The gavel sounded, and the whole seat was silent.

"After saying that after the four monks arrived at the Wuming Temple, they ate some dishes prepared by the monks, went back to the meditation room to sleep and prepared to continue their journey the next day.

Unexpectedly, the monks sent them to the meditation room, but said a strange thing: "Tonight, don't open the door no matter what sound you hear."

You should know that people just can't stand curiosity. If you say it's cold, don't go out randomly, and maybe they won't go out either way. But since you said that you can't go out no matter what you hear. This is not to tell you openly: There are very abnormal things outside the door.

When you meet that curious person, you have to open it and see it without any help.

By chance, these four people today are exactly.

The four of them fell asleep quickly that night, after all, it was hard to travel during the day. In the second half of the night, a monk began to feel uncomfortable. I don’t know if the food was wrong at night, but when I thought of the monks in the temple, I kept holding it up and didn’t dare to move.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard the sound of footsteps of the tap outside the door in a daze. This sound was special, it was the sound of high heels.

Soon, a woman's shadow was printed on the window, and the shadow limped, and finally stopped at the door, da da da da, gently pressing the door."

The speaker pinched his voice and used a vivid and delicate voice.

"'I'm so cold, so cold'. This woman said so.

When the monk heard this, he felt strange. After all, the woman's voice was soft and seemed a little painful. He thought, after all, she was a female donor, not a white bone spirit, and he couldn't keep it in. Why not go out and have a look, right?"

At this point, the teller chuckled softly.

Most of the monks around were young monks. Some chanted the Buddha's name, some lowered their heads and smiled, and some looked down on them, but they couldn't help but want to listen to the story that happened later.

Then a monk urged the storyteller to tell the story, and what was behind it.

"Don't worry." He smiled.

Holding the candle, he moved a little while to prevent his hands from getting hot. He adjusted his cross-legged sitting position and continued.

"Of course, he looked at it on the door, and the woman said it hurt so much, and her legs were lame. The monk was in a daze and left the door.

There was suddenly blood red outside the door, and then he screamed. Then there was no sound.

On the ground, blood was seen, extending from outside the door to inside the door. On the ground, there were three monks' shoes left. Soon, the blood turned black."

The storyteller paused here maliciously, and his pair of little bean eyes shrewdly glanced at everyone around him.

Someone was gasping in the dark.

I felt that the story was realistic, but I couldn't help but look at my shoes under the bunk. Is there any strange marks, but I can't resist the bad push from the people next to me, and I was immediately frightened and screamed.

Some people laugh, and some people secretly said, "Can you quarrel be fine?"

"Gululu..." A man shook his head, feeling that his stomach couldn't hold on, so he went out.

The monk was very satisfied and then continued the story, Tao.

"The second person, he heard the cry of his dead father. He said, "I told you to accompany me for a while. No one in the hospital paid me."

The door creaked open and then closed.

"This third person heard a man's voice calling him: Get up and recite scriptures. Although he couldn't hear who it was, he thought it was morning, and he actually opened the door in a daze.

This fourth person is interesting and the most boring. After all, he wakes up not for anything else, but for the toilet in the middle of the night..."

Speaking of this, everyone's stomach seemed to have agreed, and it was full of rumbling.

Immediately someone thought he was very malicious.

"Or else, let's go to the toilet together." The timid man pushed the monk next to him.

"I won't, I'll hold it!" The person who was disturbed turned over and lay down, covered his quilt from beginning to end, and could not even let go of his big toes.

In the Zen room, several people actually couldn't help it and wanted to get diarrhea. But when they thought that they might be told that they would be peeing their pants the next day,

I was extremely reluctant to get out of bed. I would rather endure it like that.

The monk seemed to be very satisfied with the effect of the story, and he was also bad, and asked with a smile: "By the way, do you want to listen to a story about a person's head crawling out of the toilet?"

"Amitabha, I beg you to shut up!" Someone threw his shoes at him, "What time is it? Why don't you go to bed quickly!"

From the outside, it was very lively inside.

