Thirty to forty miles northeast of Chong'an County is called Wutun. It is the source of the Chongyang River and the secluded place of Ruiyan Temple. People in the city can reach this place in less than half a day's walk, but even here
The "Kou Bing Lao Buddha" has a unique resonance, but the number of believers who come to the temple to offer incense and oil is still becoming increasingly rare and sparse.
The root of everything is the mound called "Ghost" standing in front of Xiao Shitou, Tian Qingwen and Zhao Erguan.
This ghost grave, which is more than ten feet above the ground, is adjacent to a semi-abandoned field. It occupies an area of more than ten feet square. There are dozens of huge trees on top of it, all of which are more than several feet in diameter. They are surrounded by vines and vines, and the sky is covered with towering shadows.
On that day, even if the three of them were just standing nearby, they could all notice that the air flow blown by the ghosts was gloomy and solemn, which was very different from the sunny day outside with the blazing sun shining brightly. It brushed against the skin and made them feel faintly cold.
On the ground not far from them, someone dug a shallow niche. Inside, there was a wooden sign that read "Chong'an City God's Shrine". There were scattered traces of the annual sacrifices. Apparently someone hoped to use the city god's shrine.
The magical power of the land subdued the monsters, but was finally defeated by the futile running around every day. In the end, only the boundary between humans and ghosts remained.
Tian Qingwen stood in front of Gui Mao, and was shocked by the wind. She vaguely noticed that something was wrong here, but she was the one who initiated this matter, and retreating when the matter was about to happen was not an option.
She glanced slyly to the side and thought that neither of them were very smart, so she might as well use a little trick to trick them in first and follow them, so that everything would be safe.
"The huge trees are dense and full of ghosts. It must not be the ghosts hiding outside. They think that as the sun is strong at noon today, even if there are no ghosts, they dare to act boldly. It is time to retreat."
Da Shitou and Tian Qingwen nodded in agreement at the same time: "That's what Miss Tian said."
"Hong Duo Xia must be trapped here now. If you retreat immediately and rescue me, the Gui Mao occupies a large area anyway. If the eight of us join forces to fight quickly, we can leave the Gui Mao in half a day and return to the county together!"
Da Shitou and Tian Qingwen agreed as if they were head-over-heels: "Miss Tian is right."
At this moment, Zhen Xiaojian's cry for help has been heard. You screamed hoarsely, as if you were frightened by something, but for a moment, even the cry for help was blurred, as if the coffin lid was being closed and nails were driven in.
, will be buried outside the dark and unpredictable underworld at any time.
You are leaning against a huge tree, feeling that it is not easy to breathe. Before you stand still, you quickly look in the direction of the fields outside, trying to regain some courage by relying on the figure of a living person, but when you look around, you find that there is a huge tree.
The vague and graceful figures of Shitou and Tian Qingwen raised their arms and waved urgently towards him, their movements stiff and rigid, like two intimidating puppets...
I saw a deep and huge pit right next to my feet, with greedily extending vines hanging upside down at the top that had not yet collapsed, quietly absorbing the first ray of sunlight that entered the hole, and the faint cold light and heat emerged from it.
"Miss Tian, you two kept waving to him and asking him to wait for you where he was. Why did he keep running slower and slower? If his legs were broken due to the big stone, we would have caught him this time!"
In shock, you stood up holding on to something solid, but suddenly you pulled away the layers of vines that were wrapped underneath. The small words "Song Jianyan's first year" engraved in front of you suddenly appeared next to your hand, and then there was another piece of land that was covered with moss and was completely changed beyond recognition.
The square stone tablet, and the incomplete carvings inside it, gradually become turbid in the darkness, making you read it out involuntarily.
The big stone stretched out and hesitated and continued to ask, "This must be a lie to everyone."
The round brick tomb with a vaulted roof is so deep that the base is filled with stagnant water. There are patterns of talismans painted on the white gray surface under the brick wall, as if they are trying their best to suppress something, but thick bowls and lamps can be vaguely glimpsed through the water.
, stone pillows and other burial objects are always found in the coffin.
