Chapter 60: Bone wire (5)

This dustpan mountain, as its name implies, is located behind a wild forest, near a small village on the outskirts of Qingping County. At the foot of the side of Xiangyang is a large paddy field. At first glance, it is fresh and beautiful, half hidden in thin water vapor.
But since it is called a dustpan, it is because there is a large concave area on the side of the back sun. The concave area is full of fog and heavy all year round. Standing on the hillside and looking down, I can't see the slight concave area. Occasionally someone who slipped and fell down, or who was curious to find it out, never came out again.
As a result, there are many rumors nearby about Panpan Mountain. Some people say that there are too many people who died in the depression, which is a mass graveyard. Others say that there are residents there, and occasionally we can hear faint words, and there are babies crying. It sounds like people are moving, but I don't know if it is a ghost.
There are many opinions, but none can be confirmed.
There are still people who can't find death in the past ten years, and now they can't find such deaths. Even the legend faded away, and few people talk about it on weekdays. In addition to the younger generation knowing that there is a dustpan mountain, and there is no way to go there, others don't know much.
Taichang Temple and his group walked with their horseshoes, avoiding the small villages and paddy fields on the sunny side, and went straight to the mountain. Before walking too far, I saw the fog of the dustpan mountain.
Taizhu raised his hand again, stopped the people behind him, turned his face and asked, "Girl, where are these two paths?"
One of the two roads in front of the road bypassed the concave to the side of the mountain, and the other was deeply hidden in the mist.
The mist was damp and cold, and there was a faint wood fragrance or medicinal scent. In short, whether it looks or smells, it is a poisonous look.
Taibu has confirmed many times along the way. At this time, he still glanced at the turtle's back again, and finally looked at the haze with a heavy finger: "Exactly, go here."
I wish I "sighed" with a sigh, and said, "I don't say anything besides, everyone protects his face ... and his eyes."
After all, they are all mortal bodies, and no one is stupid enough to be too arrogant without knowing the truth.
When the team of the first team heard the words, they found a small bag in their arms. One person poured a pill that could resist toxicity and put it in his mouth. Then he took out a simple and simple sachet and pressed it Before the nose under the mask.
Taibu took out a crescent moon bell from the side bag on the horse's back, and the silver edge was decorated with a small ring of octagonal bells.
She raised her hand to find a stack of paper charms, skimmed one in the thick fog, and then rolled the meniscus three times, then a horse belly. The horse under him walked smoothly into the thick fog in the thin ringing bell.
Taibu took the lead, and I wished to follow closely. The entire horse team changed from two to one, orderly approaching the mist.
The fog was so white that nothing could be seen, and even the horses under him were half-lost. This feeling of inconsistency was extremely easy to make people feel uneasy and panic.
However, Tai Bu's face saw vigilance and panic. She frowned, holding the rhythm of five steps and a ringing bell steadily, and led the slender horse team into the depths of the mountain stream. When I was halfway through, there was a younger team behind. When I saw this battle for the first time, I was a little nervous in the thick fog.
Once a person is panicked, his breath will be chaotic. As soon as the teenager's rash came into the mist, he accidentally took a few extra breaths, so that the mist entered the nose and mouth directly.
He hadn't even gotten three steps away, he heard a muffled sound of "touch-", and the mule slipped off immediately, and fell to the ground, holding his neck and pulling the bellows, panting. The people behind him were a bit unbearable. After adjusting his breath, he forcibly uneasy, raised his hand to drag the spasmodic boy, and barely pulled back on the horse.
"The pace should not be chaotic, and the breath should be stable--" Taizhu's voice came from the front, faintly like smoke, almost like being in another earthly world.
But even if he was instructed in this way, there were still seven or eight mules in the mist during the journey, the whole body was convulsed, the mouth was spitting blood, and soon he was out of breath.
The meniscus bell swayed five times, signalling that Taibu had arrived.
