No way

It's not so shocking.

There are not many good men like me who have the appearance that even the village flower can't help but look at, and can resist the appearance of Asian men. Why do you just turn a blind eye?

My heart, that pain.

I was a little unconvinced, and once again said in a deep and sexy voice: "Little sister, little sister, like me, who is handsome and has a good job, the jade tree is better than Pan An in the wind, and a pear flower presses the begonia, there are not many men who can be handsome at night, take a look." ”

No response.

Hey, I don't believe it yet.

Then I put my two hands next to my ears, looked at the girl, and said happily: "Look at the young lady on the other side, look at it, look at it......

No way

It turns out that I seem to be playing the harp to a cow.

There was no reaction from the other party.

Assi, what a waste of my expressions.

However, judging by their reactions, it seems that they are not pretending, but they are completely inaudible!

How so?

My voice is not small, it doesn't make sense.

Besides, these people were all fine and conscious just now, but they suddenly became like dead people.

They walked forward without a master.

Acting mechanically, like a wooden man.

What the heck?

Did something happen?

After walking a distance, they were still like this, as if they had lost their souls.

No.

I was walking with them just now, why haven't I changed?

I'm curious.

I looked up the path, which was a bluestone staircase that led to the top of the mountain, and at the top of the hill, there was a small wooden house.

No way

Over here

This is not Qingyun Temple.

Rather, it is on a hill next to Qingyun Temple.

If I go, there are still people living here?

This......

All right.

It is very likely that he is an unborn big man.

Some masters like to live in seclusion, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but it happens that it is quieter, which is more suitable for masters to live in seclusion.

The wood on the hut had many cracks, and the color had become extremely dark. Obviously, it has gone through a lot of years.

In rural areas like ours, such houses are definitely uninhabited.

One is too shabby, and the other is too dangerous. An old house like this can easily collapse.

In front of the hut was a small clearing, and at the edge of the clearing, there was an ancient well.

There is a small stone grinding disc next to the ancient well, and in the center of the stone grinding disc, there is a small hole that is not big, and there is well water gushing out of it, like a fountain!

Me, Walter?

What's going on?

Will the well water flow backwards?

Generally, the well water in the home does not have a diversion flow, so it is difficult to come up.

The well water here can be sprayed up automatically.

Something quirky!

Of course, it is also possible that because of the topography of the place, there is some automatic device placed under the well.

It's magical.

After the people in front of them slowly went up, they all lined up and walked to the stone grinding plate.

"Longyuan Reverse Road" dragged the sword and poked Yu Da/12

Close to the mouth of the water, I took a sip gently.

After drinking the water from the well, he walked three times clockwise and three times counterclockwise around the stone millstone.

With each step, there was a pause.

This kind of footwork is like the Dharma step of Buddhism.

Before, I understood, for example, when going to the Jiangxi Giant Buddha and going up the mountain to worship the Golden Buddha, those tour guides would tell us to worship the Buddha three times sincerely, and then turn clockwise along the Buddha three times, which means smooth sailing and smooth sailing.

They were obviously praying just now.

Hey, could it be that there is an eminent monk living here?

After turning, the people also picked up a three-section emerald green bamboo pole on the side, and knocked it lightly three times in succession on a stone on the stone grinding plate.

What the hell are they doing?

Three knocks on the bamboo pole?

What does this mean?

Just when I wondered,

The man then walked down the road into the cabin.

The others behind him stood silently, motionless, as if waiting for something.

I'm curious.

Is it queuing up to visit the master?

Is there anyone else in here?

My gaze couldn't help but stop at the dilapidated log cabin on the top of the hill.

There was still a faint candlelight in the room.

hey

There really are people.

The figure of the man who had just entered was still swaying slightly in the window.

Take a closer look at the window.

No way

In an instant, my whole body was about to explode.

The window is not modern glass!

It's a window with a wooden frame of pasted paper!

Oops, I'll go.

This......

How retro is this?

At this time, I took a closer look. The window paper had also changed color, yellowish in gray, but not tattered.

What exactly is this material of paper? After so many ups and downs, it's as strong as ever?

Not to mention paper windows, not even kraft paper. I'm afraid that the glass windows, after so much wind and rain, will also be damaged, or on the top of this hill. There are no obstacles around and nothing in the way.

It's incredible to think about.

Tainyima is weird!

This is no ordinary weirdness.

If you want to say that a piece of paper, put it at home, keep it well, store it for a long time, and it is not broken, I can accept it!

However, it was windy and rainy outside, and the top of the mountain was on the cusp of the storm, and there was no sign of damage at all. This made me unconsciously have a lot of frightening thoughts in my heart!

According to the inference of normal earthlings, it is absolutely impossible.

Even gold-plated paper can't do it.

There's something weird in there!

Where is it that is sacred?

For a while, I was interested.

