Lu Hao and Lan Ruoxi stepped on the wind charm and headed towards Tibet, and when they passed by a mountain, the sky was overcast, dark clouds covered the top, and in an instant, it rained heavily.

The Wind Charm stuck to the rain and immediately lost its effect. Lu Hao and Lan Ruoxi had no choice but to stop, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.

Lan Ruoxi glanced around and said anxiously: "Brother Lu, where to take shelter from the rain in this barren mountain?" ”

"Don't worry, let me see." Lu Hao jumped on the branch of the tree, raised his eyes and looked, only to see a barren mountain in the distance, and a temple faintly appeared on it.

"Let's go, Miss Lan, go up the mountain." When the words fell, Lu Hao and the others braved the heavy rain and hiked up the mountain.

The mountain road is rugged and rocky, and the road to the mountain is very hard for Lu Hao and the others. Heavy rain poured down, and the roads were slippery and muddy.

Barren mountains and dense forests, the rain was hazy, and the two of them held hands and endured all the hardships, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there stands a mountain temple, which is deserted and dilapidated. Lu Hao and the others did not dislike it, and walked into the mountain temple to take shelter from the rain.

"It's raining so hard! I'm soaking wet. Lu Hao shuddered and looked at his surroundings.

In the mountain temple, there are many coffins neatly placed, which are covered with dust, and it is estimated that it has been some years. The coffin had been eaten by rats in some places, and holes had appeared.

Lan Ruoxi said worriedly: "Brother Lu, there won't be ghosts in this place, right?" ”

Lu Hao laughed and said: "We are ghost hunters, if there is a ghost, we will accept him." ”

"But I'm still scared!" Lan Ruoxi looked at the coffins in the mountain temple and was a little uneasy.

"Don't be afraid, with me, the demon imp will not dare to appear." Lu Hao was bold, and gently opened a coffin, and a black shadow came out of it.

Lan Ruoxi was startled and shouted.

"What are you afraid of, just a mouse." Yang Yifeng was also shocked into a cold sweat, the mouse was lying on top of the corpse just now, and when he saw someone approaching, he jumped out violently.

There was a hole under the coffin, presumably a rat had bitten it and got in. In the coffin lay a male corpse, dressed in gray clothes and tattered.

There was only a corpse in the coffin, not even a funeral item, and it was estimated that he was a poor man before his death. The corpse was decomposed, emitting a foul stench, and a large piece of flesh had fallen off its face, revealing white bones, presumably gnawed by rats.

In Feng Shui, a rat gnawing a corpse is a bad omen.

Lu Hao opened the coffin again and found a female corpse lying inside, with a bulging belly, which should have died when she was pregnant.

"Senior brother, how did they die?" Lan Ruoxi asked.

Lu Hao looked at it for a while and said, "These corpses have black spots on their skin, which means that they had plague before they died. ”

Lan Ruoxi said: "People who die of the plague should be cremated, why are they buried in coffins and discarded? ”

"I don't know." Lu Hao wondered in his heart, these people were buried in coffins with the plague, why didn't they find a place to bury them?

Lu Hao stretched out his hand to open a coffin, and found a child lying inside, his face distorted, the skin and flesh on his face were seriously rotten, and his bones were white.

Lu Hao sighed and closed all the coffins, the dead are the greatest, it is better not to offend.

Lu Hao looked up and found that there was a stone statue standing in the mountain temple, with a nose and eyes, as if it was a certain mountain god.

The mountain god has no offerings, and his whole body is covered with cobwebs and rat droppings. In front of the mountain god, there is an incense case, which is tattered and has some incense ashes left.

Lu Hao bowed three times to the mountain god, and said in a low voice: "The mountain god blesses my master to be safe and sound." ”

After the words fell, Lu Hao took out the sealed wine jar, put it on the incense case, and advised: "Little ghost, be quiet, don't offend the mountain god grandfather." ”

A voice came from the wine jar: "Big brother, when are we going to save my sister?" ”

"When I get to Tibet, I will naturally save your sister, don't worry." When Lu Hao was passing through Sichuan, he ran into a little ghost, and he wanted to open the altar to overtake him, but the little ghost couldn't wish, so it was not appropriate to overdo it.

This little ghost has a sister who was captured by mountain bandits, and she doesn't know if she lives or dies. The little ghost was very worried about his sister's safety and asked Lu Hao to rescue his sister from the mountain bandits.

Lu Hao had a good heart and agreed to the little ghost's request. Wait until you get to Tibet and rescue the little ghost's sister, and then overtake the little ghost.

Lan Ruoxi said with a sad face: "This rain doesn't stop, we can't catch up with Tibet today." ”

"Then let's spend the night in this mountain temple, and wait for the next day, when the rain stops, and then we will hurry." Lu Hao estimated in his heart that this place was still more than 100 miles away from Tibet, and it would take at least half a day.

If it's a sunny day, step on the wind charm, and the time for a stick of incense will come.

Lu Hao has followed his master Qiu Yuanji to the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he has suffered all kinds of hardships, and he is not afraid of sleeping in the mountain temple. Tonight, the rain is pouring down, the wind is cold, and it is destined to be a sleepless night.

Lu Hao found some firewood and grass in the mountain temple, piled them up, and lit them with flames. The fire burned, and the light of the fire illuminated the dark mountain temple.

Lu Hao took off his soaked coat, put it on a wooden stick, and placed it next to the fire. The fire was blazing hot, baking soaked clothes.

"Brother Lu, the clothes on my body are also wet." Lan Ruoxi said aggrievedly.

"When it's wet, you take it off and roast it on the fire." Lu Hao grinned.

"You rascal...... Don't look back. Lan Ruoxi blushed and said coquettishly.

"If you don't look at it, you don't look at it, what's the big deal." Lu Hao snorted, turned around and closed his eyes.

Lan Ruoxi took off her coat and changed into clothes.

"If you don't look at it, you don't look at it, if you don't look at it, you don't look at it, you are a fool." Lu Hao smiled evilly in his heart, secretly looked over, and found that his junior sister was wearing white clothes inside, and her delicate and graceful figure was uncontrollable.

"Scoundrel, don't look at it." Lan Ruoxi grabbed a handful of firewood and grass and threw it over.

"It's a pity that I don't look at such a good figure." Lu Hao grinned.

"I'll show you, stinky rascal." Lan Ruoxi got angry, picked up a branch, and whipped it.

Lu Hao hugged his head and begged for mercy: "Miss Lan, don't fight, I was wrong." ”

The two chased and fought in the mountain temple, so unhappy. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is late at night. Yang Yifeng found some dry firewood and grass, spread it on the ground, took off his coat, and spread it on it.

"Miss Lan, this is your bed, let's be wronged for one night."

"I slept on it, where did you sleep?" Lan Ruoxi asked.

"How about sleeping next to you?"

", roll as far as you want." Lan Ruoxi raised his eyebrows and looked fierce.

"Just get out, it's not bad to sleep on a coffin." Lu Hao found a coffin and cleaned the dust on it, "Don't be angry, brother in the coffin, I'll sleep one night and leave tomorrow." ”

After the words fell, Lu Hao lay on the coffin and stretched, and suddenly, he sat up and asked, "Miss Lan, have you ever heard of ghosts panting?" ”

"What do you mean by a ghost panting?" Lan Ruoxi said curiously.

Lu Hao said: "This person had asthma before he died, and the wheezing sound after death was very violent, commonly known as ghost panting. ”

"You just talk nonsense, I'm asleep, good night." Lan Ruoxi covered her clothes and fell asleep on her side.

Lu Hao was silent for a while, lay on the coffin, and fell asleep unconsciously.

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