Between seas

"Let's go first, there are too many people, it's hard to investigate." Shen Boru took a picture of Boss Qian who was still in a daze, and said with a smile, "Let's go to Fengxian Temple to have a look."

Boss Qian stopped Shen Boru: "Sir, then why don't you investigate the origins of A Cui and his wife......"

"To check, but not during the day.

"how do I say this?"

Jiang Yizhou chuckled: "To inquire about things from the living should be during the day, and to inquire about things from the dead, of course it should be at night."

"Xian, Xianchang...!" Boss Qian stuttered after hearing this.He raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, took a deep breath, and said decisively, "As long as the fairy leader can help me catch the monster, let alone talk to the dead, I will replace Pingping." Head, I am willing too!"

"Not yet." Shen Boru made an inviting gesture, "I also ask Boss Qian to lead the way to Fengxian Temple."

The "Fengxian Temple" they are talking about is not the nine huge Buddha statues with the common name "Fengxian Temple" located in Longmen on the outskirts of the city.The original name of the Buddha statue is Dalu Shena Niche, because it belonged to the royal temple "Fengxian Temple" in the Tang Dynasty, so it was called so.

What Shen Boru and the others are going to is the former royal temple.

Fengxian Temple is some distance away from Luoyang City, and it was already dusk when they arrived.The wind blew away the clouds in the sky, and the sun shone brighter in an instant, scaring three or two tits into the air.

The temple was newly built, and the vermilion paint on the courtyard walls is still bright red.It was late at this moment, and there were few people on the mountain road, only a young novice novice bent over, holding a broom in both hands, sweeping the ground earnestly.

Seeing four people approaching, the little novice saluted with one hand: "Several benefactors, please go back."

Jiang Yizhou said: "Tsk, what you little monk said is a bit interesting. We haven't said what we are here for, so you let us go back?"

The little novice bowed again and replied: "It will be dark soon, the city is not safe recently, the benefactor should go home earlier."

He is only six or seven years old, but he speaks in a polite manner, and his appearance is not rigid, but cute.

Jiang Yizhou wanted to tease him, and asked again: "Why is it not safe?"

"Monks don't lie, I dare not speak nonsense."

"Is there a monster that steals people's heads?"

The little monk kept his mouth shut and nodded vigorously.

Shen Boru couldn't help laughing.

Boss Qian was eager to save the girl, he didn't want to talk nonsense with this little monk, he pointed to the three of them, Shen Boru, and said, "This is a painter I invited from other places to help paint the murals."

The little novice glanced at Sanbao, who was not as tall as himself, and scratched his bald head in confusion: "You don't look like a painter?"

Jiang Yizhou patted Sanbao on the shoulder and explained: "This is my daughter, who will inherit my mantle in the future, I will take her to have a look."

With a smile on his face, San Bao secretly reached out and twisted Jiang Yizhou's arm.

Jiang Yizhou gasped in pain, he hurried to Shen Boru's side, showed him the red arm twisted by the three treasures, and whispered: "Ah Chen..."

Shen Boru was taken aback.

This is... to blow off?

The first reaction in Shen Boru's mind was "old and immodest", "childish", "boring", and "hypocritical", and he subconsciously refused.But when he saw Jiang Yizhou's aggrieved look, he couldn't bear it.

Forget it, it's poor.

Shen Boru gently shook Jiang Yizhou's hand, breathed on his reddened flesh, looked up at him, and said softly, "Are you done?"

There was a smile on Jiang Yizhou's lips: "It's not too good. Ah Chen, your fairy air makes me feel so comfortable, like... like a spring breeze, it can make me live another thousand or 800 years."

Sambo: "..."

Shen Boru: "Oh."

The little novice next to him was not very experienced in the world, and only heard that Boss Qian's daughter had a pair of good drawing skills, so he felt that Boss Qian was also a famous artist, so the recommended person should be right.He thought for a moment, put down the broom in his hand: "Come with me."

The little novice led them to the back mountain. It was already dark. He carried a small lamp and walked in front of them. When he passed an open space, he pointed to the two old trees that had been newly transplanted by the side of the road, and said: " There used to be a pair of stone statues of a boy and a girl, but unfortunately they were so damaged that they could not even be seen, so they were thrown away and planted on a tree."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shone the light on the two old trees.

The sound of the wind stopped suddenly.

The moment the black trunks were illuminated by orange lights, everyone could see that there was a human head tied to the trunks of the two trees.The mouth of the human head is wide open, and the eyes are protruding outwards. The expression like a dead fish is chilling.

It is the head of Granny A Cui and Father Er Zhu.

Then, Granny Acui and Eunuch Erzhu rolled their eyes and looked at each other, with the corners of their lips bent to the cheekbones, and they let out a weird "giggle" laugh.

The little novice's eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his mouth slightly, wanting to shout, but he was too terrified to make a sound. He was stunned, then took a few steps back, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The lamp in the little novice's hand also fell to the ground, and the light went out suddenly, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

The light of the sword in Shen Boru's hand suddenly appeared, and the frost-colored Zhao Sheng radiated a faint cold light in the darkness.

Jiang Yizhou and his gun stood in front of everyone.

In the dark, there was the sound of two children singing nursery rhymes. They clapped their hands and said with a smile: "Wine, Jinpoluo, Wu Ji's fifteen fine horses..."

Boss Qian recalled the scene three days ago, and felt his temples throbbing wildly, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Then he clenched his fist again, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Monster, give back my daughter's head!"

The two children ignored Boss Qian, but still hid in the depths of the darkness, laughing and singing nursery rhymes.

The wind picked up gradually, and the leaves made solo and solo sounds, as if urging everyone to leave in a hurry.

Shen Boru clenched Chaosheng little by little, staring at the darkness in front of him, and slowly stepped back a little.Suddenly, he felt something approaching quickly, and shouted: "Sambo, take Boss Qian and little master and go!"

However, it was still too late.

The wind blew loudly, the leaves danced wildly, and a white glow passed by the sides of several people at high speed.

But in the blink of an eye, the little novice's head was gone, and only his body remained, lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

After a while, the little novice's headless body slowly got up from the ground, and he stretched out his hand to feel around, as if looking for the broken lamp he had broken.

But he failed to find the lamp, and blood gushed from the cut in his neck.

This little monk is dead.