"Pah, pah, pah..." Xiang Xiaotian stepped forward and smashed the door. After a long time, the wooden grille on the inn door was gently pulled open, revealing a face as yellow as wax behind the door.
The withered and thin face of a colorless old man.
"Ah, my mother! Old man, are you a human or a ghost? Do you want to scare Uncle Xiang to death?" Xiang Xiaotian screamed, startling Chen Mengsheng and Shangguan Yanran behind him.
The old man behind the door said sinisterly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Shangguan Yanran pointed to the wooden sign hanging in front of the house and said word by word: "Gu...jia...gu...inn, uncle, isn't this an inn? We saw the red light is on here, so of course we are here to stay."
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When the old man heard Shangguan Yanran's words, his gray and turbid eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he shouted inexplicably: "Xianglan, Xianglan..., are you back?" When the old man saw clearly what Shangguan Yanran was wearing
Wearing a crimson Taoist robe, he lost his mind and murmured in the wound: "It's not Xianglan, it's not Xianglan..., all of you, get out of here."
Xiang Xiaotian was confused by the old man's nagging. He turned around and said to Chen Mengsheng: "Brother, I think this old man is probably out of his mind and crazy. We'd better find another place to go so as not to scare this old man."
If you die, you can just find a sheltered place for the night, or even if it's not possible, you can find a bridge."
It didn't matter to Chen Mengsheng sleeping on the street, but he didn't want Shangguan Yanran to suffer the same. He waved his hand and said: "Old man, we only want to stay for one night in the middle of the night. We will leave tomorrow, so please make it convenient for me."
The old man said indifferently: "The inn here is no longer open for business. You can leave." As soon as he finished speaking, he closed the wooden grille on the door.
Xiang Xiaotian cursed angrily: "What a bastard! It's not like I don't give him money. How can there be anyone in the world who does this kind of business?"
"Brother Xiang, I think that uncle seems to have an unspeakable secret. When he called me Xianglan just now, his expression was strange and unpretentious. Senior brother, why don't we go in and investigate to see what's going on?" Shangguan Yanran looked at it.
Look at the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate.
Before Chen Mengsheng could speak, Xiang Xiaotian continued: "Girl, what a good idea. We have nothing to do anyway, so we should go in and explore. If this is a black shop, we will burn it down, which can be regarded as justice for God.
." Xiang Xiaotian took two steps back, put a strong force on his feet, rushed forward, stepped on the stone lion in front of the door, grabbed the wall with his hands, and jumped into the inn's courtyard wall.
Shangguan Yanran smiled playfully and said: "Senior brother, you invite me first."
Chen Mengsheng shook his head and sighed: "The three of us are actually like Xiao Xiaoxiao, alas!"
Shangguan Yanran chuckled and followed Chen Mengsheng into the Gujia Inn. The smell of smoke from burning paper floated inside the inn's courtyard wall. The two-story inn was pitch black without a single light, and the silence was so terrifying that it made people tremble.
Xiang Xiaotian said in a low voice: "Brother, how come the old man is so good at martial arts that he has disappeared and there is no light in the room. This inn is probably a shady shop."
Chen Mengsheng looked around and said: "It doesn't look like a black shop, it should be a ghost shop. Brother, look at the smoke from the burning paper money on the corner here. Today is neither the half-month nor the Holy Ghost Festival, so we are burning paper money in the middle of the night."
It’s really against common sense.”
Xiang Xiaotian walked to the corner and knelt down to explore it with his hands: "Brother, it's really unusual. There are some grass spike paper charms scattered along the corner. What does the old man want to do?"
Chen Mengsheng flicked the paper talisman on the ground with his fingers and said: "These are the guide flags and the soul-calling talisman. Judging from this, the person who placed the talisman wanted to attract ghosts and summon souls. Moreover, each talisman is different and should attract more than 100 souls.
A person who doesn’t know what the purpose of the person who placed the talisman is?"
Shangguan Yanran asked: "Senior brother, there are indeed people at the entrance of the ghost shop who use the red light to guide the souls to awaken the dead. My father has told me before that common people use this method to summon souls, but I don't know the results.
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Xiang Xiaotian pulled up the squatting Chen Mengsheng and said without boredom: "It doesn't matter whether it is a ghost shop or a black shop. Let's go in and find out. If he is a disaster, we will take him away."
Chen Mengsheng pressed his hand against the palm of the wooden door and pushed hard. The door's squeaky and painful door hinge was slowly pushed open, and a strong musty smell rushed towards him. There was no one visible inside the room, but the three people could still see in the darkness.
The furnishings in the house. There was a layer of dust on the long tent table, and spider webs were hanging in every corner. There were three or four overturned tables, chairs, and benches in the house, and pots and pans were scattered all over the floor.
Chen Mengsheng frowned and said, "Look, there was a catastrophe here not long ago. Let's go upstairs and have a look." Xiang Xiaotian and Shangguan Yanran couldn't help being surprised, and followed Chen Mengsheng up the creaking wooden stairs.
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After reaching the second floor by the wooden ladder, they saw four small rooms divided into squares. As soon as Chen Mengsheng opened the door of the room closest to the wooden ladder, he heard a sneer of "hehehehe" coming from inside...
With a loud shout, Xiang Xiaotian took off the Overlord bow on his back and drew the arrow. He pointed the sharp arrow straight at the corner of the room behind the door and shouted: "Are you a human or a ghost? How dare you scare Uncle Xiang here!"
