In the morning, we left the money to thank the old man.The old man said not to say, said I am a lonely old man, want so much money useless, the house is empty is also empty, it is better to facilitate us, is to raise your hand.

He gave us porridge, and some overnight pickles, and when he ate, he smoked a cigarette: "Two, I don't think you are ordinary people, tell the truth to our small village what is expensive?" 」

I looked at the three uncles, the third uncle said: "Brother, we will not hide from you, I am Mr. Feng Shui."

The old man looked at us, smoking a cigarette bag faster, and a plume of smoke rose up.

San uncle said: "These days, the Yangtze River near the heavy rain, the water level is high, I observe the sky and geographical feng shui, found that there are several dragon veins by the traitors, using secret tricks, extremely evil."I followed along the way to our old dragon's back."

The old man kowtowts his cigarette bag, went to the door to probe and look out, and then closed the door: "You two, you are finally here!"I said that we in China's great country must have high people, left and right, and finally look forward to you.Tell me in detail what happened."

I can see that the old man still has some doubts.

The three uncles did not hide from him, and told him the incident of the Zhenjiang beast of Da Liujiazhuang, the collapse of the charlatan tunnel and the original Jiangkou corpse, and now the tracking Feng Shui Bureau has come here.

The old man was particularly excited, completely relieved, took the hand of the three uncles and did not spread, saying that he had something important to report.

“Slow down, brother, what’s going on?”The three uncles asked.

The old man said, "More than a month ago, we came to a monk from the village and said that he was from Wutai Mountain and looked kind and amiable."Whoever has a wedding, he will go to pray and pray, the villagers like this monk, and if they are worried, they will talk to him.There are many rich people in our village, and they want to ask him to live at home, but the monk went to the back of the old dragon back mountain and lived in the middle of the mountain.There was an abandoned mountain temple there a long time ago, and he hired people to pick up and pick up and stay.After a few days, there were many strange faces in the village, and a dozen inquiries were asked about the construction team hired in the nearby town, and asked who the employer was, the monk.The monk hired the construction team of seven or eight men to go to the mountain temple, day and night to do the work.

“What are they doing?”I asked.

The old man twitched and smoked a cigarette bag: "At first, we thought it was to re-repair the temple, and then it seemed that it was not so, and the warning line was blocked outside the temple, and whoever wanted to see it could not be done."Later, the people in our village began to have a collective nightmare, always dreaming that there seemed to be a lot of dark shadows running on the village road at night, and I don't know what it was.Some people do not sleep in the middle of the night, really guarding the village road, but did not look at anything.Many children are particularly afraid, can not stay in the village, they all go to the village to live in the village.I’ve had such a thing before...”

The old man said that a month ago, the day was not too cold, and he went to the mountain to break the trees and branches for the stove.Walk around the temple.The mountain temple is in the desert countryside, usually no one comes, and there is a loud noise of drinking and drinking.

He felt strange, quietly came to the back of the temple, pointed through the window paper to look in, this look at the head.Seven or eight people in the house are drinking and punching, one by one, drinking five fans, humping.

The most angry thing about the old man is that a person with a leg on a leg and a head of a Buddha statue is stepping on the head under his feet, which is part of the broken Buddha statue of the mountain temple.

The old man thought to himself, are these people not Buddhist believers, how to drink big wine and eat big dishes one by one, well, these are innocuous, but it means to step on the Buddha's head, absolutely disrespectful ah.

There were a lot of messy tools thrown in the house, with shovels, shovels, picks, and dirt everywhere, and they seemed to be not repaired but plowed in the temple.

The old man went back to the village people and said that no one believed or no one had their hearts, and some people also advised him to eat radishes, and the mountain temple was not worth a penny, even if it was completely demolished.

Today we arrived, and the old man finally said everything he was bored.

My brother-in-law asked, are they still there?

The old man nodded: "The monk is not common, but the construction team is still there, they buy seafood to our village every day to buy vegetables and wine, shooting a wide range."Think about it, who can spend this money, it is certainly not these migrant workers, it must be the monks who hired them.“Where did the monk get so much money?”

