"Is it inconvenient?" Lin Jue bowed, "I remember there is an attic in the backyard of the temple. If it is inconvenient because we are Taoist people, we can also stay in the attic for one night."

"?How did the Taoist priest know that there is a loft in our temple?"

"It's because my junior sister and I are from Huizhou, and the lay people are not far from here. When I didn't go up the mountain before,

I have also walked this road and stayed in the Kuala Temple." Lin Jue said frankly, "It is precisely this reason that we passed by today and planned to stay in the Kuala Temple for another night."

The old monk couldn't help but look at them carefully.

It looks like they are young and have fair faces, and they are only in their twenties. The so-called past is just a few years ago at best.

But he had no impression.

"That loft-."

"Isn't it possible?"

"But yes, it's just that attic----" The old monk showed embarrassment on his face, "Oh, the old monk will tell you clearly, it's haunted for many years--"

"Haunted?"

The junior sister is interested.

"Still haunted?"

Lin Jue was also a little surprised.

Even the fox stuck his head out of Lin Jue's hair curiously, and quickly shrank his head back before the old monk discovered it.

"It seems that the Taoist priest really stayed here with us before." The old monk said helplessly, "It's intermittent, and it's always haunted."

"Is it still the ghost of the past?"

"Who knows? Who dares to see?" said the old monk, and walked forward and made way aside. "Since he is really an old friend from the past, even if he is destined to be together, please come in. The old monk will find you a room and a bed. Now there are few people coming and going, and it is very quiet."

Lin Jue stepped in and glanced around.

The old monk in the courtyard had just swept half of it, half clean and half dusty, and a line of falling leaves and dust accumulated with wood chips as the boundary.

The temple does seem to be a little dilapidated.

There seemed to be fewer monks inside.

The low rooms on both sides have half open doors and the inside is empty. It should have been someone who lives last night and half closed. It should not have been someone who lives there often.

The red walls are a little mottled, and there are a few tiled pine trees on the roof.

"Are there many people coming to stay every day on this road now?" Lin Jue asked.

"It's much less." The old monk sighed, "In the past, there were many merchants from Huizhou to Jiangnan and to the capital. How many people are there now? There are many fewer people than before! Occasionally, there are merchants passing by, and people don't like to live on this halfway. They go out early and go to the city ahead in the rain. It's great that two or three people can come to stay in the whole day."

"I see."

Lin Jue knew that this temple was built next to the road, and staying at the monks provided convenience for passers-by, and their way to make a living.

"I see that there are many fewer masters in the temple?"

"There is no way, the world is not good. Everyone wants to become a monk, but the temple can't afford to support so many people, so they have to let younger monks go out to beg for alms."

It is said to be begging alms, but it is actually a wanderer and begging.

It is a good saying that he was sent out of the temple to be beggars.

"The end of the dynasty—"

Lin Jue sighed and looked at the attic of the backyard.

"Let's live in the attic."

"Isn't the Taoist priest afraid?"

"I have heard that there are brave lay people who have a clear conscience and are not afraid of ghosts. We are practitioners of Taoism, so what are we afraid of?"

"Then follow the Taoist priest." said the old monk, "Cook some wild vegetables and porridge at noon. If the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it,

Let's have some together."

"good."

Lin Jue took his junior sister to the attic.

The door of the attic is locked for a long time and is covered in dust.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a lot of debris piled up on the first floor, and there were many spider webs at the door, and a smell of dust came to my face.

"And the old monk will clean up the Taoist priest."

"The attic has been covered with dust for a long time. If it is opened for us, we shouldn't have let the master clean me. Just give us a broom and a feather duster."

....

The old monk suddenly frowned.

I always feel that these words sound familiar.

I couldn't remember it, so I had to nod and respond:

"Okay."

Soon, one of them took a broom and the other one took a feather duster and began to clean the attic.

Just like before, the attic was still in a mess downstairs, with dust and spider webs everywhere, but the upper floor was clean, spotless, and neatly furnished.

And it’s not just that, “Senior Brother, look at it!”

The junior sister pointed to the wall on the ground upstairs.

Lin Jue came up and saw that there were many pictures on the floor, mostly elegant objects such as bamboo, lotus, pine and willow, and the walls were full of poems and piled up layer by layer.

"It's true that this place is haunted." The junior sister said, while looking carefully at the ground and wall.

Once the poems overlap, many of them can’t be seen clearly.

The fox and the Caili also jumped out, both turning into the size of cats, running back and forth in the house, looking left and right, and sniffing everywhere.

"What did you write?"

The little junior sister looked curious and leaned close to the wall and said:

"You are a guest in Hanshan Mountain, and I hold the frost and snow collar.

"The green phosphorus falls on the valley at night, and the pure heart is buried in the deserted grave.

"I heard the first night of conversation, and I suspected that I was looking for a soulmate.

"Smile and give me a 3rd update to get ten taels of gold.

"Unexpectedly, the fake-faced ghost chants in secret like a jackal.

"If you can make the soil on the spring and eat the earth, you can cut meat and feed animals and birds.

"what else-

"I cry and hold my body with blood, and Isn't it worth not to give me a jade in my heart?

The junior sister turned her head:

"Senior brother, it seems that we have heard of it. Those two ghosts wrote poems to scold you!

"There are also curses you.

"Here, what if the nine springs turn into green phosphorous fire, burn you to dawn every night, and you can't see clearly when covered underneath.

》

Lin Jue walked over and looked carefully.

When he turned his eyes aside, he saw the poem they wrote in an empty space that they regretted when they found themselves wrongly accused and misunderstood the young scholar.

There are any poems like "After the night rain knocks on the window and turns over old accounts, you can only realize that your kindness is heavy", and there are some poems like "I used the white candle as a phosphorus fire and mistakenly recognize the medicine box and the coffin cage", "The word regret is worn through three-inch palms, and the shy marks are branded through the fifth clock" and "The year is too long to see clearly.

However, Lin Jue still carefully distinguished.

When I was staying here overnight, I met two literati ghosts who went to the frontier to join the army and buried their bones in a foreign land. I chatted all night long.

He was quite happy. Ergui thought that the young scholar was an upright person, so he told him all the household bones buried behind the temple and the money he had given to the army, and asked him to help inform his family and let his family come to pick up the household bones so as to calm the obsession of falling leaves returning to the roots.

The reward was ten taels of silver, and he could take it from the can.

The young scholar was afraid that he would be seen by others because he went to the back mountain to dig up the silver, so he found that in order to prevent their family from coming here, the remaining silver had been poached by others, so he bought the remaining silver with them, and asked their family to come and take them back to their family.

At the time, the thousand-day cocktail party in Hammer Mountain was drunk for a night. When he woke up, he heard from his master that after he left, the two ghosts mistakenly thought they had betrayed their faith and stole all the money. So he cursed in the attic, and the monks in the temple were also good.

Whether it is the pedestrian who stays, you can hear it.

And what is written on this wall is what happened after he left.

Lin Jue already knew that the ghosts here are still the two.

It was summer, although it was later than that, but the sunny bamboo forest outside the window, the empty mountain road, a little green outside the window, and a little golden light outside the window, all of which looked like the time.

"I'm going to take a moment." Lin Jue walked over to the bed and sat down to try its decay. "You two, don't smell it everywhere. Even if there are ghosts here, they must be good ghosts."

Both the fox and Caili turned their heads to look at him.
To be continued...