It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

The two of them left the mountain gate at the last time of the scenic spot, sneezed several times together abruptly, and when they returned to the hotel entrance, they saw that there was a lot of excitement inside.

They found an empty table and ordered food, only then did they have time to look around, they seemed to be all young girls.

Qiaojin went to the bathroom and reached out to open the door. A palm suddenly stretched out from the side, which startled him. He frowned and turned his head to look, surprised.

The phone buzzed on the table, Liang Yueyang's eyes flashed, and he went to the toilet to make a call... Forgot to bring paper?

"Well... Mao Mao is here." Qiao Jin's helpless voice came over, "His whereabouts were leaked by the scalper."

"Isn't it unrecognizable?" Liang Yueyang frowned, "Go back to the house and eat."

Yun Mao sat at the foot of the bed in embarrassment, aggrieved: "The mobile phones have been squeezed out, and there is no time and place to change clothes. The traffic jam is terrible."

Liang Yueyang didn't care about these things: "Why are you here?"

"The production crew was let go by that rich second generation again." Yun Mao pouted, "The director was angry and didn't wait for him, let us shoot, and he was there alone for the rest of the time."

"Then we have to dig in?" Qiao Jin muttered dissatisfiedly, "It must be super-distorted."

"I have to change my clothes." Yun Mao cried, "They rushed up after recognizing the clothes. Fortunately, there are not many people here, and they are all gathered in Jingyi. What are you doing tomorrow?"

Qiao Jin answered: "Your master has found a place, go tomorrow."

"I'll buy you some clothes tonight." Liang Yueyang said lightly, "Don't recruit anyone."

"I promise." Yun Mao stretched out his hand, "I can't recognize it when I change clothes. The leaked photos are all funny clothes. Although the face is not completely changed, the mosaic is also distorted."

It was a bit stuffy at night, Liang Yueyang and Qiao Jin went out together, and it was strange to think that they were shopping for clothes.

Qiao Jin looked at the clothes Liang Yueyang picked out with a strange expression: "He's not a teenage student anymore..."

"this!"

Liang Yueyang frowned: "...it's not pretty."

Then the two each chose one, and Mao Mao happily accepted it, Qiao Jin chose to put it on, and the master chose to fold it up and put it in the backpack.

The next day, when he started the journey early, Yunmao greeted the strange stone excitedly.They half-groped to find the place where the old man suggested.

From the heights, I can only see green everywhere, but when I go down to the depths, I feel that the mountains and rocks are beautiful, the scenery is strange and secluded, the streams on the ground are vertical and horizontal, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

"Will there be beasts?" Yun Mao rubbed his arms, "This place hasn't been developed yet."

The sun dappled the ground.

"I feel it." Qiaojin looked up into the distance, pointing to a place, "There is a fluctuation in that place."

"It's really not hard to find." Liang Yueyang stretched out his hands to catch a palm of the sun, "With a radius of ten miles, the aura is spreading out."

Yun Mao grinned: "Such a large area, could it be that there is something underground?"

"We didn't bring a shovel or anything." Qiao Jin spread his hands, "If it's underground, don't we need to find an excavator?"

"Childish!" Yun Mao fluttered a sideways glance.

The place where the aura is the most tumbling has the most water, and the V-shaped canyon is slightly oppressive. They stopped and started looking around, the birds chirping and the water ding-dong.

"The water here must be cool and delicious." Qiaojin squatted by the water, scooped up a handful of water with his hands, and brought it to his mouth.

A beautiful figure slowly reflected in the clear water.

Qiao Jin flicked the remaining water droplets in his hand, and the figure on the water surface was swayed.

The girl in the water squinted her eyes and tilted her head and smiled. Qiao Jin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously punched into the water.

"Yangyang!!!" Qiao Jin howled miserably, turned to look for someone and felt that it was not good to show his back, so he hurriedly turned back.

The girl in the water just now was already sitting on the shore, only a pair of delicate feet dangling in the water, wearing very old but not worn-out clothes, she looked at Qiao Jin smiling happily, her voice was like a silver bell.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Qiao Jinshun said in his heart, such a beautiful girl would be so cute if she didn't appear in the water.

The girl grinned: "I've been living here, what do you think?"

Liang Yueyang focused on the girl, and pondered for a moment when she walked over: "Spirit?"

"Yeah." The girl smiled cheerfully, put her feet away from the water and stepped on the ground, "I met someone again, I'm so happy, do you want to watch my territory?"

"By the way, my name is He Ziyue." The girl blinked mischievously, "Hurry up, hurry up, you won't be able to keep your head back."

The girl who stood up was wearing a jacket and skirt, the color of light brown and light purple was elegant and luxurious.

"The clothes..." Jokin stroked his chin.

"It's from the Ming Dynasty." Yun Mao interjected, staring intently at the girl walking on tiptoe with her arms outstretched to keep her balance. "She can't be such a long-lived spirit."

