Chapter 177: Monk Suxin (14)

There is no way to go forward and there is no way to retreat, as soon as the gate of this ghost city is closed, one person and one ghost will be called the turtle in the urn, Leng Junling thought for a moment, and felt that this word was not very appropriate, how could he scold himself into it, and immediately floated out of the gourd and followed the monk and asked: "I said that I want to die Master Qian, what should I do now, do you want to continue to move forward or find the way directly, standing here is not a way, right?"

"Hey, Si Niang, standing naturally isn't the way, aren't I looking for a way now?"

The monk smiled, pulled out a green willow branch from his sleeve, which was folded on the side of the road outside the city just now, it was nothing unusual, but I saw him take out a thumb-sized vial from his sleeve, and poured the liquid into the willow branch, and held the willow branch in front of him a few times, I don't know what this operation is, I saw that the monk shook off the willow branch after the fog around the body dissipated some, faintly revealing some buildings, under the foot is a quiet and winding avenue, I don't know where to lead.

Leng Junling looked strange and interesting, this operation was the first time he had seen it: "What is in your bottle?"

"Boy urine, it can drive away evil spirits!"

I'm ·····

Leng Junling instantly drifted away from him at some distance, afraid that he would throw the boy's urine on himself when he shook the willow branch.

Is there such a strange monk, who still carries the boy's urine with him?

Seeing Leng Junling's disgusted expression, the monk couldn't help laughing, shook his head and boasted: "This is the result of my years of cultivation, how about it, the power is good, don't you see the way!"

It's disgusting.,It's still his own urine.,But boy?

"Monk, you are really a ······ Hmmm·· Boy?"

"That is, monk, I have always been clean and self-conscious, and I have been a boy for many years, and the boy's urine is so powerful, or do you think it's okay to just be a child's urine?"

This topic is so disgusting, it seems to have a taste, Leng Junling grinded his teeth, and decided to change the topic: "Since there is a road, where are you going?"

"This····· I don't know yet, take a step at a time. ”

The monk is called a bachelor, so Leng Junling just wanted to roll his eyes, the two of them said these few words, and then they arrived in front of the building, and when they looked closely, it seemed to be an inn, I don't know that it has been pestle here for a few years, and the broken tiles and broken beams are broken, if it weren't for the plaque on the ground that was broken into a few petals, I really couldn't see that this was an inn before.

Leng Junling stepped forward: "Welcome guests?"

"It's almost as good as a place to welcome ghosts now. ”

After looking around, there is nothing special except for the desolate and gloomy, but isn't this the case in the deserted city, Leng Junling floated around on the first floor, and didn't see anything special.

"It looks like it's just an ordinary deserted inn, and then go to other places? Hey, what are you looking at on the ground?"

Leng Junling floated back to the monk's side, and saw the monk squatting on the ground touching his chin and looking at something seriously, and stepped forward to take a look, it seemed to be a few copper coins?

"Can there be copper coins on this ground?"

Leng Junling also squatted down beside the monk, trying to pick it with his hands, but the copper coins wanted to stick to the ground Yes, they couldn't be buckled at all, and after a closer look, the copper coins were not stuck to the ground but were embedded, Leng Junling stroked the soil on the ground, and saw that the ground was not only these copper coins, but densely inlaid with a ground, and it was just covered by the soil before.

"Are you so rich?

Leng Junling raised her eyebrows, she had seen a copper coin formation before, it was quite similar to this, but it was not exactly the same, the copper coin needle she saw was based on the spirit stone as the array, and the copper coin was used as the medium, and the copper coin could attack the person who entered the formation with the control of the master wherever it went, and this copper coin, except for the decaying appearance, did not have a trace of aura, it was purely like a decoration, there was a little aggression there, but the order of arrangement was also different.

"It's quite rich, Siniang, take a look, this copper coin is not the Wanbao money in circulation now, hasn't this ghost town only appeared for a year?"

The monk was amazed, he seemed to have seen this copper coin in his senior brother, like the Tongbao copper coin of the previous dynasty, it has been more than 200 years since the previous dynasty was destroyed, and there are still people collecting Tongbao copper coins to pave the ground?

Leng Junling naturally didn't know this copper coin, even if it was strange, it was not rotten now, and it was nothing special, so he stood up without interest at the moment: "Let's find a way, these copper coins are not unusual." ”

The point is that it's worthless, it's all rotten like this, and it's too much trouble to take it out.

The monk smiled, pried a few copper coins down and put them in his sleeve: "Although it is not valuable, it is good to take it back and be a gadget to fiddle with my senior brother." ”

Then a man and a ghost searched around the inn again, and saw that there was nothing special before coming out, but when they walked to the street, they found that the fog seemed to fade some, revealing a whole street in front of them, and a stone bridge could be vaguely seen at the end, and the sound of rushing water came, and the unspeakable weirdness in this dead silence city.

"Monk, what can you think of when you see the bridge in such a situation?"

"What about the bridge?"

The monk looked back at Leng Junling, and when he saw Leng Junling's eyes shining, he couldn't help but smile, and then walked forward, Leng Junling followed with great interest, and everyone and ghost all looked excited to do something, so that they didn't give this ghost city face at all.

The street was not very long, and soon the two of them arrived at the bridge, only to see that the bridge was composed of snow-white marble, and it did not match the gray and eerie ruined city at all, and there was a small river hidden below, and the source could not be seen and the end could not be seen, the dark green river was close to pitch black, and at first glance I thought it was flowing ink, and the dusty stone bridge was even more strange than that, it seemed to be put together by force, and it seemed that the stone bridge was very abrupt.

A person and a ghost looked at each other, and together they lifted their feet on the stone bridge, when they walked to the highest point of the stone bridge, the scene around them changed instantly, and suddenly there was a terrible wail in the ears, the river was flowing violently, the sound was deafening, like beating a drum and smashing it on the chest, the monk looked into the river, and saw that between the ups and downs of the river, countless ghosts wailed, tearing and biting each other, as if they were trying their best to step on each other to climb on the bridge, that scene, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is Yama hell.

"They want to go to the bridge?"

Leng Junling tilted his head, looked at the ghosts in the river, and even reached out to tease him, and saw that the ghosts in the river jumped up desperately and wanted to pull Leng Junling's hand, but they always fell back a few centimeters away.

Ghost teasing?

This scene is quite novel.

But why does it look so much like a funny dog?

Those ghosts below would have scolded angrily if they still had their minds at this time, but unfortunately they had already lost their minds, and now they just relied on instinct to want to go to the bridge, and they didn't have a long memory when they were teased by Leng Junling, and they were still stupid and fooled again and again, and when Leng Junling had enough to retract his hand, he looked up at the monk: "Have you noticed, the clothes these ghosts wear are really interesting." ”