The prostitutes were dressed in thin clothes, and their bodies were blown by the mountain wind. They all felt a biting coldness, and even the remaining warmth in their blood was taken away by the cold wind.
The red lantern fire is still reflecting the scene inside the mountain temple.
A small, dry temple filled with firewood and sheltered from the wind, under the light of the fire, gave those present an indescribable sense of security.
The prostitutes hesitated and remained silent.
After a while, Chua Bao'er swung the lantern that poked into the temple door and said: "Sister Cui, sister Qiao'er, sister Sun, sister Yu... let's, let's go to the temple?
There is a cave connected to the temple... I don't know where it leads, maybe there is some danger hidden there.
But no matter how dangerous it is, it is more dangerous than if we stay outside. We may fall into the ravine and die at any time, be picked up by the black bears and leopards running around in the mountains, and be killed by the lonely ghosts hiding in the mountains. ...it's much better than these, isn't it?
There is a lot of firewood in it, so we can stay warm before we die...
What do you think?"
Several prostitutes also knew their own situation. In this cold, dark, and extremely steep mountain, they were afraid that they would not be able to survive the whole night, and they felt that they had nothing to live on.
Being able to stay warm and have a good night's sleep before dying is a gift from God.
So after Chuan Baoer made the suggestion first, the remaining prostitutes nodded in agreement: "Yes, let's hide in the temple..."
“It’s a blessing that God has mercy on us and has given us a good place to keep warm!”
"I'm shivering from the cold now. If the wind blows like this for a few more times, my soul will be blown away by the wind. Let's go to the temple quickly..."
As the prostitutes talked, they worked together to push open the two temple doors that were blocked by stones and debris piled inside.
Then, Chuan Baoer took the lead, followed closely by Qiaoer.
Five prostitutes passed through the gap between the two temple doors one after another.
Chuan Baoer placed the red lantern on a relatively flat stone platform. The fire of the lantern danced, and the interior of the mountain temple was illuminated with uncertainty. After several people got into the temple, they turned back and closed the temple door again. There must be only a gap two fingers wide, so that the outside air can flow in, but the mountain wind will not blow into the temple and take away the heat in the temple.
The prostitutes were chatting quietly while working together to move the debris and stones accumulated in the temple, gradually clearing an open space.
The scrawny Qiaoer, whose face was branded with fire chopsticks, and Sister Cui, whose face was full of red bayberry sores, worked together to move a corner of the stone table, revealing a cloth painting underneath.
The painting was wrapped in a few rocks and stained with a lot of incense ashes.
Yu'er, who was much taller than the other prostitutes, wiped the incense ash on the painting with her sleeve. Among the prostitutes, Yu'er was the most upright-looking. Even though her face was still covered with bayberry, it was still difficult to conceal her beauty. He went to remove the stone pressed on the painting, and the cloth painting was revealed in front of the prostitutes - it was a portrait of a god with a golden crown and white beard, holding a dragon-headed staff, and wearing a green robe.
As soon as the prostitutes looked at the portrait, they knew what kind of deity this mountain temple was mainly dedicated to.
"It's a portrait of the mountain god..."
"Put up the paintings. Let's occupy the mountain god's place. Each of us will kowtow to him three times and ask him not to blame us."
"That's the reason, that's the reason..."
The prostitutes whispered to each other and hung the portrait of the mountain god on the wall beside the door.
——This statue should have been hung on the wall opposite the door. After all, this small temple only worships the mountain god, and there is no accompanying god. Hang the painting of the main worshiping god in the position of the accompanying god. Somewhat against the rules.
However, where the temple door is facing, there is no temple wall anymore!
Many stones were laid out from the dark cave and destroyed the original temple wall. The prostitutes had no choice but to hang the portrait of the mountain god on the side wall and kowtow to the god in the painting one by one to make amends.
Then he got up and piled some firewood in the middle of the temple and lit it with a lantern.