After a while of noisyness, the sky was almost dawn, and the candlelight gradually went out, and only one or two were still there and unwilling to blow it out.

The door creaked and closed.

It's not someone else, but a little monk who doesn't wear much clothes, goes out in a daze to find the toilet.

He listened to the beginning and end of the story just now, thinking that he was not that scared, and his stomach was making a big fuss, so he had to go out.

He only thought that there were many people from top to bottom, and it was not his turn to be a child. Moreover, there were many people in the temple recently, and it was lively and everything had been striking. Where were there any dirty things?

So he also had the courage to go out.

What's more, it seems that they said just now that two or three people had already come out to use the toilet, at least one or two in the toilet. The brothers and uncles in front of them probably didn't go back.

Outside the toilet door, he heard a bang, followed by a water flow, and then everything returned to peace.

Then there seemed to be a rustling sound, probably walking.

He was overjoyed and pushed open the toilet door and was about to ask an acquaintance to accompany him to the toilet with a shame, but he didn't even notice a ghost.

Between the darkness, it seems that something is hidden there, and I spy on it in the dark.

After a while, the little monk heard the irrelevant faucet in the excessive quietness and made a ticking sound.

It's just the voice of no one.

He pressed his shaking thighs and plucked up his courage and shouted: "Hehe, is it your senior brother? Hey, the food this night is really unclean, do you think so?"

“Tick…”

No one answered.

The water finally stopped continuing.

The rest is silence, but silence.

"Is it my senior brother and uncle? Or who donor? Please don't joke with Hui Bing? By the way, it's not my uncle, right? Oh, it's my uncle, it's my daughter, hahaha, what do I think." He plucked up his courage and deliberately sang loudly and joked about himself, but in fact he was so anxious that he was almost crying.

"This, as the saying goes, this, people are scary, don't scare me, okay... I'm really timid. If you don't scare me, will I promise to give you something you want?" He continued to encourage himself loudly, and kept talking to a non-existent "you".

But there was only an empty echo replying to his painful struggles. It was just that there was no response.

Unfortunately, his stomach was really uncomfortable, so he could only choose to open one of the doors, lock it, and untie his pants. The physiological condition is great.

call.

The colic became more and more obvious, and he twisted his expression. But he had already relaxed a lot.

However, after only half a minute of relaxation, a faint wind blew from below. Then, he saw a shadow floating in front of him from under the wooden door panel.

No, it should be two people!

"Don't..." He gasped.

However, what was unexpected was that the second pair was not human feet, huge and furry...

The previous person's shadow was dripping with water. He couldn't see clearly. It was blood! Hey! Yes, no wonder he always felt a fishy smell when he came in, but it was a bloody smell.

I'm afraid it's a beast on the mountain, but I've even caught someone!

"call……"

He covered his mouth tightly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cover the one below...

After a thunderous mosaic sound, the shadow stopped in front of his lattice.

Don't, don't... the child is about to cry.

I saw the beast's feet change direction, stand in a fixed direction towards the monk, and then move.

The wooden door creaked.

"No!"

one

The child finally fainted as he wished.

When Xiao Cai pushed open the door, he saw a completely exhausted monk, lying on the product he created.

"I'll go, it smells so smelly!" Mo Li, who was numb from his legs because he had been pulling for too long, supported him and pinched his nose and frowned, "I said, there must be something wrong with this tofu!"

After walking around so much, they actually moved to the meditation room where the monks lived on the other side. Fortunately, the toilet would not have been in the toilet.

Alas, this is not the first one. Several people in the toilet were so scared that he took them back together. He had to inform them to come and catch people.

Haha, this smell, oh my belly. Mo Li only felt that he was attacked from both sides.

Going crazy, isn’t there a normal person in this temple? Who is the one who opened the door in the middle of the night? Alas, there are many problems, what should I do?

"Sir, Ning, where are you?!" Mo Li sighed.

I heard a scream from the Zen room over there.

"ah!"

Mo Li hurriedly accepted his complaints, patted Xiaocai, and asked him to take him there and take a look.
To be continued...