It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

The winding path leads to a secluded path, and this path, which only allows two people to pass through, is very cold. The dense branches and leaves of the big trees cover the top of the head, blocking the sunlight, which makes people feel a little shivering.

Zhan Yungui stood at the entrance of the path with Ting He on his back, behind him was a crowded climbing ladder, and in front of him was a dark path with no bottom at all.

However, the distance of half a step makes the two places completely different, and it happens that no one has discovered it yet.

Ting He and the two looked at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Master, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back to the mansion to inform the master before making a decision." Zhan Yungui deeply felt that Ting He could not be put in danger, and the only right decision was to leave as soon as possible.

However, how could Ting He let Zhan Yungui miss this opportunity to recover his strength?

He shook his head and said solemnly: "Today, on Qixi Festival, there are too many people going to the Lingqi Temple to pray for blessings. Too much time wasted going back and forth. A little carelessness might cost them their lives."

"Since only the two of us can discover this path, let's investigate the situation first, and then think of other ways."

If according to what Tinghe said, the two of them went to investigate the situation first, then Tinghe might face danger.

Zhan Yungui frowned, and retorted: "No, in this way, if you encounter danger..."

"If that's the case." Ting He directly interrupted Zhan Yungui, not giving him a chance to refute, "Aren't you still there, Yungui?"

Seeing Ting He's expression of "I believe you", Zhan Yungui's heart warmed slightly, but because of this, he was even more unwilling to follow Ting He's orders.

Ting He felt something in his heart, and without saying a word, he jumped down from behind Zhan Yungui, and rushed to the front in a few steps.

Ting He raised his chin slightly at Zhan Yungui, "What are you doing there in a daze, hurry up and follow!"

Zhan Yungui had no choice but to quickly follow Ting He's footsteps, and cling to Ting He's side, protecting him behind him.

He thought that if something unexpected happened, even if he sacrificed himself, Tinghe would be safe.

The two followed the path, walking forward cautiously, the more gloomy and cold atmosphere on the way, and the surroundings were so quiet that not even the chirping of birds and insects made them sure that this place was definitely not easy.

After walking for about half a minute, the narrow path suddenly widened, and the place where I saw was a Zen room courtyard that had been dilapidated for some time.

The courtyard was surrounded by dead branches and leaves, several layers of dense spider webs formed under the eaves, and old plaques covered by heavy dust.

"Kai Hui Ming Shan."

Ting He looked at the old plaque and carefully recognized the four characters.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the place where Master Huishan once lived." Ting He said, but he couldn't figure out why Huishan lived in such a remote place.

According to the distance the two of them traveled, it should be the location of Lingqi Mountain, and there is still a long way to the Lingqi Temple on the top of the mountain.

Zhan Yungui, who walked quickly around the courtyard, also returned to Ting He, and said, "There is no one around."

Ting He nodded, his eyes fell on the gate of the courtyard, "Okay, then let's go in and have a look."

The courtyard of the meditation room was not locked, Tinghe only pushed lightly, and the rusty courtyard door made a "squeak", and was easily pushed open.

After Tinghe saw the situation in the courtyard clearly, he couldn't help but gasped.

In the small courtyard, half-person-high water tanks are densely packed and arranged in an orderly manner. They are all covered with wooden boards, and it is impossible to see what is inside.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear the tinny sound similar to scraping a bowl with long fingernails.

In the center of the courtyard surrounded by water tanks, the strange formation outlined with blood is flickering and flickering.The mummy, who had been dead for an unknown amount of time, sat in meditation, sitting upright in the center of the formation. His vestment had already been broken, as if it could be turned into dust with a light touch.

In the hands of the mummy, there was a dimly colored fuzzy ball of light.Originally, the light group was quiet and motionless, but after Zhan Yungui followed Ting He into the courtyard, it suddenly began to shake.

A gloomy and uneasy atmosphere pervades the entire courtyard, and danger is everywhere.

"What's going on here..." Ting He's expression became more serious.

This Lingqi Mountain was supposed to be a very sacred place, and the Lingqi Temple on the top of the mountain was filled with incense, and was worshiped devoutly by most of the people in Qingjiang City.

But the weird formation, the gloomy water tank, the dead mummy...all these things reveal that this place is unusual.

Ting He thought that this was just to help Zhan Yungui recover his strength, but at this moment, he saw that it was definitely not as simple as imagined.

"Master, there is danger here, we'd better be careful." Zhan Yun returned to protect Ting He, always vigilant about his surroundings.

After stepping into this courtyard, Zhan Yungui was very concerned about the dim ball of light held in the hands of the mummy.For some reason, he had a feeling that it belonged to him, which made him want to take it from the mummy.

But compared with Tinghe's safety, these are not worth mentioning, so he did not take any action for a long time.

