The temperature in Yushan at night was low, Siniang was afraid that the child would suffer from the cold, so she took off her robe and put it on Axiao, she looked into the depths of Yushan, and comforted: "It's not far from where we are going, there are still dozens of miles to go, we will go out of the mountain when we get something, and we will send you home when the time comes." ”

After finishing speaking, he carefully squatted down and fastened Ah Xiao's buttons.

Ah Xiao is actually not afraid of cold, he has the Confucian and Taoist attribute Yuan Qi in his body that has been strengthened by the cold of the year, and the Confucian and Taoist Yuan Qi is already the Zhiyang, and these colds are not enough to make him feel cold.

But this is also the heart of the woman in front of him, and he can't refuse, so he has to thank: "Thank you, sister, isn't my sister cold?"

"I practice, I am in good health, and I am not in the way. The woman smiled softly.

There are many trails in Yushan, most of which are cleaned by tomb sweepers and tomb guards, and after these tombs are not cleaned, the paths naturally lose their maintenance and are flooded with weeds.

The one-eyed young man held Siniang's forging knife in his hand, walked in front of him to clean up the weeds that had no waist, looked at the shadow of the tree, and then observed the moon in the sky, whispered a few unknown words in his mouth, and then looked back and said: "Siniang, little ghost, it's time now, why don't we camp in place and rest for a while?"

"It's late? Siniang rubbed her eyebrows, to be honest, she had been fighting in the rice field for so long, and then she had a long journey all the way to the foot of Jade Mountain, and experienced Luo Jie's death, and her body was also a little unbearable, so she found a more free place to sit down.

Ah Xiao was puzzled: "Big brother, how do you know that this is already time?"

"It's very simple, you can judge by the shadows of the surrounding trees and the moonlight and starlight, this method was taught to me by a friend of mine who was a hunter back then, I can teach you if you want to learn it, but it is more troublesome to learn. ”

"Forget it, time is very tight now, big brother, you better rest first. ”

Under the dense shade of the trees, there is a cleared clearing, Siniang and the one-eyed young man found some dry firewood, lit it with a fire fold, and then built a bonfire, the bonfire has a great effect in this mountain forest, has the effect of driving away snakes and beasts, and avoiding the cold.

There were also a few simple courtyards scattered on the hill in the distance, and there was a faint light of fire inside.

"It's someone else's family cemetery, and it should be guarded, although Yushan is a grave mountain, there are still some rich people who will send people to guard their own cemetery to prevent it from being dug up by the ground. The one-eyed young man saw Ah Xiao looking at the cemetery in the distance, thinking that he didn't know what it was, and explained:

"There are actually many such cemeteries on this hill, and those are untended places, some of which have been buried by shrubs and weeds, and some of which have long been turned upside down. ”

Ah Xiao withdrew his gaze to the cemetery and looked at the one-eyed young man who was collecting firewood on the side: "Then the yamen doesn't care? Digging other people's graves is a very serious crime, right?"

"The law of the imperial court is good. The young man put down the firewood in his hand, nodded with a smile, and continued: "The Great Qin Law stipulates that those who steal people's graves, for those who ask for money, will have seventy rods, lose people's money, and send the imperial court horse farm to raise horses for ten years, but there are many ownerless cemeteries outside the cemetery here, and there are not many people who care about this kind of thing." ”

"Since the imperial court said that you can't dig it, why are there so many gravediggers here?"

"Little ghost, who was born to like to dig people's graves? If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't live, no one would come here to do these things that lacked yin virtue, right?" Siniang added a handful of firewood and interjected.

Seeing that Ah Xiao still wanted to say something, Siniang touched his face and smiled gently: "Go to sleep, it's not early, close your eyes, I'll tell you a bedtime story." ”

The one-eyed young man smiled, shifted his position, and said first: "I'll tell you, I know more stories, and it's easy to deal with the appetite of a little ghost like you." ”

Ah Xiao put her head on the robe that Siniang took off and nodded in agreement.

"Ahem!" The one-eyed young man cleared his throat, chuckled in a low voice, and spoke:

"As we all know since ancient times, this jade mountain is used to bury people, no one has ever come here to farm, although no one in the entire Yi'an County is willing to come to this jade mountain for sightseeing, but in fact, there is a legend in Yushan. There is an ancient saying here, which is called: The lonely jade mountain turns into yin, and the unequaled pavilion mountain flows to the yang peak. ”

"Geshan Liuyang Peak, where died two hundred years ago Huainan Province's largest rebel leader Zhao Wuxiang, it is said that the Huainan Marquis and Zhao Wuxiang fought on Liuyang Peak for seven days before defeating Zhao Wuxiang's rebels, hundreds of thousands of people were buried on the mountain, and the entire mountain peak was dyed red, since then, the entire Liuyang Peak has become a place of death, and there are some evil things that harm people's lives. What I am talking about today is the story of Yushan's transformation of yin and evil on a par with Geshan Liuyang Peak. ”

The young man saw that Ah Xiao listened with relish, so he smiled evilly and continued:

"In the Zhengwen period a hundred years ago, there was a homeless person from other places who did not listen to the dissuasion to go to the Jade Mountain, at that time he wanted to go to the Jade Mountain to farm and open up the wasteland, stunned not to believe in evil, one day he opened the wasteland and farmed, dug out a clay pot in the soil, this person knew in his heart that this Jade Mountain is a place to bury people, this clay pot must be what treasure, but he was full of joy to open the jar to see, do you know what is inside?"

