So his wife approached a few steps and heard his cheerful voice say, "...... I haven't seen you in a long time, how are you? The man asked, looking to the side.

The wife said that she was still furious when she mentioned it, and that it was not yet dawn, and that only the cries of the gnats around her were extremely harsh, and the sound of wild grass and dry branches stepping on them, and she could clearly see that there was no one around her husband.

But because the person in front of her was her husband, she still had the courage to continue to follow.

After a pause, the husband continued: "Really? I'll show you. ”

As he said this, he came to the edge of a cliff, and when he saw him approaching the cliff as if he was about to jump, his wife gasped in fright, grabbed him, and woke him up with a loud voice.

The man woke up and said with a blank face: "What are you doing? ”

When the two went back, the man began to tell his wife about the whole process of his brother jumping off the cliff and dying at the bottom of the cliff, and said that he had just been woken up by his brother and followed him, and he said that the place where he lived was not very good, it was too short, and it was often flooded, and he wanted to take me to see it, so that he could live in another place, so I went with him. Later, when you shouted, I suddenly remembered that his flesh and blood were blurred when he fell to death at the bottom of the cliff, and now I am afraid that he has long been rotten to the point that only bones remain.

Later, the husband and wife invited the husband to go over to see the schedule and prepare to move the grave, and on the day of the grave move, the man had another seizure, sat at the table and talked alone, and was about to rush out after a while, and the wife saw this and quickly called someone to stop him.

At this time, the master knew that there was probably something wrong with this matter, and when the man came to his senses and told the matter, when the master knew that this matter was related to the ghost and the Bodhisattva, he wanted to turn around and leave, but the husband and wife knelt in front of the master and begged him to save his life, and he agreed as soon as his heart softened.

When I went to move the grave, I didn't say what grandfather I met, but since then, I have to explain before I take things that are related to ghosts and bodhisattvas, and I don't know how much money I have.

Listening to Grandma Wu, if there is a ghost bodhisattva on the slope, no matter how long the time is, whether the thing works or not, I better go less.

I don't want to wander anywhere else, and when I came out of the cave, my husband told me that before he sat down on the relics of the mountain god, I must go out to wander less, and I should go back obediently.

Grandma Wu and Grandma Li were still talking about this strange thing, and as soon as I turned around, my eyes suddenly fell on the distant mountain opposite, and I don't know if I was dazzled.

I felt like my eyes had traveled to that mountain forest......

Yes Sir was standing there, and two other people were standing in front of him with their heads bowed. One of them is still familiar, it is my cheap second uncle, the white-clothed ghost in the Qi Ming incident sentenced Ye Zhiqiu.

As if sensing my gaze, the gentleman suddenly smiled in my direction, and the two people in front of him also bowed in this direction.

At this moment, my neck suddenly cooled.

Don't look back, I see that the shape of the gentleman's mouth says so.

It seemed that the sky had darkened in an instant, and not a single pedestrian on the street could be seen.

This is very strange, I walked all the way forward, it should have been the direction of home, not far, but suddenly the home in front of me seemed to go farther and farther, the mountain opposite was also invisible, the home not far away gradually disappeared, a narrow gray brick alley appeared in front of me, as if it was a blue-gray world, I could not see any magnificent colors. There is no end in sight to the alley ahead.

Go ahead, don't hesitate.

That's probably what Mr. meant.

The coldness on the neck has not disappeared, and you can feel the hairs on the skin, like countless cold caterpillars falling on the skin and wriggling.

I ran forward, into the long alley, and it seemed like there was no end in sight.

Fog shrouded.

Turning around, the front suddenly opened up, and there was an ancient and lonely building, which stood quietly in a dark wilderness.

Under the atmosphere of quiet friendship, there seems to be a faint sound of thunder.

At that time, I had forgotten Mr.'s advice, and when I looked back, the road when I came, the road was narrow and the grass was long, as if I had experienced countless years of glory and withering, wind and frost baptism.

It is the twilight four, the cool breeze rises, and when I look back, the strange building in front of me adds a mystery.

Take a closer look at the building. The first word that came to my mind was "solemn".

Through the thick black fog, in the distance, two black shadows stood on both sides of the gate.

"Ah......h

"Dash...... Da ...... Da ......" a voice of unknown origin approached quickly and quickly.

I can't help but think about it, my brain is blank and I run forward, and the building in front of me is invisible and dark, as if I am sneering.

The darkness is like a bloody jaw.

Behind him is "ticking...... The sound of water droplets falling to the ground ...... the same as the sound was mixed with the clicking sound of the movement of the bones and joints, one after another.

Running to the front of the building, everything behind him suddenly disappeared.

As soon as I looked up, I could see a huge black lacquer plaque on the top of the gate, and the plaque was written with wild grass characters, a bit like what I had seen in the grandfather, the cursive rubbing written by the monk Huaisu in the Tang Dynasty, eclectic, ethereal and free style.

The only downside is that the blood-red cinnabar used to write this word gives this detachment a bit of inexplicable color.

The calligraphy was so sloppy that I could barely make out the second and fourth of the four characters in the book, which were written "old" and "desolate" respectively. However, this does not affect my trend of the flow between the lines, it seems to tell me that all the entanglements of mortal dust, no matter the depth, whether cold or warm, no matter how difficult or easy, are clouds of smoke in an instant, why be so persistent and care.

The black shadow outside the door has long been gone, and in the endless black wilderness, the old gate slowly opens with a "creak~".

A voice in my head said, "Go in, go in, just let yourself die, and all the favors you have given in the past and the debts you owe can be written off." ”

Inside the door, there was not a single person.

Looking through the gate, I saw an elegant and quiet layout inside.

There is a hole in the building, first there is a courtyard, the garden wears flowers and willows, caresses the stone according to the spring, there is the sound of water murmuring.

After walking in, I saw that there was no one of the flowers and trees, only many different grasses, leading vines, or hanging on the top of the mountain, or through the stone gaps, and even hanging eaves around the columns, lingering on the steps, such as the green belt floating, and like the golden rope coiling, the taste is fragrant, and the fragrance of the flowers is comparable.

On one side is the overhanded verandah, and I walked into the room along the verandah.

I saw that the room was surrounded by carved wooden planks. It is engraved with "Flowing Cloud Hundred Bats", "Three Friends of the Cold Year", Feather Flowers, Collection, Bogu, Longevity and Happiness......

All kinds of tricks, ingenious workmanship, as if they are all famous hand carving, gold inlaid treasure.

There is a book storage place, a tripod place, a pen inkstone place, and a bottle for flowers to be placed in a bonsai place. Among them, there are all kinds of them, or the sky is round, or sunflower banana leaves, or a chain of half-beauties.

It's full of flowers, clear and exquisite.

And the walls are full of walls, as if they are all slots cut out for the placement of antiques, the size is reasonable, such as the piano, the sword, the hanging bottle, the table screen, etc., can be placed on the wall, all of which are flat with the wall.

What a delicate place, I thought to myself.

"That's right," a voice sounded behind him.