"Mom, I'll go to the county with Uncle Gou, and I'm not coming back today!"

When Mother Lin came back, Lin Dian said hello and got into Li Ergou's car and left together.

...

At the foot of Magu Mountain

Lin Dian looked at it curiously, as the only developed scenic spot in the county, Rao is he couldn't think of any celebrity tombs in this place that could be targeted by Tufuzi.

It is said to be a scenic spot, but because there is almost no foreign population in the small county, and the locals are tired of seeing it, there is no tourism capital here, and there is no follow-up after half of the development. The railings of the toll booth at the foot of the hill have been removed, and it looks rather desolate.

"This is it. Li Ergou parked the car halfway up the mountain, and the two got out of the car and walked a small road.

"This?" Lin Dian looked at the majestic waterfall in front of him and was a little surprised, and with his eyesight, he couldn't see where there would be a burial here.

Feng Shui Feng Shui, there is a way to disperse when the wind is carried by the wind, and the boundary water is stopped.

However, wind and water are also merciless, and there are priorities. It's true that there is love in feng shui here, but it is too hasty, although the burial can shade the descendants, but the deceased will never be reborn!

What's more, except for the waterfall that pours thousands of miles in front of you, the rest of the place is full of rocks, and there is no soft soil to move at all.

Li Ergou looked around and made sure there were no outsiders. He carefully stepped on the big stones next to the waterfall and walked towards the waterfall against the stone wall.

Looking at his actions, Lin Dian woke up, there was another mystery in the waterfall?

I saw Li Ergou standing in front of the waterfall, waved his hand at Lin Dian and signaled him to take this road, then turned around and jumped and disappeared into the waterfall.

Seeing this, Lin Dian quickly followed, and no one around him had no scruples, jumping into the waterfall from the same position like a spirit monkey.

...

Once you've stood firm, you'll be looking around, it's a cave.

There are two heavens inside and outside the waterfall, the water outside is rushing like thunder, but the cave does not drip.

took out the searchlight prepared by Li Ergou and shot in all directions, and there was indeed a cave in the cave.

"Don't get lost. Li Ergou reminded Lin Dian, "There are three floors here, and each floor has eight holes, and it will be difficult to get out if you get lost!"

Lin Dian also saw that this was the formation of the Eight Gate Dunjia, but the preferences of each person who arranged the formation were different, and the exit positions were different.

Eight points: rest, life, Du, injury, scene, death, shock, and open.

Beginners can only follow the steps step by step and put the way of life in the birth gate, but the formation is not so easy to break when it reaches a certain level and does what you want.

If Zhuge Liang put down the eight array diagram back then, how could Lu Xun's generation of famous teachers not understand gossip, but he would rather be trapped in the formation than act rashly is this reason.

Especially this place is actually buried in the waterfall, this strange phenomenon Lin Dian didn't dare to speculate, since Li Ergou knew the way and followed him.

When he came to the last gate, sure enough, the person who set up the formation set the way out, dead and dead! Lin Dian couldn't help but guess, what kind of resentment was this?

...

"This is it. ”

As soon as he walked into the tomb, Li Ergou hugged his arms, trembling, and his lips began to be a little blue!

"What a grudge!"

Lin Dian secretly said that it was not good, and slapped him on the back with a palm.

However, to no avail, I saw Li Ergou convulsive and fell to the ground, Lin Dian hurriedly tested his snort and pulse with his hand, and found that there was still breath. He lifted his fainted body up against the wall.

After doing all this, Lin Dian followed the resentment and found that it was all emanating from the position of the coffin.

Out of caution, he circled around the edge of the chamber and patted the walls. After making sure that the tomb had no other mechanisms and secret chambers, he cautiously approached the coffin.

Pushing open the lid of the coffin, Lin Dian was stunned for a while!

It's a joint burial tomb! A male corpse dressed in an ancient style, holding a skeleton! The male corpse is not corrupt at all, only a sword wound that pierces through the chest!

His first reaction was a zombie! However, after a closer look, he found that the male corpse did not have the slightest trace of corpse transformation, but there was a sense of oppression from the corpse, which made him dare not act rashly!

After waiting for a while to make sure that there was nothing unusual, Lin Dian slowly reached into the man with his hand.

