"It's so mysterious!" Fang Yue shrank her neck in fright.

"I don't know, who knows. That's just my guess. I reached out to the light particles near me, but I didn't touch anything: "But according to speculation, this is very likely." ”

"Then how should we find Zhou Yan?" Fang Yue blinked, looking worried: "What if Teacher Mo Fei had killed him a long time ago?" ”

"I think it's very unlikely that Zhou Yan will die. He is very clever, and nine times out of ten, he has escaped into the ghost gate! "I stomped my feet, and my feet were strong and red. I can't tell what kind of material it is made of.

"That's your reasoning too?" Fang Yue asked.

"Nope." I shook my head: "It's intuition!" ”

"Instinct." The girl tilted her head and took a deep breath: "Night is silent, does your intuition tell you that we will die?" ”

"No, it won't. Just follow me and don't go too far. Maybe I can take you out. I looked down at the road: "This ghost gate should be man-made, not naturally formed." In addition, the carvings and appearances on the top are in line with the records of the Onimon Pass recorded in legends and historical materials. Perhaps inside, it is also based on the layout of the ghost gate that was handed down in ancient times. ”

"What do you mean is that this ghost gate is actually made according to folklore. But why is there such a great power? Fang Yue asked.

"I didn't say it was a fake. Perhaps, someone entered this door and went out again, so the legend of hell and the ghost gate was spread. I said slowly: "In order to attract my attention, Mo Fei deliberately sent me Zhou Yan's diary. She successfully led me into her trap, but unexpectedly, I fell into the trap of the ghost gate. ”

The last few articles in Zhou Yan's memoirs record in detail the situation of the ghost gate in the book that Mr. Yin Yang gave him. I have it all in my head. ”

I stretched out my hand to Fang Yue: "Grab my hand, follow me, don't make a mistake." Otherwise, you'll be lost here forever and never get out again. ”

"What, you know how to get out. I was also deliberately scared to be careful, and my liver was popping and jumping. Fang Yue hurriedly hugged my arm: "This arm is mine, I won't let go of anything." ”

I ignored her anymore, and carefully recalled everything Zhou Yan described in my mind.

When entering the Ghost Gate, take three steps forward and two steps back. Then turn right, walk fifty steps, stop, turn left. Fifty-two more steps. Each step must not be big or small, it must only be one meter.

If you follow a specific pace as strictly as possible, you will see a large hall.

I measured the distance with my steps rigorously, and every step was accurate to one meter before stepping down. It took a full hour to complete one hundred and seven steps.

As soon as he took the last step, he was greeted with a bright face, and sure enough, a temple appeared in front of him.

Above this hall are written three still strange big characters 'Liaoyang Palace'.

Pointing to this magnificent palace, I said, "According to legend, this should be in front of the famous mountain Liaoyang Palace, and you see, there are three stone arch bridges side by side. All three bridges are built on flat ground and are exactly the same size and shape. ”

The girl followed my finger and looked over, and sure enough, she saw three bridges.

Three identical bridges. Each bridge is just over four feet wide, and the railings on both sides are carved with many strange creatures. The bridge deck is slightly curved, paved with bluestone, and there are two treadways at each end. There is a square pool under the bridge, and the bottom and wall of the bridge are embedded with stones.

According to the records, this bridge was built in the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, and it was built in front of the Liaoyang Palace for the Ming Dynasty Shu Xianwang Zhu Chun, which has been more than 500 years ago. Later, it was changed to a very famous name by Buddhists, called Nai River Bridge! I continued to explain.

"Naho Bridge!" Fang Yue exclaimed in surprise: "This is the Nai He Bridge?" ”

"Yes, this is the famous Nai Ho Bridge. The stone pond under the bridge is also famous and is known as the Blood River Pool. "I looked at the pool of blood, and the water in the pool was rippling, and it seemed that there was no blood at all. However, as soon as a red light particle falls, the water in the blood pool will turn red.

As the light particles were absorbed into the pool water, I could even hear a creepy scream.

"Nai River is the name of the river in hell in Buddhism. According to the fourth volume of the "Xuanmur Chronicles", it is recorded that it travels more than ten miles, to a water, which is not a few feet wide, and flows to the southwest. Observing Xi, Xi said: 'This is the so-called Nai River, and its source comes from the underworld'. The water is bloody, and the filth is not approachable. "I told Fang Yue about the wild history:

Because there is a bridge on the river, it is called "Nai River Bridge". The bridge is narrow and smooth, and it is guarded day and night by the god of day and night. The blood river under the bridge is full of insects and snakes, the waves are rolling, and the fishy wind is blowing. The ghost of the wicked fell into the river, just like the description in the tenth chapter of "Journey to the West": "The copper snake and iron dog are free to fight for food, and there is no way out of the Nai River forever". I can't help but think of the horror of the Nai River in the underworld. ”

"It's a crepe of words, but fortunately, Miss Ben has a high IQ, good ancient literature, and can understand it." Fang Yue hesitated for a moment: "There is no road ahead, we won't be crossing that bridge, right?" ”

"Bingo, you got it right." I shrugged my shoulders: "It's a pity that there is no reward. ”

Fang Yue was taken aback: "Do you really want to cross the bridge?" But I didn't see the old woman Meng Po on the bridge. And I didn't see the pot where Meng Po soup was boiled. After getting on the bridge, will we forget everything? ”

"How do I know!" I smiled wryly and shook my head: "According to folklore, after death, the souls of the dead have to cross the Nai River Bridge, the good ones have the protection of gods and Buddhas to cross the bridge smoothly, and the evil ones are beaten into the blood river pool to suffer." This is described in detail in the book "Investigation of Religious Customs in Fengdu".

The ghosts of the good can safely pass through the upper bridge, the good and the evil cross the middle bridge, and the ghosts of the wicked cross the lower bridge, and are mostly stopped by the ghosts into the dirty waves under the bridge, and are bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs. Every year, during the incense festival, pilgrims compete to throw paper money or copper plates into the pool, and sprinkle fried rice into the pool, thinking that they can give it to hungry ghosts.

Many elderly pilgrims like to walk from above, thinking that if they walk across this bridge, they can avoid the pain of crossing the Nai River Bridge after death. ”

Fang Yue tilted his head and nodded vigorously: That is, there is a bridge in almost every temple now. Even some monks and nuns in the temple have a way to make money, in order to make more money, deliberately smeared tung oil and egg white on the bluestone bridge deck, so that the pilgrims who cross the bridge, especially the elderly, women and children, are more difficult to pass, often someone falls on the bridge, everyone falls on the bridge deck is honestly afraid, so they have to take money to eliminate the disaster! ”

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