Looking at Wang Chong's figure gradually moving away, Lin Manni had a strange taste in her heart.

Professor Chen also changed his clothes, put on a mask, and said, "Lin Manni, let's go too!"

Wang looked at the steep steps, but there were all kinds of feelings in his heart, and the dream in his mind was quite the same as here, maybe it was a mental effect!

The silver and shining incense burner in the darkness made Wang Zhongzhong sink for a moment, and the Taoist priest with a ghost mask appeared in front of him, as if he was looking at him sideways, at that moment Wang Chong was extremely nervous, I don't know if it was an illusion or his own dazzle, rubbing his eyes but he found that his head was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and he looked at it and still had nothing.

What's wrong with me!

Wang Chong kept questioning himself, muttering "Everything is a fantasy, it's all a fantasy"

I buried my head in the incense burner, but I couldn't help but glance at it, and a strange fragment instantly appeared in my mind.

"Tianxuan, this is Chongyang Temple, and it will be your home in the future" An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe holding floating dust walked through the incense burner with an innocent Taoist boy holding a plum branch.

"I Tianxuan swears to break the demons in the world and return the world to Lang Lang Qiankun", a high-spirited Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a seven-star sword held a sword and made an oath to Lang Lang Qiankun.

"Master, it turns out that the disciple is the biggest demon in this world, I have polluted the Qiankun Avenue, I want to return the bright moon, I want to return the Langlang Qiankun, I want to return the righteous path in the world" At this time, the wind and clouds are changing, thunder is everywhere, the blood under the mountain is like a river, the bones are a mountain, a bronze forehead fangs, a hateful Taoist priest with a nine-foot long sword in one hand and a sword swinging a sword to kill himself.

A chill came up, Wang Chong couldn't help but wipe his neck, relieved, everything just now seemed to have been experienced by himself, and he didn't dare to look at the incense burner, and the pace under his feet was a little faster.

On the top is a round tulou that looks like the Hakka people, but this tulou is all built with black stone and black tiles, and it looks like a bunker from a distance.

Wang Chong lowered his head and trotted all the way up, although he was sweating profusely but did not dare to look around, and finally went up to a two-meter-high door nailed with rivets to hide, Wang Chong did not think much, he wanted to push open the wooden door, the wooden door was very closed. With a loud and heavy sound, the door was slowly pushed open.

The moonlight shines like water on Lijiazhai, the internal pattern is the same as the Hakka tulou, a large circular open space is a patio in the middle, a cold moisture emanates from the tulou, and the ears swirl like the whispers of ghosts.

Although there is moonlight, but the surroundings are still very dark, Wang Chong doesn't know if there is anyone living here, remember that the photo seems to be firelight, if there is really someone, then it is not a turtle in the urn, and he has nowhere to escape.

A sense of absurdity came out from the bottom of my heart, is everything because I think too much, it's just my own imagination, so many strange stories, the so-called talisman yin and yang are all scared by themselves, and they want to leave when they retreat.

The heavy wooden door slowly closed, making a dull closing sound.

"Don't scare yourself, don't scare yourself," Wang Chong kept repeating and hinting at himself, but as soon as he turned around, an old woman with thin squinting eyes and monkey cheeks stood in front of Wang Chong, and then the moonlight could clearly see the strange characters tattooed on the old woman's face, like a witch in a fairy tale.

"Don't you know that you can't trespass on the Holy Land?" rebuked the old woman in a very sharp and cold voice.

Wang Chongdu was almost scared to death by him, and his heart was pounding.

Licked his pale lips, squeezed out a smile and said, "Old woman, I'm here to find Chongyang Temple."

The old woman tilted her head sideways, looked at Wang Chongdao through the small slit in her eyes, and said, "Who instructed you to come to Chongyang Temple?"

Wang Chong said "Tianxuan" without thinking

Isn't that the picture that flashed in Wang Chong's mind when he went up the mountain?

The old woman knelt down with a "poof".

"The eighteenth generation of the Guardian Meng Qimei Meets the Heavenly Master"

Wang Chong was directly frightened by the little old woman in front of him, what is the situation?

Soul keepers? I'm still sending soul people! Zhen Soul Street, see more of you. Wang Zhong swallowed and said secretly

"Old man, please get up, how can I stand your kneeling?"

Helping the old woman up, the old woman's eyes became reverent, grabbed the corner of Wang Chong's clothes and walked to the patio, "Quick, come with me"

Wang Chong was a little stunned and felt that the old woman had great strength, and she was like a kite to be entrusted, and after a while, she came to the patio, the old woman turned her hand over and slapped it on the patio well, the well was a few centimeters lower, and the water did not overflow, but the water level directly sank and flowed clean, and the stones at the bottom of the well rose one by one, forming a downward ladder, and Wang Chong was dumbfounded, is this making a movie? .

The old woman took the corner of Wang Chongyi's clothes and dragged him in, and after a while, a refreshing cool air rushed straight to the door of the head from the soles of the feet, the hole was like a corridor, and the firelight on the two walls of the cave was lit up at one time, and the steps were all the way down, and finally stopped in the open underground, the lights were lit at one time, and the whole space exuded a pine fragrance. I saw that it was stopped under an altar three meters long and two meters wide, and on the highest position was a whisk of dust, followed by a mask with a copper forehead and fangs with an abominable face, and below it were all ashes altars, a total of seventeen.

"This is our eighteenth generation of spiritual guardians, guarding the incarnation of the Heavenly Master," the old woman said with tears twinkle as she looked at the seventeen columbarium altars and spiritual seats.

"Are you saying that in my previous life, I was the one who drew my sword in front of the Chongyang Temple and killed Tianxuan?"

The old woman's eyes were burning and she explained sadly, "Heavenly Master, he has a great wish like the sky, and he tries to wipe out all the demons and evil in the world, but he has done too much killing to thank himself for the heavens and the earth."

"Just because of this, you have guarded him for eighteen generations?"

Looking at Wang Chong, who was still immature, the old woman lamented, "The world is too stupid, if it weren't for the Heavenly Master's exhaustion of demons and evil spirits back then, the world would have been rampant with demons a long time ago, you haven't seen these things, naturally you won't understand"

"Senior, why did you take me this time, is it possible that you still have to emulate the previous life to punish all evils? This is the 21st century, and there is a society ruled by law, how can there be so many evils!"

"Believe me, what you see may not be real" As soon as he raised his hand and bent his five fingers, the mask was sucked into his hand by the air, and Wang Chong was dumbfounded: sucking objects in the air is too unconventional to operate.

"The name of this thing is the golden four eyes, which can drive away evil spirits and avoid epidemics, and distinguish yin and yang, if you bring him, you will know that what I said is true," the old woman put the mask on both hands.

Isn't this the mask worn by the Taoist priest, Wang Chong wanted to stretch out his hand as if he heard a small whisper, but he couldn't hear it clearly. The moment he touched the mask, Wang Chong seemed to feel a hot snort, and the mask seemed to be alive.