seven relics

The mountain that their brothers and sisters are going to is called Master Guanhai Mountain. It is said that a teacher from the north came from afar and escaped from the world here, lived in a hut, and watched the sea day and night.Along the way, they hurriedly arrived at the Master Village at the foot of the mountain, and they met a middle-aged man with Lian Jiangyue.This middle-aged man is a netizen who posted on the forum about his adventures, and his online name is Zhengdengshan.

Before the meeting, Xing Shan explained to Lian Jiangyue: "I made an agreement with him earlier that we will take us to the place where he met that weird person. I said we are reporters, so don't reveal our secrets then."

When it was time to meet formally, Na Zhengshan felt a little apologetic to the two of them, and said, "I'm afraid I can't accompany you to climb this mountain, and I don't suggest you go up the mountain either."

Xing Shan asked anxiously, "How do you say that?"

Zheng climbed the mountain and said: "My cousin lives in this village. He told me that since I went down the mountain, the mountain has never been peaceful. Some people who go up the mountain to collect herbs and chop firewood don't go up the mountain either."

The three of them were sitting in a small teahouse drinking tea. They lowered their eyebrows and voice when they were climbing the mountain, and continued: "When you go up the mountain, you either step on the big hole dug out, or you are caught by the trap, old Xu Xiaowu from my family went up to the mountain to collect some fungus, but he disappeared for three days, it was a good meal, he was found on the mountainside yesterday, he was caught, hung there for two days and two nights, almost died of thirst.”

Lian Jiangyue said: "Someone set up a trap to hunt animals?"

The master, who is climbing a mountain, pointed to the sea mountain not far away. The mountain is not high, and there are no clouds and mist.He waved his hands, frowning, and said: "It's nothing, I often come here to camp and climb high. The villagers here make a living by fishing. Apart from hares, there are only wild boars on the mountain. We can't afford to mess with wild boars. Provoke, no one has ever set any traps in the mountains."

He sighed: "I used to be able to climb this mountain, but now I can't."

Lian Jiangyue smiled: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch tiger cubs. This is a mountain with a story."

Zhengshan blinked his eyes: "Are you still going?"

Xing Shan also smiled, poured tea for him, and said, "Don't worry, we have our own plans."

Zheng Dengshan persuaded again: "If something happens to you, I will feel very sorry!"

He fumbled in his coat pocket, took out a piece of paper, handed it to Xing Shan, and said, "By the way, I sent a copy of your portrait on WeChat last time, and I said that you reporters are not very good at making up stories. Well, just take this portrait and make up a story, and besides, this is not social news, it’s just a strange story, it’s not worth risking your life, is it?”

What else did Xingshan want to say, Lian Jiangyue held him down, gave him a wink, sat upright, and said to Zhengshan: "I listen to your advice, I think it is really dangerous." He looked at Xingshan, "Then why don't we go home?"

Xingshan accepted the portrait and understood the meaning of Lian Jiangyue. He didn't want to burden Zhengshan with too much psychological burden, so he made a mental struggle and said, "That's fine, thank you too , we will go down the mountain to take a few photos and leave, you can take us to the entrance where you usually go up the mountain."

Hearing the words while climbing the mountain, he relaxed a little, led them to a trail, and said, "Everyone usually walks here when they go up the mountain."

There are some fallen leaves piled up on the path, and a dirt path stepped on by people can barely be seen under the fallen leaves.Xingshan and Lianjiangyue took out their mobile phones to take a few photos, followed Zhengzhang back to the village, and caught up with a bus to the county seat. Halfway, the two slipped out of the car, quietly walked back to Master Village, and got on the bus. The master watches the sea and mountains.

Xing Shan said: "Be careful in everything."

Lian Jiangyue nodded, leaning on the trunk of a spruce tree, jumped onto the top of a nan tree, and Xingshan also climbed the tree. There are many traps on the ground, so the tree is safer.In order to pay attention to whether there are people in the mountain, the two of them only walked through the place not high from the ground.Xingshan is as light as a swallow, climbing branches and stepping on leaves, wherever he goes, it seems like a bird is passing by. Even if he encounters a bird, before the bird reacts, Xingshan disappears.Lian Jiangyue stepped on the dark foothold where the shadow rose in the air, almost volleying in the air, almost silently.In the forest, there are only bursts of tree waves played when the wind passes by and birdsong and warblers singing from time to time.

