The locals of this barren mountain also gave a name called Yuanbao Mountain, because the shape is somewhat like the gold and silver ingots used to burn paper, Ye Sangyu listened to this metaphor at the time and felt ridiculously tight, but along the way, there will be one or two lonely graves on the gentle terrain, and some of the tombs have collapsed half to reveal the wooden coffins inside, so I understand why the locals will be so metaphorical, this is obviously a grave gathering place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She herself is a soul body, although she is not afraid of these deserted graves, but she is also afraid that a floating will suddenly appear inside, this way is lively enough, not to mention the night walk of a hundred ghosts, dozens of ghosts are also there, it may be a psychological effect, I always feel that when I pass by these graves, I can feel the wind gusting when I pass by, she sped up her pace.

Although the terrain of this Yuanbao Mountain is relatively gentle, but this distance is also continuous, she hurried to catch up with the pace of the sun, so in a hurry, but it was almost dark, but only half of the way, she raised her eyes to see, not only the eyes are not clear at night, but also easy to get lost, she decided to stop the road, looked at the watch is now half past five in the afternoon, in an hour the day will all be dark, and in the mountains will be dark earlier.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, she first looked for a campsite nearby, and finally chose a suitable small dirt slope in the right front, first cleared the ground and the weeds and vines on the inside of the dirt slope, and shoveled it into a smooth surface, she was very fast, and it only took about ten minutes to get it.

The best thing about this place is that there are two trees with a diameter of fifteen centimeters parallel to the inside of the slope, and she cleared the area around these two trees, and cut down a few trees the thickness of a child's arm nearby, and also picked up some dry and flammable branches and the like, and also cut a thick bamboo.

After collecting enough of the things she needed, she returned to the small dirt slope and began to build a shack for accommodation, not her hypocrisy, the weather in the mountains is changing rapidly, the wind is good, the rain is the most annoying, and it is uncomfortable to get wet up and down.

Although she only stayed for one night, she had to make it more comfortable, so she cut off the lower branches and leaves of the two big trees, leaving only two branches in the same direction, and put the cleaned wood on the branches, and tied them with grass and vines as ropes, and then cleared the remaining wood and cut them into sections according to the distance between the two big trees.

These wooden sections are set up between the big tree and the soil slope in the form of a checkerboard, and finally the thick branches and leaves are placed on the top, and the rainproof cloth prepared before is taken out and tied under the roof of the simple straw hut to be used as rainproof equipment.

After the roof of the shed was erected, she moved a boulder nearby, blocked to one side just to completely block it, she began to use the bamboo to split in half, and cut a bamboo fragment about one meter eight long, and made a bamboo bed board with grass and rattan connections, she used a wooden stick with a zigzag shape to make the bed legs near the soil slope wall, and two wooden sticks were used as a support, and the bamboo bed board was put on top, and a flat bamboo bed was ready.

She pulled out a fur blanket from the space and spread it on it, and took out a sleeping belt and put it on the blanket, after all, it was still very cold in the mountains on a spring night.

After making the bed, she took advantage of the last light of the sun to quickly raise the fire, the fire was at the head of her bed, so that it was very convenient for lighting and heating at night, she had a lighter, so things like drilling wood for fire would not happen to her, and when the raging flames burned, the sky was completely dark.

The mountain also began to cool down, although Ye Sangyu guarded the fire, but the cold still kept coming over, she thought about using the extra branches and bamboo chips to seal the other side, although the gap is very large, but it is better than nothing.

She made some small traps about two or three meters outside the only open front, which was to greet the 'hospitable animals' of the mountains. Although the accommodation was a little simpler, it was enough for her to have a good night's rest.

After eating noodles, she took out a bucket of water, washed the pot and boiled some hot water, and poured it into the thermos pot, she had the habit of waking up at night to drink water, hanging the kettle at the head of the bed for easy access, and washed herself with the remaining water, and then packed up her things and planned to go to bed for a good rest.

Suddenly, the flames that were burning swayed in all directions, but there was no wind blowing in this Ye Sangyu's shack, Ye Sangyu sat on the bed and was stunned, and two wide noodles flowed out from the eyes of the villain in his heart, "No, it's only more than nine o'clock, and that thing will come to the door?" ”

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of someone stepping on the grass nearby, "This girl, here is a scholar returning to her hometown and passing by here, I wonder if I can spend the night?" A figure seemed to appear out of thin air, and in an instant, it floated to the main entrance of the shack.

Ye Sangyu didn't have any expression on his face, but looked fixedly at the weak scholar in front of him, seeing that he was about twenty years old, his skin was white and blue, his facial features were still very delicate, and he was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, which contained a number of going out supplies, and at first glance he was dressed as a typical scholar of the Ming Dynasty.

"I'm sorry below." When the scholar saw that she did not speak, he acquiesced, and happily put his back aside, and sat down by the fire, and what was even more exaggerated was that he groped in his arms for a long time and took out a piece of dry and hard bread, which he put on a branch and roasted on the fire.

Ye Sangyu's body was a little stiff, and her eyes kept glancing at this scholar, she was wondering if she should tell him, you are exposed, and you must have a shadow to pretend to be sitting by the fire.

The scholar didn't mind Ye Sangyu's appearance, and started chatting, "Where is the girl going alone?" It's dark and freezing in the mountains, but it's very dangerous. ”

Ye Sangyu was still silent, and the villain in his heart kept shouting, "You are the most dangerous, it's you!" ’

"Alas, the world is not good, the family is ruined, and the exams are not successful, so it's really ...... to go home like this" The scholar suddenly became depressed, muttered to himself, and tears flowed from his eyes as he spoke.

"That'...... ......" Ye Sangyu couldn't help it, and made a weak voice.

"Why, you say? Is it really the heavens that will descend on the people? So why do those dumb kids get everything without doing anything and going through no tribulations? The scholar suddenly stood up excitedly, his face became distorted and frightening, and he yelled at Ye Sangyu.

"What's the matter with me?" Ye Sangyu stood up violently, "You have been singing this drama for too long, which affects my rest." She said in a cold voice, although this scholar is very pitiful, but now he is a ghost, and he wants to use the ability of a ghost to harm people.

You must know that ordinary ghosts are afraid of yang energy and flames, but this ancient scholar is not only not afraid of popularity, but also not afraid of the aura on Ye Sangyu's body, and can make a move to roast next to the flame, which shows that it harms many people and evil spirits, no wonder the merchant told her easily when she asked about the way to the mine, but she was afraid that she was not well-intentioned.