It is indeed true to say that we are bold.
Back then, we always said, "How bold a person is, how productive the land is." otbnkotgt In the afternoon of the same day, we went to the Xuanming Temple again.
I was a little bit psychological because of the dizziness last time.
I didn't dare to go in directly, so I let the fat man take the lead.
Wearing a string of Buddhist beads, he bowed three times at the gate of Xuanming Temple and chanted: "Buddha forgives."
Then he opened the door and walked in.
After standing in the temple, the fat man waited for a few seconds before turning back and waving to me.
I quickly walked to the entrance of Xuanming Temple, bowed three times, and then walked into the temple.
Perhaps it was because the ghost in him was sent away, but there was no strange reaction after entering Xuanming Temple this time.
I waited for a few seconds and then smiled and said, "Fat man, I'm fine."
"Stop talking nonsense, go and pay homage to the Bodhisattva first.
If we really take away the contents, we must first ask the Bodhisattva for forgiveness."
We actually don’t know the rules and regulations, we are just following the ways of the older generation.
When I walked to the Bodhisattva statue, I saw it was deserted because it was an empty temple.
The altar was covered with dust, there were no lights, and there was no incense ashes in the incense burner.
Even the Buddha statues looked a bit old, but Fatty and I didn't dare to neglect, knowing that this temple was blessed by Bodhisattva, so we hurriedly lit the incense we brought, and then the two of us bowed several times, and then put the incense in the Inside the incense burner.
After waiting for a while and not seeing any problems, we started walking around the temple.
Now that I think about it, the fat man and I were so bold, and we followed everything to the Bodhisattva's head.
I separated the two sides and walked around the temple for a long time, but found nothing.
In fact, this is not surprising.
Xuanming Temple is now an empty temple.
Even if it is not well maintained, people with the same ideas as us have come to patronize it.
Even if they are not in the bead-drying business, if they get some valuable antiques, they can still make some money.
Coupled with the destruction of the Four Olds during the Cultural Revolution, it is lucky that this temple is still around.
"Have you found anything?"
The fat man and I met and asked.
"No, it's just a broken door panel, not even bottles or cans."
The fat man answered, shaking his head.
I thought about it for a while and then said: "Well, you go to the Zen room and take a look again, and I'll walk around the backyard.
If I don't find it again, then go back.
I always feel that this is not a good thing."
With the mentality of giving it a last try, Fatty and I continued our search separately.
The backyard of Xuanming Temple is not very big, about half the size of a basketball court.
The bricks on the ground are overgrown with weeds.
There is a big tree that has withered for many years in the upper right corner of the yard, and under the tree is a well.
I walked around the yard and saw a few clay pots, but at first glance, the craftsmanship and workmanship were not for the elderly.
"Hey, still nothing gained."
I sighed and sat next to the well, ready to go back when the fat man came.
At this moment, there was sudden movement behind him.
A sound like a knocking "dong dong" came, and I was suddenly startled.
I stood up quickly and looked behind me.
This is the place of the Bodhisattva.
We might offend the Bodhisattva by doing something so disrespectful.
He put his hands together and kept saying: "Don't blame Bodhisattva, don't blame Bodhisattva" The sound rang a few times and then stopped completely.
I had just calmed down when I suddenly heard several similar sounds again.
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This time, I heard it very clearly.
The sound seemed to come from the bottom of the well.
He hurriedly took out the amulet and the dagger given by the fat man.
The old people said that the well had a lot of meanings.
It could either hide the dragon or store the yin.
This means that if there is water in the well, it means there is an underground river, and there will be a Dragon King in the well.
If someone has died in the well and the sun has not been seen for a long time, there may be hidden Yin energy or even ghosts.
Why do sounds come from the well in an empty ancient temple?
I felt weird in my heart and didn't dare to get close.
The knocking sound sounded for a few times and then fell silent again.
This time I waited for a long time and there was no sound again.
My courage gradually increased.
I held the dagger and slowly approached the edge of the well.
I tried to look down.
When I looked down, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder from behind.
I shouted, raised the dagger and looked back.
Fortunately Xuan didn't stab the dagger out.
The fat man stood behind me in surprise.
