Night Terror at the Little Temple

One summer night ten years ago, a donkey named Xiao Lei was riding a vintage car in the heavy rain. When he was passing through the slope, the car chain suddenly broke. At this point, only a broken temple at the foot of the hill was still lit, and he had no choice but to knock on the door. Opened the door is a four or five-year-old monk, heard that Xiao Lei had difficulties, they agreed to deal with him in the temple for one night. Before going in, he asked Xiao Lei to promise three things. First, the temple has a meditation bed, but he can not sleep and must play on the floor; second, there is a hundred-year-old well in the courtyard, is thirsty, but also can not drink the water; third, no matter what happens at night, are only sleep, never leave. The first two things are nothing, but once I heard the third thing, Xiao Lei's back suddenly chilled.

Things are explained, the young monk led Xiao Lei will go inside, but just to the door of the hall, Xiao Lei is dumbfounded.

Long before him, the temple has already been preceded by someone or three strange people. The first strange man is a fat monk in his forties, he was sharpening a machete, while grinding, while also licking the blade with his tongue; the second strange man is a thirty-year-old odd woman, the heat, she wore a leather jacket and pants, but also a pair of large leather boots. The most outrageous is that she gave herself a thick layer of shoe polish on her face and hands, saying that it can prevent mosquito bites; to say the most strange, it must also be a thin old man squatting in the corner. The old man looks like seventy years old, before Xiao Lei entered, he was winding his antique watch. By definition, this is nothing, strange in that the old man, is blind.

Suddenly, Xiao Lei had a sense of foreboding, these three people in the end what is the origin, how are they not like normal people? Little monk also did not make an introduction, but only repeatedly cautioned him not to forget the three things he just said.

After the young monk left, everyone slept on their own, everything was still calm. But when midnight was approaching, things started to go wrong.

Dazed, Xiao Lei vaguely felt someone pushing him, he opened his eyes to see, that it was the blind old man. While pushing, the old man urged: "Young man, get up, there are ghosts in this temple, if you do not leave, it will be too late!" Hearing this, Xiao Lei sat up in a flash, what? Ghosts? The old man nodded and said that although he was blind, his ears were very good, and he was often asked to adjust antique watches and old pianos or something. This is not great, his real skill is that he can hear the ghosts. As he spoke, he pointed to the position of the odd woman, indicating that Xiao Lei was probing her nostrils. Xiao Lei quietly crawled over, and stretched out two fingers to the woman's nostrils under a place, completely unable to feel the breath. The old man lit a cigarette and asked him to put the cigarette under the woman's nose and try again. This time, the bright red cigarette was blown a flicker. The old man told him that the ghost's breath is very weak and very stable, almost only exhale, not inhale, the more fierce the ghost, the less likely it to detect. He also said, listen to the sound, there are two more powerful ghosts in this temple, so it is better to go.

Xiao Lei heard very scared, but in the middle of the night, it was raining outside, following a blind man can go to where? Thinking about it, he decided to listen to the little monk, not to go anywhere.

After the old man left, Xiao Lei closed the door and went on to sleep his sleep, but fell asleep, suddenly feeling that someone was undoing his clothes. He grabbed the hand that is playing a rogue, open your eyes and see, my God, female ghost ah!

The one who undressed him was the odd woman out. The woman who saw Xiao Lei woke up and began to whine: "Little handsome, there are ghosts in this temple, I'm scared, you sleep with me for one night, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiao Lei froze, he grabbed the woman's hand, clearly feeling her pulse, but how can ghosts have a pulse? The woman saw Xiao Lei did not say anything, so she had to tell the truth. It turns out that she is a fan of Maoshan art, just learned a little fur, heard that the broken temple is often haunted, they came here to try their guts. According to ancient books, the temple is cooped up in a lustful ghost, as long as the smell of women, will be lustful. To be safe, she deliberately changed into an airtight leather outfit, but also smeared with shoe polish, the pores blocked to prevent the body odor emitted. To prevent the lustful ghosts from finding themselves through breathing, she also used a closed qi gong to seal the airway while sleeping, turning herself into a fake dead person. Unfortunately, her kung fu practice is not good, her throat will always have some leakage, so need to find another insurer. The lustful ghosts are most afraid of men, especially Xiao Lei such a yang vigorous young man, so if you can let Xiao Lei sleep on the side of their own, you can do nothing wrong. The woman begged hard to sleep with her until dawn, he had no choice but to first agree, and then wait for the woman to fall asleep, and hurriedly slipped out of bed.

After these two tosses, Xiao Lei was sleepless, he decided to run around the temple, thinking that tired of running to sleep. But even ran six laps, in addition to dry mouth, not sleepy at all. Not far from him is the little monk said a hundred-year-old well, Xiao Lei put his hand into the mouth of the well, thinking so fish to drink a few mouthfuls, the little monk certainly will not notice. But in his hand into the moment, the other hand from the well out.

