Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapters, the south flow of the water discharge reflects the spring jade belt
The heavy rain hitting your body makes you feel very uncomfortable, but there is a ghost flag standing at the intersection, which is indeed unlucky to see.
"I said, what's the situation? There's no one here, why are there still people attending the funeral?"
Shen Li told them to be calm and calm, "It's normal. People who leave Wu Town have to be buried back after death. Fallen leaves have to return to their roots without letting people come back. Every year, people come back to attract souls. We just have to avoid it when we see it."
"This place is a place for summoning spirits. Every household is like this. No wonder the yin energy is strong. We'd better go around it. Otherwise, someone might die violently. That would be damn unlucky."
Feng Yu can understand that it is human nature to want to return to his hometown after death.
Braving the rain, Shen Li took them around another road, but at the next intersection he saw a family standing with a coffin at the door, covered with a white cloth.
"Damn it, we can't escape today, come on, hurry up." Zhang Xiuxian sighed helplessly.
The rain in Wu Town is different from other places, and it has an indescribable feeling.
When we entered the inn, everyone was soaked. The place was very shabby. Fortunately, there was a shelter from the rain. It could be seen that no one had been here for a long time. Because of the humidity, there was not much dust inside. Instead, there is a lot of moss, and the inn hall is very spacious, and you can imagine the people coming and going in the past.
Zhang Xiuxian took out the lamp from his bag. It was not too late, but when it rained, there was a haze in Wu Town, like a dark night. If it was like this all year round, it would be really uncomfortable for people to live in this place. It rains all year round in the eight counties of Jingzhou. , it’s like living in an endless night.
They took off their clothes and squeezed out the water. After a while, their clothes were soaked through. It was useless to light a fire here. The air was wet, and the clothes on their bodies would become damp in a short time, so they chose to put them on Tighten it after rain and continue wearing it.
Professor Xu sat there, indifferent, looking at the rain outside, and said to himself: "If the mountains don't turn upside down, the water will flow to the south, and humans and ghosts will not be distinguished. Wonderful, that's what the words mean."
"What do you mean? Professor Xu, what did you see? Tell us."
When Professor Xu studied the matter, he seemed to be a different person, very focused. He replied: "I remembered a few lines from that poem, the mountain does not turn upside down, it turns the mountain into the gorge, the dark water flows south, and the rain is misty. Here, people were fooling around and talking, saying, isn’t this the witch town? Shen Li’s father accidentally ran into a coffin mountain. The content of those poems is indispensable, and witch town is the first step.”
After Professor Xu finished speaking, he smiled and said, "I'm not good at yin and yang, but I am familiar with Feng Shui theory. Guanshan Taibao's change of water transportation is an obvious change in Feng Shui. There are mountains on both sides of the bank in the middle, and when a boat docks in the lake, it looks like the sea. .The coffin hangs on the bottom of thousands of hectares of stone, and this place is called Coffin Mountain."
"It seems that with Professor Xu here, we must be absolutely foolproof."
Zhang Xiuxian said while studying the inn, "I said, we can't stay at the door, it looks quite big inside, and the rooms are on a first-come, first-served basis."
Shen Li asked them to go to the two rooms on the left side of the stairs. Only these two rooms were cleaned by him and he stayed here a year ago. There was no need to choose the other rooms. They didn't even have a bed and would have rotted long ago. It's turned into rubbish.
The stairs going upstairs creaked. Without the intrusion of time, this kind of vicissitudes would have been impossible. Feng Yu was worried that he would miss the mark and fall directly to the bottom.
The rain outside has not stopped, and the raindrops are hitting the top, making a crackling sound. The weather is really suitable for the occasion, adding a bit of mystery to Wu Town, but Feng Yu also thought that there will never be anything else here. Come on, what normal person would come to such a ghost place?
Opening the door to the room, there was a lot of moisture inside. The wooden bed inside was almost rotten and falling apart. It was impossible to sleep on it. Zhang Xiuxian was worried and opened several other rooms. What hit his face was a wave of moisture and a strong musty smell. The smell was stronger than the smell in the tomb. Zhang Xiuxian, who had a gray nose, lost interest in the rest. He illuminated it with a lamp and complained: "No, we can just stay down there. Damn it, such a big inn." , not even a decent room.”
Shen Li shook his head helplessly. It had been too long. Even he, who often ran along the rivers in Jingzhou, had not been to Wu Town in a year.
