Chapter 19: Kumen Ridge
The next morning, after everyone had eaten breakfast, they heard a bustling noise outside the village chief's house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
After a while, a figure hurriedly ran in, it was the village chief, and he was followed by more than a dozen sturdy men, although they looked strong, but everyone was pale and listless, obviously the result of absorbing too much yin qi.
"Leading comrades, everyone is ready, all the strong laborers of the village, when will we set off?" The village chief stepped forward and asked.
Luo Xiaobai raised his head and glanced at everyone, and said, "Just these few soft-footed shrimps? Forget it, you can prepare two more bags of lime for me, a bag of ash at the bottom of the pot, and a bucket of boy urine, and then mix ten buckets of water and keep it for later use. ”
The village chief hurriedly nodded in agreement, turned around and went to Zhang Luo. Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw it, thinking that they must not do bad things, otherwise this is the end if they are caught, especially when they meet someone like Luo Xiaobai.
After more than half an hour, the figure of the village chief appeared in the courtyard again, he still had a happy face, came to Luo Xiaobai and said: "Leader, everything is ready, I also found a tractor, when will we leave?" ”
Luo Xiaobai glared at the village chief and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" You really want me to get done and leave? ”
The village chief hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You come to our Zhangjiawan, this is the blessing of our people, how can I expect you to go?" ”
Luo Xiaobai didn't bother to listen to his flattery, and said directly to the young man on the side: "You lead the way, let's go to the matchmaker's grave." ”
"Alas!" The village chief pushed away the young man and nodded in agreement, and as soon as he finished agreeing, his smiling face froze, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Aunt matchmaker's grave?" ”
"Aang! Matchmaker's grave? What's up? Can't you find it? Luo Xiaobai pretended to be surprised and asked.
The village chief then thought that the handle was still in the hands of others, so he nodded and said, "I can find it, I can find it, I went to it with my elders once when I was a child." ”
The group strode towards Kumenling to the west, and after a while, only the sound of a tractor engine was left at the end of the road.
Kumenling, in fact, is a valley, because the valley mouth gave birth to a locust forest, and then I don't know why the locust trees all dried up, but they did not die, still maintain a trace of vitality, the old people say that the dead tree is the nine girls used to guard the door, so they gave a name to the Kumenling.
The matchmaker's grave is in the valley to the east of this locust forest, although the mountain road is rugged, but the road condition is not bad.
"Does your village maintain this road every year?" Luo Xiaobai asked.
The village chief scratched his head, and was about to brag about how to organize the villagers to repair the road out of his own pocket, but then looked at Luo Xiaobai's indifferent eyes, gave up this idea, and said honestly: "This road, it has been there for a long time, I don't know when it happened, anyway, it is older than my grandfather, this road is very strange, whether you are windy and rainy, mudslide scratching, never broken off the relationship, even if it is a rolling stone as big as a grinding disc rolling down from the top of the mountain, at most it will roll to the side of the road, evil gate!" So very few people come here. ”
"Hmm!" Luo Xiaobai replied lightly, although it was the scorching sun, but there was still a faint yin qi on this road, if it was at night, normal people would definitely get lost here, or they would die, or they would be insane, because this was a yin road.
"Luo Daochang, this is a yin road! I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with. Lao Wang came up and whispered to Luo Xiaobai.
Take the Yin Road, listen to the name and know that it is a road specially built for the Yin Spirit, this kind of road is often built outside some large imperial tombs, because the soul of the emperor level is special, so ordinary ghosts can not get close, and their souls can only go to the Yin Division to report after their death, and most of them still pedal the sky through this road to become gods.
Luo Xiaobai couldn't help but wonder in his heart, who built this road? Is it for the Nine Girls? Then the life experience of these nine girls is really not simple. Luo Xiaobai couldn't understand for a while, he had never heard of a female emperor in history. Luo Xiaobai couldn't help sighing, and continued to walk forward in a muffled voice.
Continue to walk along the mountain road for more than half an hour, the yin qi is even stronger, and the sight is really as the village chief said, it is a dry locust forest, although there are no branches and leaves, but the forest still covers the valley inside, it is really like a closed gate, completely isolating the world inside.
"Over there! The people who died in our village over the years are buried there! The village chief pointed to a raving outside the woods.
Luo Xiaobai looked intently, and saw that a depression under the hillside was scattered with large and small soil buns, and the weeds and trees around him were all withered yellow, which added a bit of desolation.
"Huh? With such a heavy yin qi, there is not even a ghost? Luo Xiaobai couldn't help but wonder.
The village chief said in a trembling voice: "Oh, comrade leader, everyone in the village avoids that word, how dare you mention it here?" ”
Lao Wang on the side walked up to Luo Xiaobai's ear and whispered: "I think this place looks like a corpse breeding place, and besides, the body of this matchmaker is here, which little ghost who doesn't have long eyes dares to approach here?" ”
Luo Xiaobai was right when he thought about it, but he felt that something was not quite right, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply didn't want to, and directly beckoned everyone to walk towards the depression. When he came closer, Luo Xiaobai couldn't help frowning, because he was really not sure which one of the desolate graves was the matchmaker's, so he couldn't dig them one by one.
"Which one belongs to the matchmaker?" Luo Xiaobai looked at the village chief on the side.
The village chief was also so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and suddenly, he pointed to a grave and said, "That! After thinking about it again, he pointed to the other one and said, "That! He pointed to five or six in succession, and finally he simply shook his head and said, "To be honest, I've never been here, so I really don't know which one." ”
Luo Xiaobai glanced at him helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "You go cool!" After speaking, he directly took out the yin-yang plate and put the red rope he had collected before on top of the pisces of the yin-yang plate.
A subtle red light snaked out directly from the Pisces diagram, and ran directly to the Kun position, Luo Xiaobai looked down at the yin and yang plate, and slowly walked towards the cemetery, only to see that the faint red light was like a flexible small fish, swimming to the kan position for a while, and then to the earthquake position, until finally the red light completely stopped at the exchange position and did not move at all.
Luo Xiaobai leaned down, grabbed a handful of soil on a relatively large grave bun next to him, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, stood up and said to the village chief: "That's it!" Dig! ”