Xiao Lei did not recognize this hand, but he recognized the antique watch in this hand. Yes, it was the old man's, and the old man had been soaked white by the well water. How could this happen? Ghost, bad! Xiao Lei ran into the hall with wind-like speed, but the sight in front of him dazzled him.

The woman's leather jacket had been torn to pieces, her pants had been torn to her knees, her thighs, her neck, her chest, there were bright red scratches everywhere, and the strangest thing was that the monk-like middle-aged man was-- gone!

The man was gone, and so was the knife. Could it be that from the beginning to the end, there was no ghost here at all and that he was responsible for the death of the old man and the woman? But we met in person, why did he do such a cruel thing? The only explanation is that this is a psychopathic homicidal maniac, thinking of killing whoever. Just as Xiao Lei was doing his analysis, someone suddenly yelled outside the door, and looking through the doorway, he saw the man dragging his machete, walking against the temple wall while shouting, "I want to kill! I want to kill someone!" Although the young monk repeatedly admonished, never to leave the temple, now, if you do not go even small life is lost. Hard to break in is not possible, only over the wall, but the temple wall is as high as two of him, how to get out? At this point, he remembered that when he was running, he saw a ladder in front of the utility room. Yes, use it, do not want the car, to escape.

Xiao Lei found the ladder, around to the man out of sight, a breath, and turned out. But after a night of rain, the temple has been surrounded by water. Tried several times, but he did not get out of the puddle, no way, first find a place to get out of the rain and stick around until dawn.

Xiao Lei looked around the temple's outer wall and finally found that there is an old acacia tree at the back door. So he sped up the pace and rushed over, but not to the tree, far away, I saw a person hanging on the branch. Although the person's appearance could not be seen, the shiny machete has indicated the identity. It was the murderer. This fierce man, like a roasted quail, was pierced through the jaw of the skull by a sharp branch. His hand still clutches the bright machete in death, under the moonlight, it is like a mirror, not only illuminating the small Lei's terrified face but also behind him, standing a man.

Oh my God, it was the little monk, he sternly questioned Xiao Lei: "Why do not listen to me! Now you're in big trouble!" After saying that, to the little Lei's head is a stick. This stick was enough to make him sleep in the hospital for five days.

Five days later, Xiao Lei woke up from his hospital bed and learned from later newspapers that a strange death had occurred in a temple in the Huashan area. A blind uncle in his seventies, mistaking the sound of two tires on a bicycle slowly spreading gas as a ghost of grievances, in a hurry, because of the rain and slippery ground, accidentally rolled over and fell into a well, drowning; another young woman who had learned the art of Maoshan, practicing closed-air gong in her sleep, but unexpectedly died of asphyxiation due to a fire. Before her death, the woman had done a painful struggle, the forensic preliminary determination, due to its sleep wearing leather clothes and pants, resulted in heat can not be distributed, sweat soaked through the clothes and pants, the shrinkage effect occurred, the already poor breathing she suffocated completely unable to breathe, the woman tore their clothes, and desperately to tear the pants to the knees, but still died of gas exhaustion. If she had slept on the ground, the cold ground would not have caused her to sweat profusely, and perhaps the tragedy could have been avoided; in addition, a horrific tragedy occurred outside the temple, where a well-known local medicine picker, Master Fan, suffered from severe sleepwalking, and his family was afraid he would get lost at night and send him to sleep in the temple. Every night, Master Fan would walk around the temple, carrying an open knife for medicine picking, and when he passed by the miscellaneous room, he would climb up the wall by the ladder there, then continue to walk around for a while, then turn around and jump to the terrace on the left, then come down from the terrace, return to the ground, and then go around in a circle, week after week, until dawn. Because Master Fan has a fondness for the natural herb "grit", which is used to treat weakness of the spleen and stomach, every time he sleepwalked, he thought he couldn't find the herb and would say to himself, "I want grit, I want grit. The night of the incident, I do not know what happened, originally placed on the utility room ladder, suddenly moved to a place, Master Fan in the case without knowledge, still climb up the ladder and then confused to go to the back door there, in the wrong place to leap. This time, he did not jump to the terrace but hung directly on the branches of the tree just trimmed, his carotid artery burst, killed on the spot.

A few days later, Xiao Lei was secretly discharged from the hospital, no one knows where he went. Soon after, because of the local tourism development, the temple was moved to the mountains, but the three ghosts who died because of him never wanted to move. They waited every day on the path of cyclists and broke their cars in various ways.

From then on, the lower slope of the horse became an unusual road.