[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the red jade showed the way to the dragon lock people; The way to deal with the ghost people is to find the ghost man's nemesis Soul Eclipse Gu. And Mu Qingming, who was in the Qi family's warehouse on the jade dragon pile, was very bored when he was idle but couldn't predict the next move of Changshengdao, so he simply took the scroll he carried with him and looked at it carefully to distract himself. I didn't think about it, but I also saw a secret history related to ghosts and ghosts in the book, which belonged to the ancient Dian Kingdom for a long time. Mu Qingming was about to continue to read the content of the book carefully, but was suddenly interrupted by someone, so he had to give up. After nightfall, Ruby shed her human skin and sneaked out of the city, where she found a stone sculpture with only half of a horse's face left. 】

The breeze is blowing, and the bamboo shadows are swaying.

Mu Qingming under the tree turned the pages of the book and continued to read. The content of the book has always attracted his attention.

The content of the next page is more words and fewer pictures, and the pictures look a bit mural. The picture records that the king of Dian no longer trusts the sorcerers in the kingdom since the rebellion of the ghosts.

Those who have retired are peaceful, scattered all over central Yunnan and live a peaceful life. Those who survived, almost in the next few years, were used by the king of Dian to sacrifice to the gods.

Mu Qingming saw that the book was painted with a picture of an altar scene with copper pillars as a symbol of the gods; A bronze pillar stands in the middle of the sacrificial site. Judging from the height of the figures in the painting, the height of the column is about the height of two people, and the diameter is similar to the waist circumference of the person. There is a round seat under the column. Participants in the sacrifice rally around the bronze pillar, either offering offerings or kneeling beside the pillar in prayer. On the side there was a priest who sat on his shoulder, and beside him stood a card with a naked person to be killed.

The text on the side records that this kind of sacrifice of the murderous pillar no longer uses slaves, but uses those wizards that the king of Dian no longer trusts.

The story has reached the most exciting place, and after Mu Qingming read this page carefully, he turned to the next page.

Again, there is not much text on this page, but there are many pictures. And the vivid drawings, although outlined with simple lines, are clear to the eye.

This page tells the story of Emperor Wu sending troops and approaching the city. The army of warriors of the ancient Dian Kingdom, which had lost its wizards, was inferior to the Han soldiers in terms of equipment and numbers. Soon, the king of Dian went out of the city and surrendered.

But in the chaos, the last Dian sorcerer took advantage of the chaos to roll up the bamboo scrolls of many wizard classics, burned the altar, and escaped from the city to the deep mountains and old forests.

At this point in the story, it completely tells the whole process from the rise to the decline of the Dian sorcerers, but it is not over yet; There are a few more pages in the back, which seem to record the story of the future.

It seems to be about the escaped wizard. And Mu Qingming guessed that this book was left behind by the escaped wizard.

Mu Qingming couldn't wait to flip through the book, and when he was about to continue reading, Xiao Heizi's voice shouted from the front of the room: "Young Master Mu, it's time to eat." ”。

Then he repeated a few more shouts, and at the end, Xiao Heizi said to himself: "I'm not active in eating, I have a problem with my brain." ”。

Mu Qingming's interest was shouted by him, and he was indifferent. I had to close the book and put it back in my sleeve, then slowly stood up and dusted off a few pieces of moss and clods of dirt from my body.

"Here we are." Mu Qingming said this and walked slowly towards the front yard......

After nightfall, the spring city is filled with a trace of coolness, which is very cool and refreshing.

In the lively Yunjin Night Market, it is still the same as always, after the sunset is crowded with people coming and going, and the noise is endless.

On the edge of Yunjin Bridge, Hongyu stayed in her haunted house, slowly fading off the human skin on her body, revealing her true face.

It's exactly the same as the human skin appearance that she has depicted thousands of times, and there is nothing special about it. It's just that there is no human skin, and ordinary people can't see her with the naked eye at all.

And from the window by the candlelight, the reflection on the window paper looks like Hongyu is undressing. Immediately attracted a few prodigal sons, standing downstairs and tiptoeing overlooked.

And the ghostly qi that had been restrained under the human skin suddenly gushed out like a spring, and the wind suddenly rose in the whole house, roaring and raging.

Soon after, the red candle in the building went out and plunged into darkness. The prodigal sons downstairs left in a huff.

The long hair that was scattered on Ruby's head fluttered in the wind behind her neck as the faded human skin slipped at her feet. It's like a weed that moves with the waves in the water, but it doesn't have the beauty of those weeds.

She flew forward in the yin wind, towards the ring corridor on the other side of the river.

In a blink of an eye, he passed through the beauty and landed on the sparkling Panlong River outside the house.

Surrounded by the cloudy wind, the waves were surging, and the red jade flew on the surface of the river, heading towards the other side of the river. An afterimage flashed across the river as she moved.

In an instant, the ruby crossed the river and scurried into the woods on the other side of the river.

She rode the wind eastward, and soon reached a small hill outside the city, far from the noise and not too high.

Under the darkness, the temple wall built in the mountain and the eaves of the hall inside the wall are warped, and only a faint silhouette can be seen at night. And the small temple here is the Golden Horse Temple outside the city.

In terms of history, it is longer than Yuantong Temple. The predecessor of this temple has begun to take shape in the Eastern Han Dynasty, at that time it was not called a temple, the local people called it the Golden Horse Shrine, it is the earliest local temple in Kunming, used to worship the mountain god of Jinma Mountain.

