The fat man was on the top of the highest Tiangong, looking at the dark valley below. He felt that the tiles under his feet were extremely slippery, and he felt timid. When he heard my question, he casually replied: "What's weird, it's just a tension in my head."
There was a piece of human skin, and there was a fake one, it was a hood. I blocked my ears, so I couldn’t hear the ghost’s laughter. So just as you said, I grabbed the human skin hood and set fire to the hood and clothes.
A bright one.
I wondered: Why was there just heavy makeup on the human skin hood? Where did that ghost’s shrill laughter come from? Could there be a ghost attached to that witch costume?
The fat man chewed his back molars and whispered to me: "Look, you're not close. The human leather hood has a white background and red lips, and it's not too different from the face of a dead person. Now that I think about it, I still feel a big muscle in my calf."
If there weren't any more ghosts, how could I still have the life to tell you about that ghostly laughter at this time? I think it's probably because there are a few holes in the human skin hood, and when the breeze blows from the top of the temple, the whole temple is covered with laughter.
It's a big nanmu tree that can calm the sound of dragons, so we are probably on the wrong foot, so you don't have to think wildly and be suspicious.
After listening to the story and reasons told by the fat man, I was noncommittal for a moment and fell into silence. I thought to myself: This fat man is always confused and confused when talking, even though I watched him burn the witch clothes.
, but we can’t rest assured that the sharp laughter of the evil ghost can make people’s hair grow a layer of frost. There are also strange rumors in Xinjiang Devil City, but there is no such powerful evidence. The clothes and human skin hoods are by no means that simple. Now we are
In a dangerous place, you need to be cautious in everything. Only by giving it another try can you feel at ease. Don't make another careless decision that will lead to regrets.
I was worried that the fat man was possessed by a evil spirit, so I was going to try something to ward off evil spirits on him. At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and it was about to fall behind the mountains in the west. It was only at this moment that I could take action.
If the fat man is really possessed by a ghost, he can tell immediately by using glutinous rice that can draw out the ghost's energy and corpse poison. However, if I do it directly, it will inevitably appear that I can't trust my brother, and if there is really a ghost, a head-on conflict will not be good for me.
He might injure the fat man, so he had to go behind him first and wait for the opportunity.
I turned the plan over in my mind three times, then put down the equipment I was inspecting, stood up from the top of Tiangong Glaze, pretended to stretch, flexed my muscles, and walked around behind the fat man.
Unexpectedly, this seemed a bit artificial, and Fatty didn't notice it. She was munching on chocolate to satisfy her hunger, but it seemed that something was wrong with me. She immediately asked me: Why are you so crazy, Old Hu? It's not sooner or later, why are you doing this?
Stretch your muscles. The glazed tiles are slippery, so be careful.
I winked at Lian and asked her not to speak. I thought: You are usually very clever with ghosts, but why are you so clueless today? Although you don’t believe in ghosts and only believe in God, in a while, you will probably see my nonsense.
Someone is so good at predicting things that you will be so impressed by him.
Although I don’t understand why I wink at her, I still see the opportunity.
But the fat man stuffed his mouth full of chocolate and beef jerky, turned to look at me, and asked in an unruly manner: Commander Hu, did you twist your waist when you fell from the wooden beam? Let me tell you, we all did the same.
You are now in your thirties, and you have to take your time in everything as you did before. Go back and ask the blind man to give you a massage, not to mention that the blind man’s skills are really good. Last time, I was so tired.
I quickly said to the fat man: Is thirty-year-old still very old? Don’t forget that revolutionaries are always young. Besides, I am not ducking down at all, but I am at the top of the Heavenly Palace, condescendingly viewing the beauty of the motherland.
The great rivers and mountains are surging in my heart, so I stood up deliberately and wanted to write a poem as a souvenir.
The fat man burst out laughing and spit out all the food in his mouth: "Commander Hu, please don't mess with us. You are the only one who knows those two words and can still recite poems. Take a rest now and keep your spirits up. It will take a while."
We still have to go down to the Xuan Palace to touch the light weapon.
I saw that the fat man's expression was normal, and he didn't seem to be possessed by a ghost. I thought it would be best if there were no ghosts. If there was a ghost, I would have to join her in a triple union. I was really not sure that I could deal with the ghost in red, but since I had already stood up.
, it is better to act according to the pre-calculated plan, and having an extra layer of insurance has no disadvantages in the end.
So while talking nonsense, he stepped on the glazed tiles and walked around behind the fat man: Commander Wang, don't look at new problems with the old eyes. Many great poets in ancient times were also illiterate and idle people. Didn't they still leave many good verses for the ages? I admit that when I was a child
I don’t love studying as much as you do, because at that time I was only busy responding to calls and caring about national affairs every day. However, my love for the great mountains and rivers of my motherland is not inferior to yours at all.