"Well, I know." At the critical moment, it is still important to be cautious, and Ting He also leaned closely behind Zhan Yungui, pointing at the mummy and said: "Let's go and have a look, maybe we can find something."

Zhan Yungui led Tinghe carefully around the water tanks exuding a cold atmosphere, and slowly approached the mummy.

The closer you get to those water tanks, the clearer the sizzling sound like fingernails scraping the bowl, as if you are so close, it makes people creepy.

Not long after, the two of Ting He stood still at the edge of the formation, and only then did they see the appearance of the mummy clearly.

Although the mummy had been decomposed for many days, the clothes on the body were obvious-faded and worn-out cassock, and a brown Buddha with a tarnished color was worn on the withered wrist.

This is the most common attire of monks in Lingqi Temple.

"It seems that this should be a monk in the Lingqi Temple. I don't know who it is. After being dead for so long, he has become a mummified corpse. I haven't seen Lingqi Temple go to the government to report the case."

"Could it be suicide? It doesn't look like it... But maybe it's just a guest in a monk's uniform..." Ting He rested his chin with his hand.muttered to himself.

Some people who passed by Qingjiang City but couldn’t afford a restaurant went to Lingqi Temple to stay overnight, borrowed monk’s clothes and then disappeared. Although there is a possibility, the probability is too small.

Then, this mummy can only be someone from Lingqi Temple.

Who is the mummy?Why did he turn into a mummy after death and appear in the courtyard where Master Huishan lived?

Ting He pondered alone for a while, but failed to figure out the key point. He turned his head to Zhan Yungui to ask his thoughts, but saw that Zhan Yungui stared blankly at the mummy, and his eyes happened to fall on the dim mass of Light group on.

"Yungui?" Ting He called softly.

Zhan Yungui's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a dark light floating in his eyes. He stared at the light ball for a long time, then withdrew his thoughts, and replied, "What's wrong?"

"What did you look at so seriously that you didn't respond even if I told you?" Ting He asked.

Of course he also saw the ball of light in the mummy's hand, but Tinghe didn't feel anything about the ball of light. To him, it was just something that would glow, like a night pearl.

But Zhan Yungui showed great concern.

Could it be... that light group is the key to Zhan Yungui's recovery?

Ting He's eyes flashed, and he became more and more sure that the light ball was unusual for Zhan Yungui, so he asked, "Is there anything wrong with that light ball?"

Zhan Yungui didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "The ball of light in the mummy's hand gave me a very familiar feeling."

familiar?Then his guess was correct.

Ting He looked at the strange formation drawn with blood, and found himself in trouble: "But how can we get through this formation and get the ball of light?"

Zhan Yungui's eyes flickered, "I think I should be able to get it."

Then, facing the position of the light ball, he slowly raised his right hand, with his palm facing upwards, his lips slightly pursed, and said commandingly: "Come here."

After the words fell, the dim light cluster in the mummy's hand suddenly brightened, struggling and shaking more violently, scurrying around, as if trying to break through the invisible barriers that bound it.

Zhan Yungui's eyes were fixed on the ball of light, his gaze was like a torch, and his aura was overwhelming. Even the teeth-stinging sound from the surrounding water tanks seemed to be frightened, and suddenly stopped.

It's just that the two of Ting He didn't notice it, they both subconsciously held their breath and paid attention to the movement of the light ball nervously.

The ball of light bumped around like a headless fly at first, and then accidentally bumped into the weakest part of the barrier. After a slight pause, it immediately changed direction and kept hitting that place.

Not long after, under the continuous impact of the light group, only a crisp "click" sound was heard, and the invisible barrier that bound the light group was directly shattered.

And the group of light that had regained its freedom first spun several times in the air with great joy, and then slowly flew down into Zhan Yungui's palm.

Like the soft glutinous rice dumpling, rolling back and forth on Zhan Yungui's palm.

Even Ting He could feel the joy emanating from his whole body.

Ting He couldn't help asking curiously: "What is the origin of this light group? It's so cute."

"Perhaps...he is a part of me?" Zhan Yungui uttered such a sentence out of nowhere as he poked the round light ball with his fingertips.

The ball of light poked by him trembled in his palm, and he could feel a sense of trembling in his soul deep in his body at the same time.

"A part of you?" Ting He thought to himself, could this group of light be Zhan Yungui's cultivation that was broken up by the Ghost Emperor?

"Then try quickly and see if you can absorb this light ball." Ting He couldn't help urging Zhan Yungui. Once Zhan Yungui absorbs it, his strength will increase greatly. caught.

Zhan Yungui nodded when he heard the words, and gathered the five fingers of his right hand, trying hard to let the light cluster turn into spiritual power and flow into his body.

But at this moment, there was a sudden shout from the courtyard door: "Stop!——"

The author has something to say: In fact, early morning is the best time to listen to ghost stories~(*︶`*)