"Whatever." Song Qingxiao's purpose is not in these clothes, after changing into the treasure clothes purchased by Yunjin Bao Yifang, although she has not experienced real combat, but out of her 'trust' in Su Wu, her demand for ordinary dresses has plummeted.

At this time, he was obviously more concerned about the clues of the trial, and seeing that this big man did not talk about the clues of the task properly, but asked about his clothes, he couldn't help but deal with him casually, and then urged:

"And then?"

Dahan's face showed a look of shock and disbelief, obviously surprised by her answer, he ignored her later question, and lifted the clothes in his hand and stammered:

"You, are you sure?"

"......" Song Qingxiao was a little speechless, she didn't know what kind of person the little junior sister was before entering the trial, which caused her to say this moment when she said this, and this big man actually showed such a look.

"Sure." Her eyelids jumped, and the big man's face showed hesitation, and he froze for a moment while holding his clothes, glanced at her secretly, and whispered to himself:

"I went to the cemetery last night to practice my courage, and I am not a little junior sister, so it stands to reason that evil should not be?"

He frowned:

"Could it be that the Shen family is so evil? Just by hearing the name, I have already let the little junior sister be recruited first? ”

"Stop talking crazy!" His self-talk fell into Song Qing's small ears, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch, and she couldn't help but scold.

As soon as he said this, the big man breathed a big sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "It's still so fierce." ”

"Take a few more." He was not angry when he was scolded, but reached out again and grabbed a large pile of clothes from the box.

The dresses were old, but they were cleanly washed and neatly folded at the bottom of the box.

Judging from the paper balls littered in the house, the girl who lives here doesn't look like someone who can take care of such trivial matters.

Seeing that men are familiar with the movements of folded clothes, there may be no less things to do to take care of people.

Being able to spend time doing these things in addition to cultivation seems to be credible to the man in front of him.

"I'll get you some headbands, too." Dahan didn't know the kung fu of this moment, and Song Qingxiao already had a rough assessment of him in his heart.

After he had said this, he grabbed a handful of ropes of various colors from the bamboo basket that had been placed on the bed and put them on top of the folded clothes.

"By the way, speaking of Shen Zhuang." After doing all this, he seemed to remember Song Qingxiao's urging before, and then continued:

"This Shen Zhuang was also very famous back then."

He quickly packed a large pile of clothes, and his movements were extremely skillful:

"At that time, Shenzhuang was famous for silkworm breeding, even when the Houjin government could no longer support it, Shenzhuang's economy was very powerful, and there was a famous rich family in the country at that time."

It is precisely because of this that even in the post-Jin period, the people in China were struggling to make a living, the victims of the disaster in the four places rebelled, and the warlords in various places were divided, but the impact on Shenzhuang was not great.

"The water and soil of Shenzhuang are particularly suitable for planting mulberry and raising silkworms, the local mulberry leaves grow very well, the silkworms raised are more silky, the cocoons are very large, and the silk woven is the tribute that the royal family has named every year."

When it comes to Shen Zhuang, Dahan talked about the past:

"But because of the defeat of a Houjin government army and the retreat to Shenzhuang, it is said that the leader of the leader somehow seems to have been stimulated and gone crazy."

He quickly took a piece of coarse cloth and put everything into it, and soon packed it into a very large package:

"He ordered the slaughter of the city overnight, causing rivers of blood and piles of bones to block the gates."

The people outside the city could not enter, and the people inside the city were blocked by corpses and could not get out, and finally the whole army was trapped and died in the city.

"With so many people dead, the resentment is naturally very deep, and no one dares to get close to half a point for more than ten years after that."

He quickly shook the package, put it on his shoulder and weighed it, revealing a little satisfaction:

"But it's strange to say, the resentment over there is so heavy, it is said that the cats, snakes, insects, rats and ants who are heavy in yin do not dare to approach half a point, but the mulberry leaves grow very well."

The big man turned his head to look around again, afraid that something had fallen:

"More than ten years later, the people nearby remembered the legend of Shenzhuang back then, and had the courage to pick mulberry leaves, and the mulberry leaves picked were particularly good for feeding silkworms."

Although Shen Zhuang was terrifying after being slaughtered, it is rumored that the people who died in it became terrible ghosts because they died too bleakly.

