A burning procession.

I stood by the fence and looked at it, and there were about two dozen people.

"Guoqiang, the other people Luo Honglin said also came in, and I don't know which group of people it is."

Chen Shijun rested next to me, his face full of solemnity.

I know what he means, if we collide with the gang at the entrance of the village, it will inevitably cause a conflict, just a few of us, only Chen Shijun has a gun with only eleven bullets left in his hand, they will definitely hang us up and write a big tragic word on our thighs.

"Brother Jun, keep a low profile and pretend to be a travel friend." I say.

Chen Shijun nodded heavily.

I went back to the house and covered the coffin, Luo Honglin ended up at this point, we need to take half of the responsibility, if he doesn't leave us, maybe I can save his life, but it's too late to say anything now.

Soon.

A procession of about 20 people came to the center of the village, all of them holding torches in their hands, and from the outside, these people were dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Son, come here."

It was a thin, bald old man with a delicate goatee, dressed in a tunic and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet, and yelling at me with a shriveled mouth.

I walked over and said, "Uncle, what's wrong?" ”

"If you don't have to do anything, I'll ask Nong, when did you come to this pimple, what did you do?"

A mouthful of earthy words, I feel kind when I listen to it.

I said I had just arrived, an adventure tourist, and then I introduced him to my small group.

The old man's vicissitudes of life crossed a trace of suspicion, looked at Chen Yihua, and said, "Female doll, what is in Nong's bag?" ”

After speaking, two young men jumped up behind the old man, and they were about to snatch the bag in Chen Yihua's hand.

I was shocked that if the contents of the bag were seen by an old monkey-like man, he would not believe that we were mere adventurers.

Chen Yihua grabbed the cloth bag and said, "Guan Nong, do you recognize you?" ”

I wanted to talk to the old man and his group, and I was familiar with each other, but I didn't expect the old bald man to be really cautious, the more Chen Yihua protected the cloth bag, the more ruthless the expression on the old bald man's face became.

As soon as he beckoned, a dozen young and strong men surrounded us.

"Tourist adventure? Hmph, can you enter this Cloud Village, can you be an ordinary person? ”

The situation was critical, I didn't say anything, but Lin Lao came over, gave the bald old man a cigarette, and said: "Brother, we also hit by mistake, look at a few of us, the old one, the little one, and a female doll......

The bald guy didn't answer the cigarette, sneered sadly, and then made a gesture to wipe his neck.

At the same time, the men who surrounded us took out sharp knives from their bosoms, and with a whoosh, slashed at us.

Worst!

This group of people is really outlaws, and killing a few of us in this barren mountain is as simple as crushing ants.

Chen Shijun's eyes were quick, he took out the gun in an instant, and with a bang, he put one person for the other party.

"Got a gun?"

The bald old man was startled, and his face became even more hideous.

"Come, let Lao Tzu see if your knife is bright, or Lao Tzu's gun is fast!"

Chen Shijun has carried out many field missions, and fighting to the death in this environment is his strength.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people standing behind the bald guy pulled out their guns from their waists, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at our hearts.

The atmosphere froze!

But none of us did anything, it has been a stalemate, I feel that my whole person is cold, I grew up in the countryside, where have I seen this formation, I am not afraid of lonely souls and wild ghosts, but in the face of outlaws, I feel cold.

What is worse than a ghost can only be a human.

"Nong and his gang are also looking for the tomb of Concubine Xu Yan?"

After being silent for a long time, the bald guy asked his subordinates to put away the guns and said this.

He knew in his heart that although we only had one gun, we really fought together, there were losses to each other, and before the destination was reached, some of our brothers died, which was not cost-effective.

One of his old faces became kind, but I could guess a thing or two about what he thought in his heart.

Tomb of Concubine Xu Yan!

Lin Lao murmured and whispered in my ear: "Xu Yan is a personal name, and the identity should be the harem of a certain emperor, but I have not seen the name Xu Yan in any ancient books or in the history of Zheng and Ye. ”

As soon as I heard Xu Yan's name, my heart trembled.

The mural in the cave, the woman's appearance is exactly the same face as the Xu Yan I met in Nanjing, and the bald old man said that the tomb of Concubine Xu Yan ......

Don't?!

I had a vague idea in my mind, but I needed enough evidence to confirm it.

My strange expression was noticed by the bald guy, he grinned and said, "Son, we are all all the way, cooperate and cooperate, two one and one add five!" ”

Dying is for money, but I obviously don't believe him when he says that cooperation makes money, especially when it is divided in half.

Chen Shijun said in my ear: "Be careful, there is fraud!" ”

I nodded and said, "Uncle, okay, but I want to share information." ”

Lin Lao is from the provincial archaeological team, well-informed and knowledgeable, but he doesn't know the information of Xu Yan's concubine at all, but the bald guy said in a word, I need to cooperate with him to find out what he knows.

