At this time the temple is under the night.

Silence.

Uncanny.

Terrifying.

Every carved detail of the clay statue of the headless woman in front of you is vivid.

As if it wasn't a clay sculpture.

It's really just a person standing.

Outside, the world was dark.

Whew.

The night breeze mixed with the cold and humid air of the mountains blew into the temple.

The bonfire flickered and flickered.

It was as if it was going to be blown out at any moment.

Just like Jin An, whose body is like falling into an ice cellar now, his heart is pounding.

Jin An wanted to turn around and run away from the door, but he was worried that it would irritate Wang Tiegen, who was hugging and crying at his feet, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

I was so anxious that a cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

Suddenly!

A palm stretched out from the darkness behind Jin An and quietly rested on Jin An's shoulder.

Jin An was shocked, he was about to swing his knife and slash behind him to save himself, but his mouth was covered by another hand behind his back, and the whole person was quietly and silently taken out of this terrifying wild temple.

The miserable white moonlight penetrated the shadows of the trees, turning into mottled fragments and scattering this ghostly mountain forest.

Night rain in the mountains.

I don't know when it stopped.

With the broken moonlight beside him, Jin An finally saw that it was a middle-aged Taoist priest who saved him.

The Taoist priest wore a Taoist priest's hair in a bun, an ordinary bamboo hairpin was inserted in the bun, his body was a five-color Taoist robe, and on his feet were a pair of blue and white ten-square shoes.

Jin An's nervous body breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly thanked the Taoist priest: "Thank you Daoist for saving your life today." ”

Who knows, this five-colored Taoist priest in a robe who met in the deep mountains has a very strange temper.

"Evil things like people who are light and small. You don't have to thank me, you didn't die in the coffin temple of this horn urn, it's your own fate. ”

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Jin An alone regardless of life or death, as if he hadn't saved Jin An from the wild temple just now.

In the barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night, everything is quiet, and only Jin'an is alone.

Jin An turned his head and looked in the direction of the wild temple, where was there any bonfire and crying in the wild temple, the open door was dead silent, pitch black, and terrifyingly calm.

Jin An shuddered, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps to chase after the Taoist.

......

The mountain road after the rain is not easy to walk.

Especially when it's still a night trip.

Jin An walked in the mountains with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his feet were covered with mud, and the more he walked, the heavier he became.

Jin An followed quietly behind the Taoist priest for a while, and finally because he couldn't help but be curious in his heart, he asked cautiously curiously: "Daoist, why did you just say that the wild temple is a coffin temple?"

"And what do you mean by the horn urn?"

The Taoist priest who had been rushing in front of him was stunned, and Jin An also stopped.

At this time, the two of them had already walked out of the sunken basin and stood on a high mountain with an old pine tree, and their vision suddenly opened up.

With the silver moonlight above his head, the Taoist priest pointed to the dark and calm wild temple in the basin under his feet, and asked Jin An expressionlessly without answering: "You look carefully at the temple under your feet, there are only doors and no windows, and then look at the temple beams on the left and right ends high, and the middle is short, is it very like a coffin and a coffin cover?"

"The color of the coffin can be divided into five colors: red, white, black and gold, black is the Xuanshui can be used to suppress evil, it is specially used to bury people who have died, died in vain, and died unjustly.

Without waiting for Jin An to answer, the Taoist priest continued to say: "Look at the high mountains on all sides of the temple, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, pressing the temple into the basin, and not seeing the sun all day long, like a horn urn?"

"It is a coffin temple with a black coffin, and it is a basin specially looking for a natural horn urn topography, and the temple cultivators who built this temple at the beginning are definitely not ordinary temple cultivators, but cultivators who understand feng shui and star fighting, and look for mountains and mountains to set yin houses. ”

After listening to the Taoist priest's explanation, Jin An looked carefully at the basin under the mountain.

I don't know if there is a psychological suggestion this time, good guy, the wild temple is really like a black coffin.

