The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Since Qingniu Town often has pilgrims from all over the area coming to Lingwu Temple to offer incense, it is common for strangers, but the crowd from Dayang Town looks like a troublemaker, and the people in Qingniu Town immediately noticed. .

"Where do you see those people coming from? Why do you look like they are here for trouble?"

"Oh, isn't the eldest son of Grandpa Li's house in Dayang Town, the man who started? This is from the Li family in Dayang Town!"

Master Li of Dayang Town has a wealth of wealth and is still a talented master. He doesn't have to kneel down when he meets the master of the county, which is extraordinary in the hearts of ordinary people.

"What is the Li family going to do?"

"Who knows, keep up and see." It is the nature of Dazhou people to look good and lively. People from Qingniu Town and even temporarily settled foreigners immediately came in and followed the team.

Jiang Zhanxing rushed to find Jiang Si: "Sister Si, there is something outside, go out and have a look."

"What's the situation?"

"I don't know yet. A group of people from outside the town came to me. I have a hunch that the intention of these people is probably related to Lingwu Temple!"

Jiang Si forced his smile: "The second brother said that, then let's go and see."

Several people mixed into the crowd and followed the group straight to Lingwu Temple.

Lingwu Temple is in the town, so more and more people watch the excitement along the way to join. By the time the gate of the temple, the team is quite spectacular.

The monk guarding the door was taken aback: "Amitabha, there is no more hospitality in the temple today. Please come back, please."

The leading man was in his twenties, handsome, well-dressed, but with a fierce look in his eyes. He said, "We are here to find people. My sister came to Lingwu Temple to offer incense, but he has not returned home. Don't worry, order me to get my sister back."

"Amitabha, there were some accidents in the temple today. The pilgrims who stayed in the past two days have all checked out and left today. The sister of the donor is not in the temple—"

"My sister came to Lingwu Temple to offer incense, and now people haven't gone back, shouldn't we come to the temple to find it? We don't see anyone stopping me when we come to the incense to donate the sesame oil money, but now people disappear What does it mean to stop me from entering? Could it be that what happened to my sister with you?"

The gatekeeper was stunned by the leader's question.

The leading man took the opportunity to bypass the gatekeeper monk and rushed in, raising his arms and shouting: "Hurry up!"

In the blink of an eye, the gatekeeper monk was squeezed aside, and a group of people hurried in.

In the end, only the people watching the excitement looked at each other.

It took a while before someone said, "I said, the people from Dayang Town came to our Qingniu Town to make trouble, right? We just looked like this and it was a shame!"

"Yes, we can't let them make trouble on our site. It's not bad to offend the high monks of Lingwu Temple!"

The gatekeeping monk hadn't stood firm yet, hula la another group squeezed in.

Looking at the threshold that had been stepped on, the monk at the gate was only left to cry without tears.

"Where are you gangsters? This is a Buddhist holy land--" A monk came to stop him, but was pushed aside before he finished speaking. A group of people had a clear purpose and went straight to the back mountain.

Lingwu Temple is backed by a green mountain. Although the back mountain is not open to pilgrims, the layout is very simple. These people in Dayang Town take advantage of the unruly quick actions. Before the monks in the temple can react, they have already rushed to the back mountain.

When the warning bell rang, it was too late for the monks to run out, and even those watching the excitement followed.

Suddenly, the originally quiet Houshan black station was full of people.

"It's here!" The leading man went straight to the well next to the vegetable field.

The ground next to the well was dark red, and apparently the blood stains left by the monk who died in an accident had not been completely cleaned up.

"Get it for me!" The leading man pointed to the wellhead, and someone immediately shook the handle on the derrick.

A middle-aged monk came out more and more: "Don't you be afraid of being condemned by the Buddha if the donor is so rampant in the Buddhist holy land?"

The man who was fetching water had a meal.

The leading man sneered and said: "My sister is lost, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are so merciful. I will certainly not be blamed for finding my sister. My sister is also a believer who often comes to Lingwu Temple to donate sesame oil money. Now people are lost here. The masters are unable to make it convenient, but instead arbitrarily hinder it. Could it be a guilty conscience?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor is too much--"

"We came here without damaging any plants or trees. We just want to find out if there is anything in this well. Master, please help me." The leader was very eloquent, and he waved his hand after a few words. What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!"

Jiang Zhan in the crowd pulled Jiang Zhan, and his low voice couldn't hide his excitement: "I said there is a female ghost in the well, you still don't believe it!"

The female ghosts came to chat with him, it was scary!

There was a buzzing sound from the crowd watching.

"What does the Li family mean? Could it be that Girl Li fell into a well and drowned?"

"I think Miss Li was murdered, otherwise how could she be in the well in the back mountain?"

Someone suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that a monk had an accident. Maybe the monk was not an accident, but he ran into Miss Li and was killed..."

Jiang Si nodded secretly.

Very good, sure enough, the eyes of people who watch the excitement are discerning.

A group of people who are burning with a raging gossip fire can make up for a big show if a handkerchief is dropped at the door, let alone the situation now.

A bucket of water came up, and people couldn't help but crane their necks.

Nothing at all!

Another bucket of water came up.

...

The sound of creaking rope rubbing fell in people's ears, dull and boring.

Someone has already looked at the group of people in Dayang Town with bad eyes.

Lingwu Temple is the face of their Qingniu Town. If people are really lost here, it makes sense to find them. If they come to make trouble, then they have to ask if they agree.

Seeing that the young man in the lead was not doing well, he immediately ordered a man who followed: "Go and see below."

At this time he already regretted a little.

But it won't work if you don't come this time. My sister is the heart of my parents. Some time ago, she had been ill and almost killed her parents.

The man who followed immediately took off his coat, revealing his strong upper body.

The folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were open, not to mention this kind of rural land, it is nothing to encounter some wandering people in the big city, so the **** of the men did not cause a sensation, and some women chuckled.

Jiang Zhan hurriedly blocked Jiang's sight with his hands.

Jiang Si calmly waved away his hand: "Second brother, stop making trouble."

Jiang Zhan couldn't help but glanced at Yu Jin, only to find that he had been looking at the man, and he didn't seem to think Jiang Si was staring at the undressed man.

Yu Jin: Hehe, after seeing Asi holding a kitchen knife at a man's butt, what is this?

The man who took off his coat wrapped a rope and entered the well a little bit. After an unknown period of time, the rope that was held in his hands by other people suddenly moved.