As I spoke, I walked around behind the fat man. I still kept talking, but I already took a large handful of glutinous rice from the carrying bag. These glutinous rice were bought last year, so they were a little older, and the beige color was a bit old, but
The glutinous rice is timid and has the ability to ward off corpses, drive away ghosts, and overcome evil spirits. Expired glutinous rice can still be used.
I immediately scattered this big handful of glutinous rice from behind the fat man like a goddess scattering flowers. The fat man was sitting and talking to me. Unexpectedly, a large amount of glutinous rice was suddenly poured from behind. He was startled and turned around to ask me:
You've eaten too much to hold yourself up, aren't you talking about reciting poems? Why are you spreading rice and trying to catch birds to find out what the air quality is like in the ancient cemetery?
He was also looking at me with strange eyes. Seeing that Nuomi didn't hit anything bad from Fatty, I had to explain: I originally thought of a few high-sounding words, which are also eternal quatrains, but suddenly I remembered Little Fatty.
I just touched the human skin hood. The dead skin of the Han Dynasty must have a strong yin energy, so it drove away the bad luck for him. However, according to the rules passed down by the old people, this cannot be done in advance. It must be done without you knowing.
, after clearing this ancient bad luck, you will definitely be promoted and make great achievements in the future. You see, for the sake of your future, I have forgotten several of my quatrains that will last forever.
I thought about it but couldn't remember it. His grandma was so stupid that she had no inspiration.
I made up some random reasons to temporarily put aside the fat man's questions. I didn't know if they would accept it. Just as I continued to justify myself, I suddenly pointed at the sky and said to us: Look at the clouds in the sky, how strange they are.
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The fat man looked up and was amazed: Commander Hu, could it be that the Dragon King has spread his wings?
I saw a long and thick black cloud stretching out from the still bright sky beside the mountain, like a black dragon hanging in the sky, and it seemed like a black Milky Way hanging in the sky, gradually sinking into the mountains.
The dark sky merged into one, immediately casting a shadow over the heavenly palace dragon halo in the valley.
Usually in places with fresh air in the wild, or on high mountains with thin air, whenever night falls, if there are few clouds in the air, you can see the bright Milky Way. However, compared with the Milky Way in the starry sky, it is shrouded above us at this moment.
The black river above seems very ominous, full of gloomy atmosphere. The mausoleum area in the valley is already quiet, and now it is even darker and quieter. It seems that we are already in a gloomy and dark underground palace.
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I said to Fatty He: This kind of celestial phenomenon has been recorded in ancient Feng Shui. The black air between the sky and the Han Dynasty is connected. This celestial sign is called the black pig crossing the Tianhe River. In the secret art of the stars, it is called the rainy weather, and the green bamboo earth air
In the treatise, it is said that when black bamboo crosses the river, there must be an ancient corpse worshiping it, so the corpse energy will shift from yin to yang, covering the stars and the moon.
The fat man didn't understand what he meant and asked me: "So it's not a good sign. Is it Yu Hou or Corpse Qi? What is Yu Hou? But it wants to block our way of making money."
I said to the fat man: "Rain Hou" refers to the surge of floods. We rushed forward and then made mistakes. Tonight we are going to destroy the tomb of King Xian, and we encountered this rare celestial phenomenon that has not happened in a century. I wonder if this is related to King Xian changing the pattern of the earth's veins.
Perhaps this kind of phenomenon has often occurred here in the past few years. This heavy rain will not come out, and sooner or later it will cause a big change. Maybe not long after, this Worm Valley Heavenly Palace will be swallowed up by a huge flash flood.
, let’s go down to the pool immediately without further delay.
While they were talking, the sky had turned into a black pot, and they could not see their fingers. The three people quickly turned on the spotlights on their mountaineering helmets, and then there was some light. They slightly distributed the equipment and equipment, and still placed the weapons and explosives that were afraid of water.
In my backpack, I lowered the rope from the side of the temple, found the stone slabs of the plank road, and spiraled down along the way. The road was extremely dark, so I had to walk step by step. Sometimes I encountered broken paths and had to climb vines.
Looking down, the three beams of light seemed insignificant in the boundless darkness. I could barely see my feet clearly, and even the outline of the terrain five or six meters away was difficult to identify.
I don’t know how far I walked down, but it was estimated that no less than two hours had passed. Along the way, I kept seeing some white dead bodies appearing at my feet. They were all evil people who could not adapt to the external environment. I guess the remaining ones had retreated by now.
The cave no longer poses any threat to us.
After two hours of trekking in the dark, we finally reached the end of the plank road at the bottom of the valley. But I guess it was just around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the original sky on the funnel had already entered the darkness together with the rest of the scenery.
In the middle, this black pig crossed the river and came so fast. I suddenly thought that today is July 19th. This is something serious. Book Alliance