Let's say that Yan Guiwan and the four of them came out of the wine shop and continued to hurry, and in the wine shop, a woman in a black dress and hat also got up and left.

The woman's mount was tied to Yan Guiwan's horse, so the two collided again.

The woman in black nodded to Yan Guiwan through the hood, and said in a cold tone: "There is a funeral in Fanjia Village ahead, you should take a detour." ”

She didn't seem to want Yan Guiwan to thank herself, jumped on the horse, beat the horse and left.

Yan Guiwan was a little stunned, and looked back at Xu Moqing, "That Fanjia Village sounds so terrifying?" ”

Xu Moqing shook his head, "Xu we don't understand their local customs, and you can hear the words discussed in the wine shop clearly, we can't be wrong if we are careful." ”

Yan Guiwan agreed, but she was more interested in the departing woman in black, "I don't know who that woman is?" ”

"It's like a heroine, the kind that walks the rivers and lakes." Jiuying rolled her eyes and said with a smile.

Xu Moqing urged everyone to get on the horse, continued to walk forward, and sighed to herself: "No matter who she is, she kindly reminded us, let's treat her as a good person." ”

"It's strange, why do I think that woman, I seem to be familiar? But where do I have any friends from Xizhou?" Yan Guiwan scratched his head, and was in a trance for a moment.

While talking, the four masters and servants walked forward for six or seven miles, and sure enough, a village appeared in front of them. When they looked at it from afar, they felt that the village was very magnificent and relatively large.

But it is all eerie overall, revealing an indescribable weirdness. If you get closer, you can see that every house in this village is hung with white silk and white cloth, apparently during the mourning period. It's just that the battle of this funeral is a bit too big. What kind of person dies and wants a village to mourn collectively? Isn't this village all about the people of one family?

Xu Moqing stopped and stared for a while, although there was no sign in front of the village, but when he heard the foreshadowing of so many people in the wine shop before, he could also guess that this should be Fanjia Village, and it was the only son of the Fan official who died.

He looked around, then turned around and consulted with Qiusheng and Jiuying. Jiuying took the newly bought map and repeatedly compared it with the real thing. Qiusheng looked at the sun overhead, and then touched the reverse side of the two leaves, and after a while, he took out the small compass in his arms and made it.

Yan Guiwan saw that the three of them were busy with their work, and his heart became more and more strange, could they be lost again?

"Well, can you tell me what the hell are you doing? The terrain here doesn't seem to be very complicated, so why can't you tell it? Yan Guiwan was cautious and tentative, but he had no confidence in his heart.

Xu Moqing's eyebrows furrowed, "This map ...... I'm afraid it's fake, we were deceived by the boss of the foot shop. ”

"Fuck!" Yan Guiwan kicked on a big stone on the ground, "Dare to lie to Lao Tzu, when we go back, I have to smash his shop!" ”

"Okay, that's already the case, let's solve the problem first. This village is very weird, so we just take a detour away from it. Xu Moqing stroked Yan Guiwan's back, "Why is Wan'er's anger so big?" It can't be those cups of autumn dew that you drank for nothing, right? ”

"Humph!" Yan Guiwan hugged his arms, "Then where should we go now?" She suddenly felt that she had asked a nonsense, if everyone knew where to go, why did they linger here for a long time.

Qiusheng and Jiuying seemed to have made a lot of determination, "Xu Lang, Lord Evening, let's go east, there seem to be some people over there; The hills to the west are a bit more strenuous to walk. ”

Xu Moqing deliberately asked Xiang Yan Guiwan, "My wife, what do you say?" ”

"Huh! Now you remember to ask me? If I choose the wrong path, will you blame me? ”

Jiuying pushed Yan Gui Wanden back on the horse, and persuaded each other: "Who dares to complain about the late master, let's go, let's go!" ”

The four of them chose their direction and had made their way quickly to the east. But somehow, the more I went around to the east, the more I felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. Those small and low houses, from the outside, did not look like they were inhabited at all.

Could it be that this is an abandoned village? The more the four of them walked forward, the more they felt that the yin qi of this place was dignified. Yan Guiwan was worried in his heart, and said secretly, don't lead the wrong way again!

Xu Moqing was the first to jump off the horse and approach those small houses. He wasn't a person who could snoop on other people's homes, but now that the situation is special, he can't care so much. He walked slowly to a small house, leaned on the crack of the window and looked in, only glanced at it, and in an instant, gasped, and the whole person took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

Yan Guiwan immediately ran over, helped him to stand firmly, and asked nervously, "What's wrong with my brother?" What do you see? ”

"This house is not for people to live in, this house is dedicated to the tablets of the dead." Xu Moqing's face changed suddenly, and he said in astonishment: "Let's turn back, this is probably the ancestral cemetery of Fanjia Village, we broke in by mistake." ”

Before he could say a word, Jiuying also followed in a panic: "It seems that there is a special formation here, you see, the direction of each room is different, there must be some meaning in it." ”

The four of them hurriedly mounted their horses and wanted to return the way they came, but suddenly they remembered a shrill and rhythmic rattle in their ears.

Although Yan Guiwan and the others felt that this place was not good, they were not so frightened that they lost their minds. But the horses on which they sat down were disturbed by the sudden ringing of the bell, and they began to run wild like four great headless flies.