Chen Mengsheng reached forward and pressed down Xiang Xiaotian's Overlord Bow and said: "Brother, don't be reckless, there is a human being inside."
There was a burst of light behind the three people. The old man whom I had seen outside the inn before was holding an oil lamp and cursing: "Why are you three again? Who asked you to come in? Get out of here, get out of here."
welcome."
Shangguan Yanran finally saw clearly through the light of the old man's oil lamp that a woman of about forty years old was sitting in the corner of the room. She looked like a wood carving and clay sculpture. Her eyes were dull and her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were filthy. Except for the occasional woman,
He would sneer a few times, but there would be no reaction at all.
Chen Mengsheng stepped forward and bowed: "Old man, we have absolutely no ill intentions and only came in to find out because we were deceived by the soul-calling talisman of the guide flag in your courtyard. Please don't blame me."
After hearing this, the old man became even more furious and cursed: "What are you looking at? Have you seen enough? It's all you cultivators who have ruined my good family!"
Xiang Xiaotian stared and said: "Old man, what are you talking about? How could we destroy your home if we are strangers?"
The old man shivered with anger at Xiang Xiaotian's words. He raised the oil lamp in his hand and threw it at Xiang Xiaotian. The old man was so angry that he regretted after throwing away the oil lamp. The wooden house on the second floor was not even a lamp.
A fragile oil lamp, even a tiny spark can turn the hut into ashes...
It was too late, but it was too soon. Chen Mengsheng rushed forward and used the Thousand Hands Movement of the Great Compassion Divine Curse to catch the burning oil lamp that was still rolling in the air as fast as lightning. The oil in the oil cup was caught by Chen Mengsheng like a magic trick before it even hit the ground.
into the oil cup. Everyone present except the woman in the room was shocked by Chen Mengsheng's enchanting movement. The old man blurted out and asked: "Who are you?"
Xiang Xiaotian said happily: "Haha, the old man has opened your eyes today. My brother and this Shangguan girl are both immortals..."
"Bah!" The old man didn't wait for Xiang Xiaotian to finish what he said. He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm directly towards Xiang Xiaotian's door. He cursed: "It's a god again, I'll fuck you, grandma!"
Xiang Xiaotian lowered his head and dodged, and the thick phlegm passed over his face. Xiang Xiaotian's fiery temper had never experienced such cowardice. He clenched his fists and spit out fire, and jumped forward to hit the old man. Fortunately, Chen Mengsheng held him up.
Stop. Xiang Xiaotian couldn't help shouting: "This old man is unreasonable, brother, please don't hold me back. If I don't teach this old man a lesson today, I really can't swallow this breath. I've already given in to him everywhere. He's better."
You even kicked your nose and slapped your face..."
Shangguan Yanran also came over to persuade: "Brother Xiang, there must be a reason for this uncle." The old man was so stunned by Xiang Xiaotian's roar that he did not dare to speak rudely again.
Chen Mengsheng held up the oil lamp and said politely: "Old man, I don't know why you are treating us like this, but I can tell you that the old woman has the syndrome of being separated from the soul."
The old man said coldly: "Didn't my old woman's illness come from the monks of the Golden Buddha Temple? You two are also practitioners and those monks are like a nest of snakes and rats. Get out of here."
Chen Mengsheng sighed and said: "Huh? It's the Golden Buddha Temple again? It's not difficult for the old man to ask us to leave here. I wonder if I want your wife to return to normal?"
"Humph, you Taoist priests just have a mouth to deceive us! Not only did you deceive the money, but you also deceived my son. The monks from the Golden Buddha Temple will burn him to death in three days..." The old man was so excited that veins popped out all over his head. Chen Mengsheng
He was stunned for a while, muttering something in his mouth and blowing a stream of green air towards the old woman sitting in the corner...
After the old woman in the corner lost her temper, she beat her chest and cried: "Old man, it was us who harmed Miss Xianglan, we are sorry for her..." The old man also ran to the old woman with a grimace on his face, and the two of them were
Hug my head and cry.
The three of them, Chen Mengsheng, were so confused that they were crying. Xiang Xiaotian poked Chen Mengsheng's arm with his eyes and pointed towards the small room opposite. Chen Mengsheng looked in the direction Xiang Xiaotian pointed and saw only that the small room was full of piles.
The largest paper man is as big as a real person, wearing a green satin jacket, thick eyebrows and big eyes, lying quietly among the paper men...
There are only four small rooms on the second floor. The wooden door of the last room is closed tightly and it is not known what is inside. After crying, the old couple hurriedly walked to Chen Mengsheng one after another. The old woman knelt down and begged: "Master, please
Please save my Pandan! My old lady’s life is not worth dying for, but we owe this girl’s life!”
Chen Mengsheng was confused by what the old woman said, so he helped her up and said, "Auntie, what on earth is going on?"
The old man said dejectedly: "This is all my fault. It's my fault. In the end, I killed this girl alive. Even if I lure the souls of the old woman and Miss Xianglan every day, it won't help. It was me who offended the three of them out of sight."
,Master, please follow me..."
Chen Mengsheng followed the old man in a daze to the outside of the last room. The old man opened the door with trembling hands. Chen Mengsheng held up the oil lamp and caught a glimpse of a coffin of red lacquered golden nanmu placed inside...