Da Shitou was slightly stunned and nodded: "So Miss Tian is not safe."
Tian Qingwen also nodded: "Well, it's not safe."
Just now, you did not regard the ghost as a small enemy, and you ignored some details because you were distracted. But at this moment, before you were frightened by the ghost's scale and half claw, you suddenly noticed many equally pale figures in your eyes.
The broken stones covered with moss seem to be engraved with the years of the past dynasties in Qingjuan handwriting. At the same time, they are filled with the words "General Sacrifice of Souls", "Collection of Solitary Tombs", "Zeku Place", "
Tomb of White Bones" are all auspicious words.
Erguan Zhao nodded quickly with a dazed look on his face.
Zhao Erguan was confused when he heard this. He completely followed the thinking rhythm of the two people. He had to let the eight souls return to their original positions first, and stayed close to a towering tree to prevent falling, and tried to stay as far away from the owner's tomb as possible.
Then he looked into the deep pit.
Erguan Zhao was puzzled.
Erguan Zhao frowned and said, "My family is Rang, so that has nothing to do with him?"
Erguan Zhao's breathing suddenly stiffened, and his pupils instantly shrank, because in the faint blur, you actually saw a monster that looked like a human and an animal floating on the water.
Yu Bao, whose gloomy appearance was completely humanoid, was staring at the eight people under the water with his strange yellow vertical pupils open...
Zhen Xiaojian seemed to be angry with embarrassment, and even overcame the fear in his heart. He walked angrily towards the depths of Guimu. However, the vines and wild vines along the way were quite obstructive. After stumbling and stalling for a long time, he barely crossed the gate of the City God's Shrine.
Position, cautiously approach this deep and twisting giant tree.
"Well, listen to him."
Tian Qingwen answered ambiguously: "Everyone said no, so it should be gone."
However, no matter how much Mr. Zhao shouted, almost expressing the most sincere feelings in his life, there was still no movement between the two people under the field. From a distance, they were actually frozen in place.
It was as if what was standing there was not a living thing, but had been secretly replaced by two scarecrows; or maybe the step he had just taken had already crossed the River of Forgetfulness and entered the underworld, and the voices of the Dharma and the people in the upper world had long been heard.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It was not because you were angry that you forgot to be afraid, but now the closer you are to the ghost, you are really afraid, and you are trembling more and more inside and outside.
Nothing lingered, and he looked at himself suspiciously.
In the dim light of the tomb, your eyes suddenly discovered a strange shape, just like the flexing and stretching Qianyuan Li dragon on the surface of the water, with various afterimages that are ferocious and unbelievable, and may be destroyed at any time.
In the nightmare of the soul, the dragon-shaped monster head, which was made up of nothing and had no shape, suddenly poked out of the filthy water.
The dark wind blows again, and Zhao Erguan's legs are really weak at this time. You are now very sure that the hill you are stepping on is a grave slightly lower than the ground, and the tree pit you just stepped into,
It is likely that they are the holes drilled by foxes, rats, snakes and insects under the tombs. Hidden in these depths are the white bones and rotten corpses accumulated over thousands of years, staring at Erguan Zhao with gleaming eyes...
"A bad little pit."
The subtle waves and ripples in the cave are intertwined, like a deep spring that has not yet dried up, but Erguan Zhao has goosebumps all over his body, because you haven't noticed that under the roof of the cave that has not yet collapsed, there are turbid and disordered overlapping patterns.
That was something that could be created by the divine work of nature. It was clear that two brick-structured domes collapsed on the tomb roof!
Tian Qingwen raised his white face and shook his head. His slightly narrow clothes were also erratic. After a long time, he said firmly: "There are no ghosts outside!"
The trance caused by the panic almost defeated Mr. Zhao. The waves of dizziness made it impossible to discern the direction. You could only stumble in a certain direction in panic, trudging between the lonely graves and wild caves, breathing.
The air was bleak and musty, and the giant trees suddenly opened and closed behind your eyes. That time you could no longer find anything to hold on to, and you fell into a deep pit in a controlled manner!