In front of you is the center of the mountain stream, but it is unexpected that the mountain stream center is not as thin as the mountain top. The mist is only a thin layer.瘴 It's totally different. And in this thin mist, a small building made of bamboo stands alone. The small building has about three floors and is exquisite in style.
The reason is that it has been soaked in the mist for a long time. The surface of each green bamboo in the small building is very bright and clean, if it is not the mist of this poisonous person, it is really a leisurely residence.
The leading Taibu and Taizhu both stared at the small building for a moment, and then the people behind them came one after another and surrounded the small building. If it were not covered by a mask, the exposed complexion would be uglier than one--
Just looking for a place, I've already broken a few people into it, and no one will feel good about it.
"Don't mind, even the thin mist is poisonous."
Taibu reminded a bitch, and Taizhu looked at each other. The two rolled over sharply and dismounted, skillfully pressed the paper charms around the small building, and simply clothed for a while.
At the moment of the formation, the fog around the small building disappeared and was sucked by those thick outside.
Taichang Temple's team then gathered up the sachets and dismounted, following the two leaders to take a closer look.
They are here to find someone, who they are, they are not clear as a mule, they have only looked at the portrait, as to what the person is doing, why they are looking for him, they know nothing. Only Taibu and Taizhu know.
"Are you sure this is it?" Taizhu glanced at the third floor of Xiaozhulou and confirmed with Taibu again.
However, even Taibu himself felt that this place wanted Tibetans. It was simple and easy, and difficult to say. If the fog can block people out, then this is an excellent hiding place, but if it can't be blocked, it is difficult to escape.
"Well, search it first." I wish I didn't ask too much, and I arranged for a dry dumpling.
Soon, the two went to the bamboo building with five mules, and the goal went straight to the houses, and outside the bamboo building, the remaining hundred or so people were not leaking.
The three-story bamboo building was not too big, and seven people searched it out in no time.
"How?" Taizhu hurried down from the top layer, holding the scroll in his hand, rummaging for some clues, then shook his head and threw it on the wooden table aside.
Taibu stood in the chic and concise guest room on the bottom floor and said in his direction: "Nothing."
I wish I looked around with my arms in my arms, and finally said, "Girl, I don't doubt you are inaccurate, but ... will there be some clues so that the results are affected?"
The facts were in front of him, and Tai Bu wasn't bothered when asked about this, but simply sat down at the table in one direction, put the straw knot and turtle shell on the table, and watched it carefully.
"Will you ... burn another shell?" Hesitated too much.
Tai Bu shook his head: "No, you can't burn it twice a day, I'll see it again."
But after watching it for a while, she couldn't help but snorted again.
Taizhu: "How?"
"It's nothing, the same person I said before." Taibu said, "I happened to be in this town when I calculated, and was brought into the shell pattern."
"Is that the person you said is impossible here? Who the are you talking about?" I wish I was confused.
Tai Bu looked up at him, his black eyes revealed through the holes in the mask, and his eyes seemed a little confused: "It must be someone who is like a birthday or a life-like figure. It cannot be the one I think. After all ... "
"Don't go around, who? Straight." I wish I was strangled to death.
Taibu shakes out the piece of thin paper covered with red marks, lights the words "Same Lamp", and rushes to him: "National Teacher."
"Who ?!" Taizhu couldn't help but want to dig his ears, but touched the edge of the mask and let it down again.
Taibu repeated: "National division."
"It's impossible, how could it be--" Taizhu shook his head quickly. "The Master is still at the top of the Famen Temple, we have seen it before we set off. How can his old man suddenly come to Qingping County, You are not ignorant of the rules of his retreat. If you come out halfway, you will lose all your achievements. "
Taibu: "Of course I know, so I also said that Xing Xu is only a person like Xiao, it can't be the deity. But ..."
I wish I waved well: "There is nothing wrong with it, let's hurry up and think about the business."
