"Old man, why don't you leave?" After hearing this, I asked the old man again. Upon hearing this, the old man turned his head and asked, "What time is it... now?"
He rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. It was almost twelve o'clock. After hearing this, the old man shook his head and leaned against the car, then said one word slowly: "Wait."
"What are you waiting for?" I said after hearing this.
"Waiting for someone." The old man said, holding up the bottle and taking another sip.
"How long will it take?" After hearing this, I asked again.
This time the old man did not remain silent, and then said to me in a slightly teasing tone: "Why are you so anxious? Do you know where you are going?"
"I don't know, Lord Jiu won't tell." I answered, shaking my head.
"It's not that he didn't say it, I don't think he can explain it clearly." The old man said, pointing to the front, and then said to me in a rather leisurely tone: "There is a crossroads ahead, right.
This road leads to a small village that rarely interacts with outsiders, but the fork in front is not for people to take. From here on, thirty miles north, there will be a canyon. This canyon is the so-called Zhanbing Road. You guys
If you want to catch the raccoon, you have to pass there."
"Wind raccoon?" Hearing this, I became interested. I rolled my eyes and thought that this so-called wind raccoon should be a small beast in this valley. Then I connected the cause and effect. Then, the stack held by Lord Jiu
The picture on the child's profile should be the thing itself.
"Old man, are you talking about... Fengli?" With a little curiosity, I asked again. Because Master Jiu didn't want to mention this, I didn't know what I was looking for until now.
While I had nothing to do, I quickly asked him what kind of strange existence this thing was. Upon hearing this, the old man fell lazily on the car, holding his chin in one hand and holding the cigarette in the other hand, and took a deep breath.
After a while, he said softly as if he was talking to himself: "Baopuzi" has a cloud, Fengli, also known as a wind-born beast. It looks like a mink and is green. It cannot be killed by fire and cannot be cut with a knife. Hitting it is like hitting a skin bag. If you use copper
If you hit its head with a hammer, it will die thousands of times. However, if it is exposed to the wind, it will live. Only calamus plugs its nose to kill it. Its drowning can be used as medicine to treat wind diseases. Its brain is the most valuable. If you take ten pounds of chrysanthemums, your life span will be 500 years.
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After the old man finished speaking, he smiled, and then turned to look at me, "Over the years, there have been many people who want to live forever. I may not have seen anyone who lived to be five hundred years old, but I have never seen someone who died in his early twenties."
I have encountered many who are seeking death on their own. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, be careful on this trip.”
"Oh? So, there are really some monsters and monsters in this mountain..." I said, looking at him dubiously.
"Whether there is or not, you have to see it in person to believe it. Whatever I say now is useless. But you can think about it. Since ancient times, the places with the most rare birds and animals are often the ones with strong Feng Shui, not the Nine Evils.
The earth is the innate overall situation of Fu Chong and Bao Yang, and in this kind of place, even a mouse may become a spirit. You don't look like a good person, but the old man wants to say, don't rely on force, you have to know that there is no point
People with magical powers can't even think of passing through that stack of soldiers."
After hearing what he said, Master Jiu also opened his eyes and looked at the dense forest above his head that covered the night sky. Master Jiu asked the old man: "Are there really evil soldiers in front of you?"
"Yes." After the old man finished speaking, he looked back at Master Jiu, and then said to Master Jiu in a strange way: "According to legend, this military road is the entrance to the underworld, connecting the underworld, and the underworld messengers who go to the earth to capture the souls of the dead are all here.
Pass by from now on. Only then will the intersection of Zhanbing Road suddenly appear."
"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Xiaopang also sat up.
"What do you mean... What do you think my old man is sitting here waiting for? The Yin soldiers have not come out, the soldiers have not shown up, the Yin soldiers have not returned, there is no return... After one o'clock,
There will be ghost guards passing by here. If you want to enter this valley, you can only use this opportunity to sneak in. If it is too late, the road will be blocked and you will not be able to find the edge. If it is too early, you will bump into the ghosts who have escaped from the seclusion and narrowly escape death.
, Okay, that’s all I can help you with, just call me when the time comes.”
After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped making any sound. I scratched my cheek and looked at Little Fatty with a surprised look on his face, and then at Jin Jiuye who was sleeping soundly there.
"In the Yang world, there are happy and dead people who avoid it, and in the underworld, it rains in the middle of the night. Once you enter the military road, no living beings will smile. If you want to live forever, there is no need to light a lamp. Once the wind and fox are caught in your hand, the rabbit will die and the fox will be sad that it is not mine..."
I rolled my eyes and recalled the old man's "rhyme", and then thought about his description just now, and suddenly I felt a very awesome and ridiculous feeling in my heart. It can be seen that what he said was true, but it didn't seem like he was lying.
Moreover, if he is not lying, then the old man driving the cart is also a descendant of alchemists. No matter how bad it is for such a person, he still needs some magical powers. At least he knows much more about monsters and monsters than ordinary people.
But...is there really such a thing as a shady soldier taking advantage of the situation?
A long time ago, I heard a similar legend. It is said that every time a major disaster is about to happen, there will be shadows of evil soldiers. For example, during the Tangshan earthquake, there were many "professionals"
"People" saw a large number of Yin soldiers driving away in a carriage full of people. However, legends are legends after all. I have seen more than one ghost in such a long time with Master Jiu, but the legendary Yin soldiers
I have never seen soldiers, ghosts, or anything like that.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little expectation, but soon this expectation was replaced by worry and fear...
If the old man didn't lie, then is the road we are about to embark on really a road specially opened for Yin soldiers? If it is true, then where does this road lead? The Yin Division? The underworld? The Palace of Yama? Naihe Bridge? Damn it.
..... The more I thought about it, the colder I got, and I suddenly remembered a sentence: "There is a road to heaven that you can't take, and there is no way to hell, so you can throw yourself into it." This is definitely 24k pure suicide! I didn't expect that I, Lu, could do it.
I will take a "self-driving trip to the underworld" in my lifetime. If I can come out alive, I can brag about it with my friends...
As I was thinking about it, fog began to form around me. Seeing that they were all asleep, I felt a little sleepy. I yawned and leaned to the side. I was in a daze when I suddenly saw a faint white light flashing through the fog in front of me.
, at the same time, Master Jiu and the old man driving the carriage sat up in unison. They stared at the thick fog in front of them, looking straight at something.
"Jiu Ye..." I felt that the fog was a bit familiar, so I called out to Jiu Ye in a low voice. However, as soon as I opened my mouth, the old man who was driving the car suddenly turned around, covered my mouth and said silently.