there is someone behind me

Zhou Ling, who couldn't get out, could only wander around in the hall.In the outlined illusion, the hall is shrouded in clouds and mist, people come and go, and people's simple or delusional appeals are heard.Over time, the statue of the Dragon King enshrined in the temple has given birth to its own spirit under the nourishment of people's beliefs over the years.It is the Dragon King here, keeping the land and water safe.

The sun outside the main hall set again, Zhou Ling yawned, waiting for it to rise again in a few seconds.The moonlight seeped in along the window lattice, and the quiet dragon king suddenly blinked.Zhou Ling raised his head suddenly, and saw a white shadow floating slowly from the Dragon King statue, and then came out through the wall.

Zhou Ling tilted her head, thinking: friend, what's the matter if you locked me in and ran away by yourself?

After thinking about it, he still ran to the door, tried to push it, and penetrated the door panel with both hands without hindrance.Zhou Ling immediately jumped out.He adjusted two steps in a panic, and took two steps outward in a forward posture before stabilizing his figure.

The scene in front of him changed again.That newborn spirit is like a naughty child, seeing everything fresh, it leaps over houses and fields, crosses bridges and roads, and comes to a lake.Bai Ying plunged into the water and turned into a silver carp.Seeing the little koi swimming happily, Zhou Ling raised his hand to stroke his hair.

For several days and nights in a row, Zhou Ling looked at the spirit born from the Dragon King Statue, which was worshiped by the people during the day, and ran out to entertain himself at night.The little silver koi grew up slowly, and the scales on its back formed beautiful patterns.It can stay away from the idol for longer and longer, even running out to swim and play during the day.

Finally, one day, this spirit that often skipped work and paddled was planted on a fishing net. It had been away from the statue for too long, and the koi that had turned into almost lost all its strength. It flicked its tail fin just like ordinary fish. Struggling, but to no avail.The fishing net was wrapped around its body, getting tighter and tighter, the light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and the spirit that was not fully formed was about to disperse.

But God still cared for it. A human bought it when the fishermen were pulling their nets. He put it in a water basin, carried it for a long distance, and came to another shore.The man in the middle of his life squatted down, tilted the water basin, and released the spirit that turned into a koi.

"Over there is a reservoir raised by others. I don't know how you got in. Let's live here in the future, and you won't be caught here."

Zhou Ling looked around the two sides of the lake. The willows, broken bridges and brick pagodas, and the pavilions in the middle of the lake were reflected in the hazy mist. It was indeed the West Lake.

The rescued spirit quickly returned to the Dragon King Statue, and it did not go out to play for many days until it saw the man who rescued it among the pilgrims passing by.The man came to pray for his daughter. His daughter was seriously ill, and the doctor said that the chance of recovery was only [-]%.The man didn't know what to do in the face of the [-]% possibility. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but under tremendous psychological pressure, he walked into this Dragon King Temple, which was said to be very effective, to pray for safety.

The spirit heard his plea and helped him.This is the first time it uses its own power, it is not easy, but it is very happy, it repays the person who saved him, and in the dark, a different point of light entered its altar.It can finally get rid of the Dragon King Statue completely!

The formed spirit roared up to the sky on a night full of moonlight, and turned into a small dragon.It could have left the statue, but still chose to live in the statue of the Dragon King.One more person among its regular customers is the man who didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

From spring to autumn, year after year, the man gradually gets old, and there is a woman who comes with him, his daughter, and she begins to accompany the old father to burn incense.She had heard this story from her father, who firmly believed that her recovery from illness and her safe growth were the result of the blessing of the Dragon King.The daughter is very filial to her father and is willing to believe her father's words.It was a secret, she didn't tell anyone, when she was on the operating table, she seemed to see a silver koi.It is a bit different from the Dragon King, but it is very spiritual.

Suddenly one day, the man did not come to offer incense.Jiao Ling was puzzled, but soon he knew the reason.The man is too old, he has reached the end of his life, and his daughter enshrined his tablet in the Dragon King Temple.Flood Jiaoling would occasionally take a look. It felt that human beings were really fragile creatures, but their beliefs were extremely strong.It has kept its promises day by day for ten years, and it has rarely seen such a person.

The story begins to fast-forward from here, the city is developing, and there are many high-rise buildings everywhere. The area where the temple is located has been planned out by some people.

The angry roar pierced through the past and present, and even the eardrums felt a slight pain.But Zhou Ling had no time to take care of it, he felt the illusion around him was collapsing.

Could it be that Jiao Ling was too angry and howled to collapse the illusion he created?

