This is a plague temple on the outskirts of Beijing.
In front of a headless statue, the broken Great Highness, there were three people sitting together in a fire.
“We heard the thieves are already in Ning Mok-gu? A man with a turban says:
“Yes, there are only two days away from Kyoshi. Alas, it is far more than two years ago that the Kyoshi is about to fall and suffer. A man with a face with a piece of wood pouring fire and saying,
“Two years ago, to Deok-seok was the plague? “The man with the turbans heard that, and his face changed.
“Yes. He said his name was Jashu, and he was a Foreign Minister. “Who would have thought that the plague had come to an end, that civil strife had come to life, that there had been so much trouble, so much trouble. I’m sorry.
The third man leaning in front of the temple groaned.
“Chang, what do you think?” Jasmin looked at the man in front of him. The man’s name is Chen Han-gwang, and he’s the gin general of the Kyo division patrol camp.
Chen Shuang said: “Two years ago, after the Japanese master’s disease, many dead people died, and everyone who died in the capital alone is dying. You son of a bitch ran away from the capital in fear of death, and you didn’t know what to see outside the city, and you came back. Why do you have to act like a worried nation? I’m sorry.
He said I was afraid of death, and now the traitors are going to join the Kyoshi. Why did you follow me? Aren’t you supposed to stay here to help the Emperor? The blogger says:
“All right, here’s to Deok-seok, Zhuang, cut it out. “The man with the turban says,
His name is Xue Zhiqiang. He is the oldest of the three, and he is the capital of the capital of the capital. Now that the rebels were about to break up the city, he would not want them, and he would follow them as refugees from the capital.
“It is said that two years ago the plague was an evil thing. Brother Xue is Sun Tien-yung. You’ve seen the devil? Question:
“Alas –” said Xue Zhijian, with a beard, groaning: “You may not have thought of anyone, but an old woman, who was the source of the great plague of the Kyoshi two years ago. An old woman who is more evil than evil. I’m sorry.
First story.
Two years ago, I was a Kyoshi master. As soon as he took office, the Kyoshi had a major epidemic.
But no one would have thought that the epidemic would have anything to do with an old lady in Kyoto.
The old lady’s face, clothes, and appearances are no different from ordinary beggars. But she rarely asks for copper from the passers-by, but she asks around about a man named Sanbao.
She said that Ho Sanbao was her son and that she had come to look for him in the city this time, but that she did not recognize that if someone could help her find her son, her son would pay well.
Ho’s name does not sound like an official, and the old lady can’t say what her son is doing. So everyone thinks she’s crazy.
The old lady wandered around East City for four or five days, and a tofu shop owner couldn’t watch.
The family’s owner’s name is Zhou, she’s kind, and poor old lady can’t find her son in town. The old lady was taken to her own home and thought that later the shop’s staff would help us find out about Ho Sanbao.
I didn’t think this was the first night I was home.
When she arrived at the house, Zhuo, the only maid in the family, provided her with a bucket to wash herself and change her clothes. When the old lady is ready, she’ll be in the guest room.
As a result, when the old lady was washed out, Zhou saw the old lady’s face and had a cold back.
He always thinks that face looks a little strange.
Especially those eyes, strange and strange, and the chords of the week. But what’s weird about that? He won’t be able to tell.
Nor does Zhou say anything, pressurize the confusion and let Zhu San take her to the guest room.
At night, the old week couldn’t sleep, and she kept staring at him. He’s starting to elaborate. And he thought about it, and lo! behold!
The old lady’s eyes look so birdy!
The eyelids are gliding out like a little dot. Isn’t that the same as the eyes of the 8th brother?
The more anxious he was, the more he was, the more he couldn’t sleep, the more he was in bed, the more he wanted to wait until dawn to find out.
But who thought, after midnight, something happened!
Then, in the middle of the night, an old week lying on the bed, and suddenly heard the sound of tumbling outside the door, like something crawling on the ground.
The scariest thing is, the sound seems to be getting closer to the door.
All of a sudden, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Somebody’s knocking on his door.
This is a very scary week, and his wife and children have gone to their mother’s house and now live in the yard with themselves, Zhu and the old lady. What’s with the banging on the door?
If he dared to open the door, he would be stuck in a blanket, thinking he was in some kind of disarray.