The sword inserted next to the coffin shook violently, making a soft groan, accompanied by wisps of resentment.

When the voice came, Lin Dian's originally clear gaze became dull, as if he had lost his mind, and slowly held the hilt of the sword with his hand.

A monstrous resentment came into his mind, and Lin Dian "saw" it.

A man and a woman stand under a plane tree, snuggling up to each other. The woman is dressed in ancient costumes, with exquisite facial features, and a small jasper. The man is handsome, dressed in a silk robe and white, with a sword at his waist. The man looked exactly like the man lying in the coffin!

He is a world-class cultivator! She is only eight buckets tall! Like a pair of fairy couples.

"Wan'er, everyone says that the fairy world is good, and I also want to see what the fairy world is like. The man said suddenly.

"Wuguan, do what you want, I'll wait for you to come back and marry me!" The woman opened her mouth a little reluctantly, but still decided to support the man's idea.

"This Spark Burning Plain Sword is regarded as a token of love between you and me!"

At dusk, the man left his sword and walked away, and the woman's eyes were filled with tears!

Every day women will come here to wait, holding their swords in a daze, and sitting for a day!

Time passes. The sycamore tree bloomed and failed, defeated and opened.

She resolutely refused to follow the marriage arranged by her family and resolutely broke with her family.

The big family allowed her to react, so they sent someone to arrest her. Although he escaped with the sword he left behind, he also injured his soul.

In addition, the woman's worries became ill, and her body became weaker and weaker.

When he coughed up blood every day, his body couldn't hold it anymore, and he still didn't wait for a man.

It was still dusk, and she rubbed her face against the saber left by the man for the day, drawing the sword and writing something one by one.

After a period of weakness, he collapsed under the plane tree and did not get up again.

The saber groaned, and the sycamore leaves fell to bury her body.

As spring turned to autumn, the saber drove away countless crows and hungry beasts that wanted to land, but it could not drive away time, and the woman's corpse gradually turned into dry bones.

...

Finally the man returned, back to the place where they had been waiting for their farewell to say goodbye. His white clothes were stained with blood, and it looked like he had gone through a great battle.

He brought the method of immortality from the immortal world, and he couldn't wait to be a real immortal couple with the woman!

But he only saw the sword he had left behind, but not his lover. He was a little panicked in his heart, whether the woman had remarried someone else.

The sword sensed the arrival of its master, and the sword trembled slightly, happy and a little sad.

The man pinched his fingers and calculated, the fingers that had never trembled when the enemy was in all directions, but at this time his lips kept trembling, and he couldn't find out where the woman's soul was!

Trying to calm down, he stretched out his hand and waved, and the sycamore leaves on the ground rose with the wind. I saw that the words carved by the woman on the ground were still clear.

The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends dusk flowers to fall. The wind is dry, and the tears are left. If you want to write about your heart, you will be oblique in your monologue. Hard, hard, hard!

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swing. The horn is cold, and the night is dark. Afraid of people asking, crying and pretending to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!

The man, who had shed countless blood and had never frowned, slipped down two bloody tears. He seemed to see the scene of the woman waiting in a daze every day after her soul was hurt, hoping to see the person he liked before she died! As if he could see the woman disappointed again and again after dusk!

Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, the city is full of spring palace wall willows. The east wind is evil, and the joy is thin. A melancholy, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky. Peach blossoms fall, idle pond pavilion. Although the mountain league is here, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Momomo!

The man carried the woman's dry bones and came to the waterfall of a small mountain.

"Here comes the sword!" the man stretched out his hand, and the sword passed through the waterfall as if cutting tofu, and kept moving through the mountain, drawing holes one after another, and finally digging out the shape of a burial chamber.

Standing in front of the coffin with dry bones in his arms, the man looked at the woman's dry bones with gentle eyes.

"Wan'er, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

"What becomes an immortal! What becomes an immortal! Hahaha, if you go back in time, you will never be an immortal!"

"I'm sorry, old man. ”

After the man looked up to the sky and laughed with resentment, he stroked the saber, and the saber wailed again, but he still couldn't resist the man's will, and pierced his chest with a sword!

Eventually, the saber plunged into the ground. The man used his last strength to slowly pour the dry bones of himself and the woman behind the coffin, and covered himself with the coffin!