Guishan is very quiet, so even when I was talking to Uncle Gui, the subtle sound was infinitely amplified in the silence and became very obvious.
Uncle Ghost's face instantly showed a look of vigilance.
My heart was also lifted at the same time.
The sound was like the sound of something stepping on weeds.
Getting closer.
"Guys, I've finally caught up with you."
The old drunkard came to us panting.
Uncle Ghost and I looked at each other. There was no doubt that we both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Old drunkard, are you really here?
Is this really an old drunkard?
I looked at the old drunkard who suddenly appeared, and subconsciously took a step back. At the same time, I held the soul-soothing rope tightly. Once I was sure that the old drunkard in front of me was fake, I would take action without hesitation.
Uncle Ghost was still calm, or maybe he saw me hiding behind him, so he walked up to the old drunkard.
"Who are you?"
The old drunkard glared at Uncle Ghost.
"Who do you think I am, old man?"
Uncle Ghost frowned slightly.
"Why did you come here suddenly?"
When Uncle Ghost said this, I saw him also holding the soul-suppressing rope silently in his hand.
The old drunkard waved his hands when he heard this and said, "That's what I said."
"But old man, I'm still a little worried."
"You kid, I've watched you grow up, if something happens..."
The old drunkard sighed, "Anyway, I'm already half dead, so it doesn't matter if I accompany you for a while."
"It's you two."
When the old drunkard said this, he glared at me and Uncle Gui again, "Are you deaf?"
"Old man, I've been calling you from behind for a long time, but you don't know how to stop and wait?"
Hearing this, Uncle Gui glanced at me.
I didn't say anything because I couldn't tell whether the person in front of me was an old drunkard or not, because what he said didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it.
At least I didn't hear it.
Uncle Ghost should be the same.
After a moment of silence, he removed his hand from the soul-suppressing rope, then looked at the old drunkard with a solemn expression and said, "This ghost mountain is dangerous, you shouldn't take this risk."
The old drunkard waved his hands and said indifferently: "You've come here, you can't go down anymore, right?"
"Old man, I'm lucky. I didn't encounter any dangers on the way up, but that won't be the case when I go down."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and leave quickly."
Uncle Ghost still had some hesitation on his face, but seeing that the old drunkard was already walking up the mountain first, he had no choice but to follow.
I'm still following Uncle Ghost.
I don't know why, but looking at the old drunkard walking at the front, I always feel like something is wrong, but I just can't see it.
I asked quietly: "Uncle Ghost, are you sure he is really an old drunkard?"
Uncle Ghost shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not sure either."
"But there shouldn't be anything wrong."
"The souls generated by the resentment in this ghost mountain should not be so capable of pretending to be so real."
"Okay." I nodded, and my heart dropped a little.
I don't really believe that a real soul can pretend to be so real.
Unless it's the city god here.
I was in Niang'er Village at that time, and the Niang'er Village City God deceived me by pretending to be an old smoker.
But I still rejected the idea.
I don't think it is necessary for the Fengling Village City God to do this.
After all, what we are going to is the Chenghuang Temple.
So although I still felt that something was wrong, I didn't think much about it and continued walking up the mountain with Uncle Gui and the old drunkard.
Strangely, the rest of our journey went surprisingly smoothly.
We have not encountered the dangers Uncle Gui mentioned.
This made me a little confused.
I asked Uncle Ghost: "Isn't it said that Ghost Mountain is very dangerous?"
"Why didn't we encounter anything?"
Hearing my question, Uncle Ghost shook his head.
Obviously, he did not expect this situation.
But he did not relax his vigilance because of this, and held on to the soul-suppressing rope and corpse-slaying sickle from beginning to end.
I looked at it and didn't ask any more questions.
I want to take one step at a time and see one step at a time.
I really didn't encounter any danger, and I was very happy and relaxed.
Soon I saw a temple, looming in the darkness, giving people a deep and profound feeling.
Not surprisingly, it is the Chenghuang Temple.
Uncle Ghost and I quickened our pace at the same time, but the old drunkard suddenly stopped.
He turned to look at us, frowning slightly.
He didn't speak, but pointed to a place only a few meters away from us. I looked over and my eyelids twitched involuntarily.
I saw a tomb.
In front of the tombstone, there seems to be a kneeling figure.
There was a fire next to the figure, and he was throwing something like paper money into it.
people?
I subconsciously looked at Uncle Ghost.
Uncle Ghost has also held the soul-suppressing rope in his hand.
"No one has gone up the mountain in some years."
"Are you from Fengling Village?"
Before we could move, the figure kneeling in front of the tomb had already stood up.
She is a rickety old woman.
She turned around and looked at us, and under the firelight, I saw a pair of white eyes.
Another blind old man?
I froze for a moment.
But soon I felt something was wrong again.
Because even though she looked blind, she seemed to be able to see the three of us. She let out a sound of surprise after her pair of white eyes swept over us.
"There are actually two village guards in Fenling Village?"
"wrong……"
She shook her head and muttered to herself, and her white eyes fell on me.
I got goosebumps all over my body and my scalp felt numb.
At this time, the old drunkard suddenly said: "Are you the temple keeper of this City God's Temple?"
Temple guard?
I have some doubts.
Uncle Ghost seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became strange.
The old woman glanced at the old drunkard, then turned to look at the tomb again.
Only then did I notice that there were two words clearly written on the tombstone of that tomb.
City God!
The Tomb of the City God?
When I saw these two words, I couldn't help but feel chills running down my back.
I heard Uncle Ghost say before that there was something wrong with the City God of Fengling Village. Could it be that he is dead?
The old drunkard and Uncle Ghost seemed to understand what the old woman meant, and at the same time they walked to her side and knelt down.
The old woman smiled and handed the paper money to them, and then glanced at me.
This sight made me shiver a little, and I knelt down to the side without any further hesitation.
The old woman seemed satisfied and handed me a wad of paper money.
I was full of doubts and ended up with paper money.
An abnormal coldness also surged over me the moment I touched the stack of paper money, which made me shiver and subconsciously throw the paper money away.
The old woman snorted, and then I realized what I was doing and quickly retracted my hand.
The old woman smiled with satisfaction.
This sound made my skin crawl even more.
My subconscious tells me that this old woman is not simple.
But Uncle Ghost and Old Smoker didn't say much. Although I wanted to ask, I held back.