After the Master's reinstatement

After running out of breakfast, under the leadership of the local mountain people, four people entered the mountain.

Outside the city of Shuoxi is a large forest of mountains, entering it is like stepping into an endless green sea. The people climbed over mountains and ridges, and walked for a whole half a day. After reaching a mountain, the mountain people Pointing to a mountain on the opposite side, he used unskilled official words.

"Guess, the Huben Mountain Temple you are talking about is what it is, but depending on the weather, it is estimated that there will be heavy rain later, so go early and return early."

Huben Mountain got its name because tigers used to haunt it, and the outline of the mountain looked like a crouching tiger from a distance. In the past, the mountain people built this mountain temple for peace, but as the tigers disappeared, the temple also declined.

As marked on the drawings, the passage leading to the underground palace is in the abandoned well behind the temple.

Fang Yuan glanced down at the mouth of the well, the walls of the well below were covered with slippery moss, the damp was blowing against his face, there was a lot of rain in Chu, the water in the well hadn't dried up, Shang Yingqiu had the best water quality among them, he sank You don't need to get up to take a breath when you plunge in. After groping for a while, the people above see the well gurgling and spinning downwards. After a while, all the water runs out.

Under the lifted stone slab, there is a bottomless stone path extending down.

No matter what, this is considered "one's own home", and the host must have a way of hospitality.

So as soon as the stone door opened, Yu Yan went in first when the smell dissipated.

Hall Master Fang was afraid of ghosts since he was a child, and wanted to stand in line with his sister, but after going down to the secret passage, the passage could only accommodate one person, seeing his brother's inner struggle, he comforted his sister.

"Brother, don't worry, it is said that the boy's body is full of yang, brother, you, plus - it's enough anyway, don't dawdle, let's go."

If it wasn't for the narrow road, Hall Master Fang would be so angry that he would fly into the sky: "Young lady, what a child! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Okay, you are not, you are not the head office." Miss Fang urged him to get out of the way: "If not, be careful."

Hall Master Fang: "..."

Listening to the bickering behind him, Yu Yan made up his mind silently, and then looked at the young man who opened the way in front of him.

I think it's really safe here.

With the yang energy he has accumulated for so many years, the yang energy shines everywhere, and he has no fear of how many monsters and ghosts come.

As shown in the drawing, when the tomb bricks were turned at the end, the walls on all sides collapsed one after another, filled with dust, and finally an arched stone door collapsed.

Shang Yingqiu took out the flint and replaced it with a new one.

After lighting up the lamps one by one, they realized that the ones neatly arranged on both sides of the road behind the stone gate were not lamps at all, but hundreds of thick human skeletons——

The bones of the dead sat cross-legged on the ground, holding oil lamps in their hands, pretending to be palace lanterns very neatly.

Fang Yuan: "..."

Well, don't turn on this light!

He was sweating profusely and clenched his silver gun tightly: "Palace Master Yu, you did all this?"

"nature."

This is also the first time for Yu Yan to see the field effect, and he is very satisfied.

He didn't like human sacrifices, but wanted to pursue extraordinary effects, so he specially invited experts to build this unique underground palace.

He asked everyone with a look of pride: "This is a palace lantern designed by the deity himself. The lamp oil inside can last forever, how about it?"

Fang Fengfeng thought it was good, "It's just that it's troublesome to deal with."

To be preserved, one has to maintain a fixed posture, and how much effort it takes to put thousands of palace lanterns on.

Shang Yingqiu shifted the fire folder a little bit, and looked around carefully. The skeleton was put together without any strings. It seemed that it was assembled with specially prepared glue.

He gave a very pertinent comment: "Ingenuity, unique style."

It was the first time for his aesthetics to be recognized by young people, Yu Yan's mood brightened, and he really wanted to tell the other party that he had many ingenious thoughts behind him.

When the words came to their lips, the two people's eyes met across the firelight, and Yu Yan couldn't help remembering his temper last night. Under the expectant gaze of the young man, he abruptly turned around and left all the words to Miss Fang.

"The murals at the back will be even more exciting."

Seeing that the three of them were discussing in a logical manner, Hall Master Fang wanted to cry but had no tears, he just wanted to ask the sky.

