Anyone?

Are you here to take shelter from the rain?

But before I saw anyone, I heard a noise.

"I heard this place is haunted. What's not a good place to go? But I chose such a haunted place."

It's...haunted?

???

When Jiang Yang heard this, his face suddenly twitched.

Isn't it? His eyesight went dark, why did he choose such a "good" place when he first arrived?

This is really a jackpot! You know, according to what is said on the forum, there are indeed monsters and ghosts in this world!

Some people say this place is haunted, and that’s probably true!

"In these wild mountains, it's good to have a place to take shelter from the rain. How can we be so picky? We won't stay too long. We'll leave when the rain stops."

Then Jiang Yang heard another person's voice.

He quickly looked out the door. This was the first time he saw people in this world. He saw people coming from outside in twos and threes, wearing linen clothes, some carrying burdens. They didn't look like they were from wealthy families, they were from nearby.

A villager?

And just as Jiang Yang was watching them, someone in the crowd apparently spotted Jiang Yang.

"There's someone over there!" Someone immediately exclaimed.

"Is there anyone?"

Is there anyone in this place? This actually made everyone a little nervous, and they all looked towards Jiang Yang.

"who?"

At this moment, Jiang Yang looked at the nervous expressions on everyone's faces, and couldn't help but feel nervous. He quickly walked out of the door and said, "I also came here to take shelter from the rain!"

"To take shelter from the rain?" After hearing Jiang Yang's voice and seeing that Jiang Yang was just a person, and a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then started talking again.

.

Jiang Yang was looking at these people carefully. Among these people, there seemed to be a leader who was in his forties, with slightly white temples and a short stature.

While these people were discussing, a middle-aged man came forward, looked Jiang Yang up and down, and asked, "Are you alone, little brother?"

"Me?" Jiang Yang was stunned. It seemed like he was playing a game before, but now, this kind of real communication between people made him feel a little uncomfortable. He scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "

I followed the caravan and was robbed by robbers, and now I am alone."

After that, he explained his experience to everyone.

The middle-aged man looked at the blood stains on Jiang Yang's body and even the scars from being cut by a knife, and immediately believed it.

Everyone felt relieved when they heard that Jiang Yang was also an ordinary person who came to the Taoist temple to take shelter from the rain. After hearing about Jiang Yang's experience and looking at his miserable appearance, they all felt a little sympathetic.

"My condolences little brother."

"How pitiful."

"Little brother, are you hungry?" The middle-aged man handed a piece of steamed buns to Jiang Yang and said, "I have some dry food here, do you want some?"

For Jiang Yang, he had traveled through time and had not really experienced that disaster, so he had nothing to feel sad about. However, in this case, there were words of concern and even food, which made Jiang Yang

My heart felt a little warmer.

I didn’t expect people in this world to be quite friendly.

"Thank you." After all, Xingzi was worried about being poisoned by eating too much, so he only ate a few, and it didn't satisfy his hunger. He took the steamed buns, ate them with big mouthfuls, and looked at everyone, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man explained: "We are craftsmen working in Xuejiatang nearby. Something delayed us when we came back. We were late and it rained on the way, so we had to come here."

"Artisans nearby?" Jiang Yang asked quickly, "Isn't this place not far from the village?"

"It's not too far." The middle-aged man said, "About five or six miles to the west is Youshui Village."

Jiang Yang nodded slightly, and after some questioning, he found out that this middle-aged uncle's surname was Wu, and he was the leader of these craftsmen. Everyone called him Foreman Wu.

This place is Suhe County in the southeastern part of Gangneung Prefecture, and they live in nearby Youshui Village.

However, Jiang Yang just heard that these people seemed to mention being haunted in their words, which made Jiang Yang a little wary, and he might be able to learn about the situation from them.

He quickly asked: "Uncle Wu, did you just say this place is haunted?"

It was okay if I didn't know before, but now I know this place is haunted, so I have to be careful.