The basin is also like an inverted flare that is very narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

The Taoist priest continued expressionlessly: "The horn urn is also called the place of gathering yin. ”

"This does not bode well. ”

"The horn urn burial method is derived from well burial, which can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties. In feng shui, snakes, insects, rats and ants are afraid of the sun, and centipedes, insects, snakes and other yin things are not allowed to live in the ancestral tomb to disturb the ancestors' sleep. The ancestors sleep peacefully, and the ancestors are prosperous, which can ensure the peace of future generations. ”

"But there is a yang and there is a yin in all things, such as heaven and earth, sun and moon, day and night, cold and heat, men and women, up and down. Since there is a well burial with a wide upper and a narrow lower to gather the sun and disperse grievances, there is naturally a horn urn well burial method that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, gathering yin and shading the sun. ”

"This kind of well burial is a place where yin gathers, so that the yin energy after death gathers all year round and is difficult to dissipate. If the person who is buried is a horizontal death, a vain death, or an unjust death, then the yin qi will be even more remarkable after it gathers. ”

"This kind of burial method that damages yin virtue and lacks yang longevity is either used to suppress extremely vicious things, or it is used to bury the bones of the enemy, for fear that people will come out to seek revenge after death, and the chickens and dogs will be restless, and the three souls and seven spirits of the enemy family will not be allowed to go out and have the opportunity to be reincarnated. ”

"It was originally a horn urn in a place of gathering yin, and then a coffin temple was built under the horn urn, and I don't know what kind of grudge it was, so that the temple cultivator back then could be so excited. ”

"However, the original temple builders did not do bad things, the avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and they also know that they have left a glimmer of life for the coffin temple, and they have not completely sealed the coffin temple. It will not let the people buried in the temple cut off their children and grandchildren, so that all her relatives will die tragically. ”

"It's just a pity......"

"Now this only door of life, I don't know which way to break it, the resentment in the coffin temple is rushing out, I'm afraid that in a few years, this place will become a forbidden place for the living. ”

"I think the traces of destruction are still very new, it should have been broken not long ago. ”

The more Jin An listened, the more frightened he became.

How did he think that the more he listened to this, the more evil it became like the feng shui metaphysics of the fortune-telling stall on the roadside.

A mountain recess basin that seems ordinary to the naked eye still hides such a big mystery.

"Then what if you directly blow up the mountain, demolish the mountain, or make the opening of the basin larger, let the sunlight shine in, and turn the terrain here into the place where the Dao chief just said that the sun gathers and dissipates grievances?" Jin An put forward his own ideas.

"When the time comes, snakes, insects, rats, ants, and dirty things will naturally be burned to ashes by the sun's ultraviolet rays. ”

Who knows, the Taoist priest raised his eyelids and glanced at Jin An, and his eyes seemed to say that the young people of today's newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they don't know how to write the word dead.

"Feng Shui corresponds to the stars, sun and moon above the head, the mountains and rivers under the feet, and at the same time corresponds to the yin and yang, the five elements, the dry branches, the eight trigrams and the nine palaces. ”

"The high mountains around the coffin temple are both trumpet urns and screens. If these four gables are really torn down, it will help the abuse, so that the repression in the coffin temple will be completely unencumbered. At that time, more people will die, and the people in the vicinity will have to move to the city and flee for their lives. ”

Jin An was still a little unwilling: "There's no other way?"

The Taoist priest shook his head.

This has already given the answer.

Taoist priest: "There is this coffin temple, and the horn urn is there, which is equivalent to a needle that fixes the hole of the place where the yin gathers." As long as you sue the future generations to avoid it, you can't cause a big disaster. ”

The Taoist priest seemed to think of something, and added solemnly with a solemn face: "I saw that the head of the clay statue in the temple was missing, and you should be careful of the woman with a scar on her neck in the future." ”

"Remember, try to stay away from it. ”

“？”

“！”

Jin An was cold again.

Did ancient women also know how to change their heads?

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PS: Guys, I'm back again!

In fact, I originally wanted to Xiaopu Street for three years in Hexi and three years in Hedong, with the first 10 chapters of the new book, sprinkled flowers to announce that I was back again, on April 24, I told the editor in charge that I was ready to open a new book, May 10 to send a new book, and on April 26, I submitted 3 chapters of the new book review draft, and passed the review in seconds, and the contract was successfully signed in advance on the same day, and there were 15 days left enough for me to slowly save up the manuscript.

But the reality is too skinny.,3 chapters of the new book review manuscript,15-day buffer period,Only 3 chapters,5month11A total of 6 chapters in my hand are saved.,A year of wooden code words,Only the hand is born.,I can only cut off the ambition.,The first new book will let me be responsible for editing the pigeon =。 =

Poof,This rush is a bit of a bad luck.,I hope "The Great Sage of White Bones" can break the 2000-word record of one day a day in the new book period of "There's a Demon Here" QAQ.