Is he abnormal, or they have a problem! ?

Why can everyone calmly think this thing is beautiful! ?

The entire underground palace is like a labyrinth that stretches for several miles. People walking in it can't tell the direction at all. The winding paths are criss-crossed. If there is no one to guide the way, let alone get the treasure, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out alive.

After following the drawings for a section, everyone realized that something was wrong with the road.

Shang Yingqiu's hand flickered the fire, and stopped moving forward: "I have already traveled this road just now."

Yu Yan also discovered that there were signs left by the last round on the wall, but he took the road, and walked completely according to the drawing, and there was no reason to make mistakes.

Hallmaster Fang encountered a ghost hitting a wall for the first time in his life, and he kept reassuring himself that a boy could protect him. He told Fang Fengfeng not to look around, but to hurry up and stay by his side.

His sister sighed, and there was no trace of fear on her pretty face.

"Brother, don't be afraid. I heard from the old man that sometimes it's a good thing to encounter a ghost hitting a wall. Maybe it's because we have accumulated good fortune and there are good ghosts who want to form a good relationship with us, so they trap us."

Good ghost, good fate.

This kind of comfort, not to mention Hall Master Fang, even Yu Yan couldn't help but froze.

Shang Yingqiu suggested to go back the same way earlier, but Yu Yan felt his face was dull and kept silent all the time, now holding the blueprint, he was embarrassed: "How could this be..."

This is actually the relationship between the layman watching the excitement and the insider watching the way.

Back then, by chance, Yu Yan rescued a member of the Mo family, and the expert agreed to fulfill his wish for him.

When an expert does things, he has his own set of rules, revealing the mystery in it, so how can a mere map cover it all.

It is impossible for a layman to understand what many experts consider to be common sense.

So what is the scariest thing in the world?

It is the most terrible thing for an outsider to pretend to be an insider.

Yu Yan was worried that the location of the underground palace would be leaked before, and no experts were allowed to come down. Now the group of people are trapped in it for a long time, going in energetically, and coming out disheveled.

It's going to be dark when we go outside, only to hear the continuous thunder in the sky, and the flying sand and rocks on the ground, judging by the situation, it's too late to rush back to the inn.

The mountain people who were waiting for them outside were familiar with the terrain, and said that there is no one in this mountain for ten miles, but there is an inn specially for exorcising corpses more than ten miles away, if you don't mind, you can go there first rain.

Shang Yingqiu: "Get rid of the corpse?"

The mountain people nodded. This exorcising of corpses is a secret technique in Chu, which is generally not seen in other places.There are many mountainous roads in Chu, the terrain is steep and difficult for horse-drawn carriages, and it is inconvenient to carry corpses. It is extremely difficult to bring people who died in other places back to their hometowns and bury them in the soil.

Now that he was out of the wolf's den, he was about to enter the tiger's den again. Hall Master Fang shouted desperately in his heart, but the leader, sister, and even the devil did not raise any objections.

On the contrary, Fang Fengfeng was quite happy, and said yes, brother, I haven't seen what it's like to drive a corpse, let's go and see together.

"..."

Fang Yuan had no choice but to wink at the devil.

Isn't the devil usually very hypocritical, why is he so silent now, he's so easy to talk to! ?

Right now, Yu Yan is in a rather restless mood.

Entering my own tomb, but I don't feel at home at all. I am afraid that there is no more unlucky tomb owner than myself in the world.

The point is, he is the last thing he wants to show his weaknesses in front of Shang Yingqiu.

It is obvious that the expert said that as long as you look at the blueprints, everything will be understood, and he did not hide anything, but now it seems that he is talking on paper, or intentionally causing trouble.

Only a gleam of afterglow remained on the top of the mountain in the distance, making the road ahead faintly discernible. The rain slanted and the wind was cold all the way. Shang Yingqiu was tall and tall, and naturally blocked the direction where the rain would come.

Everyone came out of the tomb, so pay attention, there will inevitably be dust on the clothes.

But it's strange, now in Yu Yan's eyes, the young man's body can't be seen at all, it's like jewels covered with dust, in the eyes of appreciators, that dust can't cover up its essential brilliance at all.