The horse under Yan Guiwan was the most intense, and seeing that it was about to hit the wall of a house, she hurriedly tightened the reins and tried to control the crazy horse. But at this moment, the horse no longer obeyed her command, and although it didn't hit its head against the wall, it threw Yan Guiwan off the horse's back heavily.

The horse under Xu Moqing was no longer under control, he simply abandoned the horse, and as soon as his body got on the horse's belly, he jumped straight in the direction where Yan Guiwan fell. Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of arms suddenly appeared behind her, and she was steadily caught by the waist.

Yan Guiwan stuck to his heart and smiled sweetly: "My husband, it's really amazing!" ”

Now where is the time to talk about love, he grabbed Yan Guiwan and ran in the direction of coming in. For a while, I didn't know where Jiuying and Qiusheng were, and I was running and looking for them, when I saw two big officials riding horses chasing after him. Who knew that before this hanging heart fell, the surroundings began to think of the terrible rattle again.

The two tall horses marched in unison, and were about to catch up with their wives, but the horse's legs suddenly fell to the ground as if they had been tripped by a rope, and then let out a mournful neigh.

Jiuying and Qiusheng were thrown off their horses like this, and Yan Guiwan turned around and ran over and helped the two big officials up.

Xu Moqing was stunned and looked around again, "This is indeed a formation, the purpose is to punish people like us who trespass on the ancestral grave." ”

With that, the four of them simply packed up their belongings that had fallen to the ground, and did not care to look for the panicked horses any longer, but only insisted on leaving the place. After such a toss, the sky gradually became dark.

Xu Moqing's heart sank, and he urged everyone: "Hurry up!" Faster! ”

But this time they weren't lost, they were trapped here, and they couldn't get out. What's even more strange is that since it is an ancestral tomb, there is never a single grave in sight.

The four of them were already sweating profusely, and it was unknown where they would live tonight and whether they would be able to get out of this cemetery.

Yan Guiwan frowned, and suddenly raised his head, and an even more strange scene happened! In those small houses, I don't know when the lights have been lit! Are there any living people here?

She subconsciously protected the three of them, pretending to be calm: "I don't believe that there are ghosts in this world, they must be living people, let's knock on the door and ask for directions!" ”

Yan Guiwan raised her legs and was about to walk to one of the small houses, how could Xu Moqing let her go? A handful pulled her back.

"No, we are already intruders, and if we disturb their peace, we don't know what the consequences will be." His eyes were determined, "Go out one more time, we can go out together!" ”

Jiuying pulled out the sword at his waist in half and stepped to the front of the three, "You follow me, I have the best sense of direction here, everyone believe me once." ”

The three of them nodded quickly, followed in the footsteps of Jiuying, and set off again. But by this time it was completely dark, and there were no lanterns around them, and the night was still a shallow first quarter moon, and the only place that could be illuminated was the candlelight from the small houses.

Jiuying was very ruthless, and turned around and said, "Evening Lord, let's get closer to those small houses, okay?" ”

"Okay." Yan Guiwan responded.

Immediately, the four of them moved a little more towards the small houses. Xu Moqing suddenly felt that the loess under his feet had become very soft, not as hard as the roads he had just walked. He pinched Yan Guiwan's fingertips and slowly spit out a word: "There are ......"

Before the words fell, only a "coo-dong" sound was heard, and Xu Moqing fell under the ground as if stepping on the air. Yan Guiwan didn't react to anything, only subconsciously grabbed Xu Moqing and rolled down together.

Jiuying and Qiusheng panicked, only to find out that the second master had fallen into the trap.

"Night Lord, Xu Lang, can you hear me?!" The nine warblers lay on the edge of the trap, screaming in panic.

Qiusheng rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to figure out what it was like down there, but it was too dark, and he couldn't see anything.

The two senior officials screamed for a long time, but they didn't hear an echo from Yan Guiwan and Xu Moqing.

Qiusheng sat at the mouth of the well in despair, and said to himself: "I'm here, I've lost His Highness, how can I explain if I go back!" ”

Jiuying took the sword and tried many times at the mouth of the well, wanting to jump down and find the life and death of the second master.

"It's two loyal servants!" An eerie voice suddenly came from behind him. The sound made people's scalps tingle, and a cool breeze came out of their backs.

Jiuying turned around and protected Qiusheng behind him, and at the same time pulled the sword out of its sheath. But before they could see who was coming, let alone say a word, it was pitch black in front of them, and the two of them were unconscious.

When Yan Guiwan and Xu Moqing fell from the ground, they instinctively hugged each other. They were both afraid that the other would be injured, so one protected the back of each other's head and the other protected each other's back. The two of them just rolled down like that, and rolled straight for more than a dozen times before they stopped.

It turned out that the pit was not a "trap", but a long slope, a secret passage that led underground.

"Mo Qing, are you okay?" In the dark, Yan Guiwan asked distressedly.

She knew that Xu Moqing's internal injuries had not healed, for fear that he would add new injuries.

"I'm fine, how are you?" Xu Moqing hugged her tightly, and her tone was full of pity.

"I'm fine, what the hell is this place?"

It was still dark around, and the wife and husband had not yet recovered and got up.

"My Fan's Difu!"

With a terrible threat, the underground secret room was suddenly lit up with lights and candles, dozens of coffins appeared in front of him, and a group of people who didn't know whether they were dead or alive......

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