Lian Jiangyue occasionally got a little close to Xingshan, so she said a few words to him, and he said, "How old do you think Taoist Muzhu is?"

Xingshan showed Lian Jiangyue the portrait that Zheng Climbing gave him, and said: "The man in the portrait is very young, like a Taoist priest."

The portrait is indeed a young man, with willow-leaf eyebrows, Danfeng eyes, lying silkworms under his eyes, two black moles flying from the corner of his right eye, a Taoist bun fixed by a wooden hairpin crookedly on his head, the black hair is loose, faintly evil .

Lian Jiangyue looked at the portrait and was about to speak when her foot stepped on the ground. He hurriedly grabbed a nearby branch, swung his legs back and forth, and jumped up the treetop with his strength. When he looked down, he saw a mass of black Shadow emerged from a pile of fallen leaves and returned to his feet.Xingshan landed on the persimmon tree opposite him, broke a few branches and bundled them into a bundle, and beat them into the pile of fallen leaves. With a snap, several fallen leaves flew up, and a trap firmly clamped the bunch of branches. .

Lian Jiangyue touched the shadow hanging on the branch with pity, and said to Xingshan: "It seems that some people don't want people to go up the mountain."

Xing Shan nodded, looked forward, suddenly his expression became solemn, he skipped over a sara bush without saying a word, and stopped in a bamboo forest.

Lian Jiangyue followed, the bamboo branches were light and slender, his lightness kung fu was still not as good as walking in mountains, he couldn't stand firmly on the branches, so he had to be supported by the shadow, standing on a bamboo tree.Xingshan threw a stone on the ground, and with a bang, a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the deep pit was full of sharply shaved bamboos.

Lian Jiangyue's expression became serious: "Not only do I not want people to go up the mountain, but I also want to kill those who go up the mountain."

Xing Shan added: "Maybe there are still people on the mountain."

There were many traps along the way. Fortunately, the two of them were vigilant and powerful, so they didn't get caught. However, they wandered in the mountains for a long time, and apart from these traps, they didn't see a single person.Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan walked more and more cautiously, their pace became slower, and their observations became more careful. They walked through another bamboo forest, and suddenly there was a mist. The shadow on the soles of Lian Jiangyue's feet flickered, and he heard a voice in his ear Shouted: This mist is poisonous.He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, called Xing Shan, and said: "The fog is poisonous!"

Xingshan also covered his mouth and nose, and the poisonous mist drifted around, covering Lian Jiangyue's sight in an instant. The branch fell, and he hurried over to catch him, and the two fell to the ground. Lian Jiangyue held up the long sword upside down, and looked up, the mist cleared, and among the bamboo trees, one was wearing a gray robe , a man with a Taoist hair bun stood on a boulder covered with moss and looked down at them.

This man is thin-skinned and tender-skinned, young, with two black moles flying out of the corner of his right eye, and has a coquettish face.

Xing Shan stood firm, coughed a few times, covered his mouth, and said softly to Jiangyue, "He is the one in the portrait."

Lian Jiangyue looked at the Taoist priest and asked, "May I ask if Taoist Muzhu is in this mountain?"

The Taoist raised his eyebrows, and his demonic aura grew stronger. He said, "Why are you looking for him?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "There are some things I want to ask him for advice."

The Taoist looked at the long sword in his hand and said, "You came here to cry for the rain?"

Lian Jiangyue and Xing Shan were both surprised, and this surprise was accompanied by some excitement.The Taoist recognized Kui Yu at a glance, and he must know something about this strange sword.Lian Jiangyue took a few steps forward and said, "Do you know this sword?" He said, "Do you know a book called "The Record of Seeing Demons"?"

The Taoist shook his arm, his sleeves fluttered, and his face was full of disdain: "What kind of shit, I haven't heard of it! I don't know!" He looked at Lian Jiangyue with a stern face: "I not only know this sword, I also know that your life is not long."

"What does this mean?" Xing Shan asked hastily.

The Taoist snorted coldly, rolled his eyes, and stood upright with his hands behind his back: "Your shadow will kill you soon."

Lian Jiangyue's heart skipped a beat twice: "Where the hell are you!"

The Taoist continued: "In your shadow there is an evil person full of hatred, and soon you will become as evil and full of hatred as him."

Xing Shan bowed to the Taoist priest and said, "This expert, do you dare to ask if there is any way to crack it?"

Taoist Liu Mei frowned slightly, and there was no lack of sarcasm in his words: "The solution? A joke, how can the shadows of people and people be separated?" At this point, he hesitated, and said: "But..."