When he saw me raising the dagger, he hurriedly shouted: "Mom, it's me, don't do it."
I had already seen his face clearly, so I quickly put away the dagger and cursed: "Why did you kid scare me by walking so silently?"
"What's going on?"
The fat man saw that I looked wrong and asked hurriedly.
"There seems to be movement in this well.
I heard several strange noises."
I pointed to the well in front of me, and the fat man looked down.
The well was dry.
You could see the bottom at a glance.
It was dark, but there was nothing there.
"Don't scare yourself, there's nothing in it."
The fat man waved his hand and said.
I have been a bit nervous these days.
I get nervous when I hear any noise.
I put away the dagger and took a deep breath.
I turned around and said, "Maybe I'm too nervous.
Did you notice anything?"
"There's no shit, they're all empty.
I think we should forget it.
Why don't we go to the flea market another day and maybe try our luck."
The flea market that Fatty mentioned is called the morning market in northern dialect.
It is open every morning between five and six o'clock near the Chenghuang Temple.
Most of the items sold are old gadgets left over from the destruction of the Four Olds.
Some second-hand items or items that are not allowed to be sold blatantly by the state, such as hidden knives, engineer shovels, and even modified fowling guns.
If we could get something related to ghosts at the flea market, it would be a small fortune.
"Okay, let's go back first."
I nodded, pulled the fat man around and was about to leave.
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Suddenly there was another sound from the well behind me.
This time, I knocked several times in a row.
Both the fat man and I really heard it.
"Did you hear that, Fatty?"
I asked in a low voice.
"I heard it coming from the well.
There seems to be something in it."
At this time, the fat man became nervous and answered hurriedly.
I slowly turned around and stared at the surface of the well.
Could something be ghosting in the well?
It shouldn't be.
This is an ancient temple.
Could it be an earth beast?
If it were an earth beast, the fat man and I could take the opportunity to make a fortune.
"Is it a ghost?"
The fat man asked, holding the string of Buddhist beads.
"Probably not.
How dare ghosts come in the Bodhisattva's place?
It might be an earth beast, but I don't know what kind of earth beast it is.
Do you have a rope on you?"
I asked over my shoulder.
"Bring it along, what do you want to do?"
The fat man looked at me with puzzled eyes.
"Tie a stone with a rope and throw it into the well.
See if you can hit some monster."
There is nothing I can do about it.
The fat man immediately got some bricks and stones from the side, tied them to a rope, then took aim and threw them into the dry well.
Logically, there must be a sound when such a heavy stone falls into the well, but there was no sound at this moment.
"Why is there no sound?"
The fat man asked, staring at the well.
"It's impossible not to reach the bottom.
I think maybe it hit something.
Pull the rope back, hurry up."
I shouted anxiously, and the fat man hurriedly pulled the rope back, but his expression immediately changed as soon as he started.
He even pulled the stone several times without being able to pull it up, and his face turned red.
Seeing that something was wrong, I hurriedly stepped forward to help.
When my hand was on the rope, the entire rope had been pulled straight.
I used all my strength to pull back little by little, but I didn't know what it was under the well.
It was so powerful that it was scary.
The combined strength of Fatty and I is really quite large, but we just can’t pull up the stone.
"There must be something down there.
It's not necessarily because our rocks are stuck."
The fat man shouted through gritted teeth.
"I don't know either, damn it, I'll go take a look."
I cursed, pulled out the dagger and walked towards the edge of the well.
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As soon as I let go, the fat man pulled even harder.
He blushed and even the veins on his neck were clearly visible.
I walked quickly to the well and looked down.
This time I actually found a black shadow.
But the well was relatively deep and the light was not good, so I couldn't see clearly.
But there was indeed a blurry shadow.
I turned around and shouted: "Fat man, there is something down there."
Just as I was opening my mouth, the rope suddenly broke.
The fat man who had exerted enough strength was knocked upside down, and the tied stone had disappeared, and the rope was obviously cut.
"Is everything okay?"
I asked as I helped the fat man up.
"It's okay, how can you see clearly what it is?"
He dusted himself off and asked me.
"I didn't see it clearly."
I shook my head and then murmured to myself, "There can't really be a dragon hidden in a well in this world."
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