A group of prostitutes gathered around the fire, being influenced by the warm light of the fire. The coldness that penetrated their bones gradually faded away under the heat of the fire. The faces of several prostitutes finally had a little rosiness, and each of them Finally seems to be alive.
"It's so warm. At this moment, I don't want to die." Sun Douer squinted and scratched the sores on his face, with a slightly satisfied smile on his face. The smile on his face covered with sores, Under the light of the fire, looking at it gave people a chill in their hearts.
As for the prostitutes present, their situations were not much different from each other.
They looked at each other as if they were looking into a mirror, and they were not afraid of anything because the other person's face was embarrassing and ugly.
Hearing Sun Dou'er's words, Sister Cui also laughed: "What do you mean by death or not? This mountain temple is a place left by the mountain god and God for us poor people. Such a big disaster just now is just They passed by us. God wants us to survive...
After surviving this night, let's collect more firewood during the day.
Wild vegetables are indispensable in the mountains, so we should pick up more and cook vegetable soup with water to eat.
If we just live like this, maybe we can live a better life than those sisters outside!"
Nowadays, people's livelihood is difficult. Is it not easy to have enough food and clothing to survive?
What's more, these few people who want to survive are all suffering from the disease, and they are all terminally ill and dying. The difficulty for them to survive is hundreds of times higher than that for ordinary people in this era. If they hadn't encountered... It is basically impossible to manifest the divine spirit.
However, it is better to live than to die, and the ants still live in vain.
They want to survive, so what's wrong with having expectations?
Chuan Bao'er, Qiao'er, Yu Jiaren and other prostitutes listened to Sister Cui's plans for the future, and their eyes flashed with light. Apparently they had heard what the other party said, and they began to look forward to the future without realizing it.
Sun Dou'er couldn't help but said: "Tomorrow let's look for any footprints of wild rabbits or deer deer. Let's also learn from the hunters, dig a few traps, catch a few wild rabbits and deer deer, stew rabbit meat with wild vegetables... it must be delicious. Very..."
"Then you are just being whimsical...
I once had a customer who was a hunter.
According to them, the current year is not good and if you go back to the mountains every three days, you may not be able to hunt any wild animals.
Even if you hunt a hare, the hare will be skinny and there will be no meat to eat."
"The bone stew soup is also good..."
Chuan Bao'er listened to the chatter and laughter of several companions, and his thoughts drifted far away without realizing it, and he didn't know where he went.
After a long time, she suddenly felt a little cold, and the snoring of other people came to her ears again. Then she came back to her senses and saw several companions sitting, lying down, and sleeping beside the dying bonfire. .
She pursed her lips and smiled, thinking to herself: "I still want to live a good life in the future. I'll wait until I can get through the first few days!"
Fortunately, I came back to my senses, otherwise I am afraid that there will be no future, and everyone will freeze to death tonight because the bonfire goes out..."
With this in mind, Chuan Baoer got up and filled some firewood into the fire that still had some flames flickering. She watched the flames gradually climb up the firewood, and the warmth once again lingered in the small temple. Only then did she feel relieved and started again. Sit back to your seat.
Just as she was sitting on the stone, she felt something shiny and golden passing from the corner of her eyes. Out of curiosity, she immediately turned her head to look. When she turned her head, she saw the dark figure directly opposite the temple door. In the cave, there was something like flowing water, which was shining with golden light. The light flickered on and off, making Chubao'er feel itchy in his heart.
Chubao'er looked around, took a few deep breaths, and then picked up the red lantern in the corner that was no longer very bright. Holding the red lantern, he stepped on the stones rushed out of the cave, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Walking deeper into the cave step by step.
This cave is located in the mountain temple, and the prostitutes have all seen its existence, but because of their instinctive fear of the unknown, they subconsciously ignore the existence of this cave.
However, no matter how they ignored it, the cave was always within the mountain temple.
Chuan Baoer's thoughts raced for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he figured out the problem.
She was quite courageous, and coupled with her curiosity about the shiny golden things in the cave, she suppressed her fear of the unknown for a moment and walked into the cave holding a lantern.