-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Master times have changed When the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero. 9. Deserted Village in the Rain
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- Looking at the Taoist temple with its locked gate, Yun Song's eyes were disappointed.
After the inexplicable time travel, this Taoist temple is equivalent to his home, and now he wants to leave home, and he feels somewhat melancholy.
It's a pity that Taoist masterpieces such as "Dragon and Tiger Double Cultivation of Health", "Xuannu Fangzhong Suoyang Sutra", "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Great Joy" and other Taoist masterpieces!
Last night, he brought some Taoist scriptures to protect his body in order to deal with ghosts, but they were all such as "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" and "Dongzhen Taishang Basu Sutra".
Those masterpieces that he regarded as treasures were packed and hidden under his pillow together, to be pondered carefully before going to bed.
Looking at it now, he doesn't have to think about it for the time being.
Qian Yan'er is entrenched in the Taoist temple, so he dare not go back and take risks.
But he always missed these books in his heart. He had read them at the time, and those books were all manuscripts, absolute exclusive secrets!
So he looked back while walking down the mountain.
The peacock flies southeast, turning back while flying.
All this is different in Wang Youde's eyes.
Wang Youde asked: "Little real person, do you keep looking back because you are reluctant to leave the Taoist temple or are you worried that the ghosts in the Taoist temple will break out and harm the common people?"
Without waiting for Yun Song to answer, he comforted again:
"It doesn't matter anyway, little real person, you have sealed Qianyan'er and the ghosts it summoned in the Taoist temple now, wait for you to go down the mountain and inform your fellow Taoists, and then go up the mountain together to take back the Taoist temple."
Yun Song was completely confused by his self-questioning.
What is this guy doing?
At this time, the two walked to the corner of the mountain road, and after turning the mountain, they could not see the Taoist temple.
Yun Song looked at it again and again, and finally waved his fist unwillingly: "I will come back!"
Wang Youde comforted him and said: "You don't have to worry about running out of firewood if you keep the green hills. As long as you contact fellow experts, you can come back at any time, little real."
"But don't miss it now, we have to leave quickly, I see that the weather is not good."
Yun Song said indifferently: "Fu Sheng is supreme, Wang benefactor, you are not professional in what you said. The old saying is good, good things don't go out, it's wrong, it's 'If you don't go out in the morning glow, the sunset glow travels thousands of miles', the sunset yesterday evening It's not that you don't know how good it is."
Wang Youde said: "But the glow this morning is also very good."
Yun Song gave him a sneer and taught him the difference between the glow of the sun and the afterglow of the morning sun, and Wang Youde listened patiently to him.
After he finished speaking, Wang Youde pointed to the north and said, "Little real man, I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know that dark clouds are coming."
Yun Song quickly walked through the forest to the clearing to look up.
The sky in the north was cloudy, and black clouds like lead plates invaded all the way to the south.
He was suddenly dumbfounded.
Damn you didn't say it earlier!
The two started running in a panic.
Don't look at Wang Youde's fat body, but he ran quite fast on the mountain road, and Yun Song, a young man, chased him out of breath.
But the clouds swept across the sky faster.
A gust of mountain wind blew wildly from the north, there was a rumbling sound in the sky, and the raindrops fell down with crackles.
In this way, Yun Song simply stopped and did not run.
I can't run anymore!
Wang Youde rushed out for more than ten meters in one breath. He looked back to see that Yunsong had fallen, and ran back trembling:
"Little real man, why don't you run away?"
Yun Song tried his best to calm down and said lightly: "Fortunate life is supreme, the benefactor Wang doesn't know. According to the research of fluid mechanics, when it rains, running will get more rain than walking."
Wang Youde looked at him as if he saw the upper body of a ghost.
So Yun Song knew that there should be no concept of fluid mechanics in this world, so he changed the term:
"You are more familiar with this mountain road than the trail. You should know that we can't find anyone to shelter from the rain in a short period of time. Is there any difference between walking and running like this? It's nothing more than becoming a drowned chicken earlier and a drowned chicken later."
"The mountain road is already rugged, and it is even more slippery when it rains. At this time, it is fatal to accidentally slip and fall down the mountain, so it is better to experience the feeling of walking in the rain quietly and keep your feet steady to avoid injury."
This time Wang Youde understood.
He thought for a while and then Jishou saluted: "What the little real person said is true, I have been taught."
The rain was pouring down, and the two walked cautiously on the mountain road.
After slowing down, Yun Song couldn't help speeding up his pace.
It was raining in the mountains and very cold.
Wang Youde?An altar was found on the north side of the house.
There is a Buddhist altar on the table.
An incense burner stands in front of the altar.
Beside the incense burner is a pile of yellow paper that has been washed and sticky by the rain.
The sky was gloomy and the rain was messy.
The inside of the altar was dark, and Yun Song couldn't see what was inside.
He didn't want to see it either.