A moist and fragrant smell wafted between the branches and leaves, causing Yu Yan to feel an unspeakable restlessness in his heart for a while.

An urge to tell the other person that you are not someone else but your own.

**

The growing rain blurred everything. A group of people arrived at the corpse village with their front feet, and the ground was covered with heavy rain.

Usually, corpses stay in the hotel during the day and travel at night, but now it is raining heavily, and all the corpses come here to take shelter from the rain.

When Yu Yan and his party entered, they saw dozens of corpses standing upright in the hall, wearing bamboo leaf hats and cinnabar charms on their faces, all wearing loose black clothes, with their hands hanging naturally on their sides.

The Taoist priests who exorcised corpses were sitting scattered in the corner. When they heard the movement, they only glanced at the group of people who were sheltering from the rain.

Fortunately, this Zhuangzi is gloomy and gloomy, the place is still big, and there is no shortage of rooms in the backyard.

In a rush of time, Shang Yingqiu picked out a room that was a little cleaner and cleaned it up a bit, and came over to ask Yu Yan to go in.

Yu Yan followed the young man to the back room, when he passed a row of mummified corpses, a thunder rang outside the window.

At the moment when the hall was suddenly bright, Yu Yan saw the fingers of one of the mummy——

It trembled so much.

****

Must be very tired.

Yu Yan rubbed his temples, and when he looked back, the blue hand was hanging on the side peacefully.

After walking for a day and staying in the tomb for a long time, it is normal to be dazzled.

Well, definitely so.

Yu Yan has never believed in ghosts and gods, not to mention, just now he laughed at Fang Yuan's cowardice, if he is afraid now, how can he be decent?

Even though the room has been cleaned, there is still a lingering smell of dead bodies that cannot be dissipated.Yu Yan thought the room was dirty, so he only sat halfway on the edge of the bed.The wind and rain were raging outside, and the world was completely surrounded by darkness. At such a time, there was no need to take any precautions between men and women. After lighting candles, the four of them prepared to take a rest in a room.

"Leader, why don't you tell a story."

Hall Master Fang has been scolded many times by everyone on the road, and he is full of grievances. Since childhood, fortune tellers have said that he has a horoscope of mountains and light, and that he is easy to attract evil things. Afraid of ghosts.

But as long as someone talks, it will definitely be more lively, Fang Yuan eagerly thought of a good idea: "Didn't you talk every night when Mu Chun was here?"

Fang Fengfeng took out the dry food and distributed it to everyone, smiling Mimi: "Brother, how old is the child, and how old are you?"

"Big...you also have the right to listen to stories."

Yu Yan almost swallowed the dry biscuit deep in his throat, and missed the best chance to stop it: "..."

Don't—don't let Shang Yingqiu speak!

No, it's impossible!

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It's a pity that Shang Yingqiu is quite considerate of his subordinates.

What's the danger? He has always been the one who takes the lead, let alone satisfying such a small wish of his subordinates.

There is nothing left and right, Shang Yingqiu has put in the effort to study all kinds of stories in order to entertain and educate.

Fang Yuan didn't know what was going on, so he almost forgot his fear with anticipation.

The leader's righteousness, voice and temperament are much more reliable than the picture of Zhong Kui posted outside. Gods and ghosts have no fear, and what he is talking about must be the old-fashioned ones of those mother-in-laws who tattoo their words and serve the country loyally.

Yu Yan closed his eyes: "..."

Naive.

A story is not finished yet, Hall Master Fang has changed from being full of anticipation to trembling.

But the story I begged for, even if I cried, I had to listen to it.

Shang Yingqiu: "Therefore, there is a way to tell whether the person knocking on the door is a human or a ghost. If it is a ghost, it will knock four times."

The pouring rain slammed the wooden door like someone was knocking.

No more, no less, exactly four times.

Shang Yingqiu waited for the wind to subside: "Yes, if this happens, don't open the door."

Yu Yan: "..."

Fang Yuan: "......!!"

The author has something to say: Godfather: I am a ten-thousand-year boy, the sun is shining, I am omnipotent, even ghosts are afraid of me!

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