Rock Sugar Warm Jade

20

Lingcheng is a first-tier city, but it is inevitable that there are still divisions in the surrounding areas. Migrant workers have wages, and even if their income is good, they still prefer tight wages.

Because he left his hometown, there are young and old at home.

It was still slightly bright, and a group of workers living on the edge of the city had already put on uniforms and brought tools to work.

The fallen leaves on the ground spread all over the ground overnight, and several plastic bags were tied up.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a teenager wearing blue and white long-sleeved trousers appeared at the intersection of this old road, with a schoolbag on his back and a pair of white sneakers under his feet.

The sanitation workers finished their work sitting on the side of the road with a towel hanging around their necks, sweating profusely and stuffing hard steamed buns into their mouths.

With one hand in front of his body, the young man groped his way along the street. There was a sign at the intersection with a few big characters written - go straight for 100 meters from Tongfu Village, 200 meters into Hongqing Temple and turn 300 meters.

An electric tricycle whizzed past him on its wheels, mixed with the owner's shouts of "Give way", making this desolate and quiet place more lively.

The electric car was like a drunk snake. After wandering for more than ten meters, it finally "fragmented" and stopped working. The owner slapped the front of the car and muttered, while the sanitation worker next to him drank the water in the thermos and came up to look at it.

"I have to deliver the goods, what's the matter?"

"Is the battery dead?"

The owner of the car waved his hand: "I just unplugged it before going out, and then I went to the temple to deliver food. How long has it been on? It's impossible."

The sanitation worker poured out the remaining water in the lid of the cup, and while closing the lid, he asked a soul question: "Aren't those monks tired of eating cabbage every day?"

The owner of the car was trying to restart the electric car, and heard that he slapped the Chinese cabbage tied on the car twice: "It's not from Shaolin Temple, so there are so many rules. Everyone in it has a bachelor's degree, and once they take off their clothes, they are ordinary people. I heard they said that because I am used to eating vegetarian dishes, but eating meat makes me sick, and I can’t eat it even if I want to.”

The sanitation worker dragged his hat to fan the wind, and when the sun came out, the temperature obviously rose. He said: "They also built the temple higher this year. I heard that it gave a lot of benefits to the next few families, so they built the second floor up. Then What is the reason—the temple has been open for all these years, but the Bodhisattva has never been opened. It sounds pitiful."

Car owner: "I've been paid, what else can I do?"

Qin An found the temple after walking for 2 minutes. If it hadn't been built, it might not be so easy to find. Now it is very eye-catching. It was also wickedly painted with a heart.

This kind of love is very meager. It is estimated that the people in the temple failed to wipe it off, resulting in a "beautiful" landscape.

At the door is a pair of fruits and vegetables, which were thrown here by the car owner just now, and he is not worried about being taken away.

The more closed the circle, the easier it is to be brainwashed. Even though the people in this village don't believe in ghosts and gods, the temple has been built for so many years, and it has subtly affected them.It is said that there is a god when you hold your head three feet high, and no one is itchy to challenge it.

What's more, there is a surveillance camera installed at the entrance of the temple.

Qin An looked at the monitor coldly, then turned his head away in disgust.

There is a river in front of the temple, and there are all kinds of rubbish beside it. People with public morality know to tie up the rubbish bags, but there are quite a few "dead bodies everywhere". It is estimated that at noon, the smell here Smells worse than sewer.

There were no belly-turned fish on the river, and he guessed it was because they were all dead.

It is very strange that there is a temple in this place, especially according to the people in the village, they are not very revered.

Yesterday Qin An received the third letter, this time it was indeed a letter, with a map on it and a strand of long hair glued to the paper.

"Don't tell others. I know your every move. You almost killed someone. I can arrest Zhao Yingying, and I can also arrest Su Meng. His mother is an ordinary person after all."

These words made Qin An try his best to be a low-level gangster again, and came to the final destination of this map.

I didn't expect it to be a temple.

The gate of the temple was locked with a string of rusty circular locks. Qin An flicked it with his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "click", as if he had a penis finger.

