Yin Yang ferry

Nakamura pushed aside the tall weeds on the side of the mountain, bent down and squeezed in.

It was only then that He Shu discovered that there was a small hole here, which could only allow one person to pass through, and when he entered, he could find a gust of mountain wind blowing in. It can be seen that the bottom is connected, but the slope is relatively steep, and he will soon be forced to step on his feet , put your hands against the cave wall to prevent your body from sliding down involuntarily.

"How do you know that this can lead to the bottom?" He Shu asked Nakamura.

He wasn't worried about Nakamura's sudden rebellion, because just now when he used a cinnabar pen to curb the spread of black lines on the opponent's brow, he also placed a new restriction, which was like adding a lock. It is difficult to turn around, let alone fight.

"I didn't discover it, it was John who discovered it." Nakamura replied in a low voice, wondering if he was still struggling with the phrase "unfilial son" that He Shu said.

But he was afraid that He Shu would misunderstand, so he quickly explained in a few words.

Nakamura and John were originally netizens, and they actually met through a relatively well-known supernatural forum.

At that time, Nakamura saw someone posted a post, saying that he often dreamed about his previous life, and that he had been to Yunnan, China in his previous life, and got a precious mirror there. The god exorcises evil spirits, and can even rejuvenate. Everyone else is making up stories as the posters. Only Nakamura remembered that his teacher had mentioned such a mirror. It seems to be the bone mirror of King Qin in ancient Chinese legends.This mirror once fell into the hands of the Japanese in the 30s and [-]s. On the way to be transported back to Japan, the ship crashed and sank, and the mirror also disappeared. How could it appear in Yunnan again?Or is it that there are two mirrors of the King of Qin in the world?Or, is it another precious mirror with a similar function to the bone mirror?

Nakamura knew that China had a vast land and abundant resources, and the mirror John described might not be a fiction. With the information he had received from his teacher, Nakamura was immediately moved. After contacting John, the two parties quickly agreed to meet in Bangkok.

This meeting did not disappoint him. John really described in detail the appearance of the mirror in his dream, and even asked someone to draw it. The complicated lines on it were not something a foreigner could imagine out of thin air. To deceive an onmyoji, the two sides chatted a lot, agreed on a time and a meeting place, and went to Yunnan to find out.

John told Nakamura that he wanted this mirror very much because he was suffering from an incurable disease. If the mirror could really bring the dead back to life, he would give the mirror to Nakamura for research after he recovered.

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense too?"

Hearing this, He Shu snorted.

"Why don't you believe him when he said he had horns on his forehead and wings under his ribs?"

"If he said that his relatives were sick, I might not believe it, but for his own sake, I believed it." Nakamura was also very depressed, "At that time he showed me his medical report, and I also released Shikigami to follow him afterward. He does have to take medicine every day."

He Shu was speechless: "I mean, how can you believe that he is willing to give you the mirror after he heals himself? How easy is it for a person who can get in touch with the master?"

After working for a long time, the most naive of this group of people is actually this little Japan?

Nakamura was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, and it took a while before he continued.

Afterwards, Nakamura also returned to China to prepare, and then arrived in Myanmar according to the agreed time and place.

He originally thought about traveling in the form of a tourist, pretending to be a tourist to enter the country legally, and then looking for opportunities to enter the deep mountains to search, but this proposal was rejected by John. John thought it would be inconvenient for foreigners to go deep into the mountains, and it would also cause unnecessary trouble. Be vigilant, it is better to simply enter the virgin forest directly from the Sino-Myanmar border, that would be faster.

It was only after the assembly that Nakamura found out that John not only brought the head-down division from Southeast Asia, but also a mercenary team called Mange.

He suddenly realized that the other party's conspiracy might be bigger than he imagined, but he had already boarded the thief ship at that time, and he himself felt itchy about the mirror, so he chose to stay in the end.

"At the time, I thought that he was looking for those head-down masters on the forum, but later I realized that something was wrong. Among the few head-down masters, one of them respected John very much, and even seemed a little respectful. I just met him. The other two were found later." Nakamura said.

He Shu: "What's the name of the head-down master who respects him so much?"

Nakamura: "Chaha."

He Shu suddenly realized, isn't that the guy who was killed by them in the cave at the beginning?

Nakamura also said that he didn't take these people seriously at first, but then they all fell into the ground unintentionally, were washed to the mountain temple by the underground river, and after they were scattered, he wandered into chaos and encountered strange and strange monsters. Ghost, he almost failed to get out alive. At the critical moment, John actually rescued him and took him out of the realm of chaos, but John also lowered his head on Nakamura, that is, the black line between Nakamura's eyebrows.

"He told me that when the black line reached the hairline on the top of my head, it was the time of my death."

No matter what, Nakamura never expected that this British guy, who seemed to have no plans all the way and always relied on mercenaries and a few head-down masters for protection, was actually a head-down master who was proficient in head-down techniques!

