Penitent hand, trembling slightly

"You..." Shen Maomao opened his mouth, just about to say something about her abnormality just now, but out of the corner of his eye, he found that the stone statue's head turned, and his eyes looked at her directly, as if warning her not to talkative.

The heavy stone statue didn't make any sound when it turned, and the golden retriever behind him poked her back secretly, apparently also noticed the abnormality of the stone statue.

She didn't dare to say the rest of the words, but Sisi was looking at her seriously, waiting for her next words.

Shen Maomao opened his mouth and asked stiffly, "What wish do you want to make?"

Seeing that she didn't talk much, the stone statue immediately turned back, as if nothing had happened, and continued to stare straight ahead with compassionate eyes.At the same time, Shen Maomao loosened his body, and he no longer had the feeling of being locked by something dangerous just now.

Sisi said: "What else? It's nothing more than breaking away from games."

Shen Maomao forced a smile.

Sisi didn't notice what was wrong with her, turned her head and continued walking in, and said as she walked: "Looking at the situation here, there should be temple celebrations, right? The candles and incense seem to have just been lit, should we wait?"

Shen Maomao quickly followed up with Jin Mao, and responded: "Maybe...but let's go out and wait after we have a look?"

As soon as the words were finished, the sunlight outside the window suddenly dimmed, and within a few seconds, the pattering raindrops fell, hitting the surface of the water sparingly.

Sisi said: "It seems that he doesn't want us to go."

Shen Maomao glanced at the statue, then quickly looked away to avoid being bewitched by him.

The golden retriever shook the umbrella in his hand, indicating that they could leave with an umbrella, but He Bo obviously thought of this too, so in the blink of an eye, the rain outside became heavier, almost falling from the sky, hitting the roof of the house There was a bang, like someone beating a war drum on their heads.

This time, it was obvious that he couldn't go out at all.

The function of the oil-paper umbrella is unknown, so there is no need for them to take risks with the umbrella.

Shen Maomao retreated to the door and stood as far outside as possible. There was a row of mud spots on her calf and leather shoes, and the golden retriever ran to her and stood leaning against the door frame. At first glance, she looked like two gatekeepers.

Sisi looked at their shoes and was a little disgusted, so she didn't go out, turned her head and looked at the situation in the Hebo Temple curiously, and said while watching: "It's nothing to see, what are we going to do with Kang Yuanhuai when we go back?" report?"

Shen Maomao said: "Let me explain it truthfully, otherwise what else can I do?"

Sisi sighed, and changed the subject again: "By the way, are you really not going to sleep with me? Three people are fine, it's safer than one person."

"No, no, no." Shen Maomao refused again, and the golden retriever on the opposite side also shook his head frantically.

They didn't agree when nothing happened before, but now that something is obviously wrong with her, it's even more impossible.

Sisi thought they disliked her, and was aroused by repeated rejections, so she turned her head and stopped talking to them, and continued to observe the temple.

……

It rained for more than three hours, and the posture of the three people in the temple changed from standing to sitting, and finally they simply sat on the ground leaning against the wall in a daze, a little drowsy.

A figure appeared in front of them in the haze, and Shen Maomao woke up with a jolt, and opened his eyes wide to look at the person wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat at the door.

She woke up the golden retriever, kicked Sisi again, then got up all of a sudden, looking at the person in front of her warily.

The man walked straight into the room as if he didn't see them, walked over the three people who were in a hurry to the statue, and took off his bamboo hat.

Under the bamboo hat is not something with a strange shape, but the back of a very normal man's head.

Shen Maomao breathed a sigh of relief.

The man stood in front of the altar, threw the bamboo hat aside, turned his back to the three and asked, "Who are you?"

Shen Maomao glanced at Sisi.

Sisi replied: "We came to pay homage to Lord Hebo, but it started to rain just after we finished our worship, so we want to wait here until the rain has lightened before we leave."

The man said: "This is not the place you should come to, go away quickly, and don't come here again."

Sisi said: "But this rain..."

Only halfway through the conversation, the rain outside the door suddenly stopped, and the cloud cleared in an instant, and it turned out to be sunny directly.

The golden retriever looked at the man in surprise.

The man still only left them a back view: "Let's go."

The rain stopped, and the eviction order was issued. The three of them were embarrassed to stay any longer, so they could only walk out of Hebo Temple one by one.

Shen Maomao pulled Sisi, who was afraid to leave, to pass quickly, and then dragged her along the river without saying a word.

Sisi moved forward passively, staggered for a while, and finally couldn't help asking her: "What's wrong? Why are you pulling me in such a hurry?"

Shen Maomao let go of her and said, "You just..."

In the middle of speaking, the feeling of being stared at came back again. She froze and looked around immediately, but after looking around, she couldn't find what was staring at her.

Last time it was He Bo, this time it should also have something to do with him.

