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Suddenly, my heart felt like it was stuck in my throat, and the flashlight beam immediately shone on the door of the Temple Guardian. Wang Wei stared at it in a daze.
The door opened, unexpectedly and without warning.
However, it did not open fully. I couldn't help but call out, "Is anyone there?" But there was no response.
I took a few steps forward, feeling that the Temple Guardian was indeed quite strange!
I called out again. The room remained eerily silent, and Wang Wei quietly followed behind me. I felt uncertain inside; I had no idea if my parents were here.
Those two really were something, coming here to pray for me in the middle of the night. I couldn't help but worry about them.
When I didn't believe in ghosts, I used to walk alone at night boldly. But after encountering a ghost, I became extremely cautious when walking at night.
Because at midnight, ghosts knock on doors!
Wang Wei suggested, "Saning, why don't we go in and take a look?"
But I thought to myself that the Temple Guardian's home was not a place to enter easily; it was truly eerie. Even though this was a temple, I still felt extremely uneasy.
Despite Wang Wei's suggestion, I refused. I was afraid that if the Temple Guardian was home, he might suddenly surprise us. That would be disastrous.
I remembered my mom saying that this old man was not a good person.
I suggested we search around the temple instead of going inside; otherwise, we might stir up some trouble and end up unable to leave the temple. I wasn't being alarmist.
I had no good feelings towards that old man.
Wang Wei had become someone who valued his life, so when I mentioned my concerns, he readily agreed. We decided to split up, and as I left the temple, I asked Ke'er to keep an eye out as well.
However, as soon as I stepped outside, Ke'er seemed to know exactly what I was about to do.
"Husband," she said, "I've looked around this area, and there's no sign of Dad."
At that moment, I thought to myself, could that little brat be playing tricks on me? Surely he wouldn't pull such a prank!
Outside the temple was a stretch of fields. The area right in front of the temple was overgrown with weeds on both sides, while the center was covered with small stones. Was there really nothing?
My heart sank for a moment, and then I ran back into the temple. If there was anyone inside, I needed to ask that old man directly.
I entered the temple and went straight to the door. I knocked a few times and called out for the old man. It was getting a bit late.
I guessed that he must have gone to bed by now; the inside was pitch black, so it seemed likely he was asleep. But why was the door still open?
I called out for him several times, but no one responded. I knocked harder, raising my voice to call out again.
Still no answer.
Had he gone out to watch a show? Why hadn’t he locked the door?
With that thought in mind, I pushed the door open. As it swung wide, my flashlight beam fell upon a face lined with wrinkles, just as his head tilted slightly downward.
The light illuminated one side of his face while casting the other side in shadow.
"Damn it," I exclaimed, startled.
The old man's hand seemed to move, and I couldn't help but gasp. He was tying his belt! The old man looked eerie.
"Wang Wei" stood behind me, still asking if anyone was there.
I replied that there was someone! After saying that, I forced myself to calm my racing heart and called out, "Sir," which should count as my third meeting with the "Temple Guardian," right?
The second meeting left a particularly deep impression because he had told me the location of "Soybean's" body. Thinking back, it was quite terrifying at the time.
I exchanged glances with the "Temple Guardian." I was wearing a pair of large black sunglasses, and since it was nighttime, he probably couldn't see my eyes clearly.
This was a bit awkward! I had pushed open the old man's door without permission and walked in.
However, when I called out to him earlier, he didn't respond. I thought it wasn't entirely my fault! But why should he have answered me?
Damn! This was so embarrassing! Information raced through my mind, and finally, I said, "Sir, there's a theater troupe performing outside. Aren't you going to take a look? It's quite lively out there."
"Wang Wei" was quick-witted and picked up on my cue, saying, "That play is indeed good. The actor's voice is like that of a fairy; plus..." "Wang Wei" became more engrossed in the topic.
I muttered "Damn it" under my breath and told "Wang Wei" to be quiet.
The "Temple Guardian" still didn't speak but continued to stare at me.
I suppressed the slight panic rising within me and directly asked, "Sir, have my parents come here to pray?" I worried that the old man might not recognize my parents, so I briefly explained and described my father's name and appearance.
The old man opened his eyes and looked at me, but I had already moved the flashlight away, no longer shining it on him.
"Wang Wei" spoke up, "Sir, did you see anything?"
The old man glanced at "Wang Wei" and replied that he hadn’t seen anything.
"Are you sure you didn’t see anything?" I asked the old man again.
"No," his voice was somewhat eerie.
After fastening his belt, the old man stood there with his hands folded over his abdomen, appearing quite respectful. However, in the next moment, he did something disrespectful—he simply closed the door.
Damn! Before I could say anything, "Wang Wei" stepped forward and knocked on the door, calling out, "Sir, there's a great show outside. Are you interested in taking a look?"
I told "Wang Wei" to stop talking nonsense. He insisted that this was a tactic to lure the enemy; once the old man stepped outside, we would rush in and close the door to get to the bottom of things.
I ignored "Wang Wei." Things were never that simple.
As "Wang Wei" continued knocking and calling for the old man, I made my way to the altar in the temple. If my parents were here, they would have burned some Yuanbao Candles. But when I got closer, I found no freshly burned candles.
Could that child have lied to me? Doubts began to creep in.
I then called out to "Wang Wei" as we exited the temple. "Ke'er" was waiting outside and asked if I had found anything. I shook my head and said no.
"Ke'er" told me not to worry, saying that my parents should be fine.
Wang Wei followed behind me and said not to worry too much. He pulled out his phone and called my parents, and this time the call went through.
Before long, someone picked up. As soon as the call connected, I called out, "Mom."
Hearing my voice, my mom was very happy and asked if I was home.
I replied that I was, then asked, "Where are you?"
She said, "We're at home waiting for you! Hurry up and come inside!" After hanging up, I thought to myself that little rascal had really tricked me; just wait until I turn around to deal with him.
I stuffed my phone into my pocket and called out to Shang Ke'er and Wang Wei as we headed home.
When we arrived, I found the door was open. It seemed my parents had gone out for something after I got back and had just returned.
Ke'er was in a spiritual state. Once I entered the house, my mom asked me why I was wearing glasses so late at night.
My dad was sitting in a chair, staring at me intently.
I wanted to say something directly but feared my parents might not be able to accept it right away.
At that moment, Wang Wei stepped forward and greeted my parents as "Uncle" and "Aunt." In reality, Wang Wei was only a few years younger than my parents, but his physique was the same as mine.
So when he called them Uncle and Aunt, no one found it odd.
My dad responded and then asked me, "Is this your friend?"
Wang Wei seemed to sense my difficulty, so he pulled me aside to help move my luggage. As we stepped outside, I let out a sigh of relief.
Ke'er whispered in my ear, "Husband, you should tell Mom and Dad about your eyes."
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to start. We reached Wang Wei's car and unloaded my bags.
Once we were back inside the house, I steeled myself. This was something I couldn't hide forever, so I took off my glasses.
I called out to Mom and Dad.
My dad and mom both turned their gazes toward me simultaneously.
In almost an instant, my mom burst into tears and asked, "Saning, what happened? Who did this?"
My dad stood up and walked toward me, his expression had changed too, but he remained much calmer than my mom.
I told her it was nothing serious, just an accident. I didn't mention anything about the Evil Being; I simply summarized it as an accident.
My mom pressed for more details, but my dad advised her not to ask further, saying that as long as I was alive, that was what mattered.
Strangely enough, after my dad said that, although my mom continued to cry, her emotions were no longer as intense as before.
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