Everyone listened with a lot of emotion, and the figure of the god of war Chiyou seemed to appear in front of him, he held the demon refining pot in one hand to absorb tens of millions of demon clans, and the other hand advocated the horn of Chiyou, urging the demon in the pot to charge into battle for him and fight in all directions!

"After the soldier master was killed, the demon refining pot completely disappeared. ”

The old lord continued.

"Some people say that it was destroyed by the Heavenly Dao, some people say that it was obtained by the Dao Immortals of the Upper Realm and has been suppressed in the Divine Realm; some people say that the Demon Refining Pot was originally Nuwa's magic weapon, and it was taken back by Nuwa after the defeat of the soldier master...... But no one would have thought that it was still in the human world, and it was in the depths of the Miao River! No one would have thought that it had been ruined and destroyed, and even left a disaster to the world......

Everyone fell silent when they heard this, of course it was a good thing that there was an ancient artifact as the treasure of the town clan! But if something went wrong with this treasure and it was not under their control, it would be a time bomb!

I thought for a moment and asked:

"When did you find out that there was something wrong with the demon refining pot, or when did you find out that the demons and monsters in the pot would run out on their own?"

The old lord pondered:

"I don't know about this, but as far as I guess, something must have gone wrong a long time ago, otherwise it wouldn't be called here - the ghost door is closed!"

"At that time, however, there was only the occasional faint sound of roaring battle, which disappeared on its own after a short time, so the people didn't pay much attention to it at the time. ”

I nodded, ordinary people are already in awe of the unknown side of this world, and it is too late to hide, so how can they give up their lives to investigate!

"This has been going on for a long time...... Later, some people strayed into this place, either they never came out again, or they were mentally disturbed and poisonous, and some people even said that there were monsters here......"

"A few years ago, I reported this strange incident to the door master, that is, the Witch Gu True Monarch!"

The old lord gritted his teeth and said, "He disappeared for a long time after hearing the news, and several of our village lords thought that he was going to save the disappeared clansmen...... He must have been here for a long time to study, and after discovering the secrets of this place, he might have listed this place as a forbidden place!"

Hearing this, I had some doubts about how Wu Gu Zhenjun could stay here for a long time:

"You said that in order to fight for status and power within the clan, the Chiyou Horn has been kept in turn in the hands of the lords!, so since the Witch Gu True Monarch does not have this magic weapon in his hands, how did he survive here?"

The old lord listened and pointed to the air and said to me:

"The answer is simple, it's – that's it!"

Enchantment!

What the minister said in his mouth - dragon vein enchantment!

"When he came out of here, he called a meeting of all the lords of the village. He said that there are countless demons and monsters hidden in the sky here, and for the safety of the clan, this place is designated as a 'forbidden land'!"

"In the beginning, no one was allowed to set foot in the 'forbidden land' for half a step! For this reason, we also changed the name of this place, called - Ghost Gate Pass!"

"A few years later, he suddenly told us that the monsters in the 'forbidden land' were a little ready to move, and asked everyone to prepare some sacrifices such as blood and livestock! This idea is not bad, it is somewhat similar to our Miao people's 'vertebral ox sacrifice', so everyone agreed!"

The old lord sighed and looked a little lonely. , Grandpa Pan patted him on the shoulder to show comfort.

I secretly confirmed the information revealed by the old lord and some of Peniel's guesses in my heart, whether it is the sporadic legend of the "Ghost Gate" or Peniel's guess of the "Shiiba Cow Festival", they are all right for the time being!

At this time, Grandpa Pan suddenly interjected and said to me:

"The third child is not very comfortable...... My old man knows the rest of the story, so I'll tell you!"

I nodded at him.

Grandpa Pan asked everyone to sit down and slowly explained his experience:

Xiangxi and Miaojiang border coincide, and the customs and habits are relatively similar, "chasing corpses" - this rather secluded profession has also settled here and taken root!

Grandpa Pan's family was poor when he was a child, so he went to Chenzhou to learn art in order to make a living, and finally learned the method of driving out corpses, and returned to Miaojiang to do "dead people's work" to make a living.

At that time, there were more and more complicated rules for driving corpses, what was born day and night, people should not approach, and what yellow paper covered the eyes of chickens and dogs were silent. There is even a special inn for corpse chasers and the bodies of the deceased......

In order to make money, Grandpa Pan spent almost half of his life wandering on the border of the three provinces of Hunan, Guizhou and Sichuan, so he knows all about the local legends and romances and even weirdness in various places!

When Wu Gu Zhenjun summoned the old lords to a meeting, Grandpa Pan at that time, as the head of the family who drove away the corpses, was fortunate to attend the meeting, and after hearing that there were often Yin soldiers and ghosts in the "Ghost Gate", he had the idea of finding out.

On a windy and moonless night, Grandpa Pan dressed lightly, sneaked up to the ghost gate, and then used a rope to go straight to the bottom of the pit, which is where we are now!

Grandpa Pan has been dealing with corpses all year round, and he has walked on inaccessible country roads, so the dark environment at the bottom of the pit did not make him afraid, but a little curious and familiar.

That night, with his extraordinary courage and yearning for ghosts and ghosts, Grandpa Pan touched the pitch-black giant gate until he could no longer move forward before stopping.

