Zhao Damao's reaction once again aroused Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's surprise.

Following Zhao Damao's gaze, Yang Ruoqing saw that there was nothing special at the door of the Taoist temple, not even a human figure.

The only thing there was the unburnt animal skin tied to a branch.

It was what she and Luo Fengtang had picked up in the grass at the end of the bridge before, so they brought it over and placed it at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Zhao Damao's reaction was obviously because of seeing that thing.

"Brother Da Mao, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zhao Damao put down the dustpan filled with incense ash and walked step by step towards the entrance of the Taoist temple.

His eyes were staring straight at the thing on the ground, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was shock or fear, or both, mixed with some faint excitement and doubt.

"Qing'er, Tangyazi, did you bring this thing here?"

He came to the door of the Taoist temple, first stuck his head out to see if there was anything outside, then retracted his head and asked them in a low voice.

He was obviously attracted by the things on the ground, but when he got there, he didn't dare to go up and touch them up close. They were thirty steps away from each other.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I picked it up in the grass at the end of the bridge earlier. It smells like body odor. Why are you looking for Brother Big Mao? Do you recognize this?"

Yang Ruoqing did not tell the truth, but after seeing Zhao Damao's reaction, she wanted to get some information from the other party first.

Zhao Damao had no doubt that he was there. He swallowed his saliva as if to suppress the panic in his heart.

"Just wait for me!" After saying this, he looked around, picked up the broom on the ground next to him, and swept the animal skins with the help of branches and branches at the door far away, all the way to the edge of the nearby woods.

Among the piles of rubble, he took a broom and ran back to the Taoist temple in a panic, and closed the Taoist temple door, leaning against the door with his back, still breathing softly.

After gasping for a few times, he opened the door a crack and took a few glances outside, as if to confirm something.

Finally, he relaxed a little and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, confused by Zhao Damao's series of operations.

Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang through lip language: "Brother Da Mao is having sex?"

Luo Fengtang also responded with lip language: "Deal with the yellow leather things."

Yang Ruoqing: "Isn't this too exaggerated? After all, it's just a beast!"

Luo Fengtang shook his head in a subtle way, "He must be an insider."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Let me ask."

Then, she coughed lightly.

Zhao Damao turned around and found the two of them standing behind him. Then he realized that his previous actions must be a bit strange in their eyes, but what could he do? Hey!

"Qing'er, Tangyazi, I made you laugh!"

Zhao Damao said that he was a rough man, but he was dodging like a woman...

"No, no," Yang Ruoqing waved her hands hurriedly.

"Brother Big Cat, what is that animal skin tied to a tree branch? Why are you so nervous about that thing? What's the point?" She then asked again.

Zhao Damao sighed, with a bitter smile on his face.

"That's the lamp held by Huang Pizi. That thing is evil, don't mess with it!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing quickly turned around and exchanged glances with Luo Fengtang. Sure enough, Zhao Damao was indeed an insider.

"Brother Damao, what are you talking about? Let's find a place to sit down and talk about it!" Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Zhao Damao nodded and pointed to the wishing pool: "The sun is good there, it's warm and there's no wind, and there are stone benches to sit on."

"Okay, let's go there!"

Arriving at the stone stool, Yang Ruoqing was about to sit down, but Luo Fengtang asked her to wait.

Then I saw him go straight into a side hall next to him, and soon he took out a futon and put it on one of the stone benches, and then let Yang Ruoqing sit down.

Yang Ruoqing was already used to his careful behavior.

He used to take good care of her, but not to this extent.

He started to behave like this since he almost died after taking the powdered medicine last time, especially since Yu'er said that her body should not get sick within three months, so Luo Fengtang was cautious, fearing that she would catch a cold.

I actually wore cotton pants under my cotton skirt when I came out today. It would be fine even if I sat on an ice cube, not to mention sitting on a stone bench.

But he doesn't think so.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing did not resist him and sat down obediently.

Next to him, Zhao Damao watched from beginning to end. He, an old bachelor who was over forty years old, was fed a mouthful of dog food, which made him feel that the sun was no longer warm on his body.

"Brother Da Mao, don't be surprised. The main reason is that my Qing'er's body has been injured and she can't get the slightest bit of cold."

After Luo Fengtang settled Yang Ruoqing, out of politeness, he explained lightly to Zhao Damao.

It's not that he is a young man who insists on pampering his wife in front of an old bachelor, but that his wife has a special physical condition and I hope Zhao Damao won't think too much about it.

Zhao Damao scratched his head and smiled a little naively, "It's nothing, it's nothing, this is how a couple should be."

Luo Fengtang nodded and no longer struggled with this topic, but motioned to Zhao Damao to tell them about the yellow leather lantern.

Zhao Damao also suppressed his smile, and his expression became a little nervous again.

"I have never seen Huang Pizi lighting up a lamp while working in a Taoist temple before. Sometimes I dare to patrol outside the Taoist temple alone in the middle of the night."

"The first time I saw this yellow man lighting a lantern was on the night of the Ghost Ghost Festival."

"Because during the Ghost Festival, all the villagers in Shiliba Village go to the mountains to burn incense and worship their ancestors. Some don't want to go to the mountains, so they burn things by the river at the other end of the bridge."

"Taoist Master Yuan asked me to patrol the area in the evening after the sun goes down. If there are any fires that have not been extinguished, I can take care of them, so as to avoid the trouble of burning up the forest in the dry weather."

"In the end, Yongzhi came over when the sun was setting. My sister Liu'er made fried rice noodles with pork belly. The couple had invited me to their home for the festival before, but I didn't go. My sister felt sorry for me, so she sent Yongzhi to deliver them.

Come over with a bowl."

"So I talked to Yongzhi for a while, and after seeing him off, I was afraid that the food would get cold and let down my sister's kindness, so I sat down and ate the bowl. After I finished eating, I was going to inspect the Taoist temples.

, I turned on the scented oil lamp that needed to be renewed and went back to the house to go to bed. Suddenly I remembered what Taoist Master Yuan had told me, so I took a stick for self-defense and hurriedly went to patrol outside the Taoist temple."

"When was that approximately?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zhao Damao thought for a while, "I can't figure out the specific time. In short, in the village, every household should have had dinner and prepare to take a bath and go to bed. There is no one outside, and the moonlight hangs like a disk above their heads.
Chapter completed!