"It's because I'm too greedy... But I don't understand. The head lowering technique itself is a secret technique in Southeast Asia, and it is rarely spread outside the world. How could he, a blond foreigner, understand it? Could it be that Chaha taught him?"

While he was talking, He Shu had gradually connected many details of the cause and effect, and reached a surprising but not too unexpected conclusion.

He Shu: "Have you heard of Duoshe?"

Nakamura thought for a while, then let out an ah: "In a novel about cultivating immortals called "Outside the Nine Heavens", the hero's soul breaks into the body of a demon cultivator who is about to die at the beginning, occupies his body, and becomes his own. The 'duoshe' mentioned in it is what you mean, right?"

He Shu: "...do you still read Chinese novels on cultivating immortals on the Internet?"

"You have a very famous website called Ending Novels, but I can't read all the Chinese. I listen to audiobooks. That novel is quite good..." At this point, Nakamura was startled, "You mean, The British guy was taken away? He is not the original him? Then who is he?!"

He Shuxin said that it was really not easy, and you finally realized it.

"No matter who he is, he has nothing to do with Bi She."

As soon as He Shu pronounced the name, he heard Nakamura screaming, his feet slipped, and his body fell forward, falling directly into the pool in front of him.

Although He Shu behind him was not as embarrassed as he was, he also staggered into the knee-high water pool and saw the scene ahead.

The narrow cave has come to an end, the water pool is connected to the river outside, and opposite the water pool is a mountain temple.

Why is it a mountain temple again?

The shape of the temple gate was exactly the same as what they had seen underground. He Shu even suspected that the temple over there had been copied.

It is now known that the mountain temple actually enshrines not the mountain god, but Zhuge Wuhou.

So this one in front of you is actually Wuhou Temple?

Nakamura had been rolling in the water for a long time, He Shu thought he was acting at first and ignored him, but seeing that he hadn't gotten up yet, he couldn't help but frowned and reached out to grab his arm.

"Are you OK?"

He turned Nakamura, who was face down, and couldn't help being startled.

I saw that Nakamura's face was black and blue, and the black line between his eyebrows, which was two knuckles long and short, grew directly to the hairline on the top of his head, and he had stopped breathing.

He was obviously fine just now, but He Shu also lacked someone to add a layer of protection for him. How could it be like this?

He Shu's face was serious, remembering that he mentioned Bi Shezhe's name just now, Nakamura immediately reacted.

He knew that there was a kind of "responsive surrender" in the head-reduction technique. Those who performed the technique seemed to have no abnormalities, but when they heard a certain taboo word, they would have their hair lowered.

Does this mean that Bi Shezhe's energy has reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand?

After all, an adult man in Nakamura was still quite heavy. He Shu felt his hands sore after a while, and couldn't help letting go. The other's body fell back into the pool again, and many black worms suddenly crawled out of the mouth, nose, ears and other seven orifices, scurrying around in the water. However, due to some fear, he dared not approach He Shu, and could only float around him in the water.

Even so, it was disgusting enough, so He Shu hurried ashore, stood at the gate of Wuhou Temple and looked in.

When he looked up, he saw the statue in the middle of the main hall, the boys and girls in the left and right hands of the statue, and two guardians on each side of the ancestral hall.

Generally speaking, there is also such a station arrangement in temples.

But the guardians on the left and right are either the four heavenly kings in Buddhism or the gods dressed in Taoism, but they are rarely like this. The four guardians on the left and right are all dressed in ethnic minorities, and they look like tribal leaders surrounded by Zhuge Wuhou , a ancestral hall dedicated to commemorating.

In this way, it seems even more unreasonable.

Zhuge Wuhou is famous, and he is regarded as a god-like figure in the southwest. He is upright and upright, and there is nothing to hide. How could it be built in such a place where no one knows?

Just like the temple in the ground before, if it weren't for the small characters on the back of the statue, they would still be worshiping it in private, a shameful obscenity.

He Shu had doubts in his heart, so he moved his eyes from the guardians on both sides to the statue in the middle.

The stone statue of the god is carved from a long time ago, the paint has fallen off, and the outline is blurred. The original appearance has long been lost, but the boys and girls around the statue are...

Huh?

He Shu took a closer look and found that although the outlines of boys and girls were blurred, their facial expressions showed a strange vividness.

Like winking?

How could there be such a weird boy and girl?

He Shu couldn't help taking a step closer, wanting to take a closer look——

"He Shu, you are guilty!"

The voice didn't come from the ear, but exploded in my mind like a thunderbolt.

He Shu took half a step back subconsciously, but the aftereffect of the buzzing was still there, just like someone knocked a several-ton bell, and the aftertaste of the bell could last for a long time.

An inexplicable force urged him to kneel down.

He Shu bent his knees, resisting the force abruptly, and still stood upright.

He asked every word.

"Where is my sin?"