After all, it's raining today and I don't know when it will stop. If I can't leave, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep with this ghost tonight.

"Little brother, don't you know?"

Jiang Yang shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I'm from out of town, how do I know this? I wonder if you can explain it to me, so as not to violate taboos at night."

"We are also a group of rough people." Foreman Wu said, "How do we know what is taboo and what is not taboo?"

"I only know that this place was originally a Taoist temple with great incense, but later, for some unknown reason, the old Taoist priest suddenly died, and this place slowly became deserted."

"Later, some people passed by and stayed here, and often encountered some weird things." Foreman Wu continued, "Some people who passed by and stayed overnight disappeared inexplicably. As time passed, no one dared to come."

"Foreman." At this moment, a man from behind shouted, "This place is too small, let's go to the main hall to take shelter."

"The statues in the main hall should still be there." Another person also said, "Let's go there and worship, so that the Shinto can protect us and prevent us from causing any trouble tonight."

Main hall? Jiang Yang frowned. Hearing that this place was haunted, he felt really uneasy. It’s rare to have so many people together now. It’s always safer to have more people: “How about I go too?”

"That's fine." Foreman Wu nodded.

Jiang Yang immediately followed the group of people towards the center of the Taoist temple.

The place where everyone was at this time was the front yard, with only one bluestone step going up in the middle.

Across the square made of bluestone, there is a main hall. The plaque of the main hall fell to the ground. If you look carefully, you can still make out the writing. It seems to be "Lingwei Hall".

At the entrance of the main hall, the red lacquered door was ajar. A bold craftsman stepped forward and pushed the door open. The door creaked open.

Jiang Yang felt a gust of cold wind blowing from the hall, and shuddered subconsciously.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound above the head, and immediately there was a cry of surprise from the front, and several black shadows were seen flying out of the house.

Then there was a loud noise inside the house, and large pieces of rubble collapsed!

"Wha...what the hell?"

The man walking in front shouted in horror.

"It's just a bat. Look, I scared you." Foreman Wu rolled his eyes at the man.

Jiang Yang couldn't help but feel glad that he was following behind. He didn't know why. Ever since he heard that this Taoist temple was haunted, the beautiful scenery that was worth admiring suddenly became gloomy, and he felt a little timid and inexplicably nervous.

.

This made Jiang Yang concentrate, and his eyes looked everywhere carefully, fearing that he would miss even a single detail.

Looking inside, it was already getting a little dark at this time, and I could see that it was dark inside, with spider silk hanging everywhere. With a little faint light, I could vaguely make out a few stone statues in the temple.

The rugged face looked a bit oozing in the darkness.

Walking towards the inside, at this moment, his eyes moved slightly, he leaned down and turned over the rubble that had just fallen.

"Little brother, what's wrong?" Foreman Wu asked.

Jiang Yang was seen picking up something from under the rubble.

Taking a closer look, it seems to be a wooden tiger, which I didn't find when I came in before.

"What is this?" Everyone looked at the wooden tiger in Jiang Yang's hand in surprise.

Jiang Yang shook his head: "I don't know, it seems like it just fell from above."

He looked at the wooden tiger in his hand strangely. Compared with the surrounding buildings, the wooden tiger didn't look that old.

He looked up and saw, had it fallen from the roof?

It just landed in this pile of rubble. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find it.

"Perhaps this thing was left here by a former pilgrim." Foreman Wu looked around and said not caring much.

Jiang Yang shook his head: "That's not right."

"How could any pilgrim put this thing on the rafters?"

"On the beams?" All the craftsmen were surprised.

"Yes." Jiang Yang said, "If it were on the roof, it would be very humid if it rained now, but there is no water on it."

"And it has been placed on the roof for a long time, exposed to the sun and rain, and it is impossible to preserve it so well."

Jiang Yang said: "This wooden tiger is not as old as the beams. It should not be that old."

When Jiang Yang said this, Foreman Wu was also a little surprised: "This is strange."


Chapter completed!