"
Xiaolan didn't feel any noise from the chaotic shouts in her ears, and slowly regained her consciousness amidst this joyful exclamation.
Looking down, it seemed that she had just woken up from a semi-conscious state. Xiaoyin didn't rub her sore spot a few times before she saw Xiaolan's appearance clearly.
"It's really Xiaolan!" Joy ran in front of Pain, Xiaoyin hugged Xiaolan and hugged her head tightly.
It's Xiaoyin...
Xiaolan also stretched out her arms and hugged Xiaoyin who was so excited that she almost cried.
"I...I finally..."
Pineapple also rushed over and knelt down in front of Xiaolan, holding up her little face and looking at it carefully.
Pineapple's eyes were red. Seeing that Xiaolan was fine, he exhaled deeply.
"You...did you forget that there is another person down there..."
The fool's weak moans came, and Xiaolan noticed that there was another person lying under him and Xiaoyin.
Quickly getting out of the way, the little fool lay flat on the ground, being crushed until he only had half his life left.
Baomu helped the little fool, who burst into tears and pointed at them like a resentful woman.
"I worked so hard to lift Xiaoyin up to rescue you, but you guys treated me like this. I'm angry and can't be coaxed anymore..."
Seeing the pitiful and funny look of the little fool, several people finally showed relaxed expressions and laughed.
Stroking her hair with one hand, Xiaolan looked up and saw the Taoist priest.
The Taoist priest was also looking down at him. Under the blessing of a gentle smile, the Taoist priest's angular and sharp facial features softened. If he hadn't seen how the Taoist priest treated bloody people, Xiaolan might have thought that the Taoist priest was a gentle and steady person.
people.
"Xiaolan is so powerful, how did you climb out?" Xiaoyin's eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy and a hint of surprise.
Xiaolan looked at the roof. The gap had long since disappeared. "Actually, I was right next to you just now. I could hear you talking, but you couldn't feel me. I found something wrong with the moon outside the window. I used the moonlight to see the gap in the roof. I immediately
I was rescued by you just when I was about to slip out of the gap."
Xiaoyin's eyes widened, "Can you also see the gap?"
What's so strange about this, Xiaolan thought to herself.
"I can't see very clearly," Xiaolan said inconsistently, "I can just vaguely see a black crack. I thought I could get out of the roof from there."
Everyone was a little surprised. Xiaolan didn't know whether she should remain silent at this moment or say something.
"I said, Xiaolan is not an ordinary child," the Taoist priest said, attracting everyone's attention to himself. The wound was no longer bleeding, and the Taoist priest's condition did not look like an injured person. "
Baomu, what time is it now?"
Baomu looked at his watch, "It's half past ten, which is still early. Time flows very slowly in this world."
"Just in time," the Taoist priest picked up the backpack and carried it on one shoulder with the uninjured shoulder. "Although we entered the 'realm' by mistake, it was resolved successfully. We still have to go to the ancestral hall, so let's set off now."
Xiaolan was stunned and looked at the shocking wounds of the Taoist Priest.
Does this count as going well? Then when things don’t go well, doesn’t it mean...
Bah! Bah! What are you thinking!
Seeing that everyone else tacitly agreed, Xiaolan didn't say anything, followed the Taoist priest, and finally stepped out of the haunted house that gave her a brief nightmare.
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The moon is already hanging high in the sky. Unlike the false moon in the market, today is not a full moon. The slender, snow-white crescent moon sheds hazy moonlight, and the long and endless mountain village road seems to be filled with mist.
The flashlight light penetrates the spider web woven by the moonlight and shines on the courtyard walls of the houses.
"Isn't the one in front..."
The little fool took the lead, walked a few steps quickly, and the beam of light swept to the vermilion pillar at the front.
"Isn't this just a ruined temple?"
Xiaoyin had no inhibitions and just opened her mouth. Although Xiaolan thought so in her heart, she didn't show it.
The vermilion double doors were open generously, and after passing through a few bluestone slabs, we arrived at the door of the low and shabby main hall.
The main hall is just a more polite way of saying it. This ancestral hall looks like a small temple with not much incense. A few people stood at the door of the hall and looked inward. There is indeed a statue enshrined in the middle of the hall.
"Then this is where the souls of Father Slug and the bloody man were laid to rest, right?" Maple Sugar searched around the hall, and there was no trace of any coffins being placed in the hall.
"Is this... a statue of Guanyin?" Baomu stood in front of the statue, raised his head, and seemed to be looking at the slightly lowered statue, "Is this the statue of Guanyin that sends children?"
Xiaolan also looked at the statue. The skin of the statue had fallen off in spots. Guanyin was holding the boy in her arms. The original kind and loving expression had become extremely strange and ferocious after being polished by the years.
Staring at such a statue on such a night, Xiaolan's scalp felt numb, and he felt that the next second, the statue with cracked lips and sunken eyes seemed to be about to pounce on him.
Feng Tang searched everywhere for evidence, but to no avail, "This place has obviously been cleaned up, and nothing can be found. Is this really an ancestral hall? A Liang didn't say that the ancestral hall is very conspicuous, but it seems that this place is just an abandoned small temple."
"The conspicuous place is here." The Taoist Priest's voice sounded from the door. The Taoist Priest had not yet entered the main hall. He was standing on the bluestone in the small courtyard, looking up to the top of the main hall. When he saw them looking over, he pointed to the top of the main hall.
Everyone ran over quickly and looked towards the main hall.
At first glance, it was still pitch black. Xiaolan stared intently and found a hint of disharmony in the darkness.
The darkness was even darker. A small black tower protruded from the back of the hall, higher than the roof, standing quietly in the darkness.
"Is there a tower there?" Xiaoyin squinted her eyes and tried to identify it.
Xiaolan stretched out her finger and traced the shape of the black tower, "I think it looks like..." This chapter has been completed!