Liang Yueyang called her: "Why can't you keep it?"

"Because it's dissipating." The girl stood still, looking up at the sky, as if she was complaining, "It's dissipating every day, and I can't make up for it. It will disappear soon."

Qiao Jin asked Mao Mao from the side: "Why can't it exist for a long time? Aren't many ghosts centuries old?"

"The spirit is different." Mao Mao shook his head, "Ghosts are the energy after death. And the spirit is produced by praying. She lives here alone and has no energy to maintain her existence."

"Maybe there is someone to support it?" Qiao Jin blinked, "Who built a temple for her outside, enough for her to live."

"Maybe... all the gods are panicking with hunger right now." Yun Mao clicked his tongue twice.

The three followed the girl, they crossed streams and stopped on an inconspicuous small mound.

Liang Yueyang stretched out his hand, and under his palm, he could see something like fine sand flowing slowly.

"When were you from?" Liang Yueyang clenched his fists, this aura was translucent but filled with ashes.

The girl hopped around like a jogger on the mound: "Chongzhen 17th year."

"...Impossible." Yun Mao subconsciously retorted, "It's been more than 300 years."

"Really?" The girl narrowed her eyes and squeezed her cheeks embarrassedly, "I haven't counted."

With her jumping steps, it seemed that something passed through her body, light and soft, making people feel powerless for a moment.

Then, the pupils of the three dilated simultaneously, looking at the new world that appeared in front of them.

In the stretching canyon, a magnificent small city appeared, and the city walls that caught the eye were all made of large city bricks.

He Ziyue bounced into the city gate. Inside the city gate, there were two or three brick buildings first, followed by wooden buildings, decorated with many yellow, green and blue glazed tiles. Although they looked very dilapidated, they were You can see the prosperity of the past.

"You are guarding this city?" Liang Yueyang's eyes were full of shock. For such a big city, as Mao Mao said, what is she relying on?This is not something that can be supported by simple offerings.

He Ziyue nodded, with a smile still on her face: "Yes, my existence is to guard it... I feel like I'm about to leave, so I'll pull you in to have a look."

"Are you going to disappear?" Qiao Jin frowned, "Who is your supporter?"

"Suppliers?" He Ziyue put her small hands on her head and thought for a while, "I don't know, they used to be villagers, but they all died later."

Yun Mao murmured: "That's right, who can live for hundreds of years."

After the wooden buildings, there is a chaotic cottage area. Judging by the proportion, 90.00% of them are still villagers. The city at first sight is very confusing.

"Is this just a village?" Liang Yueyang wondered, "Why did you build a city gate to confuse others?"

"War." He Ziyue stared at her round eyes, "Of course the city gate is easy to use, otherwise it would be occupied soon."

"The last years of the Ming Dynasty, the last years." Qiao Jin reminded.

"I'll show you my house." He Ziyue happily ran towards the village gathering place, and she entered a thatched cottage, "I've always lived here."

The house looks extremely simple.He Ziyue kept calling them in.

Liang Yueyang didn't hesitate, but stepped in cautiously, and Qiao Jin followed.

An ordinary house, but the moment you step into it, you can feel a kind of ultimate tranquility.All the surrounding noises seemed to be suppressed, and within a second, Qiao Jin could hear the flow of blood in his body, the beating of his pulse, and the rolling of his Adam's apple.

Those subtle sounds of the body itself that would never be noticed at ordinary times, at this moment, are amplified infinitely.

"Why are you so stunned?" He Ziyue looked at them strangely.

With the impact of the sound outside his body, Qiao Jin felt that his blood vessels exploded almost instantly, and the beating of his heart also paused strangely. Out of his protective instinct, he quickly took two steps back. The noise outside his body immediately invaded his body gently, and he couldn't help it. Holding on to the base of the wall, he began to retch.

Liang Yueyang also backed out quickly. He reacted better than Qiao Jin, but his face was also pale.

After vomiting for a long time, Qiao Jin found that he hadn't vomited anything. It should be that his heart was attacked and his body reacted to stress.

"Fuck, this room is a murderous weapon." Qiaojin leaned limply against the dirt wall, "Noise has never been so intimate."

He Ziyue carefully stood on the threshold and looked at Qiao Jin.

"The house of the spirit is not suitable for people." Liang Yueyang explained slowly, "You are very pure."

"Okay." He Ziyue puffed up her cheeks unhappily, and she didn't want to walk any more, she floated tremblingly, "Then do you want to see my bookstore?"

"Can I see the flowers in your territory?" Liang Yueyang looked softly.

He Ziyue's eyes lit up instantly: "Okay, I've grown a lot of flowers, but it's not the flowering season now, so what to see?"

"Is there any other flowers?" Since the spirit is very pure, Yun Mao asked directly.