The days of being a writer in a different world

Hanging upside down on the shoulders of other "people", bumping all the way, dizzy, fine branches slid across the face from time to time, and from time to time smelled a strong smell like rotten fish and shrimp after being composted for a few days, That feeling... Cheng Chen couldn't help but vomit heartily.

The robber was too fast and powerful, and his two "claws" were firmly stuck on his thigh like steel hoops, and he couldn't even move. Alan and the others made a tracking mark.

In a blink of an eye, Cheng Chen saw Cheng Lang chasing him, but the white-haired, skinny monster under him was basically natural, only with cloth strips hanging from his crotch, who was very familiar with the terrain, turning eastward and westward towards the distant place. The weird and ridiculous Goutou Mountain run wildly.

Cheng Chen wanted to shout, but his throat was choked with the churning filth, and the dizziness and jolting prevented him from opening his mouth at all. He managed to spit it out. There was no longer a road of dead leaves in front of him. It was suddenly dark, and the monster was carrying him. Jumped into a bottomless pit.

He couldn't get out of that cry, and the sense of weightlessness brought about by the rapid fall completely overwhelmed him, "Bang!" His head hit the wall of the cave hard during the rapid fall, and he fainted immediately before he could think of anything past.The final destination is a dense dark cave, with the faint sky shining through the distant sky, and soon, the whole world is dark, leaving only the stench that is getting stronger and stronger at the end of the nose.

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Supervisor Yu kept wiping away the sweat that seemed to last forever.If it was because of the Taoist temple that a town-level scribe was lost, one would know what would happen to him as a supervisor. Even if the Taoist temple could take advantage of it to escape, he, a little fat sheep, would inevitably be thrown out to take the blame.

He tried his best to think about the corners where there might be problems, and in case of luck, maybe it was some enemy of the master who was seeking revenge?But this person, after all, was lost on the ground in his view, and the host is wandering outside, so the one who can take the blame is himself.

"If you conceal anything, you can't bear the consequences! What happened to Goutou Mountain? Is there any tunnel mechanism under the dead tree?" Jiang Shicheng stared at Yu Laodao, not letting go of his expression.

Yi Qing led the search team and military dogs, and searched nervously in different areas overnight. The 24 hours after the disappearance are prime time, and there is no room for a moment to be wasted.

Intimidated by Jiang Shicheng, Yu Laodao was not a strong character in the first place, otherwise he would not be able to handle his "beauty trick", and immediately dumped beans on what he knew and heard, maybe Everything about it was said.

"...that mountain bun looks like a dog's head, but it's actually called 'dog's head'." Yu Jianyuan swallowed his saliva, and said quickly, "You all know that this view is derived from the branch of the Heavenly Master. In fact, it’s also a gold-plated face, the ancestors of the ancestors were born in Maoshan, and it was only at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty that the Hedao was merged. Because my sect’s Taoism is better than, this, this..." Yu Laodao squeaked at this point, his eyes drifted .

"Don't talk nonsense, pick up something useful and talk about it!" Jiang Shicheng glared at the table again, bang!With a loud bang, the table shook.This old man doesn't know what is important and what is important, and he still swallows half a sentence about what happened hundreds of years ago, he simply doesn't know what it means.

Old Daoist Yu was so startled that he almost jumped up, and he said it all when he was bald: "My sect is good at subduing demons, dual cultivation, and raising corpses!"

Jiang Shicheng frowned. He didn't think Jiang Mo, Shuangxiu had anything to do with this hijacking incident, and it wouldn't make Mr. Yu dare to speak out, but... raising corpses!

He was so startled that his scalp was numb, and he woke up suddenly, what is the "dog's head hole"? In the early days of the constitutional establishment of this dynasty, a folk Fengshui master hand-copied the "Secrets of Identifying Dragons", which recorded a pile of corpses.Because the book was weird and fierce, it was not allowed to be republished publicly. He had also seen it by chance when he was handling a case in the National Security Bureau. The content of the book was so special that he was impressed after only a few glances.

"You 'dog heads' have a 'corpse farm' under the mountain?! You are so bold and lawless!" Jiang Shicheng was so angry that his face was livid, thinking of the hijacker who ran strangely, with gray and white hair, rancid and unpleasant, and looked like a human being. It didn't look like a human being, and it was so frightened that the soul floated out of its mouth.

He trembled and asked with the last glimmer of hope: "The one who hijacked Mr. Cheng today, what is that thing?! You really raised it..."

"No no no no!" Yu Laodao looked anxious, shaking his head like a drum, and waving his hands, "This is the 'auspicious place' chosen by the ancestors thousands of years ago, and 49 ginkgo trees were specially planted Lin, borrowed the Seven Star Nail Soul Formation to suppress Yin spirits, and people and ghosts will not disturb them. After being sent to join the Tao, my sect was not very popular in Tianshi Tao. Ground, re-establish the concept of Lipai.

But in my opinion, since the establishment of the Constitution and the establishment of a new dynasty, that piece of land has not been touched for many years, let alone a dead body.These sayings and taboos are just passed down from generation to generation, just like those Taoism spells, which have been passed down, what is the reality, what is the age, this, this is really no one will know.Absolutely no, no zombies like that! "

Jiang Shicheng looked at Mr. Yu sweating profusely. Although his expression was anxious, panicked and aggrieved, he really couldn't see any guilt. Is it because his acting skills are too good, or is he really ignorant?Thinking back on it now, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a living person.

"Did your patriarchs dig some kind of tunnel mechanism in the corpse underground?"

