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Chapter 672 West City Viewing Lake

To the west of the capital, if you enter from the far gate, go straight no more than 100 meters and there will be a restaurant that will be demolished.

The signboard of this restaurant has long been forgotten, but this building has a long history and existed as early as the previous dynasty.

During this period, the owner changed several times and the name of the restaurant changed again and again, but the restaurant was never able to be run.

The main reason is that most of the people coming from the west of the city come from the wild lands of the west. Unlike the people in the prosperous lands in the southeast, their lives are relatively poor, so there are few customers in restaurants.

But more people are willing to believe that the feng shui here is not good.

The restaurant has been in dilapidated condition for hundreds of years, and the last owner no longer wanted it.

Now it's the court's turn to take it back, demolish the buildings and rebuild.

There are not many diners here, but it has a group of regular listeners.

Because the stories told by storytellers here are different from anywhere else.

What he was telling was the story of an artificial pond across the street from the restaurant.

He said that there are countless evil ghosts and endless ghosts hidden under the lake on the other side.

No one believed his story, but everything he told was extremely true, so it attracted many people to listen.

Now the restaurant is gone and the storyteller is gone, leaving only a few old listeners gathered together, sitting on the shore of the artificial lake and recalling the stories he told.

Several middle-aged men gathered together and talked, and a group of people walked next to them. Their clothes and accessories were all that of people in the martial arts world, and there were long swords on each waist. But the clothes were not distinctive, and it was hard to tell what they were.

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However, the dozen or so people in this team are all women, and Xia Shang will definitely recognize a few familiar faces here.

Yueru, Sun Rou, Lanzhi...

When Xia Shang returned from Shuiyue Villa, the three friends who escorted him were all in the team, but they were not wearing the pink and white clothes of Shuiyue Villa, and they looked much simpler.

"The capital is worthy of being a capital. How can these high-rise buildings compare to the small buildings in the water towns in the Jiangnan area?"

"Senior sister, have you been to the capital before? Are everyone in the capital very rich?"

The junior sisters behind him looked left and right curiously, and kept asking questions.

Yueru kept her cold face as usual and shouted: "Stop chattering and forgetting what we came for?"

"Senior sister, Madam's mission cannot be completed in a day or two. You see, we have been walking for so long, how about taking a rest?"

Yue Ru thought about it. On their first day in the capital, in order not to attract other people's attention, they abandoned their horses and walked to the posthouse outside the capital, and then chose the west side of the city where the search was the most relaxed. The journey was indeed not short.

Seeing many people sitting by the artificial viewing lake ahead, he pointed there: "Have a rest at the lake ahead."

Upon hearing this, the girls cheered, but Yueru glared at them again, and everyone fell silent.

When they sat down by the viewing lake, Sun Rou and several female disciples noticed that the crowd around them seemed to be discussing something intensely, so they curiously walked over and heard someone talking to a child.

"Little baby, this lake is not for children to come to at will. Be careful and let the water ghosts in the lake catch you."

When the little baby heard this, he screamed in fright and ran away.

Everyone laughed when they saw it, but Sun Rou was not angry and whispered: "A group of grown men hummed nonsense to scare children, they are really shameless."

When everyone saw Sun Rou, they found that she had an extraordinary appearance. Some people wanted to get close to her, but they stopped thinking when they saw the sword on her waist.

Only an older and middle-aged man stepped forward to explain: "We are not trying to scare the children. This is the truth, but only a few people can believe it. This is not a good place, so we cannot stay here for a long time. The girl is a stranger, so we should hurry up."

Good place to leave.”

What this person said was mysterious, which made Sun Rou's fellow junior sister feel dissatisfied and asked proudly: "What's the matter? Isn't there really a water ghost under this lake?"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "Maybe there are water ghosts. We also heard from the older generation. Fifty years ago, this place was not a lake, but a huge and mysterious unknown mansion. There was no plaque on the upper floor.

, there is only a stone tablet at the door, with a sentence engraved on it, "No one can approach, and ghosts dare not come out." When this mansion was there, the west gate was shrouded in gloom all year round. Everyone who lived around knew that there were often

The howls of ghosts and wolves came from the mansion, like ghosts from hell, making no one dare to approach.

What's even more frightening is that everyone who comes in and out of this mansion has a ghost face, which may look like an ox, a horse, a tiger, or a dragon. The old man said that this place where the innocent souls gather is filled with the smell of blood all year round.

It has been lingering for ten years. So it is not unusual for this place to be haunted. For some unknown reason, the mansion here was demolished and rebuilt into a lake. Even now, weird things still happen at the bottom of the lake."

"People should not approach, ghosts dare not come out..." Sun Rou muttered in a low voice, looking back at the lotus flowers and the white geese playing in the lake behind her, and at the beautiful scene of dragonflies dotted in the rippling water and colorful butterflies flying.

But my heart felt inexplicably tight, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"Senior sister, let's go, don't listen to his nonsense, it's so outrageous."

Several girls returned to the lake and found a place to sit casually.

After a while of calmness, Sun Rou looked at the lake a little distracted.

The sun is shining brightly at this moment, with a cool breeze blowing on my face, echoing the thriving beauty of the lake, making it look particularly quiet and beautiful.

The water of the lake is clear, and the bottom of the lake is vaguely visible. There are many koi in the lake, and the water splash reflects Sun Rou's pretty face.

"Sister, do you think there are really ghosts in this world?"

Suddenly, a junior sister came over and asked casually.

This simple sentence startled Sun Rou, and a lot of sweat broke out on her forehead. When the junior sister next to her saw it, she asked in confusion: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing... don't listen to those people's nonsense. How can there be ghosts in this world?"

As she said that, Sun Rou continued to look at the lake, looking through the lake at the clear bottom of the lake...

Suddenly, Sun Rou felt the bottom of the water shake, and a layer of faint ripples spread in the lake...

Not only Sun Rou felt this way, everyone at the lakeside was stunned.

"what happened?"

"Did you feel that the ground shook?"

"It's not the ground, it's the bottom of the lake!"

"No...it can't be...is it really haunted?"

As soon as it was said to be haunted, everyone's hair stood up.

Yueru also stood up, looked at the bottom of the lake warily, and whispered: "This place is a little weird, I'd better leave quickly."

So, the group of people hurriedly left the lake.

At this moment, in the unknown underground prison, a gray-haired old man took back his palm that fell on the iron plate.

Green smoke was lingering on the iron plate. When the old man retracted his palm, he saw that there was already a deep palm print on the iron plate.

The people gathered around the dark underground all looked horrified, holding on to the iron-wrapped wall.

The palm of the leader of the Iron Arm Division almost shook the entire dungeon. How much power does it take to do this? (To be continued)


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