However, having said that, in fact, he felt a little inexplicable.
When Taibu re-focused on the turtle's back pattern, a very slight one-star motion suddenly came from the distance of the mist, as if something had accidentally tapped on the bamboo leaves.
At the same time, the grass knot on the table moved inexplicably, as if swept away by the wind and changed its position.
Tai Bu stowed these things down, and hurried down the bamboo floor without saying a word, "If there is any change, I will get out of the mountain immediately, and people will run away later!"
After about a tea time, another group of people stood at the intersection where the troops of Taichang Temple stopped.
"Where should we go? Is this one looking like it's going to die, or is it clean and foggy?" One of the middle-aged, stout men asked with a disappointed expression.
This pedestrian is not others, it is Xue Xian them.
Jiang Shijing's birthday was two days later, but it was delayed. Xue Xian did not let Jiang Shining follow, but left him in Fangfu to accompany his sister. The remaining Lu Yanqi, Stone Zhang, and Xuan Mercy were all brought out by him.
Lu Yanqi is a human-shaped guide tortoise. Although he may not be able to do so, he is still useful for Xue Xian's blindness. Stone Zhang remembered that the person who had tied him up at the time. If he found it, he had to rely on him to confirm it, so it was also useful. As for Xuan Mercy ...
It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, you have to take it anyway.
Where did this psychology come from? Xue Xian couldn't say. It's about the same time that my colleagues have become accustomed.
However, pulling out Xuan Merci was out of some kind of inconceivable thoughts, but when it really came out, he had some regrets. After all, what happened last night was still there, and Xuan Mercy's temperament was a little strange today. Up ... what did Fang Cheng say?
Oh yes, the effect of ambergris is not a day or two.
Ha ha.
When Xue Xian confessed that his mind had been squeezed through the door, Lu Yan gazed at the fog and rushed to the stone: "Do you still need to ask at this time? It must be the one that seems to die."
Stone Zhang: "Is this misty, is it poisonous?"
Lu Yanqi: "It's all about to die. Can it be poisonless?"
Stone Zhang: "Where do you go ..."
Lu Yan said with no expression on his face: "Hard flowing."
Screw you.
Stone Zhang just wanted to make a U-turn and ran away. The most weird thing is that, except for a woody fragrance, he felt a smell of blood in the mist, still fresh.
He immediately fought in two battles, trying to cry at Xue Xian, to see if he could evoke a pity of this ancestor.
Fortunately, he hadn't burst into tears yet, and Xuan Merci opened his mouth with mercy, and said lightly, "No need to worry--"
He said that he would reach out and touch the paper amulets. The calmness and calmness seemed to reassure the stones. After all, Xuan Mercy has always been reliable. He said that if there is a way, then there must be a way to walk through the mist.
When he saw the paper charm, Shi Zhang knew that he was going to use the amulet to make an array. He immediately stepped aside and didn't want to hinder him.
As a result, the Xuan Merci paper amulet was just held in his hand, and somebody outside the soul finally returned to God.
I saw Xue Xian pressing Xuan Mian's hand back, and leaning his head on the corner of his mouth to bask in the sun, "Just a little trick, how can it be so solemn, I'll come."
Then, he patted the armrest of the chair. Hearing a "click", the wind howling violently, like a raptor crossing the river, rolled forward with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.
call--
The thick mist that lingered for years has been swept away by this extraordinary demon wind, revealing the layers of old trees that have been blown down to the ground between the mountains and a clear road.
Xue Xian turned his face and yanked Xuan Mercy and picked his chin. There was nothing on his mouth, and the expression on his face was the same as his usual laziness, but somehow, it was inexplicable that "you are It's not about praising me. "
Xuan Mian glanced down at him and said, "The armrest of the chair is cracked." His tone was still ... a little salty.
Xue Xian: "..." This kind of stuff that is not born to look at the face and talk to the scene should be planted into the sea.