Professor Xu didn't move at all. They came back after a lot of tossing. Zhang Xiuxian was a little hungry. He took out the dry food and divided it. He also thought about lighting up the fire to cook something hot, but he didn't have the energy anymore. He just thought about being tired for a day. Have a nice sleep.
Shen Li is a very particular person. He knows that Wu Town is not peaceful. When a few people were preparing to rest, he specially spread a circle of incense ash and lit four long incense sticks at the door. There are three immortals and four ghosts. This incense is for the dead. Pointed.
Feng Yu asked Shen Li if there would be any problems. Shen Li said that he had been here many times and had basically never encountered anything. As long as he didn't look for trouble, nothing would happen if they were just staying overnight.
Shen Li lit the incense and took out a few small iron men, namely the Four Heavenly Kings, and placed them at the door. Feng Yu didn't know what the intention was. Are the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the door?
"The Four Heavenly Kings are the most yang things. I have been living with water all year round, so it is inevitable that I am lacking in yang energy. Once I carried a monk, and he kindly gave this thing to me, saying that it would ensure that my yang energy would be sufficient, and they would be there to protect me. At the door, I feel relieved."
Feng Yu nodded, this was more thoughtful than he thought, but looking at the heavy rain outside, even if a ghost went out, he still had to check the weather.
Professor Xu was a bit older after all. He ate something and fell asleep leaning on his backpack. Zhang Xiuxian also fell asleep. Feng Yu had nothing to say to Shen Li. He was also very tired. The four of them leaned on each other. People in the hall stared in confusion.
In the middle of the night, Feng Yu was woken up by the sound of jingling bells. Although he thought that the night would not be too comfortable, he looked at the watch and saw that it was just past noon and the rain was still falling. The jingling bells were made by copper bells, as if It's like someone is ringing the bell.
Feng Yu saw that Professor Xu was still asleep, and Zhang Xiuxian also woke him up. Shen Li got up and went to the door to refill four sticks of incense. He told the two of them: "Be patient, we are here for the funeral."
Zhang Xiuxian felt angry about getting out of bed, "It's so late at night, and the weather is so bad, it's really urgent."
Feng Yu asked Zhang Xiuxian to keep his word. Funeral culture is the most difficult to describe in the history of our country. The cultural customs are different in different regions, forming an extremely complex industry.
The ringing lasted for a long time before it ended. Feng Yu looked at his watch and it was half past twelve. Because he was so sleepy, they didn't say much and fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, the rain outside had not stopped. The rain here was the usual one. It was still dark after seven o'clock. Except for Zhang Xiuxian, Professor Xu was already standing at the door stretching.
At this time, when you look at Wuzhen, the clouds and fog merge into one, and the scenery really feels like a fairyland.
When Shen Li saw that Feng Yu was awake, he asked him how he was going to go today. Because of the rain, the waterway must have risen.
Professor Xu said: "The water flows southward and reflects the spring jade belt. This is exactly what I want. I will take advantage of the rising water level to find Coffin Mountain in the Wu Gorge section."
Zhang Xiuxian also woke up. When he heard that he was going to find Coffin Mountain, he became interested, "Ya'er, the violent storm can't stop our steps. You see, my brother's poison is going to be cold if we don't understand it, so we have to hurry up." .”
Shen Li looked at Feng Yu, thinking that they were paying double the price and using money to help others eliminate disasters, so he didn't say anything more.
After simply cleaning up, they left the inn. Although they didn't sleep well last night, they had a good rest.
When I boarded the boat again, the deep feeling of clouds and mist became even more powerful. Drifting on the river was like walking on the clouds. If I were not familiar with the people, I would probably get lost if I went out.
Shen Li started the boat, and the sky became bright. The view was full of high mountains and ridges. Below the boat, there were rapids, roaring like a lion, and the rising water level made the river become violent. The water was loud, but it was nowhere to be seen. The situation of rolling rapids.
Driving on the vast river, the peaks and turns along the Wu Gorge and the caves and the sky are all revealed. Under the heavy rain, it is all an illusory realm. No wonder the people in Coffin Mountain changed the waterway. Here, the dark clouds are rolling, the mountains are rising, everything is misty and hazy.
Seeing this, Feng Yu finally understood what he said. There are eight immortals in the temple, and the immortals are different. This place has its own charm.