I showed my identity by showing the seven-star sword and the soul bell I picked up in the cave!

The bald guy only glanced at it, and his old face was full of suspicion.

"Daoist?" He said.

I nodded, not breathing.

"Photo, there is a shortage of talents in our team, and the old man is optimistic about Nong!"

He said yes!

I let out a long breath, and finally I didn't fight, and the danger was temporarily gone.

The bald guys and their gang set up a bonfire outside the courtyard, barbecued meat and cooked wine, and we sat next to a fire.

"Han Feizi Xianxue" has clouds: Yu Xia is more than 2,000 years old, and the history of China for thousands of years, the earliest record is Xia Shang Zhou, Yu before Xia, there was no written record at that time, and today's official history record is a question mark for the Yu Dynasty, but the old man has studied for half a life, and finally has gained, this Xu Yan Concubine Tomb is the concubine of an emperor of the Yu Dynasty!"

The bald old man proudly explained that his name was Han Xianzhi, he was eighty years old, but his complexion was more moisturized than Lin Lao, except for the vicissitudes of his old face, his body and bones were very healthy.

I don't read much, and I don't know much about history.

Lin Lao listened with relish, and the two old men could talk together.

"Yu Dynasty is just a fabrication, how can you believe it." Lin Lao retorted.

Han Xianzhi waved his hand and said, "This way, you are not walking peacefully, right?" ”

He looked at me and continued, "Take a Taoist priest with you, you said that the Yu Dynasty was made up by later generations, but how do you explain the matter of ghosts and gods?" ”

As soon as Han Xianzhi said this, Lin Lao was suddenly silent.

There are no historical materials and cultural relics to confirm the existence of the Yu Dynasty, as if there is no real evidence to confirm the existence of ghosts and gods.

Han Xianzhi's words were obviously reminding Lin Lao, and I asked him if he had any more information.

"Son, don't you empty gloves white wolf, the old man said the key point, you have to show something, don't you?"

The thief old man is very fine!

I took out my phone, there was no signal in the mountains, and I found a photo, taken from a mural.

Han Xianzhi squinted, looked at me in a daze, and then looked at the photo by himself, as if admiring a priceless work of art.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and before he could speak, a person rushed in recklessly outside the courtyard, and said in a panic: "Old Han, come out ...... appeared. ”

What?

I didn't get it.

Han Xianzhi suddenly jumped up and said, "Light up the torch and burn it, I'm afraid I want to invite the god of fire!" ”

Vulcan!

I looked at Chen Yihua, she also looked at me in confusion, neither of us understood, her eyes widened and her eyes narrowed.

Walking with Han Xianzhi to the outside of the courtyard, I raised my eyes to see a valley in front of me that was filled with a thick white mist.

The sun had long since set, and the sky was dark, but the white mist was like a ghost and came straight towards Cloud Village.

"What is it?" Lin Lao asked.

"Isn't it just a white mist? Nervous, haven't seen fog before? ”

Chen Shijun pursed his lips, completely disdainful.

Han Xianzhi ignored Chen Shijun, and at this time, Ma Zai next to the bonfire temporarily set up an altar.

Incense sticks, flags, statues...... The whole nine yards.

"He also learns the Tao."

However, his Taoist technique, I saw it for the first time, and I saw the altar built in Ma Laodao's notes, it belongs to the small sect of the side door, how to say it, it is similar to the lack of a sect and the sect of Xiaoliujia, but Han Xianzhi needs the altar, it is obvious that it is not Lubanshu that lacks a sect.

I didn't have the heart to watch him cast a spell and ask the gods, and quietly looked at the white mist that spread through.

The clouds and mist are shrouded, as if thousands of troops and horses are galloping, there is a faint neighing of war horses in the clouds, the white fog is constantly changing, and it is like a war general who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is shrouded in horse leather holding a war knife, in just a few tens of seconds, the unpredictable clouds and mist have come to the entrance of the village.

Heaven and earth, full of evil energy!

Han Xianzhi held the order flag in his hand, his face was solemn, and he muttered hysterically.

I couldn't hear it clearly, but I saw him insert the order flag in a bowl of rice, and then picked up a pat of the Dharma seal and read out a sentence: "Today, please fire god Daxian to help the disciples drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, and keep one side safe!" ”

Call!

A gust of wind blew and the blazing bonfire was dying, and only the coals made a snorting explosion.

"If it is not my people, they will be killed; Those who trespass on the village without permission will be punished! ”

In the clouds and mist, a strange voice sounded like a bell without emotion, which was deafening.

Bang!

Bang bang!

In the whole village, there was a sudden explosion, and at this moment, another horse boy shouted in fear: "Coffin, coffin is out!" ”

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