"But in this war-torn year, no ghost is as terrible as poverty, so gradually many people go to Shenzhuang to pick mulberry leaves."

It is very surprising that the mulberry leaves there grow very well, regardless of the season, and the silkworms fed with such mulberry leaves produce very beautiful cocoons, and the silk spun is better than other places.

The benefits are moving.

After a long time, everyone gradually forgot the horror of Shenzhuang, there were more people who had been there, and the vicinity of Shenzhuang also became a little popular.

"More than 70 years ago, people from several nearby villages organized a large group of people to clean up the corpses in Shenzhuang, clean up the city, and then move in again."

In the time that followed, nothing strange happened.

And with the passage of time, the people who lived in it picked mulberry and raised silkworms, and gradually made a fortune, which aroused the greed of people nearby.

Under the lure of wealth, and seeing that the first people to live in it have developed one after another, many people who fled back then have moved back one after another.

Seventy years of peace.

Even with the development of the silk industry, Shenzhuang has recovered a little bit of the prosperity of the year, and when he saw that everyone's life was going to be more prosperous, suddenly something happened to Shenzhuang at this time.

When Dahan said this, he deliberately stopped and deliberately sold it.

"What's going on?" Song Qingxiao actually already knew it in his heart, but seeing that the big man looked looking forward to his question, he also followed his expression and asked.

"Shen Zhuang is haunted!" He looked like he was scaring a child.

"Oh." Song Qing replied, but his mind was already active.

According to what Dahan said, after Shen Zhuang experienced such an accident, under the extremely heavy aura of the dead spirits inside, it would itself contain fierce ghosts, and it should not be uncommon for Yin Spirits and Powerful Ghosts to appear.

It's strange why, seventy years ago, these first people who moved in were not killed by the ghosts, but coexisted peacefully for so many years, until more than seventy years later, rumors of ghosts reappeared?

"Little junior sister, why are you like this?"

Seeing her performance, Dahan was a little unhappy:

"Usually the master punishes you to go to the cemetery to practice your courage, and you are scared and trembling, but when you hear a ghost, you react like this?" He pondered for a while, and suddenly came to a realization:

"You don't think I'm lying to you, do you?"

He stood up straight with a 'whoosh':

"Aunt Wu said, Shen Zhuang is really haunted, and the trouble is quite fierce! Many people in the city have found out, so they are looking for masters! ”

The masters and apprentices here are just Taoist priests in an unknown broken Taoist temple on the nearby barren mountains and mountains, and they are not famous people.

Among the four masters and apprentices on the mountain, in addition to the original 'little junior sister', the other two disciples can be regarded as stepping into the door of cultivation.

It's just that in the early years, it was still necessary to eat, drink, and Lazar.

This Aunt Wu married in a village near the foot of the mountain, and usually had nothing to do with her husband to send some fruits and vegetables up the mountain, so she got acquainted with several masters and apprentices.

She actually didn't know if the masters and apprentices in the Taoist temple on the mountain had real skills, but when she came up the mountain recently, Lao Dao saw the black gas between her seals and felt that something was wrong, and asked her why, and she talked about what happened to her mother's family.

It wasn't until Lao Dao took the initiative to mention it that she realized that this old man had some ability, and immediately told Lao Dao that the mayor of Shenzhuang had issued an order.

All monks and Taoist priests who go to Shenzhuang, regardless of whether they really help them solve their troubles or not, will give a golden reward, including the carriage and horses, food and accommodation expenses, etc.

And if the matter can be solved for them, then the mayor of the town will take the lead, and then gather a few rich squires in the town, and an additional large sum of money will be collected to thank the people who helped them.

Shen Zhuang is so rich, many people rely on silkworm raising, and their families have money, and they are not afraid of spending money to do things.

"The master doesn't care about money and other things, but he calculates ......"

When Dahan said this, he subconsciously stopped.

As if he had thought of something, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips in time, and then turned into:

"You are a girl, and you are the only woman in the Taoist temple, and it is sometimes inconvenient for the master to take care of the children, so Aunt Wu has helped a lot."

Even when she began to develop a few years ago, it was the master who asked Aunt Wu to stay with her for a few days and taught her a lot of common sense.