But the door was knocked for a while and it stopped ringing. But then, again, there was a wave of sound and it was coming along the wall. In a little while, the voice ran to the wall on the old chore.
Chou is shaking harder, because a little higher is the window.
Indeed, the sound outside sounded like it was trying to move to the window, and Zhou was scared to jump out of the bed and shrunk to the other side of the bed, staring at the window dead.
In a while, there was a shadow on the window.
It’s coming back. The window’s open!
But it was too late for that window to be pushed away by the shadow, and a black and purple face appeared in front of the old week.
“Hands, master, save me…”
It’s actually Zhu San.
He just dropped his voice, and he took a sip of it, and he spitd out a bunch of stuff.
It fell down the window in front of Chow, and he looked through the moonlight, and the sticky thing was a piece of flesh with blood.
Chou couldn’t bear it any longer. He ran out of bed, crawled out of the house, ran out of the street and cried dead in the night before five days.
When he reported to me at night, I sent people to his house to investigate.
When he arrived at his house, he found that the old lady had disappeared, and only Zhu’s black and stinking body fell in front of Zhou’s main room, with a long blood stain on its back, and the flesh he spits out.
As you know, the symptoms of this Zhu Zhu Zhu Qi are the same as those that spread to the Qiyai later.
The officer naturally went to find out where the old lady was and caught her shortly after. According to the inspector who arrested her, the old lady not only had a bird’s eyes, but even her hands were very strange, five fingers were so long, her back and fingers were like the claws of a bird, which were so deep and so appalling.
The examiner took the old lady back to Sunset and asked me what to do. I thought this evil thing would have to be tried again.
As a result, a number of officials were on fire in the backyard, tied up the woman and set the fire.
The weird woman had to say that she had come from Ho’s house in Kyoto to find her son, Ho Sanbao. But as soon as this old woman opens her mouth, it sounds the same. And the fire shall burn, and the old woman shall weep in it, and the sound shall be like the sound of a strange bird.
I thought the weird women were burned to death, and everything was back to normal. But who would have thought that in a few days there were more and more people in the city suffering from Zhu’s disease. All of a sudden, they vomited their flesh and blood, repeatedly, and eventually they died, and they had black hair and purple hair. Even the first time the old lady was taken in, and even the examining magistrate who caught the monster died.
It was only after careful examination that the patients had been in contact with the old woman at some point before their illness.
It is a great omen of evil, and I fear that the Holy See will not hear it, and that it will be forbidden to spread it in the city, and that most of those who have seen it will die, so little will be known.
And as you know later, the disease spreads all over the Kyoshi, up and down. If I didn’t go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and out of the city with all the sick people, the plague would continue to spread and it might not have stopped.
I don’t know where the old lady came from.
Having said that, Zeiko-hyan again lamented, he looked up and looked at what was right in front of him, but found that he had not spoken, and seemed to be thinking. He turned his head to see the light, but the face of the light was also a little heavy.
It’s a little darker, it sounds like a gruesome cry. This cry covers other unusual voices, which are coming closer to breaking the temple. But the three people in the temple didn’t seem to notice.
And he said, “This old woman has come to find a man named Ho Sanbao.” I’m sorry.
Xue Zhiang Noding.
She said, “Alas, this is the unforeseeable. Because of this, it’s actually one of my cruisers. Because I appreciated his ability, I promoted him as a relative to me and made him claim to be my brother and claim to be Chen Ting Six. I’m sorry.
“What? Zhiqiang and Jasheng face each other.
“Well, where is he now? She said:
“He…he’s dead. “It’s not like we’re in the middle of something.
Chen Shuang looked at the other two and began with a word of the story of Ho Sanbao.
Second story.
Ho Sanbao was admitted to the Kyoshi patrol camp three years ago. He took special care of him in a bunch of new recruits and promoted him as his own.
Of course, fearing that the other soldiers would be troubled, he asked him to call himself Chen Ting-six, who was his brother.
At that time, there was a great deal of death in the city. The bodies of the East Side are handled by the men of the Five Towns Private Mas, and the West Side is placed under the responsibility of our men in the patrol camp.
The bodies of those who died of the disease were generally sent outside the city for burning. But there are some rich people who don’t want to burn with the poor people, so they just put some money in our hands, put it in the ground.
The burial of the body was not an important strategy, so the father entrusted the plenipotentiary responsibilities.