Xing Shan said: "But what?"

Lian Jiangyue signaled him to calm down, and said, "Don't worry, this person is really weird..."

Not only did he feel that way, but his shadow seemed to feel the same way, pulling on the foot of Xingshan, as if trying to pull him back, not wanting him to get closer to the Taoist priest.

Xing Shan said: "No matter how weird he is, all he said hits the nail on the head. Isn't the evil person he said just Wuzangtong? Brother, don't you want to break away from him as soon as possible?" Seeing the Taoist priest, he took another two steps forward, and when he reached the bottom of the boulder, he made a big salute and said, "Please give me some pointers!"

The Taoist said: "I have a life and death pen, which can help you, but this pen is not on me now, it is on Zhu Xinmu. If you help me kill him, I can get my pen back, and I will be able to help you." Help you."

Lian Jiangyue said: "Does the Zhu Xinmu you want to kill look exactly like you? Is he your twin brother?"

The Taoist said: "Since you already know what he looks like, well, come with me."

He jumped off the rock and went around behind the rock.Xing Shan hurriedly followed, although Lian Jiangyue was a little hesitant, she still followed.

The Taoist led them to a thatched hut, pointed at the already dark sky, and said, "It's a coincidence that you came here."

He entered the hut, Xing Shan and Lian Jiangyue also entered the house.There is only a wooden table, a wooden bed and a bamboo cricket cage hanging from the entire ceiling in the thatched cottage.There were no crickets in the cage.

A golden afterglow fell on the wooden bed.

The Taoist pointed to the wooden bed and said, "Hide in the house, and when the sun goes down completely, Zhuxinmu will come back, and you will kill him."

Xingshan looked around: "This...where are we going to hide?"

Lian Jiangyue looked at him: "Do you really want to promise him to help him kill someone?"

Xing Shan was stunned and fell into silence. He was a little anxious, and when he heard that there was a way to help Lian Jiangyue, he ignored it.

The Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "On the beam!"

The afterglow shortened a bit, and the shadows of the three elongated a bit.Lian Jiangyue said in a deep voice: "If we kill him, you got the pen, but you won't help me?" He also said: "Besides, killing people is not a casual thing."

The Taoist yawned, sat on the wooden bed, and said nonchalantly, "Killing people is indeed not a casual thing, but you have to think clearly, your days are numbered."

At this time, Xingshan recalled that Lian Jiangyue is still the kind Lian Jiangyue who is kind to others. If he is asked to kill a person who has no injustice or hatred for his own benefit, how can he do it?Even at Bian's house that day, he hated Senior Sister and Master so much that his sword was pointed at them. He had such a good opportunity to vent his hatred, but he didn't do it.Instead, he broke his right arm and bid farewell to the Bian family in such a way.

Xing Shan asked: "Does it have to be murdered? Can't we discuss it and ask him to borrow that pen for use?"

The Taoist rolled his eyes again: "Then when you meet him, ask him to borrow it and see how he reacts."

He glanced at the sun that was only an inch away, and pointed to the beams: "Hurry up and hide!"

Xingshan and Lianjiangyue looked at each other, climbed up to the beam of the house, hid behind those cricket nests, and saw the Taoist priest lying down on the wooden bed.The sun's light gradually dimmed on his face.The sunlight is gone.

The hut sank into darkness.

Xing Shan whispered: "I was a little impulsive just now, we will meet Zhu Xinmu then, and discuss it with him."

Lian Jiangyue made a silent gesture, then pointed to the wooden bed, and saw the Taoist priest lying on the bed woke up, squinting at the beam, and asked, "Who is there?"

This question was accompanied by two bamboo pieces flying towards Lianjiangyue and Xingshan.As soon as the two rolled, they avoided the bamboo pieces and fell to the ground.The Taoist already had an extra oil lamp in his hand, he held up the lamp and smiled at them: "Mu Xinzhu asked you to kill me?"

This Zhuxinmu, Muxinzhu's, Lian Jiangyue was a little confused, and asked tentatively: "Are you Zhuxinmu?"

The Taoist nodded.

Lian Jiangyue asked again, with deep doubts: "The Mu Xinzhu you said looks very similar to you?"

The Taoist nodded again, with a smile in his eyes, which was extremely coquettish, and the two moles at the corners of his eyes gleamed in the unclear light.

Xing Shan swallowed his saliva and muttered to himself: "Is this a split personality?"