"Perhaps there isn't one? In the existing records in the temple, there are only a few vague mentions of the 'dog's head point' which is beneficial to nourishing corpses, and it is easy to get white and stiff. There is no record of the crypt. If you really know the secrets and weirdness, you will kill the old man." You guys, don’t dare to open a scenic spot here for tourists to watch! There hasn’t been anything strange for hundreds of years, at most it’s a little taboo, and tourists are not allowed to get too close to that piece of land.”

Yu Laodao is not very sure, anyway, from his ancestor, to his master, to himself, he has never encountered any strange things in that land, and whoever wants to have a distinguished guest just now will be so unlucky.

Thinking of the record in Guanzhong Daoshu "...it's easy to get white and stiff", the old Taoist hissed and took a deep breath, shaking his teeth and quietly raised his head, just bumping into Jiang Shicheng's angry red eyes.

"White stiff!" Jiang Shicheng asked finally, "Seven Stars Nailed Soul Formation, Qiqi 49 ginkgo trees, now there are only 48 trees left. When will the tallest one be?" Dry?!"

"Yes, it was my master who withered at that time. It must have been four or fifty years?" Hearing Jiang Shicheng's question, Yu Laodao's mind went blank, yes!The eyes are dead, if there is really something under it, then, then...

Feeding the white stiff for 50 years!The old Taoist only felt the blood rushing into his eyeballs, and the veins throbbing, it's over, it's over!This unlucky master is as doomed as his even more unlucky Taoist Prison Academy!

"Mobilize excavators, underground exploration instruments, recruit experts from nearby universities, research institutes, and departments of archaeology and geology, immediately!" Jiang Shicheng paled, took out the walkie-talkie, and kept assigning tasks, and finally pointed to Yu Laodao's Face, without saying a word, turned and walked away.

"Put him here and be on standby at any time. When will you find Master An, and when will you let him go!"

The door was closed, and Yu Laodao looked at the reception room of his Taoist temple with a bitter face, and turned his head into his own confinement room, so he could only sit down with a sad face.

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The moment the foul-smelling monster appeared, Cheng Lang pulled out the dagger he was carrying with him, and jumped on it—since the accident happened at the Yue Clan Festival, he quietly put away the dagger that cut Cheng Chen's arm , wear it close to your body, and always be alert to yourself, it is you who did not protect your little meat bag!

As fast as lightning, the knife pierced the white-haired humanoid monster's shoulder, but it slid away with a muffled sound of metal and stone hitting each other.The monster roared and kicked out suddenly. Cheng Lang was caught off guard and rolled to avoid it. When he stood up immediately, the monster had already run away with the person on its back.

Burning with anxiety, his internal organs felt as if they were being boiled in a hot pan, and he lost his little meat bun.

Fortunately, that stench, the stench of rotting souls, left traces everywhere it went.That monster might have a certain amount of wisdom, it knew that it was lurking in the downwind place, so that it failed to notice its existence at the first time.

Cheng Lang's thinking seems to be divided into two halves, one half regrets pain and is more angry, and the other half maintains complete reason, analyzes the route of pursuit without emotion, controls his behavior, and chooses the most effortless, direct and Quick action.

Gradually approaching, the gray-white figure swayed under the scorched ancient ginkgo tree, and suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Lang's heart tightened, and he ran as fast as he could, and within a few seconds, he ran under the tree, but there was no one left.

His body trembled slightly, and a thought in his mind was analyzing coldly. There was no cover in the surrounding [-] square meters, and there were no traces on the trees. It was impossible to suddenly accelerate and escape at the speed of "it", so the only way...

Cheng Lang rushed forward, staring at the ground.

Compared with the dense forest, this piece of ground looks a bit dusty due to the existence of dead trees and not many fallen leaves. Weeds and rotting leaves are thinly spread on the soil.Cheng Lang squatted down and looked at it inch by inch.As if a century had passed, and it seemed that it was just a few seconds, his green eyes were fixed on one place.

……it's here!

There is a small rock on the east side of the dead tree. The soil at the foot of the rock has loosened in a half-meter-long line. Under the cover of weeds, it is really hard to detect the difference unless you look closely.

Cheng Lang half-kneeled in front of the rock and pushed hard, but the rock stood still.He stomped his feet fiercely, leaving a shallow big footprint on the mud layer, but there were no gaps.The touch under his feet told him that there was a solid rock underneath.

Cheng Lang stood up, held his breath and concentrated, gathering all the soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his green eyes shone with a strange light.What kind of mechanism traps, one force will drop ten meetings!Before absolute energy, these—all are like powder.

White spiritual flames "ignited" around him, and the turquoise flame tail merged into a wolf with its fangs exposed.The green spirit wolf suddenly pounced and plunged into the crevice of the rock.

There was a bang in Cheng Lang's mind, and an underground composition outlined by green spiritual flames slowly unfolded.Tens of meters deep underground, a warm golden light of the soul danced gently...Suddenly, it disappeared.

Cheng Chen!

Cheng Lang didn't care to take a closer look, lying on the ground, along the gap outlined by the spiritual flame, and transported the power of the soul to his hands, ho!With a low shout, the huge bluestone underground was forcefully pried open a big crack.Without hesitation, he jumped down and jumped into the dangerous and unpredictable deep hole.

The gap that was barely opened on the surface creaked for a moment, and then slowly closed again.

It was only a few minutes from when Cheng Lang followed closely to when he jumped into the hole and the rabbits rose and falcons fell.

The sound of people gradually arrived, and the guards rushed over, but all the monsters disappeared.