Subsequently, in the first year of Tang Yifeng (676 AD), King Meng Shewei became the god of Jinma Mountain as the famous mountain of Jinma to Emperor Dejing, and ordered the temple to be "Lingying Temple", which was destroyed in the war after several expansions. During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, it was another major restoration. The Golden Horse Temple on Jinma Mountain has become one of the eight famous places in Kunming - it has become the famous Golden Horse Zhaohui.

It's a pity that the fate of the Golden Horse Temple is even more ill-fated than the Yuantong Temple on Yuantong Mountain. The Golden Horse Temple, which did not last long, withered for a long time and encountered the rebellion of the Qing Dynasty and the three feudatories, and the Golden Horse Temple was destroyed by Bingxie. Soon after the repair, another military disaster struck, but it fell on the head of the Golden Horse Temple.

Today, the Golden Horse Temple no longer has the glory of the past. The only thing left is the Golden Horse Shrine, and the magnificent buildings and towering ancient trees composed of the Sanxian Temple and the Lingying Temple, which still stand quietly on the Golden Horse Mountain. It's just that the popularity is no longer as good as Tanhua Temple and Yuantong Temple.

Hongyu, who had stopped at the bottom of the mountain, did not enter the temple and walked down the foot of the hill towards the back of the hill.

After walking for a long time, Hongyu came to the back of the mountain, an ownerless wasteland with a few locust trees scattered in all directions. The weeds here are growing wildly, and they are already half a man tall. Because no one cultivated it, the land became a paradise for weeds. Fortunately, Ruby can pass through them, and it is not difficult to move forward.

It didn't take long for her to stand in the deepest part of the weeds. The grass here has grown taller than a person, and the long blades of grass that rush straight up finally can't bear it anymore when it rises to a certain height, and bends.

Even so, when Ruby stood in the grass, it was as if she were in the middle of a jungle, and she could barely show half of her head.

Suddenly, she stopped. In the grass at night, a fresh breeze blew, and the blades of grass rustled against each other.

Among the swaying weeds, Ruby looked straight ahead, her gaze falling on a stone statue in the grass not far in front of her.

It was a stone statue of a stone horse with three of the four hooves on the ground, and the left front foot was bent and raised. At first glance, it is not much different from the stone statue in front of the ancient tomb, but half of the horse's head has fallen off, and only half of the horse's face remains.

Time has passed, and this stone statue has stood quietly in the grass for thousands of years. The wind and rain dripped through the stones, leaving its body crawling with vines and moss already full of holes.

To this day, no one knows that the Golden Horse Mountain God once enshrined in the Golden Horse Shrine is this dilapidated stone statue. But just because no one knows doesn't mean the devil doesn't know. Hongyu is the ghost who knows the god of Jinma Mountain.

It is also known that this mountain god is also a member of the ghost clan, and in the ghost clan wandering in Spring City, it has another name that is more resounding than the Jinma Mountain God - Dongxiang Old Ghost.

"Little ghost, why are you free to come and see me today?" When Hongyu stood still, a weak and old voice came from the already tattered stone statue, which slowly echoed in the barren grass blown by the night wind.

"Uncle Dong, how are you doing?" Ruby pursed her lips and smiled, asking the statue.

Under the night wind, the ghostly energy on Hongyu's body no longer rose, and the yin wind surrounding her also dissipated.

"We will also die of old age, birth, old age, sickness and death are also the norm, there is nothing good or bad." In the stone horse, after the voice made a laugh in it, it came again: "It's you, when you leave this place, I once told you and you should know, Kunming City will soon be out of ......."

"Uncle Dong, you don't have to worry about me, I will definitely leave when it's time to go." Before Hongyu could finish speaking, Hongyu interrupted him and said urgently, "I came to you today for something very important, and I asked Uncle Dong to help me incomparably." ”。

The words landed, and the surroundings fell silent.

Ruby was no longer in a hurry to speak, and the stone statue seemed to fall into a deep sleep, silent.

After knowing for a long time, the voice of the old man in the stone statue, who was weak and felt that he had lost his strength without saying a word, echoed again: "Child, you have many questions, but you also have faith. These beliefs come from the kindness of a human being, and most of your doubts are caused by him? ”。

The old ghost in the stone statue seemed to have seen through Hongyu's heart, and said everything she thought in her heart one by one.

"Yes." Hongyu didn't hide it either, nodded and said, "And I won't paint the skin anymore." ”。

Hongyu also knew that the old ghost of Dongxiang could see through her heart, and said bluntly: "We ghost clans can also be benevolent, kind, and helpful. That's what I believe in my heart right now. ”。

"But they will never accept us, human beings are afraid of the unknown, even if you help them a hundred times or ten thousand times, you are also unknown fear to them." The voice from the stone statue became urgent and fast, and it seemed that the old ghost hiding in it became excited.

"Let's go, the life and death of people in this city have nothing to do with you." After a pause, the old ghost put away his excitement and excitement, and said bitterly to Hongyu: "Don't ask anything, don't change anything, live and live your life in peace." Or it's better to find an opportunity for the monks to overtake you than to change what is about to happen. ”。

There was no excitement in those words, but there was a little more despair.

"Uncle, I will live, I will." Hongyu raised the corners of her mouth, and a smile appeared on her face: "But please also tell me, how to refine the soul erosion Gu to deal with ghosts?" I know, you used this kind of thing to deal with a lot of ghosts when you were still human. ”。

When it came to the back, the red jade who put away her smile was already begging.

When her words landed, the old ghost also let out a long sigh.

Will the old ghost tell her the way? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.