Sisi and Golden Retriever followed her to look left and right, but they also found nothing like her.

"Did you discover anything?" Sisi asked.

As she asked, that line of sight became sharper, making Shen Maomao's scalp numb and his heart beating wildly.

She had a premonition that if she insisted on telling Sisi what happened just now, she would splatter blood on the spot.

Shen Maomao said seriously: "I found that man just now is quite handsome."

Sisi: "??"

Golden Retriever: "???"

But even after saying that, the feeling of being watched still hasn't disappeared, maybe it's because she's already on He Bo's blacklist?

Shen Maomao didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only blink at Sisi, hoping that she could understand his eyes.

Sisi was startled for a moment, thoughtful, and within a few seconds, she continued her topic and said, "Who do you think that man is?"

Shen Maomao said: "Maybe it's a temple blessing?"

Sisi retorted: "How could Miaozhu prevent believers from coming to worship God?"

Shen Maomao: "Yes, so what shall we do next?"

Sisi looked up at the sky, the golden sun dazzled her so much that she couldn't open her eyes: "It should be almost noon, right? Let's go get something to eat first, and then wait for someone to come back at the teahouse."

They returned the same way, and luckily met the boatman who sent them here again.

The boatman cheerfully asked them how their worship was going, and Sisi told the story of the man: "We were kicked out by him, who the hell is he? Is he the priest of the Hebo Temple?"

"What kind of temple celebration!" The boatman said, "Where did the temple celebration come from? Lord Hebo's temple was built by us big guys voluntarily, and believers often clean it on their own initiative. No blessings at the temple."

"Then who is he?"

"I guess they are beggars who wandered from somewhere, and want to drive you away to steal sacrifices!"

Sisi said: "Does he dare to steal He Bo's sacrifice?"

The boatman said disdainfully: "Hmph, I'm afraid that he will have no life and no blessings..."

……

After disembarking, the three of them found wontons at a food stand in the market.

Just after the rain, the air is slightly cool, just right for a bowl of fragrant and warm wontons.

Several people sat in the shade of the room, waiting for the wontons to be served, while chatting about what happened just now.

Not to mention that the man's dress and demeanor are not like a beggar, but the firm tone of the boatman's speech can make people feel that something is wrong.

If He Bo is really a good god who saves the world and the people, he shouldn't kill people just because of a few plates of tribute.

Unless it's not God.

This Shen Maomao has experience. These days, everything dares to claim to be a god. False gods and evil gods emerge in endlessly, but the real gods have nothing to do.

When the steaming wontons were brought to the table, Golden Retriever was so hungry that he immediately took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks and started eating.

Shen Maomao cat's tongue is afraid of being hot, on the contrary, it is more elegant than in the morning.

The moisture from the rain was blown away by the wontons, the three of them ate and drank enough, and walked towards the teahouse, preparing to spend the remaining hours.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the water stains on the ground were evaporated by the sun, the sun slowly sank to the west, and the sky was covered with a brilliant glow. In the sunset, pedestrians returned home, children left school, and paddles beat the water surface to stir up Blossoming waves, water ripples rippling round and round, shimmering like a dream.

Mingyue Jingjing and Anan had already joined her at the old teahouse, and now only Gao Si and Dahai, brought by Kang Yuanhuai, were left.

Seeing that the hour hand in the big landing in the teahouse had already pointed to five, an hour had passed since the time they agreed on, but the three of them never came back.

Mingyue said: "Could it be that Kang Yuanhuai did it?"

Anan said: "Maybe those two people did it."

Neither of these two situations was what they wanted to see.Although the peace between them and Kang Yuanhuai is an illusion, as long as this layer of appearance exists, they can continue to deceive themselves and others, without having to start their exhausting daily life.

For a while, the six players were silent, holding their teacups and taking a few sips of tea.

Two hours later, it was seven o'clock, and it was already getting dark. There were fewer pedestrians on the road, and there were no boats in the river. Under the teahouse—hell, they don't have the keys to the mansion, so they can't go back even if they want to.

Sisi was worried: "What should we do? Are we going to sleep on the street at night?" I don't know if there is a hotel in this day and age.But even if there were, with so many of them, the money might not be enough.

Shen Maomao glanced around idly.In fact, she could feel that the sight of watching her never disappeared, like a gangrene, always watching her every move, so she couldn't help but look left and right, trying to catch the ghosts and ghosts watching her, but it was a pity. No gain.

Looking at it, she suddenly found three figures staggering towards the end of the road in the distance, she couldn't help standing up suddenly, and exclaimed: "Look there!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-0410:25:05~2020-05-0510:25:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: nanjoballno☆, the state official wants to light the lamp, and a cat under the tea tree;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Qi and Ding Huiren's Little Butterfly; ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? , Doll, Gu Lin, and Sishui 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!