Who would have thought he was wrong about this guy? He was trying to get the dead man’s money. The body had just been buried, and he had been secretly dug up at night.
The reason, of course, is that most of the rich people in these cities wear some of the funeral jewelry. The body was dug to steal the jewels that were buried together.
Nor is it known how many treasures he stole from the dead, but the people under him said that the time had indeed been a long time and that he had been drinking wine in the alley at night.
Until one night, he came back from his wine and walked alone to the camp. It was close to nighttime, and the man struck a bigger drum. As he wandered down the street, he saw a group of people coming from the gate.
He wondered why the gate was still open at this hour. Even more curiously, the group walked in silence, without a sound or a conversation, just to walk down the street in its own direction and watch as it was scary. But he didn’t think much about it, and turned around and went into a alley.
When he got to the street where the barracks were, he turned his head and saw the group still behind him.
He was panicking, so he ran towards the barracks gate. I didn’t think the people behind him would follow.
Look at the crowd getting closer to themselves. And these people have dirt on their faces, like they just crawled out of it.
Chen Zheng was horrified. It was good that there was a patrol outside the barracks at the time, and he was in the house in a state of panic. As soon as Chen went into the barracks, the people behind him disappeared. He asked his brother, who had seen him behind him, who shook his head.
Although the shock was uncertain, since he had returned to the barracks, he felt somewhat safe.
When a brother saw Chen Ding’s sweat and asked him what had happened, Chen told him all the strange things he had encountered. The brothers comforted him with two sentences, and it was only then that Tzem VI decided to go back to sleep in his own guerrilla room.
As a result, early the following day, many mud footprints were found in the yard. These footprints have been extended to the six-storey guerrilla cells. The soldier came to wake up when he dared not to risk going in and thought that Chen Zheng Zhong had provoked someone who had been in trouble and kicked his door open.
What happened? The six men were missing, and all the gold and silver jewelry he stole was gone.
That’s what the men at the patrol watched as they entered the barracks.
I ordered a few soldiers, and I searched the barracks with those footprints, and it turns out that they went all the way to a broken temple outside the city.
Now, none of my soldiers dare enter the temple.
Why? Because they buried the bodies in this damn temple.
After all, Chen Zhuang’s mouth was plentiful and he looked to Jasmin and Xue Zhiyan.
Jae-jun was seen in a cold, and suddenly he had no reason to whisper.
“What are you afraid of? I’m sorry.
Jae-hyun said, “The string, the string…”
“What’s in the chain? I’m sorry.
“This, this, this, this, this is all going on. I, I, we met one family, one family.” I’m sorry.
And Xue Zhiqiang asked, “What is it?” I’m sorry.
“You know that I snuck out of the city last year when the Imperial Master was in a plague.” But you don’t know what I saw outside the city. Don’t tell anyone else, you’re the one who’s scared of shit! I’m sorry.
The third story.
Yes, I was afraid of the death of Kyoshi last year. So, at the beginning of October, I ran away from Kyoshi and wanted to take refuge in Shandong.
I didn’t think I’d find it worse outside than in Yan.
On that day, I was in the middle of a fog and I was hungry and hungry, and the villages that passed were silent, and I could not see half of them, lest the whole village would die of the plague. And it is in my arms full of silver, and there is no place for it.
I finally met a skinny old man at the entrance of a village. The young man was sitting alone in the village and smoking smoked, and his face was a little stagnating.
I was busy asking him, where’s the village?
The old man didn’t look at me, and he smoked and said, “Die, die, and I’m the only one left in the village.” I’m sorry.
I asked him again if there was anything to eat.
He smoked a smog, and scrambled, and said, “Yes, there is food. I’m sorry.
And I took out the silver, and I said, “I came from the Kyoshi, and I didn’t eat all the way. If the old man has food, give me some of it. I’m sorry.
The old man shook his hand and looked away from me, and said, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
“Sit him up and start slowing down the way I came to the village.”
I’m in a hurry to go.
The old man walked and said, “Big luck. At the beginning of the year, the locusts were destroyed and the plague was spread. I’m sorry.
I followed by nodding.