The lock head has been artificially damaged, and the fracture is flat because it was scratched by a sharp weapon.Qin An laughed at himself to the point that he was still in the mood to analyze what kind of knife it was, and he was really a good seed for a gangster.

There were no books in his bag, and when he went out this morning, he was told by the Soviet Union that the books for high school students were getting thicker and thicker. In fact, he even put some materials in it.

For example, the folding knife or the bone-cutting knife were obtained by Qin An from the provocative people under the bridge hole. For this, he paid the price of several broken bones and bleeding.

Qin An took a breath, and it seemed that there was a conglomerated substance in his chest that was about to gushe out, entangled in countless threads in his heart, and he was just a step away.

The door was a bit thick, Qin An pushed open a crack and walked in.

The sanitation worker who was sitting and resting had just sent away the owner who was smiling because the electric car was brought back to life.

"What do you want to do? Young man, you scare me." The sanitation worker leaned back and put his hands on the thermos to stabilize his body, otherwise he would end up in the emergency room for cerebral hemorrhage first aid.

The man in front of him was a fat man, who acted sneakily, and covered his face with a plaid handkerchief. Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him fall backwards, he subconsciously reached out to help him. He jumped back again as if he was startled, and the handkerchief fell off every time he went back and forth.

"You, you, you... I didn't touch you." The fat man shivered and moved back, squatting down with his round body like a ball to pick up the handkerchief.

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear the old man blackmailing him, but he gave him a blank look, with contempt in his eyes, the fat man thought what's wrong with him being poor?

Then he stepped forward two steps, bent down and asked softly, the voice was softer than a mosquito, after what happened just now, I was afraid that it would scare people out of a heart attack.

"Uncle, uncle, have you seen a boy wearing the same clothes as me? It's about half a head taller than me, and only half as wide as me."

The uncle raised his head and cut his rich figure in half, because he remembered that such a godlike young man entered the village just now, and then pointed towards the village.

"okay."

There are no lights in the temple, the windows are tightly covered by curtains, and a statue of Manjushri stands in the center.Qin An walked around the statue, his hairs standing up involuntarily.

He gripped the dagger and the electric shock baton tightly.

Because of too much force, the electric shock rod hit the palm of his hand, Qin An became more sober, and began to regret why he didn't keep the electric shock rod at home.What if something happened to him, the electric shock baton fell in such a place, and the Soviet Union was slandered?

Sutra mantras were suddenly placed around, and a speaker was standing behind the Bodhisattva statue, chanting scriptures facing him, and it would not stop until the speaker was powered off.

Qin An suddenly turned around, and there was nothing behind him. A few thin beams of light shot down from the ceiling, reflecting the dense swirling dust——no one.

It was clear that someone existed just now, where would they go?

Qin An's gaze was on top of the bodhisattva's head.The structure of this temple is a bit strange, the second floor is only half built, and the rest of the open space is to prevent the tall Bodhisattvas from bumping their golden heads and avoiding baldness.

Because the temple is too small, it can be seen almost at a glance, except for a few rooms on the second floor.Qin An walked upstairs lightly, and found a monitor in the corner, which was slowly moving the camera following his actions.

Qin An caught his breath, then let go of himself, and quickly ran up to check.However, those three rooms are lounges with their own beds, and the sheets are cold and not wrinkled.

Where is Zhao Yingying?Qin An didn't forget about it.

Secret door, no; secret passage, no.

The air flow suddenly rushed, Qin An was standing in front of the closet to touch the mechanism, subconsciously dodged to the side, the next instant the closet was shattered, saving him time to find the hidden compartment, it turned out that Qin An was still too naive, such a thing does not exist.

Qin An didn't wait to stand firm and looked at the original place. There was a pile of broken copper and iron lying on the ground, not even the door was spared, and the door handle was only one meter away from him.

This kind of power can only be possessed by the supernatural beings in the mouth of the Soviet Union.And Qin An is an ordinary person, why did he find him?Just to get revenge for jumping into the river with a yellow hair to find shells?

