Horror stories personally experienced by horror novelist Zhou Dedong

Chapter 18 Maze (2)
Ashamed to say, I still don't know her name.

On the night of the night of the century, I got a call.I was at home watching TV with my wife.

"Is it Mr. Zhou?"
"I am. Who?"
"Chief editor, you don't know me, but I know you."
It was a woman, and her voice was a little low.I like women to be soft-spoken, even whiney.But I prefer women with boyish voices.

I hurried to another room.

Female readers often call to make mistakes, and my wife often makes mistakes because female readers make mistakes with me.

"What's the matter with you?"
"I'd like to buy you tea."
I smiled: "When?"
"Tonight, of course."
This woman is very presumptuous, who wouldn't be with his wife on the night of the century?I don't even know her, how could I go out for tea with her?
"I'm sorry, I have a family, and I want to be with my family today." After I finished my words, I wanted to hang up the phone.

"It's so undramatic. I have a home too, and my home is thousands of miles away. I came here specifically to find you."
I didn't know what to say to reject her.

"I only take as long as you make love." She said amazingly.

I was overwhelmed.

Regarding sex, I think a man said it well: "If I say I am pure, it is too hypocritical. If I say I am not pure, it will be artificial. Therefore, regarding sex, I keep silent."
Therefore, regarding color, I also remain silent.

I asked, "Where?"
"Hanmiao Temple."
"Why are you at Hanmiao Temple?"
"It's very quiet here. I've been here for half a month and have been living here."
"What time is it?"
"I'm waiting for you now."
After turning off the phone, I went back to the living room.

The wife is laughing out loud at something on TV.I took the opportunity to say to her: "Ms. Zhang called, it's urgent. There is a political problem in a manuscript, and I have to go to the printing factory to correct it immediately."
Mrs. Zhang is the editor-in-chief.The editor-in-chief has to listen to the editor-in-chief, my wife understands.Political issues are the worst, and she understands that.But she was still a little upset and said, "What time will you be back?"
"Soon. Wait for me, baby."
Hanmiao Temple is located in Dajue Mountain, more than ten miles away from the urban area.There is a very cultural tea house in the temple, Zen tea, and there are also guest rooms.There are usually not many tea customers there, and the charges are expensive.

I went by car.

(Reality: [-]%)

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When I arrived at Dajue Mountain, it was getting dark.

Hanmiao Temple was built in the fourth year of Xianyong in the Liao Dynasty and rebuilt in the third year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty.

The temple sits west and faces east, and the temples are built against the mountain. It is composed of the Tianwang Hall, the Daxiong Hall, the Infinite Shou Hall, and the Great Compassion Hall.In front of the temple, Pingchou is fertile and wild, with open scenery; behind the temple, there are many mountains and mountains, and the forest is lush and gloomy.There is a clear spring, the spring water is clear and sweet, and it is inexhaustible all the year round.Towering ancient trees, covering the sky and the sun, have various postures, including magnolia and ginkgo. . . . . .

The above are all descriptions of Hanmiao Temple that I found on the Internet.

What I see seems a little different.

The trees didn't shade the sun, they were all dry.I didn't see where the coolness and sweetness were.

When I arrived there, there was a power outage in the temple, and the mountain was completely dark, with some dim red lanterns lit up here and there.

I thought there would be a lot of people coming here for Millennium Eve and the fireworks.There are surprisingly few people.I only saw an old monk at the gate of the mountain, and he looked at me with strange eyes.

I have never been able to figure out what happened to those halls in the temple, anyway, they all stood eerie in the dark.

I rushed to a tea room called "Ge".

This is a private room, and she is sitting in it alone.

As I imagined, she is really gorgeous, and she is also very luxuriously dressed. She looks like a rich person, and she is extremely rich.I have a natural affinity for rich women.

She has heavy makeup on her face.In the faint candlelight, her face was very white, her mouth was very red, and her deep eyes appeared even deeper with black eyeshadow.

"Is it Mr. Zhou?"
"It's me. Hello."
"Hi. Sit down."
I sat down obediently.

The room is Japanese-style tatami.

To make a digression --- I hate Little Japan.The big knife slashed at the devil's head!Please don't let it go!

I asked, "What's your name?"
She said, "Is there a need to ask?"
I think it's a bit strange, as if there is a taste of calling.

"You should tell me."
"I'm too lazy to make up."
At this time, three women in blue nun uniforms came in. Their faces were very plain and their expressions were very plain.They are here to perform the tea ceremony.They are not nuns, they are trained servants.

I have seen the tea ceremony before, and my education is too shallow, so I don’t think it has a long history and profound knowledge, but I think it is very complicated, and I can’t hold back my laughter, but I have to hold back, because if I laugh, it will cause serious trouble.

The person who didn't want to make up his name said to the waiter: "Thank you, no need."
The women showed no expression and walked out one by one.They walked without making a sound.

After a while, another woman in a blue nun's uniform came in and brought two dishes of tea and food, one with melon seeds and the other with dried fruits.

I like to eat meat.But no meat.

The electricity still didn't come.I don't think tonight will come.

She poured tea and we drank it together.

(End of this chapter)