Chapter 851

Yuantong village.

Jingheng gets off the bus like a tourist

Oh, he never came.

Jingheng, a tourist, got lost and went back and forth at the foot of the mountain.

When he felt that he was going to be unable to perform, he finally heard a voice.

It's about dialect. He didn't understand what he called, but just looked around with surprise like all the lost people.

He was stupefied, and guessed what the other side said.

All the prepared situations were defeated by the other party's dialect, and his brain became white.

"Well, I'm a pilgrim to Yuantong Temple. This is my first time here. I lost my way by accident. Can you tell me the way up the mountain

"Gu Gu Gu Gu --"

Jing Heng: "ah?"

All of the identification systems have problems.

He was in a daze and opened his mouth.

"Well, can you understand me? I'm lost. Can you show me the way

"Goo Goo Goo --"

the monk understood, and raised his finger in a direction.

Jingheng side head to see, between the trees and weeds in the mountains, shadow heavy, seems to be able to see a static building.

He frowned.

"Is that it?"

The monk nodded and said a lot.

Jingheng sighs helplessly, gives up recognition, nods with a smile, says thanks, and is ready to go.

Who thought, just turned around, he was caught by the sleeve.

He took a pause and looked at it doubtfully.

The monk made another stroke and then turned around.

Jing Heng looks at it.

The monk took two steps and waved to him.

Seeing him like that, Jingheng suddenly understood.

"Let me go with you?"

The monk nodded in surprise.

Jing Heng's doubts are even worse, and suddenly he has a bit of a bad feeling.

According to the direct, he didn't want to go, but when he thought of the case, he nodded and said "thank you" again, followed up.

After walking for no more than two minutes, he found that the road was not in the same direction as the previous one. Moreover, the person who leads the way in front of him still stealthily peeks at himself from time to time.

He half lowered his head and pretended not to know. Suddenly I felt something in my heart.

I was speechless all the way.

When the other party stopped, he raised his eyes and looked at some stacked houses in front of him. He felt a kind of unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Is this a temple?

This is clearly the village!

Is this a mistake?

However, his face was still blank.

"I'm going to Yuantong Temple, isn't it?"

The monk muttered a lot.

Well, Jing Heng still doesn't understand.

Two people danced for a long time, nothing.

Just when Jingheng was about to despair, he suddenly heard an intelligible voice.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

He turned his head subconsciously, a girl about 15 or 16 years old, standing not far away, looking at them suspiciously.

Four eyes are opposite.

The girl seemed to be scared, jumped for a while, and then shrank back to hide behind the house.

Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally someone speaks Mandarin!

He raised his voice and called out, "little girl."

The girl seemed to have hesitated for a moment and carefully poked out half her head.

Seeing this, Jingheng waved to her: "I was brought by your brother. But I can't understand his dialect. Can you come and help translate it? "

He softened his voice as much as he could.

The girl stares at him for a while, and then uses dialect to say a few words with the monk.

A little bit, she should have been convinced by her brother. She came out from behind the house and nodded to Jingheng to say hello.

"My brother said," it's dark. Let's have a rest here and go up the mountain tomorrow morning. It takes six or seven hours to climb up the mountain from where you were just now. It's already late. Yuantong Temple does not accept Pilgrims for the night. "

Jing Heng's face suddenly nodded.

"Is it? I don't know. The first time I came, I heard that Yuantong Temple is more eye-catching. I want to see it. Thank you. "

The girl waved her hand and said no.

"My family also runs B & B. It's just right. You have to pay for it. "

Jing Heng's forehead.

Hehe.

Thank you very much.

The girl beckoned to him to follow.

Jing constant pressure in the heart of doubt, looking at the front of the two people whispering.

I think he can't understand. They didn't even turn down the volume.After walking for about five minutes, I stopped at the gate of a farmyard.

Jing Heng looked as like as two peas. The village's architecture is similar to its appearance. It looks like a unified construction.

"This is my home. The first floor is for tourists and the second floor is where we live. There are 200, 400, 600 rooms. How many do you want to stay in? "

Jingheng listens and looks at it.

There was a bad smell on my nose.

It's the kind of smell left after raising pigs and chickens.

On the wall of the small building, it looks like it has just been renovated. The white will reflect light.

It's just the window and the door. How can you see it a little small?

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "may I have a look at the room first?"

The girl nodded, her face pale.

I don't know what they said just now. Jingheng thinks her eyes have changed a lot.

What's more, he always felt that he would be a sheep to be slaughtered.

Jingheng frowns slightly, takes a deep breath, depresses those messy thoughts in the bottom of her heart, and follows the girl's steps into the door.

There are three rooms in three grades, and the only difference is that there are toilets in 600 rooms.

After reading it, he felt as if he had been punched in the back of the head.

The room was dilapidated with only a double bed and a table.

When he saw it, he felt that the table was rickety and almost rotten.

An empty, broken room.

So, there are three grades!?

Oh, by the way, there is an extra chair for the 400.

Jingheng is sure that he is the big fat sheep slaughtered.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Well, can we have a discussion?"

"What?"

"Cheaper?"

The girl's haughty and coquettish snorted, and her head turned. She also threw her hair in her face and almost hit him in the face.