Grandpa Pan was a little proud at that time: What kind of yin soldier borrowed what kind of demons and monsters! Lao Tzu is about to touch the bottom of this pit, and there are not even a single insects and mosquitoes......

At this moment, Grandpa Pan suddenly heard a strange voice.

The sound came and went, up and down for a while, so frightened that he got up and hid in a small depression next to the giant door!

Strange sounds reverberated in the enclosed environment at the bottom of the pit, some dull and some eerie, as if something was swaying from side to side against the mountain wall from time to time.

The night is too dark and it is at the bottom of the pit, even if Grandpa Pan's eyesight is five points five, he still stretches out his hand to smear the black, and he has no idea where the strange sound came from!

Although Grandpa Pan was nearly sixty years old at that time, he was somehow bold and bold!

He forced himself to spend most of his time pondering the opening gift for his grandchildren, leaving only a little sensory spirit to put on the surrounding environment and the strange sound, which was the method of self-sealing five senses and six senses that he had formed after decades of chasing corpses......

After waiting for some time, the strange sound finally disappeared.

Grandpa Pan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to stand up again and explore around, but he glanced at it inadvertently, but suddenly found a figure!

This is not because Grandpa Pan's eyesight has evolved, but because it was the night of the full moon, and the moonlight blocked by the clouds just poured on the figure!

The figure walked and walked in the pale moonlight: its head swayed from side to side as if to increase its hearing, and it walked lightly, as cautiously as if it were afraid of stepping on flowers and plants......

Although the moonlight is bright, there is nothing left after penetrating the fog in the pit, even if the dim and whitish moonlight completely covers the figure, it is still impossible to distinguish the facial features of this person, but you can vaguely find that this person is quite tall!

Grandpa Pan continued to think about gifts, what kind of villain children's books, slingshot marble beads, bamboo dragonflies...... While quietly paying attention to the direction in which the figure walks......

Until, the figure stopped a few meters away from him!

With the brighter and brighter moonlight, Grandpa Pan suddenly discovered:

In front of the figure standing, there is actually a huge pitch-black stone door!

And what shocked him even more was that the tall figure was none other than the head of the Wumen Sect and the elder of Jiuli-Wu Gu Zhenjun!

At that time, Grandpa Pan was not surprised by the appearance of Wu Gu Zhenjun in his heart, but shocked by the time when he appeared!

Wu Gu Zhenjun listed the bottom of the pit of the "Ghost Gate Pass" as a forbidden place, and no clansman was allowed to set foot in a single step, but he himself wore the stars and the moon to go into the pit in the dark!

Don't...... Does he want to get along with each other here?

Grandpa Pan thought a little obscenely.

Such unreliable nonsense, in fact, you can't blame Grandpa Pan, who is full of corpses!

Although the annual ring has turned into the nineties with the rapid development of reform and opening up, for the Miao people in Miaojiang, who are located in the hinterland of the Wuling Mountains and have extremely closed information technology concepts:

Spiritual Pursuit...... Or "beauty pursuit" is still a luxury that is difficult to put on the table!

As a result, even in the land of Miaojiang, which is spicy and bold, all the young men who secrete a large amount of hormones every day can only make an appointment with the girl they like, find a hidden place where everyone avoids ghosts, and do the ecstasy of love.

Grandpa Pan was so fascinated that just when two entangled snake-like and glue-like flesh almost floated in front of him, there was only a "rubbing" sound in front of him, and he instantly lost the figure of the Witch Gu Zhenjun!

Although Grandpa Pan is old, his heart is still alive!

Although he was a little confused, he couldn't figure out that the master of the door was a sperm worm running like a fly, or was captured by the female sheshee here......

He still adheres to the fine tradition of "if the enemy does not move, I will not move", and squatted in the depression of the mountain wall, immobile like an old dog......

Grandpa Pan, who was curled up and his legs were numb, waited for nearly an hour before the figure of Wu Gu Zhenjun reappeared!

This time, he could see clearly, the Witch Gu True Monarch had jumped down from mid-air!

And the one who jumped (rather fallen) with the Witch Gu True Monarch was also two corpses in robes!

can distinguish between a living person and a corpse, thanks to Grandpa Pan's sensitive sense of smell and dexterity.

Wu Gu Zhenjun allowed the two corpses to fall to the ground, and as soon as he fell back to the ground, he looked around vigilantly, and then stretched out his long arms to lift the corpses.

But I don't know what's going on, the corpse that was still motionless when it fell from it just now, but when the Witch Gu True Monarch was about to touch it, the two corpses were one of the "carp fighting", and they jumped up like a corpse!

Wu Gu Zhenjun was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and said to himself with a light "huh" in his mouth:

"How did you get it...... Obviously, I obediently let me smoke and refine it inside, why did I ...... it as soon as I came out?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw these two corpses like zombies, jumping briskly and pinching towards him!

As soon as it was opened, Wu Gu Zhenjun still patiently dodged a few times, frowning and thinking about it.

But then, maybe he couldn't help it, and as soon as his long arm reached out and grabbed the corpse's shoulder, he pressed them to the ground!

Even if the zombie was held down, it still kept shaking its body and wanted to jump up, struggling silently one by one, it seemed infinitely powerful, and Grandpa Pan on the side was shocked!

He told us that those two zombies are commonly known as the folklore - stiff!