And the old man said: When the locusts were infested, there was no food for the whole village, and it was starving. It’s a good thing my kid’s in town, so our village sent someone to look for him and let him follow up on the famine in the village with the boss. Not long ago, my kid wrote back, saying the relief food was coming. So we wait, but we can’t wait. My old man’s going to the city to find my kids. I said, “Wait a minute. Don’t bother our kids.” My old pal noded his head. Can’t wait to get hungry.
“I shouldn’t have gone to the temple of the plague outside the village to dig up that evil. It’s too old to be born in a plague temple, like a meatball, for years. But my old companion was hungry, and the villagers ate the weasel in the field and the fox in the mountains. I don’t care if I’m hungry, and I’m afraid my old companion won’t make it back.
“And one night I snuck into the temple of the plague and dug it up.
“I didn’t think my old friend had something wrong since he was too old. Her eyes are getting more and more bird-like and her hands are not even right. And the mind is a little weird. To be sure, a few days after my old companion had eaten too old, everyone in the village who met her started to get sick and spit out a bunch of flesh and blood just like the one I dug up.
“I was afraid to let her go out again and lock her in the house, but she was yelling to find her son. But a few days later, I was sick, I couldn’t see her, and I didn’t know the other night she ran out of the house. She never came back, and my kid, never came back.
“I’m not allowed to leave because I feel like my old friend brought this disease. I was with the people of the village, waiting and waiting, and all the people of the village died of one disease after another, and I was sick for the elderly. I’m the only one left in this village. There’s a plague out there. I have to stay in the village until my old companion returns. I’m sorry.
I’m hearing the back cold.
I know which village this is! This is Ho!
I was the one responsible for sending food to Ho’s house last year because of the locust disaster.
And as you know, in the public arena, there is always a way for geese to pull hair.
We could have cut half of the food, and the rest could have been used.
There was, however, a group of border troops who had been robbed of their food, which had led to a mutiny.
When I thought that the hungry people of Ho’s house would starve to death, but the mutiny was no small matter, so all the food that was supposed to be used for the relief was allocated to them. But who could have thought of it?
“No, it’s hard. This disease took the whole village, leaving me alone. Why do you think I’m still alive?”
The dirt road has been carried forward to a temple covered by sunset. He pushed the temple door, and said, “I’ll go get you food.” This is for the little old man. I’m sorry.
I nodded my head, one foot at the threshold of the gate and stopped at the door of the temple without knowing whether to cross or not.
The weather is getting colder and the wind is rising, and I’m freezing my nose out and I hear nothing but the sound of drag, and then the sound of a knife cut on the board, which sounds like meat cut. I’m squirming, and I’m wondering if this food is gone.
So I snuck into the yard and saw the old man setting fire to a pile of meat. There’s an animal’s head next to it.
I walked in, and that was a fox head.
The old man saw me come in and said, “Hey, let’s light it up and cook it for you. I’m sorry.
I said, “This is fox meat.” I’m sorry.
The old man said, “Yes, it’s the fox. It’s the fox. I’m sorry.
It’s a fox. I’ll put down my snacks. I don’t normally eat meat, but I’m hungry right now and it doesn’t seem like much of a wild meal.
“Our village is full of foxes. The fox ran away without a man. I’ll show you later. There’s a lot of foxes I beat up over there. It doesn’t matter if there’s no food for it. “I’m not sure what I’m talking about.
I nod my head and watch the old man line his meat up. I followed it for a while, warmed up, and my nose began to breathe. As a result, a stench of stench dung into the fresh air nostrils.
I thought the foxes didn’t stink anymore, so I asked, “The foxes are long. I’m sorry.
The old man said, “It’s cold, the meat doesn’t get bad, it’s fine, it’s like a roast. I’m sorry.
I’m still not comfortable because it stinks. So he decided to go to the pavilion while he was focused on the barbecue. I’d rather not eat if these foxes were rotting.
So I turned to the east, and looked in black, but the stench of the snot was particularly evident.
And when the eyes slowly adjust to the dark inside, the first thing I see is a headless Buddha on the altar.
But when I looked around, I was shocked.
In front of the dim wall of the house, there were dozens of foxes leaning in front of the wall and staring in the shadows.
I was scared to think it was a fox statue of the temple. But I’m close to seeing that the fox head on these fox fairies is not muddled, it’s a rotted fox’s head! That surprises me, so I was busy looking at this fox, and it was even more scary.
Because the body parts of these statues are made of flesh!
That’s what I’m saying. It’s not a statue. It’s a body with a fox’s head.