The three uncles pushed open the window, the rain outside had stopped, but the sun had not yet come out, and the sky was drowsy.

“Brother, let’s look at the mountain, can you take us over?”How much money do you talk to?”The three uncles said.

The old man was a little excited: "I think that is not a good thing, but no one in the village believes me, if you can help to eradicate this scourge, I thank you for being too late, how can you collect money."

The old man said that it was difficult to go through the heavy rain mountain road, and he pulled out two pairs of rain boots from the cabinet to us.Before leaving the house, the old man took out a shotgun from the house, and I hurriedly said, "Lord, don't take this thing, be careful to hurt people."

The old man tugged at his neck: "It doesn't matter if I shoot you, I'm so old."As long as these people can be driven out and the village can be defended, it doesn't matter if I sentence them to eat the nest."

The three uncles saw that he was so determined, and he agreed.The old man took us to the back of the mountain, fortunately, with such a local, walking a safe and secret trail, over the two hills, to the high ground, the old man pointed to the woods below and said: "There."

I took a cold shed to see, below is a small basin, the trees withered, only branches fork, the woods exposed a temple spire, the specific scale is not clear.

You can see a few people coming out of the temple to talk and laugh, and someone came to the wall behind the temple and unbuckled the trousers and urinated.Just where he was pissing, there were a lot of broken Buddha statues, arms, legs and Buddha heads and the like.

The old man should be a believer, suddenly violent, to rush down to give the man a shot, let me and the third uncle die to pull, tell him small can not bear to plot.

After the man had peeed, he spitted his mouth toward a Buddha's head and swaggered to the front.

We slid down the dirt slope and came to the back of the temple.The area of this ancient temple is not small, the left and right three major halls, the outer wall is bright yellow and red, antique, but it is really broken.The back wall is also used as a toilet by them, filthy, stinking, and some unbearable to witness.

There was a broken window behind him, and I saw the temple inside digging a pit, leaving only a pit, and two people sitting next to the old master chair, bragging and tugging at their feet.There are still a lot of marching beds in the hall, and the others are lying in a daze, fiddling with mobile phones, in short, there is smoke in it.

The three uncles took hold of the old man and me, and bowed down and said, "Brother, we are looking for Feng Shui's eye, which is probably in the temple of the mountain."Hadron, I want you to go into the hole they dug."

I was sorely afraid that the task would be too hard to finish.

The old man especially trusted the three uncles and asked, what do you want us to do?

The three uncles said, "Don, you don't have to be afraid, my brother and I are working together to find a way to lead these people away, and then you look at the time."

“Where is the monk?”I whisper.

The three uncles said, "The soldiers will come to cover the water, and the monk will come to talk about the monk, now he is not there."

My heart pounded, and my uncle patted me: “I think this is the core of the feng shui eye.”The old dragon's back is the position of the dragon vein bollon.As long as it is broken, the monk's plot will not succeed."

The old man took out the shotgun, pulled the bolt, and said to his uncle, "Big brother, what do you say, I will listen to you."

Three uncles said, “In a moment, you will follow me, let’s go to the front, I will tell you what to do.”"Joon," he told me, "once everyone in the house is gone, you must immediately turn into the back window and go into the pit to see what is going on."

I nod my head in agreement.

The three uncles and the old man went, I crouched in the back, peered out of the window gap, and waited for a while, suddenly found that these people in the hall were noisy, and all the people lying on the bed stood up, and the fellows were going out.I was wondering when I heard a loud bang in front of me and someone shot!It must be an old shotgun.

Everyone in the hall rushed out, and I played a spirit, that is now!

I pushed open the back window, didn't lock it, and jumped in.The heart beats quickly, and this is an opportunity created by the three uncles and the old man with their lives.After entering the hall, I felt that it was really broken, the head was broken, the ground was also thrown a broken plaque, the hall was full of wine and sour stinky, I put my nose to the pit, the pit about a meter to see square, barely able to climb into a person, and then look in, Hessein, I don't know how deep.

I saw a flashlight on the bed next to me, pick it up, press the button to light, and take a picture of it.About a meter away from the pit, in the yellow spot, I saw the top of a black tower.