Although she didn't speak, Jingheng could hear four words: "love can't live."

He secretly calculated that he would go back to Yan Bai for reimbursement.

This is just a trap!

Jingheng thinks that for the case, he bites his teeth and asks for 200 yuan.

It's almost the same.

He had decided to come and look around after all the people were asleep.

If you're found, you're looking for the bathroom.

The girl showed her hands to him, and her eyes were warm to him.

Jingheng looks at her happy running back, and has no words for a moment.

He took a breath in silence and observed the surrounding environment with the remaining light.

A typical farmyard has three floors, with a large platform on the top, where you can see some crops to dry.

There are five rooms on the second floor, the yard is empty, and some abandoned livestock pens can be seen.

The wall is about three meters high, which blocks the first floor.

Jingheng feels that the environment is a bit oppressive.

"What are you looking at?"

The girl's voice suddenly sounded, as if close to the ear.

Jing Heng is frightened and shivers unconsciously.

"Nothing, just a little curious."

"You city people like to make a fuss. What have you never seen? The pigsty or the henhouse? Do you want to go in and have a look? We haven't raised it for a long time. It's clean. "

Jingheng quickly shook his head, side eyes, suddenly on a pair of bright eyes, heart "cluttered".

"You..."

"Actually, I'm more curious."

The girl interrupted him with a smile.

Jing hengleng.

"Curious about what?"

"Your breath is very comfortable. It smells better than my brother. Is there anyone else in town who smells like you? It's smelly again in the city, but I smell so bad

Jing Heng's brain is full of confusion.

Do you smell it?

Is Bian he a prophet?

He swallowed and adjusted his mind.

"Well, if you love to be clean, you should smell like me. I didn't smell the smell you said

The girl tooted her mouth slightly.

"You are not right. Those people also say they like to be clean, but the taste is different. "

The voice was sharp for a few minutes, and Jing Heng's heart suddenly became agitated, and he could not help frowning.

"Well, what you say is more like the taste of food."

When he finished, he looked down at the watch on his wrist.

Isn't it ten minutes after this?Why does this person suddenly look like a new one?

At first I saw the timidity, and the feeling of pity was gone.

This sharp look, staring round eyes, let him feel as if the next second will rush up to eat him.

Jingheng silently steps back and nods to compromise.

"Well, maybe I can't smell it."

The girl tooted her mouth and gave him a slightly coquettish look.

Jingheng's back is covered with hair. He is so frightened that he almost jumps up.

He laughed and nodded.

"Well, I want to have a rest first, OK?"

The girl's face broke down in an instant.

"Do you dislike me?"

Jingheng: "ah?"

His face was full of black lines.

What's the rhythm?

Girl: "then why do you have to rest?"

"Er -" Jing Heng looked up at the sky, and then looked down at himself: "well, I'm a little tired. Today, I lost my way and walked too much. I would like to have a good rest. "

The girl's eyes followed his movements and looked up and down.

As X-ray general eyes swept on Jing Heng, he was inexplicably nervous.

"That..."

He pointed cautiously in the direction of his room.

The girl not Yu's "hum" a, reluctantly side to make way for the way.

"I'll take you up the mountain tomorrow morning."

Jingheng a meal, dry smile: "no, I'll go by myself."

"If you know the way to hell."

After that, she shook her head and left Jingheng step by step.

His hair hit Jing Heng's face, which made him confused.

He regained his consciousness, rubbed his face, sighed for a while, and then walked to the room with his climbing bag on his back.

When he walked into the room, he felt the dilapidation of the room more clearly.

Looking up, the mottled ceiling and the wall are all about to fall down.

The wire on the lamp, long light outside, a little wind, blowing wobbly.

Jingheng walked against the wall as much as possible, for fear that the thing would fall and hit his head.

Go to the bedside, looking at the deep color, I don't know whether it is not washed clean, or not washed the sheets, what expression is gone.

He took off the bag, turned it over, took out the sheet he had brought with him, carefully pinched a corner, spread and spread it.

As he sat down, he let out a long sigh. A soft body, can not help but want to lie on the bed.

It's just

His waist was only half bent, and his eyes looked out of the window.

Suddenly, a pair of dark eyes, and the sky in general.

Jing Heng jumps up and grabs the climbing stick on his head with his back hand. Three step at a time to rush to the door, "Shua" opened the door.

"Who! Who is there? "

There was no response.

Jing Heng's face sank.

"If you don't come out, I'll do it."

He raised his hand and knocked on the ground with his stick.

The sound of "Dong Dong" is particularly harsh in the silent environment.

In a moment.

A shadow grinds and grows from the corner.

Jingheng sees the visitor clearly. His eyes flash. His face is loose, but his hand is slightly retracted. He clenches the stick.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

He really didn't want to say that as soon as he relaxed, he looked up and saw a pair of black eyes, and looked at himself directly. That moment, it was even more terrible than being watched by a ghost.

The girl shook her head a little.

Besides, "you want to talk to me."

Jingheng is a little bit No, it's very uncomfortable with her completely uncoordinated and neurotic changes.

For a moment, he even felt that there were three or four souls in this man's body, and all kinds of different personalities switched seamlessly.

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