In the twilight, in a relatively remote place in Pinghe Village, a group of people walked slowly, and if they looked closely, there were three backs dodging and exploring the way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info they sometimes hide behind the villagers' piles of haystacks, sometimes stretch out their heads to look around, this action is extremely cautious, as if they are secretly plotting something. On both sides of the path are a few wild flowers of unknown name, exuding a faint fragrance. There were some large and small trees growing near the path, and in the night, those trunks seemed to grow into human faces, and each face seemed to have its mouth wide open, as if it was shouting something, or sending a plea for help to passers-by, but the passers-by just hurried by, not noticing the trunks with human faces.

The three of them walked to an old mansion and stopped. A relatively young boy pushed the courtyard door, but the door did not move at all, as if it had been pushed from the inside. Bai Xuanzhi frowned, slightly displeased. He turned around and said to the two middle-aged men standing behind him, "Uncle Zhang, those evil ghosts don't seem to be there. Zhang Lin leaned his face close to Bai Xuanzhi's ear and whispered, "Shall we break down the door?" Lin Yao proposed to simply climb over the wall and go in, there would be some noise when breaking the door, for fear that it would attract onlookers from the villagers. Zhang Lin pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed, just asking them to pay attention to safety. Just do it, Bai Xuanzhi climbed over the wall, only to hear a heavy and muffled sound of "bang" coming from inside, it seemed that the kid had landed safely, and the two people standing outside the door also settled down.

In a few moments, the door creaked open, and although it was extremely quiet, it was especially piercing in the silence of the night. Time was too short for them to think too much. The two people outside the door glanced at each other and then stepped into the courtyard door, and as soon as they stepped in, they felt the gusting wind, and they were uncomfortable. There are even cold winds rising from the ground, but these winds come from nowhere. The already yellowed fallen leaves on the ground were gently rolled up by the wind, rolling on the ground a few times, and the vortex was raised, making a rustling sound.

Bai Xuanzhi looked up, the room was dim, black like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, as if it was going to devour the three of them alive, maybe even the bones were gnawed away, without reservation. The door was also locked tightly, not moving. It was clear that there was no one in the house. Maybe not even a ghost. All those demons should have been attracted to the grave mounds in the back mountains. Bai Xuanzhi raised his head and looked in the direction of the mound, as if he was talking to himself: "Xiaoqing, be careful in everything!" Zhang Lin saw Bai Xuanzhi muttering to the air with a sad face, and listened to his words again, understanding this kid's infatuation, and did not dare to blame him. Just walked behind Bai Xuanzhi, patted his arm lightly, and made a gesture to him, signaling Bai Xuanzhi not to worry too much.

Lin Yao quietly observed the surrounding environment, he took out one of the two shovels in his hand and handed it to Zhang Lin, urging the two people in front of him to act quickly. Bai Xuanzhi took out the gong plate from the bag and asked the two of them to follow. Zhang Lin followed behind Bai Xuan, and Lin Yao broke off, so the two of them walked forward and backward. Bai Xuanzhi held the gong plate in his hand, and the hands of the gong plate were very chaotic and had been rotating rapidly. It seems that the gong pan can't stand the powerful aura of the old mansion, but fortunately, the evil ghosts in the house have been lured out, otherwise the gong pan will be even more disordered.

Their only lighting tool was a flashlight, which Zhang Lin held. Lin Yao swallowed his saliva and nervously talked to Lin. Speaking of which, he has a lot of fate with this old house, the first time he came, he fell a big heel, and the second time he went in, he wanted to scare his guts, but fortunately he was able to turn evil into good fortune every time, but he was safe and sound, I don't know if I can be so lucky this time?

Lin Yao thought secretly, unconsciously lightening his steps, as if doing this would reduce some pressure. All that was there was the sound of them walking, and the rustle of dead leaves on the ground. During this time, the noise became heavier and heavier, especially in this silent night, and it became clearer and clearer. Lin Yao even began to feel a cool gust of wind from behind his spine burrowing through his neck. He was breathing a little faster, much faster than usual. But at this moment, he still restrained the restlessness in his heart.

Zhang Lin swept over with a flashlight, checked the scene, and didn't seem to find anything unusual, and never spoke. The three of them seemed to be playing a game of hide and seek, walking and stopping, stopping and walking, and they didn't know who they were catching or who they were hiding. Bai Xuan's heart is also up and down, and the gong plate keeps turning repeatedly, like a rotating wooden horse, never knowing when and where is the end.

Everything here is distracting. Bai Xuanzhi was deeply worried about this, but there was nothing to follow, in such a passive situation, Bai Xuanzhi felt pressure for the first time. But there is no other way. If it was before him, this kind of thing could be done in a few moments, but now he only has one layer of skill left, almost no different from ordinary people, except that he has learned some more Taoist techniques than them, and can use some spells, that's all. Suddenly, Bai Xuanzhi stopped and made a gesture at the two people behind him, signaling them to stop.

Zhang Lin took a step forward and glanced at the gong plate, and the hands of the gong plate were unexpectedly still. What does this mean, it means that the body they are looking for is buried in the ground here. Bai Xuanzhi opened his eyes to the sky, only to see that this place was all entangled in a circle of black smoke. It's like the poisonous gas emitted from the swamp, and I don't know what is in the black gas, or what kind of emergency will occur. It's all just an unsolvable mystery. Bai Xuanzhi pointed to that small area, Zhang Lin and Lin Yao came to their senses, and immediately picked up the shovel and dug up the soil energetically. Suddenly, various voices sounded on the spot.

Bai Xuanzhi also joined the queue of digging soil. The bewildered expression on his face could not be stretched. He seemed to have some things in his mind that he couldn't understand, but he couldn't say why. In a panic, a black shadow came out of the ground, and Bai Xuanzhi could see it clearly. Before he could speak, he heard Lin Yao muttering in a trembling voice, not knowing what he was muttering, his eyes kept looking at a place in the right direction, like a puppet held back by countless gold and silver threads. After listening to it for a long time, he understood Lin Yao's words, and it turned out that he had been repeating a sentence: There is a ghost ahead! He suddenly threw the shovel to the ground in fright, staggered back a few steps, and even fell to the ground, pointing his finger ahead while opening his mouth wide, and he couldn't spit out a word for a long time.