"Misleading the crowd?"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head, looking at this ghost town where people came and went, he couldn't help but sigh and muttered: "Now the ghost city has changed for some reason, and there is a yin qi rising to the sky, covering the sky and covering the sky like the sun, how can ordinary people wait?"

"Alas, it's a pity, no one is willing to listen to Poor Dao, and everyone regards Poor Dao as a charlatan......"

In the end, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh, looking compassionate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Qingyan, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but be a little surprised, could it be that this old Taoist priest noticed the changes in the mountain? Now the yin qi of the mountain is extremely strong, even under the scorching sun, he can feel the slightest rays of shade.

And it is not surprising that the old Taoist priest can perceive it.

If we revive today, there will naturally be strange people born, and even the legendary Taoism is about to appear......

It's just that the next scene made Feng Qingyan almost stumble under his feet.

At this time, the old Taoist priest turned around and walked down the steps step by step, as if he was reluctant to give up on the ghost town, and then walked to a stall at the bottom of the steps. On both sides of the stairs, there are many small vendors, selling incense, candles, paper treasures, souvenirs of ghost towns, or local specialties......

The old Taoist priest returned to a fortune-telling stall and sat down.

The stall sold all kinds of talismans, and there was a flag with the word "fortune telling" written on it. When the breeze is blowing, the flags are fluttering, the old Taoist priest's white hair is fluttering, the yin and yang Taoist robes are dancing, and the fairy wind is full of bones......

"Uh......"

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and didn't pay attention to it.

At first, I thought I had met a strange person, but now it seems that I have thought too much. In this world, there are certainly strange people, but there are not many people who can meet them everywhere, which is too cheap.

"Qingyan. ”

As he walked up the steps, the voice of Yu Guanhai came from behind him.

Feng Qingyan turned around and saw Yu Guanhai, Liu Wu, Feng Jiajia and other six people walking towards him, so he stopped and waited for them.

"Let's do it together. ”

Yu Guanhai said, and a group of people walked towards the ghost town.

At this time, the old Taoist priest who was sitting behind the fortune-telling booth opened his eyes with some confusion, and then looked at Feng Qingyan and the others who were about to disappear.

Then he pinched his fingers, and his face became even more puzzled. Then he pinched his fingers again, and his face changed from confusion to surprise and then to shock.

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The ghost town is verdant, beautifully built, and intoxicating.

In particular, the pavilions and pavilions standing by the mountain, as well as the ink relics of celebrities, made everyone sigh in amazement.

"When you come to the ghost town, you must not miss the Ghost Country Divine Palace, I heard that the underworld here, which simulates human lawsuits, courts, prisons, torture, etc., has a peculiar conception and a realistic demeanor......" Chen Baichuan, who was walking in front, turned back to introduce to everyone from time to time, and most of his eyes fell on Li Jing, as if he wanted to attract Li Jing's attention.

It's a pity that Li Jing didn't look at him at all, but just quietly followed behind Feng Qingyan, making him both envious and jealous.

On the way, everyone was a little tired from walking, so they stopped to rest before the ghost gate closed.

Seeing this ghost gate, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but shake his head, the ghost gate in front of him is an ancient pavilion, with four corners of the cornices, and the dark mountain gate is as wide as the sky, and the ancient meaning is vast. On the blood-rusty horizontal plaque, there are three big characters engraved with the terrifying "Ghost Gate", which is very eye-catching, and many tourists stop here to take pictures.

Of course, Yu Guanhai, Liu Fu and others are no exception.

On both sides of the ghost gate, there are sixteen punishment ghosts, each with green flowers, teeth and claws, different postures, vivid. The shade of the ancient trees on both sides, the noise of birds and crows, the cold stars and the cool moon, give people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

If it's a big night, it's a bit scary.

At this time, Yu Guanhai walked a few steps, patted a hideous ghost, and turned around and asked, "What kind of ghost is this?"

"Demons. Liu Wu said immediately.

"I'm asking, what the hell is this ghost, what is it called?" Yu Guanhai said with a roll of his eyes.

"I don't know. ”

"I don't know. ”

Everyone shook their heads, even Chen Baichuan, who had done his homework, didn't know what the sixteen evil ghosts who guarded the ghost gate were called. Because, these sixteen evil ghosts are rarely recorded, and even if they are recorded, there are many versions, which have not been recognized by everyone.

"Ghost car. Feng Qingyan said lightly.

"Ghost car?" Yu Guanhai was puzzled for a moment, and then pointed to the second evil ghost, "What about this one, what is it called?"

"Qingjia. "Feng Qingyan Road.

"Qingjia?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they had never heard of this ghost name.

"Is there a ghost called Qingjia?" Yu Guanhai looked at everyone suspiciously, thinking that Feng Qingyan was talking nonsense, so he pointed to the third evil ghost and asked, "What about this one?"

"Poor. Feng Qingyan glanced at it and said.

"Where's this one?"

"Witchcraft. ”

"And what about this one?"

"Hairy disgust. ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, because these sixteen evil ghost stone carvings turned out to be the same as the real thing, how could this be possible?

"Qingyan, you just talk about it, you said, except for the ghost car, I haven't heard of any of the others. Yu Guanhai rolled his eyes again and again, then motioned to the others and said, "You ask them to see if they have heard of it?"

Feng Qingyan just smiled and didn't answer Yu Guanhai's question, as if he was talking nonsense by default. But in his heart, he was very surprised that the sixteen evil ghosts here were exactly the same as the real ones......

He felt that there was something strange about it.

However, he was relieved to think that many folk legends about the underworld were similar to the real underworld.

As time passed, Feng Qingyan had to marvel at the wisdom of the ancients.

Ghost town, worthy of a ghost town, although there is no chance to see the whole picture of the ghost town along the way, but from some terrain, you can faintly see that the place where this ghost town is located is a place of extreme yin.

There is a folk saying that if a person is buried in a place of extreme yin after death, the corpse will not decay, and in some case, it is very likely to become a zombie.

Moreover, in addition to being extremely yin, it is also a place where yin gathers.

The so-called place of gathering yin, as the name suggests, is a place where yin energy cannot be dissipated.

Therefore, after thousands of years of accumulation, the yin qi here has been extremely strong, no wonder he felt a yin qi rising to the sky from afar.

People have been in this place for a long time, especially at midnight when the yin qi is at its peak, even if there are no demons and monsters harming each other, the strong yin qi will invade the body, and it will cause a certain degree of damage to the body.

Not to mention the great changes in today's world, especially the countless ghosts that have gathered in Xushan Mountain.

At this time, an old Taoist priest with white eyebrows and hair, holding a "fortune-telling" flag and carrying a large cloth bag, was walking towards the road of the Ghost Gate.

"Hmm, why does it feel different from before?"

Before the ghost gate closed, the old Taoist priest stopped with some confusion, looked up at the surroundings, and muttered, "There is no change." Then he shook his head, thinking that he had thought too much, and went on with the flag.

It's just that his attention didn't fall on the sixteen demon stone carvings, otherwise he would have found that the sixteen demon stone carvings were already different.

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