Although Xu Long is proud, he doesn't think he can beat Yuan Gong, a serious fairy.

Try not to die if you don't have to.

But before leaving, Xu Long took out a jar of good wine and put it on the ground, and then disappeared.

This is brewed by him using a variety of grains, flowers and fruits, and has been preserved for more than a hundred years.

Nothing special, just delicious.

It not only has the mellow fragrance of grain, but also the fragrance and sweetness of melon and fruit.

Take a sip and enjoy the aftertaste.

He left this altar of wine to show his goodwill to Yuan Gong.

After all, he and Yuan Gong are not enemies, if possible, try to build a good relationship.

……

There is a temple outside Jizhou City called Xuankong Temple.

Because the government has been cracking down on all kinds of deceiving monks and Taoists, these temples have gradually declined.

The Hanging Temple is naturally also included.

Without the tribute money from pilgrims and the support from the government, the temple became more and more difficult to support.

Many monks have left, leaving only two monks, one old and one young.

Because they had no relatives or friends, the two monks planted some fruits, vegetables and food in the temple to barely make ends meet.

Prosperity and decay are opposites, and at the same time a cycle.

Because the Xuankong Temple is far away from Jizhou City and suppressed by the government, less and less people care about it.

Occasionally someone who goes in to pay respects is also the surrounding villagers.

However, I don't know when, a rumor began to spread around.

There are ghosts in the Hanging Temple!

In the beginning, many people just took it as a joke.

After all, demons and ghosts are too far away from ordinary people.And the Xuankong Temple is also the site of the Buddha, so how could there be ghosts?

However, I don't know when, the nightmare began to spread in several surrounding villages.

Many people have had the same nightmare, and even after waking up, they can clearly recall the details.

The news spread more and more widely, and after being informed by the government, they immediately sent people to come.

Sure enough, those officers and soldiers also had nightmares, the same nightmares as the villagers.

As a result, some good practitioners entered the Xuankong Temple to explore.

In the end, there was nothing but an old monk and a young monk.

The arrival of these people did not save the Xuankong Temple, but made the Xuankong Temple even more dilapidated.

But the old monk doesn't care anymore, after a day, he can't take anything with him after he dies anyway.

……

Wan Lai is silent, and the cool wind blows.

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, covering all the surrounding stars.

Park Guochang was walking on the path with doubts on his face.

He is a scholar, a serious scholar.

He has read poetry and books, knows etiquette and knows right from wrong, and has never done anything wrong, so naturally he is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

But for some reason, he feels very guilty now.

Park Guochang seems to have passed by here, but he can't remember it.

At first, he thought he had made a mistake.

But as he continued to move forward, he became more and more certain that he must have been here.

"There was a big rock in front, and a toad was squatting under it. After I moved it away, the toad rushed towards my face."

Pu Guochang murmured, and after walking for a while, he saw a big stone.

After a little hesitation, Park Guochang decided to verify it.

People are always like this, knowing that there will be danger ahead, but still can't control their curiosity.

Even after training, he has become a saint, but he still cannot completely control himself.

He struggled to move the stone away, and sure enough, a toad really jumped on his face.

"what!"

Pu Guochang couldn't help but screamed, and then hurriedly tore the toad off and threw it away.

Sticky, creamy, and very gross.

And probably because of being squeezed, the toad urinated into his mouth.

Very bitter, very astringent, very disgusting.

Park Guochang really wanted to leave here, but his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't even control himself.

Obviously I can do whatever I want, and I clearly remember a lot of things vaguely.

But whenever he wanted to leave, the thought would disappear immediately.

"There is a wild grape ahead, watered with human blood."

Pu Guochang murmured, although he was terrified in his heart, he still found the wild grape and pulled it out.

puff!

A bloody arrow hit the face, making Pu Guochang's face pale.

This wild grape is rooted in the heart of a corpse, and once pulled out, the heart of the corpse will burst.

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