The orange cat, Xiaohuang, screamed "Meow Meow Meow" and kept struggling in the cloth bag. His two little paws hung on the cloth bag and scratched several places. The fur on his back was blown up. Yes: It's so dangerous here, why doesn't the Twoleg go away?

Zhou Ling wanted to leave, but when the whole space was extremely chaotic, he couldn't even see where the exit was, so where could he go.The feeling of dizziness came from all directions, Zhou Ling held the cat in his mouth, and grasped the small bag on his back.A white shadow quickly passed by in the darkness, Zhou Ling kicked his legs towards the place of the white shadow, the stairwell appeared in sight, and then Zhou Ling rolled down the stairs towards the downstairs.

The monitoring of the organizing committee showed this process, and the audience laughed out loud, and some people laughed directly at the Liu family: "The extreme Yin body you brought back is here to make a joke." The disciples of the Liu family were caught in the audience Here, their faces are hot, and everyone around them is watching their jokes.A seventeen or eighteen-year-old disciple of the Liu family blushed, and shouted at the one who laughed the most: "What's wrong with a fall? Then he is also the fastest to get out of the ghost wall, and the others are still walking in place. circle!"

This roar is effective.Ignoring Zhou Ling's tragic fall, and watching the surveillance video carefully, you can find that he really came out of the ghost wall—although the position where he came out was a bit awkward, and the others, even the magic weapon Fulu dance The ground tiger is full of power, and it is still in the hallucination of ghosts hitting the wall, and there is no sign of coming out for the time being.

Unlike the audience who watched the show, although the on-site inspectors did not enter the building, they quickly discovered the problem. They have realized that the building is not haunted by ghosts.

Yuan Guang was about to open his mouth to discuss with the two priests of Zixiao Mountain how to give points later, when he looked up, he saw Ning and Zhifei holding each other's arms, standing in front of the surveillance camera, extremely excited look.

Ning He: "Ahhh!"

Zhifei: "Hiss—rolling like this, no, falling like this, will there be any problems?"

Ning He: "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Zhifei: "Stop it! Call the doctor!"

The two rushed out to find the staff, leaving Yuan Guang with two young monks watching the surveillance at a loss.

This... It seems that Zhou Ling's benefactor is really a very special person to Zixiao Mountain.

Back at the competition scene, Zhou Ling's fall down the stairs didn't alarm anyone, and most of the people who were close to him didn't come out of the illusion—I don't know if the illusion prepared by Jiao Ling for others is the same as his, If so, then this game is too simple.

Zhou Ling lay on the ground for a while, and moved his hands and feet. There was a little pain, but it was not sharp. When he rolled down, he consciously rolled himself into a ball, but he didn't twist anywhere, but he rolled all over his body. All hurt.The most serious ones should be the two elbows. The scratch area is quite large, and strands of blood seep out of the skin.Tears were almost rolling in his eyes, and at the thought of surveillance, he held back abruptly.

Xiao Huang let out a "meow", and Zhou Ling pressed its head to keep it in the bag.He took out a clean handkerchief from another cloth bag, and before he could deal with the scratches, a gust of wind blew over.

The corner of Zhou Ling's mouth twitched, and a barely audible whisper came out of his mouth: "Thank you last night, but I can't give you this."

The white mist swam around his elbow twice reluctantly, and finally left.

As soon as Jiao Ling left, someone ran from the second basement floor to the stairwell.Seeing Zhou Ling wiping his hands with a handkerchief miserably, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you need help?"

Zhou Ling glanced at the person who came, it was a young man in a layman's uniform, holding a copper coin and a talisman in his hand, he shook his head and said, "Thank you, I'm fine, I just fell down."

The young man glanced at the stairs, and there was a flash of sympathy in his eyes, but after Zhou Ling refused to help, he did not approach, but exited the stairwell.This made Zhou Ling breathe a sigh of relief.

Don't look at the expression on his face that is very close to an unlucky ghost who just rolled down the stairs, but he actually panicked inside.The occult talisman does not allow him to rest easy, especially in the case of bleeding. If the opponent has real skills and is too close, just a little attention will cause doubts: Why is the aura here so strong?

Zhou Ling was so cruel that he wrapped his elbows with a clean handkerchief, biting and pulling, and took two more occult symbols for himself before giving up.Instead of exploring the second basement, he turned up the stairs and kept going up until he walked out of the building.

It's beautiful in the sun.Zhou Ling closed her eyes and felt the temperature of the sun for a while.Although it is Jiaoling's territory, nothing happened for a while, but something will inevitably go wrong after a long time.So Zhou Ling simply went out of the building and stood under the sun. Sufficient yang energy is a natural protective shield, and no sneaky people can easily get close.