"Master Xiong is not a bear. There used to be a big stone in the forest, which was shaped like a lying bear. Everyone called it the "Crouching Bear Stone." After Master Xiong left Grandpa, he pressed himself under the stone. Over time, he
The stones merge into one, and Mr. Bear becomes Mr. Bear."
Tonight's opening was met with twists and turns, but fortunately, there was no danger. The Taoist priest finally calmed down the mad ghost and obtained his name.
Xiaoqi became happy and chattered endlessly along the way.
Fortunately, he did not forget his mission.
From time to time, one ghost after another would be pulled out from the cracks in the rocks, from the mud holes, from the treetops, and from under the shrubs, which opened Li Changan's eyes.
It turns out that Feilai Mountain is not all bronze tigers, fierce ghosts like Mr. Xiong, but more unlucky guys who have been tortured by resentment, mountain wind, sun and even age.
No matter how ferocious and resentful they were in the past, now they are just a shadow or a puff of smoke, hiding in a dark corner, trying to stay alive.
Li Chang'an thought about it, and Wan Niangong was willing to hook up with him to support the formation of the name and Chenglu. A large part of it was for them - the name and registration of the law could keep his mind intact.
Just like how they were willing to stay in the mountains for the sake of Wannian Gong's "illness" and endure the grievances that destroyed their bodies.
"ah!"
Xiao Qi looked at the moon and suddenly slapped her forehead.
"It's midnight, Zhi Niang must be awake."...
Flower vines twine around the tree vines.
A deep cave was built in the mountains and forests.
Li Changan stood at the entrance of the "cave" and looked around. Even a ghost's eyes could not see through the darkness as heavy as a curtain inside.
According to Mr. Xiong's past experience, Xiao Qi, who was counting the time and solemnly leading the way, must be a big ghost. He wanted to ask about his temperament in advance, so as not to make any wrong words and stir up evil intentions.
"Zhi Niang doesn't like me telling others about her, so I can only tell the Taoist priest that her name is Zhi Niang."
Xiao Qi emphasized.
"Zhi Niang!"
"Is the little bird talking bad about me again?"
Accompanied by the gentle female voice, the Taoist priest followed the sound, and a faint light lit up in the "cave".
The light comes from a rose bud. The petals are so thin that you can see the fireflies hidden in the flower.
The flower bud is held on the chest of a beautiful woman, and the fluorescence is dim, painting the beauty's half body in the darkness.
Xiao Qi quickly covered her mouth and blinked at the Taoist priest.
Li Changan didn't know why, so he simply stepped forward to greet him.
"My lady is well. I have received permission from Wannian Gong to tie the knot in this mountain. Can I be lucky enough to ask for my lady's real name?"
"My master has an order, how can I disobey you?" Zhi Niang agreed readily, but then the topic changed, "It's just that I have been ill for a long time and am not good at what I do. Can you please invite the Taoist priest to come into my home and discuss it in detail?
"
Li Changan stared silently into the "cave", which was silent and silent.
A little.
"good."
It's mid-autumn, and there are layers of fallen leaves in the mountains, so there is inevitably a "squeaking" sound when walking. But when you step into the "cave", the sound suddenly disappears, as if you are stepping on a thick blanket, which feels soft and sinking.
But the Taoist priest couldn't tell what was under his feet? Probably because the darkness in the "cave" was thicker than expected, as if he was wrapped in layers of substance, and he could only see Zhi Niang shrouded in thin light in the deep depths ahead.
Smiling and waving in the darkness.
Li Changan stopped three steps away from her, stopped moving forward, and saluted.
The scroll was taken out.
"May I ask my wife's name?"
"You heartless person, don't you even remember my name?!"
really!
The Taoist priest was not surprised and quickly retreated.
However, he did not withdraw even three or two steps.
Zhi Niang's voice sounded resentful again: "A heartless person, are you going to abandon me again?"
In an instant, the darkness that existed in the "cave" turned into reality and bound the Taoist priest tightly, making him unable to break free.
Look at Zhi Niang again.
The moon bloomed silently, and its fluorescence turned into scarlet blood light, illuminating her beautiful face.
His face looked a bit ferocious and ghostly.
His scarlet eyes stared at the Taoist priest.
"But you are back after all. Good man, let us stay together forever."
She opened her arms and flew towards the Taoist priest quickly. There was a strange "swirling" sound in her movements, which was definitely not the sound of human footsteps.
Regarding this.
"Destroy evil and remove obstacles, and quickly release the light."
"disease!"
A piece of yellow talisman flew up quickly, whirling around the Taoist priest with a scream. As it burned, it emitted a bright light, making the "cave" ablaze.
Zhi Niang's eyes were stabbed by the bright light, she screamed, covered her eyes and retreated into the depths of the "cave".
Her reaction could not be described as unpleasant, and her movements could not be described as swift, but the blazing light still captured her body - below her waist, in a part that could not be covered by the fluorescent light, it was a huge worm with countless tentacles on its abdomen.
At the same time, the scene in the "cave" was also reflected, with wire mesh everywhere and many large human-shaped cocoons hanging in the corners.
The yellow talisman burned out quickly.
However, the scream fell and the buzzing started again - it was a large flock of paper birds flying out of Li Changan's sleeves, fluttering in the darkness.
immediately.
Boom~ The buzzing sound adorned Zhi Niang, bursting into flames.
Her seemingly bloated insect body was unexpectedly agile in the "cave" covered with silk mesh. None of the paper birds released by the Taoist priests could catch up with her, and only a few sparks splashed on her face.
With flammable materials on it, the dough quickly ignited.
