The statue is a man in a green robe with long beards and eyebrows, and looks like a fairy-like appearance. He held a bouquet of flowers in his left hand. The flowers were real flowers. At first glance, they were just picked. The petals were delicate and stretched, and there were a few crystal dewdrops on it. He held a ball of silk thread in his right hand. The thread was carved from wood, but it must have been written by a skilled craftsman. Each thread was slender and three-dimensional, and it seemed to be real.

There was no tablet in front of the statue, and Jiang Xixi had no way of knowing who the man was. She knelt on the cushion and bowed three times, muttering to herself, "Although I don't know your name, you are willing to provide me with a shelter from the rain. You must be a good god. Jiang Xixi thanked me here."

After saying that, she walked outside and sat against the door, looking up at the strings of water curtains under the eaves.

The sound of rain drizzled, and before she knew it, Jiang Xixi fell asleep. In her dream, the swords and swords were shining in the sky. She returned to the mountain where she lived in childhood, and ran in the forest with her bodies all over the ground. A tall back suddenly appeared in front of her. She smiled, and joy soaked every cell. She stretched out her hand desperately. She shouted: "Sir, sir, I'm here."

Cheng Muyou turned around, his gentle and jade-like face was quiet and peaceful. He stretched out a hand at her, "Xixi, come here."

However, a sudden pain on her feet, something sharp cut through her skin. Jiang Xixi gasped and looked down: the dead bodies came alive, with long sharp nails, they grabbed her ankles hard, preventing her from taking a step forward.

The neighing of a horse came from his ears, Jiang Xixi was waking up from his dream, and she rubbed her eyes: Strange, why are there so many stones in the yard, black and gray, round, and more than a hundred, scattered in every corner of the temple.

"hiss......"

The horse's scream attracted her attention. It was something wrong, sharp and high, full of fear. Jiang Xixi looked at the horse tied to the pillar and found that its four hooves were chopping on the ground, as if they were avoiding something.

A few gray little things were running back and forth between its four hooves, and two climbed along the horse's hooves to the horse's back. They exposed their white and sharp teeth and bit them towards the horse's back.

The horse made another neigh, and it suddenly broke free from the bridle and ran towards the outside of the yard. After a while, its strong body disappeared into the vast rain and fog.

Before she could chase after her, Jiang Xixi's feet hurt again. She lowered her head and found that her boots had been bitten open. A furry little animal was drilling into the crack and biting her tender flesh with her sharp teeth.

Until now, she finally struggled out of her dream and completely understood her situation.

On her upper, there was a mouse lying on her upper. Not only that, the stones scattered in the temple were also rats, more than a hundred. Except for the one that charged in the battle, the others were crouching in the corner and staring at her fiercely.

Is she their prey?

Jiang Xixi didn't know because she had already drawn her sword neatly and cut off the little boy who was licking his blood with one knife.

The mouse's body was two pieces, bursting out in two directions, but its slender tail was still swaying up and down, as if it was unwilling to leave the body and head.

Jiang Xixi's hand holding the sword kept shaking, or in other words, her whole body was shaking, including those straight hairs. She was not afraid of it. She had seen more bloody and scary scenes before, but when she saw this dense mouse, another feeling suddenly surged into her heart.

nausea.

That's right, women seem to have a natural disgust towards mice. This kind of thing that lives in the dark is not big but greedy and cruel. For example, now, facing people who are so many larger than themselves, they actually have the idea of ​​sneak attack.

The sword was raised high, and a strong murderous thought suddenly rose in her heart. Yes, in the face of such things, it seems that only by cutting them out can we suppress the nausea that is almost nausea in her heart.

However, the moment she rushed out of the eaves, the mice in the yard suddenly stood up straight, with their feet on the ground, and their pointed ears turned to the west a few times. Then, they lay flat at the same time and rushed towards the temple. The gray back hair was washed black by the rain, which made her goosebumps come out.

Jiang Xixi was facing a great enemy. She watched the surging gray "tide" rushing towards her, and was ready to fight to the death with them.

"Jiji...Jiji..."

The mice rushed up the steps and ran to Jiang Xixi. However, just as her long sword was about to fall, they turned around, ran straight to her feet, jumped over the threshold, entered the hall, climbed up to the tabletop along the table legs enshrined with the statue, and then pounced on the wooden base of the statue, and ate desperately with teeth that were sharper than a knife.

Statues?Their targets are statues?

Jiang Xixi looked at the scene in confusion, and her hand holding the sword drooped softly. However, the next moment, she had already flew over the table and waved her long sword to cut towards the statue. When she was a child, her father always asked her to target the nuts on the tree. Wherever the sword passed, if the nuts were separated from the middle, she would be praised by her father.

Compared with nuts, these mice were much bigger. Jiang Xixi's long sword flew up and down the sculpture, cutting all the mice in half, and his gray-black bodies fell on the table, splashing blood.

Finally, there was only a mouse left on the statue. It was lying at the top, and its small eyes were panicked at the same kind of corpse broken into two pieces below.

Jiang Xixi sneered and flew straight towards it.

"puff".

Its belly was pierced, its body was carried by a sword and was nailed straight to a wooden door behind the statue.

"It turns out that there is a secret door here." Jiang Xixi walked over and was about to pull out the sword, but the wooden door creaked and opened from the inside.

A young girl in a pink and purple skirt flashed out from the inside. Her movements were a little flustered and almost hit the sharp sword on the wooden door. When she saw the rat on the sword's edge clearly, she was so scared that she squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and called out a few times.

Jiang Xixi hurriedly pulled the sword out of the wooden door, and after throwing away the mouse with disgust, she helped the girl up and was about to tell the truth, but she found a figure flashing in the crack of the door. Although she only saw it, she still saw the man clearly. It was a man, a man without clothes.
Chapter completed!