Or, did he also have some relationship with the supernatural beings, because of the Soviet Union?

If it's the latter...is this person targeting him or the Soviet Union?

Qin An's eyes turned red again, not only that, but also added a layer of filters that ordinary people wear [-]-degree myopia glasses, and he barely stood with his back against the wall.

For a moment, the surrounding area became much quieter, as if entering another strange situation.

The entire temple is like a net, with several small spots inside, two of which are very close, one is him, and the other is hiding at the stairs.Qin An's fingertips turned white, and he threw a small knife viciously towards it.

As soon as the knife left his hand, Qin An covered his eyes. It seemed that some liquid had slipped down just now, so he couldn't be the one crying.

Is it blood?

Qin An couldn't see clearly, it was all red and hard to distinguish.It feels like a missile that has been programmed into the program, always following the other, ready to hit the yellow dragon and blow up his face.

Zhen Jia originally planned to do it quietly, environmental protection and energy saving. Although he is now at a time of confusion and lack, he still understands his own strength very well.

He didn't intend to make matters worse, and he thought that if he punched that little bastard, at least the room would be full of internal organs, so I'm sorry for the brothers who live here, everyone is working together. It's not good to have a deadlocked relationship.

In this kind of weather, it will stink in two hours, which is not conducive to burying the body.

I didn't expect the little bastard to be so flexible. What's more surprising is that an immature juvenile supernatural person has very sensitive perception, and his eyes bleed and almost pierced his heart.

Zhen Jia, as a speed and strength double-line supernatural being, while her strength is increasing, her perception is very ordinary.The implication is that he can only be a T-leader, doing all the dirty work, rushing forward to die every day like a [-], not as a support.

The wire of the headset was cut by a knife, and the ears finally became quiet. Zhen Jia had no thoughts of her own for a long time, and the few thoughts she had were on how to complete the task perfectly.

What kind of supernatural being is this kid?He turned his head slowly and with difficulty.

A silver light flashed in front of his eyes, Zhen Jia slipped while climbing the railing, and there was a small knife on the wooden pole.

The sudden change made Qin An almost unbearable. His body gradually became hot and his fingers trembled. He forced his fists to be placed by his side.

He couldn't hold on anymore, Zhen Jia thought.

Due to various reasons, Zhen Jia could only be rated as a D-level, but he was extremely fast. He was essentially a law-abiding citizen, and he was cultivated into an assassin in just a few months.

He gathered his strength, his palms formed into knives and hung in front of his body, bending his body and preparing to rush forward to catch him by surprise.

Qin An knew very well that there was a mentally ill person standing across from him, but he knew that it didn't mean he had the ability to fight back. Unexpectedly, the other party sent a dumb murderer over.

Life is over.

It's a pity that Brother Su doesn't know if he can live a regular life on time in the future, no, even when he was here, Su Meng didn't live a regular life.

Thinking about it this way, he thinks that the right track, the fulfilling and interesting life is someone else's, and he has not contributed anything to it.

Zhen Jia's speed reached the extreme, and he needed to kill Qin An before he could react.Concentrating on speeding up but ignoring the airflow around him, the thick and sharp air rushes straight in.

Qin An supported his strange body and rushed towards the open space. The sawdust on the ground was rolled up, carrying a large cloud of dust.But after all, he has never experienced actual combat and training, and the high-speed operation of his eyes took up most of his physical strength.

Qin An could see the knife-like palm approaching him inch by inch, and he didn't intend to kill. He was just like a machine, wanting Qin An to die.

Qin An's mind received all sorts of strange messages, such as the crying of a child a hundred meters away, such as the tune hummed by the sanitation worker, such as the unexpected guests downstairs.

"That, that, is student Qin An here?"

At the same time, Su Meng, who was writing the materials, paused, pushed aside the document, picked up the car keys and ran out. Xiao Sheng pushed his glasses, only in time to see the door that was not closed tightly.

Xiao Qiao turned on the red light and said in a cold mechanical voice: "Fifty points will be deducted, and the protective cover will take effect immediately."