"Mom, there is something I have never dared to say for fear that you would scold me." Hongmei pursed her lips and whispered.

Mrs. Tan glanced at her and said: "Since you know that what you say is not good and will get you scolded, you still say it? Why don't you just shut up?"

Hongmei Gan laughed and looked at Yang Huamei eagerly. Seeing this, her desire to talk was still very strong.

Yang Huamei gave Ms. Tan a reassuring look, and asked Hongmei at the same time: "If you want to say something, just say it quickly. The hesitation is annoying!"

Hongmei then quickly said: "When we were burning incense there, I always felt like someone was watching behind me and blowing on my neck."

Yang Huamei suddenly had goosebumps all over her body.

Tan came over, raised his hand and slapped Hongmei on the arm: "I'm back now, stop saying those things that scare yourself, go to bed quickly, it's time for me to go back!"

Hongmei returned to the east room feeling aggrieved.

In the main room, Yang Huamei saw that Mrs. Tan was about to open the door and go out, and quickly stopped her: "Mom, it's already midnight, don't go back, just sleep here with me."

"I chose the place, but I couldn't sleep," said Tan.

"But it's not easy to walk at night." Yang Huamei added.

Secondly, it was difficult to walk at night, but mainly because she didn't dare to send him off.

But if I don't send it, I will feel very sorry.

Tan immediately saw through what Yang Huamei was thinking and said, "I don't want you to give it to me. No ghost in this world can scare me."

"If I don't give it away, how can I do it? It's such a late night..."

"I told you not to give it away, so don't give it away. If you give it away to me, I will have to give it away to you later. It's daybreak after I send it away."

"Then... didn't Mom say hello to Fourth Brother when she came over?"

If you say hello, the fourth brother should come to pick you up.

Tan said: "I said hello, but I said I would stay here to sleep and asked him not to pick him up."

Well, Yang Huamei was speechless and fell into a dilemma.

"Mom, then I beg you, even if it's for my own sake, don't go back tonight."

Looking at the old girl who was clutching her sleeves and pleading, Mrs. Tan finally compromised and stayed here.

That night, Hongmei and her child continued to sleep in the east room.

Yang Huamei and Tan slept in the west room.

Everything in the house is ready-made, and the weather is late autumn. It's okay for Mrs. Tan not to change her clothes all night. The two of them are lying on the bed with the lamp on, and Yang Huamei feels much more at ease.

"Mom, it stands to reason... the baby won't make trouble tonight, right?" Yang Huamei asked.

Tan said: "I don't know, let's take a look first and then talk!"

The night is not over yet!

Yang Huamei was lying there, listening to the sounds in the east room, but she didn't seem to hear the child crying.

She gradually felt relieved and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the middle of the night, she was woken up by her child's cry.

I found that Mrs. Tan was also awake, so she stood at the door of the west room, listening with her ear against the door.

"Mom, why are you standing there and listening? Get out of the way, I have to go to the east room and take a look."

Mrs. Tan grabbed Yang Huamei and said, "What are you going to do? The mother is taking care of the child. If you can be lazy, just do it for a while."

Yang Huamei couldn't laugh or cry at this statement. Why is her eldest grandson so lazy?

Yang Huamei came to the east room and found Hongmei holding her child and heading towards the west room, apparently looking for reinforcements.

"Mom, I'm crying again. I'm scratching myself while crying. I'm even more irritable than the past few days!"

Hongmei's hair was disheveled, and her words were filled with anxiety.

Yang Huamei quickly took her eldest grandson into her hands, and when she saw that the child was really pulling at her, a piece of skin was torn off his head.

Funing County.

Near the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

"The fire in Dayan Temple has been almost extinguished."

Luo Xingchen hid in the shadows, looking at the monks who were burned by the fire and wailing, with a serious face.

"They are almost at the top."

The speaker was Mo Anbai, who was wearing black close-fitting clothes, showing off her slim figure.

Zi Yan stood on the side, wearing a translucent rare object glove on the palm of her hand, looking at the transparently lit Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and said lightly: "Come on, they should be on the seventh floor, and they will go to the eighth floor immediately."

"In such a big fire, so many monks from Dayan Temple died, but old abbot Yanming never showed up. Although this man is old, his compassion is fake." Luo Xingchen said coldly.

Unless you are controlled by someone and cannot leave, any other reason will not be justified.

"What is compassion? You can't eat it. Xingchen, don't believe in compassion. I can say that most monks do not have compassion." Zi Yan said.

"Before, I thought Sister Ziyan that you were biased against monks, but now I find that the monks in Guangji Guangfa are not an exception. There are many similar monks in other temples." Luo Xingchen said.

"Monks are not engaged in production. For their food and use, it is not enough to rely on others' offerings. What's more, they also have to cast golden bodies for the Buddha, repair temples and houses, etc. Where do the expenses come from? The Buddha would not give gifts.

Give them gold and silver treasures...A large part of their wealth comes from the nearby fields..."

"For example, the Dayan Temple has thousands of acres of farmland in Funing County, and there is an entire village of tenants farming for them!" Zi Yan said.

"No wonder we can afford to support so many monks."

In fact, Luo Xingchen understood what Zi Yan said about the temple owning land, but he didn't have enough to truly understand it in the past.

"Sir, Sister Ziyan, there seems to be something strange on the tower." Mo Anbai suddenly pointed at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and said.

On the eighth floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, most of the original lights were suddenly extinguished. Compared with the other floors, they instantly became dim.

Zi Yan and Luo Xingchen did not speak anymore, but turned their eyes to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and concentrated on the next changes.

…

On the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Feng Quan hesitated and did not go up immediately.

He has an extremely keen insight into danger. This is because he is skilled in concealed weapons. Sneak attacks and escape are his most outstanding skills.

"Let's go, why did you stop?" Donghai Yunbie He had a gloomy expression on his long face, and raised the sword in his hand, pointing at Feng Quan.

"Brother, there is danger up here!" Feng Quan turned his head and grimaced.

"Nonsense, of course there is danger. Why would you do anything if there is no danger?" Yun Biehe scolded.

Everyone is not a fool. Who doesn’t know that there is danger up there?

The purpose of asking Feng Quan to take the lead is not to let him be a pathfinder, but Feng Quan's true strength is the weakest among everyone.

"This is too bullying." Feng Quan muttered in his mouth, but what could he do?

If he retreats, he will die now, but if he advances, he may not die.

He can still answer this multiple-choice question.
Chapter completed!