What is this?
I’m scared to run out of here, and I just see the old man standing behind me laughing at me with a bunch of roasted meat.
“Ha ha, that’s fox, that’s fox.” I’m sorry.
I asked, “What are these? I’m sorry.
The old man pointed at the weird bodies and said: “That’s the Cheng family, that’s the son of a bitch, that’s the old cripple brothers I have to live, I have to wait for my old companion to come back. There’s nothing left but their meat. I cut off their heads and sewd them to the fox. So they’re foxes. I don’t eat human flesh. I eat foxes, foxes. I’m sorry.
Turns out this guy eats human flesh and he’s crazy.
“Fox, aren’t you going to eat fox?” I’m sorry.
The old man said to hand over the meat, and I pushed him away and ran away from the temple.
I don’t want to go to Shandong any more, but I fled to Kyoshi overnight.
That’s the story I met last year at Ho’s Cedar Temple. I’ve heard about human consumption in years of disaster, but it’s all sick and dead.
“Well, that’s why you’re the one who took the food from Ho’s house. After listening to the story of Chon, Chen Zhuang jumped up and strangled Ja Xin’s neck.
And Jaqun was choked with a cough, and he was so angry that he turned his face open, and said, “You will curse me again. If you were not with me to seize the army of the border, why should I have to take it to make up for it?” Oh, what are you pretending to be? Then he is your own soldier, and you are the only one I don’t believe in without your command. I’m sorry.
Chen shone his face and suddenly smiled. And he stood up from the fire, and said, “Yes, it was I who encouraged him to bury the dead and stole the jewels of the dead people in the city. Afterward, fearing that the court would pursue him, he was taken to a temple outside the city and killed. But how many of us are clean? I’m sorry.
Jasmin was too busy to flee to the temple, but accidentally tripped by something behind the shrine. He got up and saw it. It’s the head of the Plague.
The eyes of the pestilence stare at Jasmin in the light of fire.
The eyes were also gliding out, and the black eye fell like a little dot, like a pair of birds.
“Ah!” was horrified, and said, “Well, we’re here in a broken temple. I’m sorry.
“What? How did you get us to the temple? “It’s true that Chen Zhiqiang has raised a torch in his face and shouted with anger.
“I, when I came in, I didn’t know it was a plague temple. Besides, this can’t be Ho’s temple, which was burned down! Zhiqiang says:
“What? The blogger says:
“I ordered all those in the city who were afflicted with the plague to be brought to the temple of Hoji’s house. Then a fire burned them all to death. Zhiqiang’s words were accompanied by some confusion and fear.
Jae-hyun and Chen Hwang were struck by the words of Xue Zhiqiang.
“But, on the outskirts of Kyoto, it should be only Ho’s temple. The blogger says:
The three were silent again.
And for a long time, when it came to light, saying, ‘Wait, what is it that you hear?’ I’m sorry.
“Sweet, I heard it too. The blogger says:
“It may be the wind. Zhiqiang’s speech is a bit shaking. But that’s getting closer. It’s like a lot of heavy and slow footsteps.
“Come on, let’s see if the temple door is closed! Zhiqiang shouted:
When Chen had listened, he stepped out of the temple, and the darkness outside the house devoured him, but the sound of his footsteps should have gone straight to the gate of the temple of the plague.
And those who stayed in the temple then heard Chen Zhuang scream:
“You’re a ghost! I’m sorry.
But Chen Hwang’s scream was soon drowned by the dreary footsteps.
“Is it the Ho Sanbao family that came to us for revenge, or the people who were burned by you?” I’m sorry.
Jasheng’s voice is already crying, but Xue Zhiqiang has stopped talking to him.
His eyes were staring at the courtyard outside the house, where there were shadows after shadows.
In the light of the bonfire, they saw a face that could not be seen.
I don’t know when, fire, and suddenly I light it around them…
End
The fire covered Ho’s face. His name is neither Ho’s nor Chen’s, and he has a nickname that even the Emperor fears: living too old.
Behind him were 30,000 rebel brothers who had crawled with him from the dead.
Those three bugs have been punished, but it’s not over.
Through the fire, he saw the real end.
Forward, the great city, the heart of the empire.
He takes a deep sip, pulls his waist knife out of his waist, points it in the direction of the Kyoshi…
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
