"Why are you still stunned? Don't run yet! Aren't you a candle? You can't see such a bright and spacious road! If I don't pay attention, you'll run away! "Just when the man with the white stick in his hand was about to pounce in front of me, I was lifted up by the collar by the fourth grandfather, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Fourth grandfather, are you already ......" I was dragged to an unknown place by the fourth grandfather, and the coffin sedan chair in front of me, even the person who rushed at me just now all disappeared, but because of this, I remembered the ghost fog that my grandfather used to tell me as a bedtime story, although I didn't say what color it was, but it was very similar to the current situation.

When grandpa was young, grandpa was about to go west, let grandpa go to the county to grab medicine, at that time the county was not developed, and the village was about the same, grandpa's illness came urgently, grandpa was anxious to listen to the words of barefoot Langzhong and hurried to the county overnight, at that time the family was still rich and had a bicycle, but grandpa usually closed his eyes can walk to the county road, now he can't get there by riding a car, the young and vigorous grandpa thinks that it is thrown to the ghost wall, but all kinds of methods tried again and again did not work, grandpa had no choice but to push the car away, When passing through a dense forest, there was a layer of fog in front of him, at that time the grandfather's eyes were bright, and after a while, he easily saw through the fog and passed through the dense forest, and then when the grandfather looked back, a man apologized to the tree there, bowed and knelt very funny, and the grandfather thought it was a dead soul controlled by the ghost fog and didn't care, and when he came back, he passed by there again, and met the funeral procession, and when he saw the head of the statue of the grandfather, he was also fluted, it was the person who was last night, and he died by hitting the tree when he inquired. Later, Grandpa thought that if he had been waking up that person through the ghost fog at that time, maybe he wouldn't have had an accident.

And now I'm like the one who is lost in the ghost fog, the ghosts want to pull me away, and the fourth grandfather in front of me has been missing for so many years without a trace of gray hair, and the contrast with grandpa's black and white hair is too great. I don't believe that he is not a ghost, but I was too nervous just now, and I completely forgot to observe, or I still know where the fourth grandfather's body is, the more I look at it, the more it looks, if the fourth grandfather is full of green hair and the green-haired monster who caught me is his own brother, etc...... Brother-german? Didn't the fifth grandfather hang himself in the ancestral house? Why haven't I seen the ghost of the fifth grandfather in the ancestral house?

All the jumble of assumptions came at me. It seems that the grandfathers of the Han family are so capable before and after death, the second grandfather became the river god, and the fourth grandfather thought that this should be the mountain god. The fifth grandfather became a green-haired monster? Or did he kidnap me during the day because I had the breath of the Han family, and he thought I was the fourth grandfather? No, I probably had too much information and too much guessing on my own, and I suddenly fainted.

"Hey. You're not only pus, you're so wasteful. You don't need me to help you up. The fourth grandfather woke me up with the sound of urging on the side, and I opened my eyes again, and sure enough, the black fog around me had all dissipated, and there was really a wide road.

"I said you, what's wrong? Before I finished talking about what I had just now, I suddenly fainted and was scary, fainting here, but I really don't want to go back, there are many ghosts and monsters on the mountain, maybe whoever will drag your soul to eat. "The fourth grandfather said that he didn't want me to call him the fourth grandfather, but his action was to reach out and grab my hand and go on the road together.

"Fourth grandfather, you are dead, you died on this mountain decades ago. Because it was a candle and I had my body with me, all I saw was black mist. And now without the body, I can see the same things as you see. "I followed the fourth grandfather, and it was normal to say what I thought like a chat.

"Oh, am I dead? I've become an immortal, immortal, immortal. The fourth grandfather also replied to me calmly.

"Where is this?" Although I knew that the fourth grandfather would not harm me, we went deeper and further into the dense woods, and finally we got into a place that resembled a temple.

"This is the place where my master sits, and after he sits, I will inherit his mantle and bowl of the Dao Dao Buried Xia Jun, and continue to protect the buried Xia Mountain he loves for him." The fourth grandfather knelt in front of the temple, I carefully looked at the buried Xia Temple in front of me, a small room made of stones, the door of the house was open, and there was a person meditating cross-legged with six arms inside, holding an item in each hand, but unfortunately the edge of the stone house was too short, I couldn't see the items he was holding with his outstretched four arms, I could only see the two arms he put on his legs holding food and water, there was a path buried by weeds next to the stone house, there were almost no artificial traces, I didn't know and thought it was a wild road, I guess there are still people who come to worship occasionally.

"He's the mountain god of this mountain?" I already know the answer, but I still want to ask.

"Well, he taught me the skills now, but I don't know when I'm dead, and I think I'm just becoming an immortal." After worshipping the fourth grandfather, he sat on the ground with his back against the stone house.

"Is he an immortal?" I still know that the answer is that I can't help but want to talk to the fourth grandfather more, otherwise it will be terrible to be silent on the mountain.

"No...... the fourth grandfather closed his eyes and was no longer willing to answer my question, he seemed to be stuck in his memory.

"That's?" But I also want to know, either the immortal life is exhausted or he is killed as an elf by a Taoist priest who has entered the evil path, because the spiritual energy on this naturally formed god is not only pure but also easy to improve internal strength, but the fourth grandfather looked at me with eyes open and said an answer that even scared me, and the faith of the believer dissipated by itself.

It turns out that the fourth grandfather's master was not born from heaven and earth, but simply relied on the power of faith to live, hundreds of years ago there was a monster on the buried Xia Mountain, relying on the spread of black fog to hook people's souls and eat human flesh and bones, but he has a nice name Wuxia, like all myths and stories, the people can't live, the villagers hope that someone can destroy him, so he relies on the power of faith to materialize a burly and tall capable person who will be eighteen kinds of martial arts, that is, the fourth grandfather's master buried Xiajun, After he eliminated Wuxia, he continued to live and settle in the mountains by people's beliefs, protecting the personal safety of pedestrians from beasts, and there are still a lot of stories about Burying Xia Jun in the village on the edge of Shandong, and the fourth grandfather set foot on Bury Xia Mountain to learn art because he wanted to become stronger decades ago, and as a result, he didn't even know that he was dead for decades.

The fourth grandfather will have a lot of stories about burying Xiajun, I listened quietly, feeling the thoughts and touches of the fourth grandfather suppressed in his heart for decades, the more I listened, the more addicted I was to sit in front of the stone statue of Burying Xiajun, and when I heard the emotion, my tears couldn't help but fall.

It must be a water product (to be continued......)