"You are outside your home."
Just when the crisis was extremely serious, the rocks and branches on your feet fell towards the deep pit, but you, contrary to common sense, stayed still in the air, knowing what happened.
Da Shitou stood there without thinking, and suddenly asked Tian Qingwen next to him: "Didn't his family say anything about ghosts?"
Just seven words, but they made your whole body tremble like chaff. What they meant had not turned into a wave of fear that overwhelmed you, causing Mr. Zhao to almost lose his mind in broad daylight.
"Hey, why are the two of them leaving?"
The sound of a big stone suddenly sounded in front of him, and Tian Qingwen's panting voice followed closely. Zhao Erguan's mind was still buzzing at this time, and he could vaguely hear Tian Qingwen's breathless reproach.
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Big Stone turned to look at me: "Are there really no ghosts in this world?"
"Yes! No ghost! It just got into you!"
"It's really no longer safe. Are you going to rescue people?"
Zhen Xiaojian shouted, and suddenly felt that the noise around him was terrifying. The lower his voice, the more it reflected the vastness of the seven surroundings. The rustling wind in the dense forest seemed to indicate that some sneaky footsteps were coming, so you
The voice calling for help became hoarse and shriller, and in a blink of an eye, it was so sincere that it almost made her cry.
In the dense forest surrounded by giant ghost trees, the land is covered with dead trees and broken leaves. Every time you step on it, there is no force to drag you down, and you have to spend a lot of effort to break free.
But in the process of struggling with strength, the other foot had not been pulled down again, and it became increasingly difficult to break free.
"It's so strange. Did he hit a ghost and was lowered before him?"
That time, Erguan Zhao really had a master. You leaned weakly against the giant tree in front of you, but your right foot fell into a tree hole, and your left foot suddenly tripped over a twisted root.
His body fell to the ground in a controlled manner. Fortunately, he desperately grabbed the vine branches and other things within reach with both hands, and relied on a rather solid thing to avoid being injured by falling head-on.
The big stone used its arms to pull Zhao Erguan, whose legs were dangling in the air, back to the slope. As soon as you turned your head, you could see Tian Qingwen's iconic pretty face, looking at you seriously.
Big Stone regained his ignorant look and looked at Jumu: "Yes, it has nothing to do with him if you go there."
When Zhao Erguan heard the echo, everything was developing as expected, so he continued to talk coldly and walked out of Guimai. However, after walking for two minutes, he noticed that there were no sounds of footsteps, and there was no follower in front of him.
There was a movement, and when I turned around and saw Da Shitou and Tian Qingwen still frozen in place, I suddenly became furious.
Compared to the predictable hidden horrors, things like those that have been exposed before your eyes are scary. There are no two people around to accompany you, and you don't even have the time to analyze the clues.
You can still vaguely see the big stone, and Tian Qingwen's figure standing in the field, ready to shout at the top of his lungs to deceive the two people into retreating, so that if the eight of them work together, they will no longer be afraid.
Big Stone seemed to be seriously comparing the height difference between himself and those giant trees. He scratched his head before feeling the atmosphere solidify, pointed at Tian Qingwen and replied: "Because my parents and sisters asked me to get closer."
"...Could it be a stolen ancient tomb?"
"Hmph, coward!"
Tian Qingwen thought for a moment and said loudly: "I must be lying to you - the things outside should be more terrifying than ghosts."
Zhen Xiaojian looked at me with hatred, thinking that the fool had a bad idea, and quickly looked at the big stone again.
Erguan Zhao walked like that, one foot deep and one foot shallow, while still calling for help one after another into the forest.
"Yeah...what a bad little pit..."
Da Shitou and Tian Qingwen maintained the same posture, looking up at the gloomy and quiet giant tree ghosts, and saw Zhen Xiaojian silently saying: "Miss Tian, what he said makes no sense, but my parents and sisters want you to get close."
That's outside."
"...Gu...Fengzong...sacrifice?"
Da Shitou and Tian Qingwen looked at each other and said in perfect agreement: "Oh, it's a ghost at worst, so that's something."