"So Aunt Wu asked the master for help, and the master couldn't refuse."

When Dahan said this, he cautiously glanced at Song Qingxiao, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't seem to notice what she had said before.

"It's just that this trip is extremely dangerous, the master burned incense and bathed a few days ago, and after divining the hexagram, he said that this time he went, and the good luck was hard to know."

His mood seemed to be a little melancholy, and he hugged the huge package, as if he was stunned for a moment.

But after a while, he returned to his previous grin:

"The master said that there is a life and death calamity on this trip, if you can survive it smoothly, then you will naturally be safe and sound; If you can't get over it......"

When he said this, his voice paused, but the meaning of the words was already self-evident.

Song Qingxiao didn't put 'can't get over' in her heart, in her heart, this mission is a matter of life and death for her, no matter what, it is absolutely impossible to get over.

She noticed a word in the Han dialect:

"You guys?"

If according to the old way, the catastrophe of life and death is successfully passed, everyone is naturally safe and sound, why would he say that it is you?

"Slip of the tongue! Tongue! The big man hurriedly slapped his mouth, and finally smirked twice:

"Hey, hey."

Song Qingxiao wanted to ask again, but she had already noticed that an aura was coming here.

In a few moments, a man in his mid-fifties appeared outside the open door.

He was dressed similarly to the big man, but with a thinner figure.

He has grown an inch of hair, his back is straight, and he looks very serious.

"Haven't you packed it yet?" He put his hands behind his back and asked.

"Alright, alright."

The big man who was chatting with Song Qingxiao jumped up and raised the burden that had been packed in his hand:

"Little Sister's things are here, and when the time comes, we can go."

When the old man saw the house that had been cleaned up, his expression was relaxed at first, but when he saw the package in the hand of the big man, he frowned tightly:

"When you go out to run errands, you don't go to the mountains and rivers, why do you bring so many things?"

Without waiting for Song Qing to speak, the big man hurriedly explained:

"I'll carry it for my little sister." There was a pleading look on his face:

"Master, it's the first time for the little junior sister to go out like this, she is young, and it is reasonable for her to want to bring a few more sets of clothes to change and wash."

The old man's eyes showed disapproval, as if he wanted to say something to reproach.

But for some reason, under the begging gaze of the big man, his lips moved, and in the end he didn't make a sound, just glared at Song Qingxiao fiercely, and then put his hands behind his back:

"Don't hurry up! After cleaning up, we will gather in the main hall, we will make incense to the ancestor and bless us with a smooth trip. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Dahan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Song Qingxiao, and motioned for her to hurry up and follow.

"Master, how many days will we go on this trip to Shenzhuang?" The big man carried a huge package on his back, followed the old man with light steps, and kept asking:

"Do you want to bring some food for the little junior sister?"

"No!" The old man walked through the simple narrow passage with his hands behind his back, without looking back:

"Aunt Wu has rented an ox cart at the bottom of the mountain and will take us to Shenzhuang. With her here, she will prepare food for Qingxiao, don't worry about you. ”

"Oh." The big man obediently responded.

"As for going for a few days...... old man couldn't say for sure, and he muttered for a moment:

"It depends on how things go well." At the end, he sighed:

"I hope that the ancestor will bless him and appease the souls."

Speaking of this, as if he remembered something, he suddenly asked:

"A few days ago, did you send the letter I asked you to send?"

"Sent." Dahan nodded, "It's just that master, that letter has neither an address nor a recipient, who do you send it to, can he receive it?" ”

"You'll know then."

The old man left behind a mysterious sentence and no longer answered the big man's question.

While the master and apprentice were talking, several people had already entered a lobby.

There are several statues of gods enshrined in the lobby, and the paint on the statues has been mottled, but I don't know if it is worshiped by incense all the year round, Song Qingxiao found that the statues here have already given birth to some spiritual breath.

In front of the hall sat a man in his thirties, who seemed to be a little older than the big man, and before the three of them came, he stood up and saluted the old man respectfully:

"Master."

He greeted the old man, and then saw the big man behind him, and called with a complicated expression:

"Senior brother," then he looked at Song Qingxiao with a very strange expression, and beckoned her:

"Little junior sister."