She suddenly screamed:
"That's enough! Stop, stop, you win!"
Li Changan ignored it.
He walked to the corner and tore open a large cocoon amidst Zhi Niang's angry curses.
There is only a dummy made of wooden branches, grass blades and stones in the cocoon...
As compensation for hurting Zhi Niang's "lover", Li Chang'an promised to bring her some rouge and gouache next time he went to the mountains, and he successfully borrowed her name - Zeng Xiu Niang.
"Where did the living people come from on the mountain? Those in the cocoons were all made by me to relieve Zhi Niang's boredom."
Xiao Qi sighed.
"Zhi Niang is also a pitiful person. She looks around all day long and doesn't know who she is waiting for?"
How many evil ghosts are pitiable? Li Changan has no intention of asking others about their past, he only asks Xiao Qi: "Who should be next?"
"The time is coming to an end, it's time for Uncle Jian."...
The Jian Bo that Xiao Qi mentioned was a man who lived a hundred years ago.
It is said that sword fighting in Qiantang became popular at that time. He and another swordsman were the most famous swordsmen. They were both rivals and enemies. They finally met for a life-or-death showdown on the bank of Qiantang River when the tide rose in August.
In that duel, he had a slight advantage, killed his opponent, and won the crown.
But clinker, not long after the glory, the opponent turned into a fierce ghost and took refuge in Cave City. He broke into the house in the middle of the night and wanted to fight with him.
No matter how good his swordsmanship was, he was only a mortal, so how could he be a match for Li Gui? Not only did he lose the competition, but he also lost the lives of his entire family.
In anger, he also turned into a fierce ghost. Unfortunately, he couldn't match the majesty of Cave City, so he had to escape into Feilai Mountain.
His obsession lies in the sword, so there is only one requirement for Li Changan - sword fighting.
Li Changan happily agreed.
Jianbo was good at six kinds of swordsmanship during his lifetime. After his death, he also transformed into six arms, each holding a sword. Unfortunately, he was not as powerful as the Three Tan Haihui Gods. He only had one head and two eyes. Li Changan used his agility to move around him.
Circle, look for flaws, and win with one blow.
Jianbo was very disappointed after his defeat.
In order to take revenge, he had not practiced his swordsmanship for a hundred years. He often competed with the powerful men in the mountains. Even the Bronze Tiger was not his opponent based on pure swordsmanship. But now he was easily defeated by the Taoist priest.
He was unhappy for a long time and asked unwillingly:
"I wonder which master the master studied under? How long have you been practicing swordsmanship?"
Li Changan couldn't say it directly, so he made a haha.
"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is already exquisite, but..."
"But you still lost?"
"No." The Taoist priest shook his head, "You have been a ghost for a hundred years, why are you still using human swordsmanship?"
Jian Bo stared at him for a long time, stood up in a daze and thanked...
"It's time to be ugly. It's time to look for black smoke."
Heiyan'er is a burnt ghost who can turn the severe pain and resentment at the time of death into a raging will-o'-the-wisp. He lives in a ravine, surrounded by no grass and only blackened stones.
He had a fiery temper, and in response to Li Changan's arrival, he summoned monstrous flames on the spot.
"You want to take my name? Okay! Try grandpa's will-o'-the-wisp first and survive."
then.
Li Changan drove up the strong wind and blew him all the way from the ravine to the mountainside. He rolled around until he was dizzy. Not to mention the will-o'-the-wisps on his body, even a little spark was blown away to cool him down!...
The evil ghost flying to the mountain is indeed what Xiaoqi said.
More than mice!
Fortunately, not everyone is as troublesome as Mr. Xiong, Zhi Niang, Jian Bo, and Hei Yan'er. For most of the evil spirits, a Taoist priest can easily "persuade" them with a ten thousand year old man's oral instructions and a yellow talisman.
Over the past few days, Li Changan traveled to every corner of Feilai Mountain, seeing all kinds of weird ghosts, and the scroll in his hand gradually took shape.
In the next two days, Huangwei no longer followed me on the mountain tour.
It's not that he is lazy.
But monk Wuchen wanted to have a night of banquet at Xianyi Temple, but due to the conditions in Cave City, it was difficult to find good musicians, so he invited Huangwei and He Wumei over.
According to Huang Wei, on the eve of the Ghost King's Banquet, all the brothels and boats were closed for the night, and thousands of families turned off their lights and closed their doors. Although it was out of fear of the Cave City, it had become an unwritten rule over a long period of time.
Wuchen is like this, just out of resentment and secretly showing off. But what does the affairs of the big shots have to do with the little guys? As long as they can make money, that's fine!
Time flies to August 8th.
After Li Changan worked all night, he stepped on the morning dew and returned home.
When I saw the shabby yellow mud wall of the Salesian Home from a distance, I was surprised to find a little girl squatting under the eaves of the Salesian Home with her arms and legs, her little body curled up into a ball, like an abandoned puppy.
Coming closer.
"Huh? Little Master Shide? Why are you here?"
The female doll is wearing a monk's robe and has a round face. It was found by a little nun she met in Xianyi Temple.
Hearing the sound, his shoulders trembled, and he quickly raised his head. His little face was pitiful, and he was busy opening his mouth, but tears flowed out first, and he broke down in tears again.
Li Changan saw that her monk's clothes were soaked with dew and her body was still shaking slightly, so he quickly pulled her up.
"Don't panic, let's go into the house first and talk slowly."
But the little nun stood stubbornly and refused to leave.
Even though the tears fell again after wiping them away, my words were choked with sobs.
Still Strong finished:
"Master, Huang Wei and Wu Niang were all snatched away by Cave City!"