"What is it?" Siniang and Ah Xiao said curiously.

The young man lowered his voice and looked around as if he was afraid, and then said gloomily: "There is no treasure in the clay pot that he imagined, only a blackened skull!"

Siniang glanced at him, thinking it was a novel story.

The outless man cursed and threw the jar down the mountain. ”

The young man ignored Siniang's white eyes, and continued: "That night, this homeless man slept in a grass hut he had built, and some strange noises came from outside the house in the middle of the night. It seems that something is scratching the door, there are still some wolves in this jade mountain, he is afraid that there are wild wolves or some animals scratching the door outside the house, so he didn't dare to go out until the next morning, and the thing outside the door surprised him, and the door ......"

"There's the clay pot he's already dropped off the cliff!"

"That man was a little scared at that time, he had heard some strange things in this jade mountain before he went up the mountain, although he didn't take it to heart at the time, but at this time he had to believe that there was no one in the jade mountain, how could anyone pick up this jar and send it back to his door?"

So he picked up the jar and threw it into a nearby lake, and that day, he didn't dare to go to the field on weekdays to open up the wasteland, so he stayed at home and thought about it all day. ”

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, and he was sleeping soundly, and there was another clicking sound outside the door. ”

The one-eyed young man's face was a little terrible in the firelight, and he said mysteriously: "This man is a little bolder this time, he thought for a long time to see what was making trouble, he picked up the hoe, opened the door, and outside, the jar actually appeared at his door again!"

The man looked around and at the door of the room with alarm, and found that nothing was serious, and he comforted himself at once, and when he turned around, he saw a delicate woman in front of him...... Later, someone went up the mountain to visit him and found him dead in his room, still clutching a large clay pot. ”

Later, there was a legend that Yushan turned evil spirit into harm. ”

The young man finally finished telling his story, looked at Ah Xiao, and wanted to say something, but found that the child had already fallen asleep, he pulled up the sleepy Siniang, and puzzled: "Siniang, to be honest, am I really so bad at telling stories!"

"Well, it's corny and not scary enough, you see, even children can tell that your story is fake. After Siniang finished speaking, she pointed to Ah Xiao tiredly.

A gust of wind blew, and the bonfire was smaller, and the one-eyed young man suddenly got serious, looked at the rustling trees around him, and said in a low and serious voice: "Actually, my story is not all fake, there are indeed unclean things in this jade mountain." ”

"For example, a hand sticks out of the soil? That's the hand of the earth digging for the grave. There's a sound of something unknown screaming at night? It's also a ghost of the earth, trying to scare people away. Where are the dead people? Generally the ground is black and eats black. Siniang opened her eyes, added a handful of firewood, and said, "We are all from the land, you really don't need to tell these boring stories, everyone has used all means." ”

Just as the young man was about to explain something, a fog rose in the mountains at some point.

The fog came quickly, and in a short time the whole area was enveloped in fog.

The one-eyed young man who had been giggling frowned.

"Something is wrong with this fog. ”

Siniang stopped her hand to continue adding firewood and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The fog is usually at dawn, but now it's not the end of the day, where does the fog come from? and ......"

"Have you ever heard the sound of the pear orchard?"

"You're addicted to storytelling, aren't you! How can there be a singing ...... in this ravine" Siniang shook her head with a smile, and before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a faint opera sound in the distance:

"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place, and they seem to be paid to the broken wells and decay. Tonight here is really like a dream, and I am surprised and happy......

Siniang's eyes widened, and she whispered: "There is really a song! I just don't know what ...... sing."

"It seems to be "Peach Blossom Fan", I heard Mr. Liu say this. Ah Xiao woke up at some point, rubbed his eyes, and was confused.

The young man exclaimed, "You little ghost, you are smart, although you don't know what is strange about this fog, but do you want to go over and see what is going on?"

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and in just a cup of tea, Ah Xiaozhen's cotton robe is already full of water droplets, and even the bonfire has been pressed to the fullest.

"Let's go and have a look. Siniang pulled out the forging knife at her waist.

They were all born in Yushan, and they had practiced some body forging exercises, so they were naturally not afraid of these strange things, but they didn't dare to let Ah Xiao stay where they were, so they took the child and went together.

In the thick fog, the three of them walked cautiously, and the words and songs from the distance became clearer and clearer, but they became more and more strange in this empty mountain.