At night, the cold moonlight sprinkles down, and the mountains look very quiet.

In the thatched hut next to the mountain stream, wisps of turbid yellow light shined, adding a bit of popularity to the cold mountain forest.

In the thatched house, the two sat on the ground in front of the coffee table.

At this time, Su Dingbang had already drunk the sea bowl of mountain spring water, then put the sea bowl back on the coffee table, and said after a while: "This mountain spring water is sweet and refreshing, and there is a slight feeling of coolness in the mouth, and there seems to be a very special taste......

Then, he paused, as if reminiscing.

"In my life, Su Dingbang, I have traveled a lot, north and south of the river, inside and outside the Great Wall. Su Dingbang said slowly, then glanced at the old Taoist priest and said, "I have drunk a lot of mountain spring water, and I have also been conquered by a lot of mountain spring water, and I sigh at its sweetness and refreshingness." However, they are not as good as this bowl of mountain spring water, this bowl of mountain spring water, it seems to be a little magical, giving people a feeling of indescribable and unclear......"

He pondered for a moment, and then asked with a little curiosity: "Daoist Qingyun, where does this bowl of mountain spring water come from?"

"This bowl of mountain spring water is taken from the stream outside the door. ”

The old Taoist priest gestured to the stream outside the thatched house, and then said: "I don't know if this bowl of mountain spring water can enter the mouth of the national scholar?"

Su Dingbang was slightly surprised, but he was not surprised, his eyes looked at the stream in the moonlight, heard the gurgling sound of flowing water, and said: "Zhongling spring water is as green as jade, thick as agar syrup, and the cup does not overflow, and it is known as the first spring in the world." It's just that the world doesn't know that there is still this bowl of mountain spring water in this world......"

At this time, the two sat quietly and did not speak.

After a while, Su Dingbang stood up, went to the stream to get a bowl of mountain spring water, and then drank it with a gurgling face. After drinking, he licked his lips and frowned, as if savoring something. Immediately afterwards he took another bowl and drank it again in one gulp, then the third, then the fourth, until he could no longer drink it.

"I wonder what Su Guoshi tasted?" the old Taoist priest asked quietly.

Under the moonlight, Su Dingbang, who was standing quietly by the stream, his eyes fell on the peaks around him, and after turning around, he turned back to the old Taoist priest and said: "Aura, there is a wisp of spiritual energy in this mountain spring, the legendary spiritual energy ......"

"Are you sure?"

The old Taoist priest stood up suddenly, his voice slightly excited.

Su Dingbang pondered for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Only in this way can we explain clearly." Moreover, I did taste a very magical wisp of qi in this mountain spring water. This wisp of qi can only be called aura, the legendary aura ......"

At this time, he walked back to the thatched house, looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Daoist Qingyun, I'm afraid your old man already knows, right?"

The old Taoist priest smiled faintly, sat down and said, "Although Poor Dao has already known it, I am not sure that this wisp of qi is the legendary aura. After all, aura is just a legend, and who knows what it looks like? Now, with the verification of Su Guoshi, this wisp of aura is indeed a legendary aura. ”

"Where did this wisp of aura come from?"

Su Dingbang was a little curious, after all, aura is a legendary existence.

"I don't know. The old Taoist priest shook his head, and then said: "However, this wisp of aura is only available in Qingshan Village. Moreover, as long as you leave Qingshan Village, you can no longer feel its existence......"

"Only in Castle Peak Village?"

Su Dingbang frowned slightly, and then said, "Qingyun Daoist, have you been to the land temple in the village?"

The old Taoist priest nodded.

"After you read it, do you feel like it?" asked Su Dingbang.

"When you read it, you will understand that there are some things that cannot be said. The old Taoist priest said.

"Can't you say, could it be that the rumors are true...... Su Dingbang frowned, thinking of all kinds of rumors about the Land Temple, as well as Chen Ping'an's confirmation. Although he had already been mentally prepared and knew it a long time ago, at this moment, he was still a little flustered and dazed in his heart......

In this life, he has been searching, but when it appears in front of him.

He didn't know how to deal with it.

At this time, the old Taoist priest said again: "Poor Dao also met a person. ”

"What person?" Su Dingbang asked, since the old Taoist priest said it, this person must not be simple. However, the old Taoist priest did not say who it was, but said: "This is for Su Guoshi to go and see for yourself, when you see him, you will know who he is......"

After a while, Su Dingbang stood up and left the thatched house.

After the old Taoist priest sent Su Dingbang out of the way, he stopped, and then returned to the thatched hut and sat down, motionless like a statue.

At night, Su Dingbang slowly descended the mountain by the moonlight.

At this time, he had an indescribable and unclear feeling in his heart, and walked quietly among the mountains. I don't know when, he came to the Land Temple, and by the moonlight, he was quietly looking.

The land temple under the moonlight, filled with smoke, gives people a bit of mystery.

"That's ...... so"

Su Dingbang exclaimed, and then walked into the Land Temple.

As soon as he stepped into the Land Temple, he felt a strong aura of divinity......

Before that, Feng Qingyan traveled around the world with the Soul Whip to inspect the work of the eight ghosts. After patrolling the eight ghosts, he met Mao Zhen very unexpectedly, this guy really seems to be not afraid of death, and is still looking for ghosts everywhere......

Well, on Mao Zhen's body, there seems to be an aura of death.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was quite interested in following him, wanting to see how capable Mao Zhen was.

After all, before this, there were no ghosts in the world. He wanted to know what the ghost hunting skills of the Nanshan Mao family were and why they were able to catch ghosts......

However, after a night of following, he didn't see anything.

After he returned to the Youfang Palace, Hua Zhengsheng and the other eight ghosts also returned to the Youfang Palace, dragging three ghosts behind the soul chain.

Soon, the sky was bright.

At this time, Su Dingbang also walked out of the land temple, his face was very calm, but his heart was turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

When he came out, he looked up at the sky, and then at the Land Temple.

Then, he saw the old Taoist priest under the flag.

So I walked over.

"I wonder what Su Guoshi saw?" said the old Taoist priest as he opened his eyes.

"What Daoist Qingyun saw, I Su Dingbang also saw. Su Dingbang was silent for a while and said, like thunder exploding in his heart, there was an irrepressible storm.

He had heard the teacher say that the ghost gate was reopened, and Yama was born......

At this time, Su Dingbang said: "Daoist Qingyun, I have taken my leave. ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, then closed his eyes.

Su Dingbang turned to leave, and when he passed the compound, the gate was just opened.

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