At that moment, I quietly walked at the back and quietly took a look at the cabin with my spiritual eyes, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

hey

It's weird.

There are no anomalies.

Don't say it's me, even if my eldest aunt, second aunt, third aunt, fourth aunt, fifth aunt, sixth aunt, and N aunt come, I can't figure it out!

This immortal is really not simple.

However, after two or three minutes, the man who had entered the room before came out of it.

No way

So fast.

After the man came out, he didn't make any movements, he didn't have any expression, he was still expressionless, as if he hadn't experienced anything.

I don't know what happened inside the house.

The man still mechanically followed the mountain road and went down the mountain.

This......

What's going on?

Have you received the spiritual baptism of the master?

Looking at this expression, why hasn't it changed?

Immediately afterwards, another person also drank a well water, and then gently knocked the stone three times with the same green bamboo pole, and walked in slowly.

Why is this the case?

What does this mean?

Two or three minutes later, the same person who had just entered walked out.

It's weird.

His face was still expressionless.

Their expressions are the same, they are all quite Muler!

No way

What's going on?

Why is it all this expression?

Is it unsatisfactory? Or was it robbed?

If they are all unsatisfactory, why do so many people still come to visit?

And so on, one after the other, slowly.

After about fifty minutes, it was finally my turn!

Around the wellhead, three clockwise turns.

Looking at the miraculous well water, the scene of the four Tang monks and apprentices passing by the daughter country suddenly appeared in their minds, they drank the spring water, and the four big men were pregnant!

Wickedly tight.

I think that the well water in front of me, although it is not as magical as the daughter spring water in Journey to the West, it is estimated that there are also articles in it!

This kind of water flow is completely unscientific.

This was because the sound of the engine was not heard underground, and no energized equipment was seen. The well water seemed to be under some kind of traction, and it flowed upwards with a clatter.

It's weird.

If this is the water of the underground river, I can't drink it. There are definitely a lot of germs in it.

I think it's safer not to drink it.

I also pretended to bow my head and drank a well of water at the mouth of the well, and then I picked up the three-section green bamboo pole and knocked it lightly three times on the stone on the stone grinding plate.

Nothing special felt about it.

Then I followed them and walked mechanically to the wooden house.

Slightly hanging arms, like a zombie. With heavy steps, he moved forward like a zombie.

Just now I was standing down and looking at the cabin, and it felt quite close, but when I walked, it felt very far away!

The chalet is located at the other end of a hilltop.

No way

What's going on?

Could it be that I was dazzled before?

On both sides of this path, there are many pine trees, all the way inside.

Damn, maybe it was because of the angle of sight below, there was still a way.

At this time, I was shocked!

Under the pine trees on both sides of the road, there are wine jars.

Oops, I'll go.

How much does this master love to drink? Actually drank so much wine?

Couldn't he be a wine master?

As far as the eye can see, there are really a lot of wine jars. Along the way, it was densely packed, and many of them fell three floors.

How could it be so much.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a red cloth stuffed on the wine jar, and a yellow charm is attached to the red cloth.

No way

This is true on almost every wine jar.

I had seen this thing in the book that the blind man had given me.

It's called the Soul Altar.

To put it bluntly, it is a jar that usually drinks, but it is not filled with wine, but the remains of the dead.

Some of them are stored with ashes.

And those wine jars with yellow charms are ghosts inside.

Seal it with yellow talismans to prevent these ghosts from haunting them.

Walking slowly all the way, both sides of the road are full of soul altars.

Several places were piled up with three or four high floors.

It's still piled up on the side of the road, and I don't know how many are in the woods.

I go, how can it be so much?

At least four or five hundred, and two or three hundred without horseback.

The number is huge.

How much wine does this have?

If you really want to talk about it,

This soul altar is actually a way of burial.

It's like a burial.

It seems to have been invented by a master of yin and yang.

In this way, the dead soul can be less torn by the wind and rain in the outside world.

At least one shelter.

Subsequently, this type of burial was on the rise for a while.

Then, after a long time, it was gradually abandoned by people!

After all, the Soul Altar is not an orthodox burial method.

Speaking of which, there are also big hidden dangers.

It is said that on the day when the tengu eats the moon, or the Ghost Festival, the Great Ghost Festival, the yin energy of heaven and earth will be prosperous, very rich, and the ghosts in the soul altar will absorb the yin energy of the outside world, enhance their strength, and many will become powerful ghosts, and then destroy the soul altar, break through the confinement, and come out to cause trouble in the world.

According to the record in the diary of a blind man, it is said that somewhere, there was once a riot, which was extremely serious!

It was a long, long, long time ago, it was said to be a group of soul altars, and after the word "Great Ghost Festival", the ghosts inside absorbed a lot of yin energy, and for a while, the collective became terrifying ghosts!

Then he broke through the confinement of the soul altar one after another, escaped, and overnight, all the people in the four surrounding villages disappeared!

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