The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 6
someone!

Is it for shelter from the rain?

It's just that I haven't seen anyone yet, and I've heard a lot of noise.

"I heard that this place is haunted. Where is the best place to go? I chose such a ghostly place."

Haunted... Haunted?
???

When Jiang Yang heard this sentence, his face twitched violently.

Isn't it true that I chose such a "good" place when I first came here?
According to the forum, there are indeed demons and ghosts in this world!

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

This is really a jackpot!

"In this barren mountain, it's good to have a place to hide from the rain. How can there be so many picks and chooses? We don't stay too long, and we will leave when the rain stops."

Then Jiang Yang heard another voice.

He hurriedly looked outside the door, it was the first time he saw people in this world, he saw people outside in twos and threes, wearing linen clothes, some carrying burdens, they didn't look like wealthy people, they should be from nearby of the villagers.

And when Jiang Yang was watching them, someone in the crowd obviously noticed Jiang Yang.

"There are people over there!" Someone exclaimed immediately.

"Someone?"

There were people in this kind of place, but this made the crowd a little nervous, and they all looked towards Jiang Yang.

"who?"

Seeing the tense expressions on the faces of the crowd, Jiang Yang couldn't help feeling tense, and hurried out the door, saying, "I'm also passing here to avoid the rain!"

Hearing Jiang Yang's voice, and seeing that Jiang Yang was only a person, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, the crowd was slightly relieved, and then started discussing again.

Jiang Yang was looking at these people carefully. Among these people, there seemed to be a leader, in his 40s, with slightly white temples, and a short and strong figure.

While these people were discussing, the middle-aged man stepped forward, looked Jiang Yang up and down, and asked, "Is little brother alone?"

Jiang Yang was stunned. He rarely interacted with people during these years of illness. Although he had made some preparations before, communicating with strangers was unavoidably jerky. He only comforted himself that they were all NPCs. It was only a little relieved, "I followed the caravan and was robbed by robbers. Now I am left alone."

After that, he explained his experience to everyone, and at the same time revealed a piece of information. He has no hair on his body, so if he is a bad person, he doesn't need to make up his mind.

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

Hearing that Jiang Yang was also an ordinary person who came to the Taoist temple to shelter from the rain, the crowd was obviously relieved, and after hearing what happened to Jiang Yang, and seeing his miserable appearance, they felt a little bit of sympathy.

"My condolences to my little brother."

"What a pity."

"Little brother, are you hungry?" The middle-aged man handed a steamed bun to Jiang Yangdao, "I have some dry food here, do you want some?"

For Jiang Yang, he came here through time travel, and he didn't really experience that disaster, so there was nothing to be sad about, but in this case, there was a word of concern, and even food, which made Jiang Yang My heart warmed up a little.

Although he was still vigilant, he had to eat, because if this place was really haunted, he wouldn't even have the strength to run without a full meal.

And now that he is penniless, and even his clothes are in tatters, no one will think of him.

"Thank you." He took the steamed bun, ate it with big mouthfuls, and looked at everyone, "Uncle, who are you?"

The middle-aged man explained: "We are craftsmen who work in Xuejiatang nearby. When we came back, something was delayed. We were late and it rained again on the way, so we had to come here."

Jiang Yang quickly asked: "Then isn't this place not far from the village?"

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

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

This place is Suhe County in the southeast of the Jiangling area, and they live in the nearby Youshui Village.

However, just now, Jiang Yang heard that these people seemed to mention haunting in their words, which made Jiang Yang feel a little vigilant, and he might be able to ask them for information.

He hurriedly asked: "Uncle Wu, you just said that this place is haunted?"

It's fine if you didn't know it before, but now you know that this place is haunted, you have to be careful.

After all, I don't know when the rain will stop today. If I can't go, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep with this ghost tonight.

"Little brother doesn't know?"

Jiang Yang shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "I'm from another place, how can I know these things. I don't know if you can explain it to me, so as not to violate taboos at night."

"We are also a bunch of rough people." Foreman Wu said, "How do we know what is taboo?"

"I only know that this place was originally a Taoist temple, and the incense was very prosperous, but later, for unknown reasons, the old Taoist priest died suddenly, and this place gradually fell into disrepair."

"Later, some people passed by here and came here to stay overnight, and they often encountered some strange things." Foreman Wu continued, "There are even people who passed by here to stay overnight and disappeared inexplicably. As time passed, no one dared to come here."

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

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

Jiang Yang thought to himself that it is rare to have so many people together now, and it would be more at ease if there are more people, and he just planned to explore it himself: "Why don't I go together too."

"Alright." Foreman Wu nodded.

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

The place where everyone is at this time is the front yard, and there is only a bluestone step up in the middle.

In the center, there is a square made of blue stones, and there is a main hall. The plaque of the main hall fell to the ground. After careful identification, the handwriting can still be distinguished. It seems to be some kind of "Lingwei Hall".

At the entrance of the main hall, the vermilion lacquer door was ajar, a bold craftsman stepped forward and pushed the door, and the door creaked open.

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

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from above the head, and there was an exclamation immediately ahead, and a few black shadows flew out of the house.

Immediately there was a loud noise in the house, and a large piece of rubble collapsed down!
"What... what the hell?"

The person walking in front yelled in horror.

"It's just a bat, it scares you." Foreman Wu gave the man a blank look.

Jiang Yang couldn't help being thankful that he followed behind, and he didn't know why, since he heard that the temple was haunted, the beautiful scenery that was worth admiring suddenly became gloomy, and he felt a little timid and inexplicable tension in his heart .

On the contrary, this made Jiang Yang concentrate, and his eyes looked around carefully, for fear of missing even a single detail.

Looking inside, it was getting dark at this time, and I saw that the inside was dark and covered with spider silk everywhere. With a little light, I could vaguely discern a few stone statues in the hall.

The bony face seemed a little permeable in the darkness.

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

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

I saw Jiang Yang picking up something from under the rubble.

Looking closely, it seems to be a wooden tiger, which was not found when I came in before.

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

Jiang Yang shook his head: "I don't know, it seems to have just fallen from above."

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

He looked up and saw that it had fallen from the roof.It fell into this pile of rubble just now. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at all.

"This thing may have been left here by the former pilgrims." Foreman Wu glanced around, not too concerned.

Jiang Yang shook his head, "No."

"How could a pilgrim put this thing on the beam?"

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

"That's right." Jiang Yang said, "If it's on the roof, it should be very wet if it's raining now, but there's no water on it."

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

Jiang Yang said: "But the wooden tiger is not as old as the beams of the house, so it shouldn't be that old."

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

(End of this chapter)