The weird thatched house, the weird altar, Yun Song couldn't help shaking after walking around the house.
Seeing this, Wang Youde also trembled.
Yun Song comforted him and said, "Fusheng is supreme, Lord Wang, you have misunderstood. The path is not shivering from fear, but the cold rain is slapping randomly, and the path is trembling in the cold."
Something was wrong with the house, and he took the courage to step on the road in the village and continue walking.
Wang Youde followed closely behind him.
There are more thatched houses in front of the mountain road.
Yun Song broke through the wind and rain and walked quickly along the mountain road, and was horrified to find that all the houses were the same:
Rubbled stone old walls, dilapidated thatched roofs.
No matter the size of the house, there are no doors and windows.
Yiji placed an altar on the north wall.
There are Buddhist altars, incense burners and yellow table paper on the altar.
The whole mountain village is like this!
After discovering this, he trembled even more, so he first said to Wang Youde: "It's okay, this is probably the custom of the village, the custom of the mountains, there is nothing to be afraid of, don't be afraid."
The village is quiet.
There is only the sound of 'click' when the rain falls on the ground.
The sound is a bit like something walking on tiptoe.
There was the sound of rain falling in all directions, and it sounded like a crowd of things walking on tiptoes in all directions.
What is it?
There is no answer.
Because nothing terrible happened from beginning to end.
Yun Song took the lead, and the two walked through the village as fast as they could to the end of the mountain village.
The last house appeared before him.
Due to the poor light, Yun Song didn't notice anything unusual about the house at first.
But when he walked through the mountain village to the house, he found¡ª¡ª
This house has doors and windows.
However, the doors and windows were half blocked by dirt and gravel
In other words, other houses are not without doors and windows, but are blocked.
What are they going to block in the house?
Just as this doubt surfaced in Yun Song's mind, a flash of lightning suddenly passed by.
The gloomy mountain village is as bright as day in an instant.
The electric light shone into the room through the gaps in the doors and windows, and at this moment Yun Song saw a piece of pale white and a piece of blood red inside the room.
Bai means that the room is full of white paper men.
Red means that the walls are covered with red talisman paper.
The rainwater was blown into the house along the gap by the wind, and it flowed out from the gap again, dark red in color.
"Wow!"
After the lightning disappeared, a mournful howl resounded violently in the room.
The cold wind with black air rolled out from the house, blowing many paper figurines and shaking them, as if they were scrambling to get out!
Yun Song was so frightened that he subconsciously raised his hand to join the enemy.
However, a strange situation suddenly appeared in front of him:
The wind that swept over entered his arms together, and then a heavy feeling appeared in his arms.
This feels quite familiar.
Depot silver coins are absorbing Yin Qi and giving him prizes!
All the Yin Qi fell into his arms, and the cold wind gushing in the room stopped abruptly.
Something tried to jump out but then burrowed back in.
He had no time to take a closer look at the situation in the room, and now there was Wang Youde behind him.
Wang Youde performed very well, he stood behind very calmly, gripped the mahogany sword tightly, and blue veins appeared on the back of his fat white hand.
The other two lips twisted into marijuana flowers.
He couldn't comfort Wang Youde this time - he couldn't say that the crying was from the salamander, could he? Can he still say that this house is used by mountain people to raise salamanders?
He guessed that Wang Youde also saw the paper figurines in the room.
Those paper figurines were all pale, wearing white mandarin jackets and long gowns, with all four limbs, except that they had no heads
Very evil!
Fortunately, we have already reached the end of the village.
Yun Song didn't want to risk his life, he didn't study what rewards Debao would offer, and he didn't take risks.
Accept it when you see it!
Others fear me greedy, others greedy me run away.
So he pulled Wang Youde and whispered: "Let's go!"
As the two walked quickly, a loud and clear singing came from a distance in the wind and rain:
"Hi yo¡ª¡ª"
"The westerly wind is blowing across the Weishui River, and the leaves are rustling in Chang'an. The hero looks back at Beimang Mountain, and the tiger fights the dragon."
"Looking at the willows on the Baqiao, the desolation reveals the cold wind and cold. The sound of cicadas is broken by the railing, and I don't feel that the setting sun is late"Not wanting to die, he didn't study what rewards Duplo would offer, nor did he leave any risk.
Accept it when you see it!
Others fear me greedy, others greedy me run away.
So he pulled Wang Youde and whispered: "Let's go!"
As the two walked quickly, a loud and clear singing came from a distance in the wind and rain:
"Hi yo¡ª¡ª"
"The westerly wind is blowing across the Weishui River, and the leaves are rustling in Chang'an. The hero looks back at Beimang Mountain, and the tiger fights the dragon."
"Looking at the willows on the Baqiao, the desolation reveals the cold wind and cold. With the sound of the cicadas cicadas cicadas cricketing, I don't feel that the sun is setting and it's late ? - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page