Soon, the four of us walked to the entrance of the village, and the disgusting crying gradually disappeared, but Lu Yaodong's crying became louder and louder, which made my brows furrow, 'Death' is just a ritual, and there is no need to cry on the road.

So, while walking forward, I stopped Lu Yaodong from crying.

He glanced at me, nodded, and asked me, "When will you start kneeling in three steps and bowing in nine steps?" ”

"The village is the home, the village entrance is the door, from the village entrance to the three steps and one kneeling, nine steps and one bow."

As I spoke, I glanced at the distance between the entrance of the village and the old hero's coffin, which was almost 70 meters, and asked Lu Yaodong to insert a pair of candles in the east direction and light them, and I lit three pillars of incense next to the candles, burned some yellow paper, and recited some scriptures.

Do all this, I will walk in the forefront, then Lu Yaodong will kneel down after three steps, kowtow, and prostrate himself to the ground after nine steps. Due to the fact that there was a lot of snow on the road, and Lu Yaodong was barefoot, he probably walked a distance of less than 100 meters, so he couldn't stand it and complained bitterly.

I can't say anything about this, so I can only let him grit his teeth and persist until the 'Temple of the Dead', I don't know if my words played a role, or what's going on, Lu Yaodong, who was originally shivering from the cold, actually came alive and made us walk a lot faster.

However, despite this, we walked for nearly an hour at a distance of 400 meters. On the way, Lu Yaodong was wet because of three steps and one kneeling, nine steps and one bow, and his bare feet were even more purple from the cold, and even his lips were a little black.

This made me and Guo Fatzi unbearable, and asked him to rest several times, but he refused, saying that he suffered a little and could make the old hero live well in the underworld, which was worth it.

As we walked, we saw a temple in front of us, and I looked up at the surrounding environment, the temple was surrounded by mountains, cliffs, and undulating hills, and a basin was formed in the middle.

The temple was built right in the middle of the basin, and a stone road led from the temple gate to the rugged mountain road, not very narrow, but definitely not wide, just enough for two people to pass side by side.

And where we are now, it is about 70 meters away from the temple gate.

What surprised me was that the road was mostly flat along the way, and what appeared in front of us was actually a gravel road.

Of course, the strange thing is not the stone road, but the road is overgrown with reeds, forming a reed swing that separates us from the 'Temple of the Dead'.

This puzzled me, knowing that reeds are generally born in places where there is water, but in front of me are mountains and mountains, but such a reed swing is born.

"Brother Jiu, Hebei belongs to the north, and the north is mostly plains, how can there be so many mountains and reeds?" Stammering stopped, stood beside me, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes! We just walked less than 500 meters, why is there such a big difference in the environment? Guo Fatzi muttered on the side.

Listening to what they said, I also wondered in my heart, what they said was not unreasonable, if you want to say that this situation occurs in our Hengyang, there is still an explanation. After all, Hengyang belongs to the temperate monsoon climate, and it is not surprising that there will be a lot of stagnant water in many places due to the topography, and a piece of reeds will be born.

However, Hebei has a temperate continental climate, and Hebei is a plain area, so it is absolutely impossible to grow a reed without a certain climate environment.

Immediately, I glanced at Lu Yaodong suspiciously, and said, "Boss Lu, how can there be so many reeds near the 'Zhaoying Temple'?" ”

He was stunned, shuddered, and said: "I heard from the ancestors that this place is close to the gate of the underworld, and there is a Yin River underground, which is conducive to the gathering of the undead, so the 'Temple of the Dead' was built here, and as for the reeds, it is said to be related to the Yin River underground. ”

As soon as I heard this, I looked up and looked at both sides of the 'Temple of the Dead', and saw that there were two mountains on both sides of the temple.

Made, careless, since the 'Temple of the Dead' was built for the undead to stay for a short time, it will definitely be built in the land of extreme yin.

Immediately, I asked the three of them to rest for a while, and prepared to rush through the reeds in one go, go straight to the 'Temple of the Dead', and finish the ritual of 'Illumination'.

We had a break of about four or five minutes, and I asked them if they were ready. They nodded and said no problem.

So, the four of us stepped into the reeds.

As soon as I entered the reeds, I felt that the air inside was extremely cold, this kind of cold was not the kind of cold we usually encounter, but with a biting cold, I couldn't help but shiver.

"Brother Jiu, why is it so cold!" Guo Fatzi pulled my arm and said.

I shook my head and said, "For funerals, don't talk so much, sprinkle your yellow paper." ”

That Guo Fat Man was so fierce by me, and he didn't speak, so he leaned over to the stammer, seeing that posture was really scared.

"Xiao Jiu, this place is full of reeds, three steps and one kneeling, nine steps and one bow are not needed, right?" Lu Yaodong asked aloud behind me.

I thought for a while and said, "According to customs, since this ritual has already begun, you must use this ritual to go to the 'Temple of the Dead', otherwise it will be regarded as unfilial piety." However, in this situation, it is impossible to bow down, you take a step and kneel! ”

He nodded, said yes, and followed me.

Then I took the lead, and at first, the reeds were not very high, but in the sockets of my armpits. Walking, walking, the reeds got higher and higher, and after walking a distance of less than twenty meters, those reeds actually reached the position of the forehead.

This greatly blocked my vision, and the only way to see the road ahead was to sweep away the reeds in front of me.

Sweeping it down with one hand, I found that those dry reeds couldn't be swept away, and when I looked down, I couldn't help but get goosebumps on my body.

I saw that the dry reeds were as thick as a child's arm, and they were like a big tree in the sky and slanted into the gap between the stones, and they were crawling with grasshoppers, gnawing at the dry reeds.

Made, what the hell, I scolded in my heart, and I didn't dare to be careless, so I took the kerosene lamp from the stammer's hand, burned some yellow paper, and said a lot of good things to the old hero, which was regarded as borrowing a lamp from the old hero.

When I had done this, I carried the kerosene lamp, kept my eyes fixed on the front, and slowed down my pace and walked to the front.

The four of us moved forward slowly, surrounded by reeds or reeds, and when we were about to walk out of the reeds, an inexplicable sense of depression came.

This feeling of depression made me almost breathless, I was a little scared, turned my head to look at Guo Fatzi and them, and found that their faces were a little blue, and their limbs were shaking badly.