Kunlun Mountain, the ancestral vein of ten thousand mountains, from ancient times to the present, countless legends of immortals and gods are related to it! It is a sacred mountain in the eyes of the world! At this moment, in the valley filled with white mist in Kunlun Mountain, a burst of human voices sounded......

Chen Xiaobai looked at the four nicks carved on the tree, sat down under the tree weakly, and said helplessly: "Old man, we are lost."

Hearing the young man's somewhat panicked words, Lao Chen calmly took out a cigarette gun, loaded a bag of cigarettes, lit a fire, and took two puffs, the smoke rising between his mouth and nose and the white mist in the forest quickly blended into one.

"Boy, this is a ghost hitting the wall, give me the peachwood sword. Old Chen Tou looked at the sky and looked around.

Chen Xiaobai took out a peachwood sword from the big leather bag behind his back and handed it out.

Lao Chen took the sword, bit his middle finger open, smeared the blood on the sword, and took out a piece of yellow rune paper from his arms, threaded it through the tip of the sword, and took seven steps forward, agile like a monkey.

There were words muttered in his mouth, "The seven stars return to their positions, the Kui stars kick and fight, and all evils are easy to dispel." ”

After speaking, the peachwood sword pointed straight to the sky, and the yellow rune paper on the sword spontaneously combusted without wind.

A strand of wind rose from the tip of the sword, and then the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing in all directions.

The white mist was gone, and the woods were gone, except for a marked dead crooked-necked tree, standing alone on a small dirt bag.

"Old man, the sword is not old. ”

Old Chen didn't pay attention to Chen Xiaobai, hunched his waist, slowly paced to the tree, looked at the crooked neck tree, and then looked at the soil bag.

"Hey, poor man, boy, take out the Jizo Sutra and the Soul Sending Banner. ”

Chen Xiaobai flipped through for a long time, and took out a scripture book and a small flag, the size of a palm, made of kraft paper.

It is painted with cinnabar with strange lines and plausible words. At a glance, he felt dizzy, and hurriedly handed it to Lao Chen.

After taking the things, Lao Chen Tou put the banner on the small earthen bag, placed the scriptures in front of the earthen bag, and took out a piece of yellow rune paper from his arms and pasted it on the crooked neck tree.

He walked around the small dirt bag, "Dust to dust, dust to earth, soul to yin and yang road." The scriptures are the guides, the flags are the roads, and the soul returns to the reincarnation of the underworld!:"

Old Chen Tou muttered words three times in his mouth, ignoring the beads of sweat on his face. He stomped on the ground with both feet, and pointed his finger at the rune paper on the tree, "Soul appeared"!

I saw that the rune paper spontaneously combusted without wind, and the crooked-neck tree seemed to be doused with gasoline, and it quickly ignited, and turned into a pile of ashes in the blink of an eye.

A translucent phantom appeared above the small earthen bag, it was a woman in ancient costume dressed in red, and her face could not be seen clearly in the haze. Chen Xiaobai opened his mouth wide in shock, not daring to say anything.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom became more and more transparent, as if the wind would blow away.

Lao Chen pointed to the scriptures and shouted, and the scriptures in front of the earthen bag turned over without wind, shooting out white light from the book, forming a circle of light, protecting the phantom of the woman who was about to disperse.

Old Chen took out a handful of cinnabar and scattered it to the small flag. I saw Kohata rise more than half a meter into the air, drawing a circle and spinning while spontaneously combusting, forming a circle of fire that was constantly rotating.

A small black dot slowly grew larger in the ring of fire, and as the black dot grew larger, Chen Xiaobai felt that the air around him was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't stop shivering when he was cold.

The last black hole with a diameter of more than one meter appeared, the black hole kept rotating, with a strange suction, and there was a piercing scream from the hole, and Chen Xiaobai felt that his head hurt like a pinprick.

"Return to the soul!" Lao Chen shouted loudly, pointing to the female phantom in the air, and the phantom slowly fell towards the black hole. I saw that the woman was in the air, bowed to Lao Chen, bowed three times, and then fell into the black hole and disappeared, and then the black hole also dissipated in the air.

"But I'm tired of the old man, this Kunlun Mountain is evil, and this rare soul tomb in a hundred years can be met by the old man. Old Chen sat on the ground.

"Old man, what is the Soul Suppression Tomb?"

"Boy, the Soul Tomb is a shady thing. In the coffin, the living person is nailed to the limbs with three-inch-long copper nails, and finally the ruler-long copper nails are used to nail the person into the heavenly spirit cover, and the person is nailed to death. Then the coffin was covered, and the grave was piled on the ground, and a tree with a crooked neck was planted on the grave. After death, people do not enter reincarnation, and turn into ghosts wandering around the crooked neck tree, and they are not allowed to be reborn, which is called the soul tomb. ”

"What a great revenge is this? After death, people will not live in peace. After listening to Old Chen's words, Chen Xiaobai palpitated for a while.

"Hey, people say that poisonous snakes are venomous, and beasts are cruel, but compared to these people, this is nothing. ”

"Old man, you're old, don't do it after this trip," Chen Xiaobai looked at Old Chen's slightly arched waist, wrinkles on his face, and sweat on his face, feeling a little distressed.

"Hey, I want to collect the mountain too! But your vegetative father, the crazy second uncle who doesn't recognize people, who cares? You kid is still young, and the old man can't even collect the mountain if I want to!"

Lao Chen Tou filled a bag of cigarettes, lit them, clicked, and took a few puffs, "These two turtle sons also deserve it, and they will fight upside down, not because Lao Tzu has too many doorways, troublesome, and unlearned, and he doesn't learn the Taoism of the Southern School." ”

"It's good to see your head. One is the living dead, the other is crazy, hey, boy, you can't learn from them, you know. Our old Chen family is the only seedling of you, your grandfather and I are 103 years old, and we have been fighting all my life, just because of the doorway passed down by our ancestors, we have not been punished by God. ”

"Got it, grandpa, you rest next to me, watch me open Baoshan, and see if there are any bright goods. ”

Chen Xiaobai took out a Luoyang shovel, and on the small soil slope, the three on the left and the fourth measured the direction with steps, and then chose a position to excavate.

As the sun continued to tilt to the west, a deep hole appeared, straight down, with no bottom in sight, and puffs of gray smoke came outward, with the smell of corruption.

"This tomb, look at this air pillar has been around for some years, boy, put it clean and then go down, your choice of this cave is okay, and it goes straight to the main tomb. ”

"That's right, don't look at who taught me," Chen Xiaobai laughed.

After half an hour, there was no more gray smoke coming out of the cave, and a desolate breath that did not seem to belong to this world came from the cave.

"Piling, bolting ropes", Old Man Chen looked at the entrance of the cave.

Chen Xiaobai took out a hammer, hammered a half-meter-long iron stake with a sharp end, hammered it into the ground, took out a bundle of long ropes, tied it firmly to the stake, threw the other end into the hole, and pulled it vigorously with his hand, "It's done, grandpa."

"I'll go down and take a look first, and then you can come down if it's okay," Old Man Chen said to Chen Xiaobai with a miner's lamp on his head, twisting the switch.

"Otherwise, I'll go down first, grandpa. ”

"Get out, little tooth cub, the hair hasn't grown together, can you understand what," After speaking, he ignored Chen Xiaobai, followed the rope, and slid down the hole.

Chen Bai stood at the edge of the cave, only to see that in the dark cave, a bright light was constantly falling, "Old man, you can be safe!"