In September of the following year, Cha Wenbin was at home as usual, he hadn't been out for a long time, a pot of tea, and a stove of sandalwood.

On the table was a piece of rice paper with red handwriting written all over it. There are seventy-two words in total, and those seventy-two words will also be the object of his life's study.

There was a knock on the door outside, and it was usually rarely disturbed at this time of the morning.

"Come in!" Cha Wenbin said.

The person who came was Dashan, Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong had already gone outside to find treasures at this time, he held an envelope in his hand and handed it to Cha Wenbin and said, "Brother Wenbin, there is your letter"

"Oh?" Cha Wenbin hesitated, he couldn't remember who else would write to him, this was the first time in his life that he had received a letter from the post office.

The envelope did not leave the address of the writer, only the address of the recipient, and the postmark indicated that the letter came from Sichuan. It was a very ordinary envelope, and in those days it was a few cents.

Cha Wenbin opened the letter, only glanced at it, frowned, and hurriedly said to Dashan: "Go and get the two of them back, the sooner the better!" ”

Dashan didn't know what had happened, so he had to hurry in the direction that Chaozi said in the morning, but the road was still a little farther away after all, and when they came back, Cha Wenbin had already packed all his things, and he had taken the little tadpole with him.

Chaozi wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "What happened?" He knew that Cha Wenbin had always been in no hurry to do things, just now he was bargaining with Zhuo Xiong and an old farmer on a clay pot, and when he saw that the mountain fire was coming in a hurry, he didn't even want anything, so he hurriedly brushed it back.

"Do you remember Lao Wang?". Cha Wenbin said silently.

"Lao Wang? He didn't ...... in Kunlun" Chaozi couldn't figure it out in his heart, how did Cha Wenbin mention this pot, the scene they saw when they woke up, if Lao Wang really went in, the chance of coming back alive could be great.

"Yes, I did the math at the time, and they are no longer alive, but you see!" As he spoke, he raised the letter in his hand and handed it to Zhuo Xiong.

Zhuo Xiong read according to the handwriting: "Do you want to know the whereabouts of Lao Wang?" ”。

"Huh?" Chaozi was taken aback and immediately said, "Keep reading!" ”

Zhuo Xiong turned the letter upside down and said, "No ......"

", it's not!" Chaozi snatched it as he spoke, and he found that there were indeed only a few words in the letter.

"This?" Several people were a little confused, and they even wondered if it was a prank.

Cha Wenbin said: "This letter, look at the postmark, is from Sichuan, and it is a very interesting place, the ghost city of Fengdu!" ”

Chaozi said with some disapproval: "Fengdu? Don't bother, someone must have done this prank. ”

Cha Wenbin denied: "No, I'm going to go." Because there are not many people who know the identities of Lao Wang and me, and we slept for twenty-five days that time, don't you think it's strange? ”。

Chaozi said: "What's so strange, aren't we doing well now? ”。

Cha Wenbin said: "But I always feel that something must have happened during that time, and this "Ruyi Book" is the best proof of who gave me this thing, and who created such a big scar on the Dashan brothers, as well as this tadpole!" Originally, I thought that since this happened, but we didn't know it, the past was over, but now that someone is making a fuss about it, can we ignore it? ”。

"Brother Wen Bin, do you mean that we once lost a memory?" Zhuo Xiong squinted his eyes and asked, because he had been having a recurring dream lately, he dreamed that Lao Wang was standing in front of him, and the old man with his tongue was pulling, and every time he wanted to ask Lao Wang what had happened, Lao Wang would suddenly disappear.

"Although I'm not sure that since that master pointed out that we should choose to forget, but now this old scum is probably going to float again, since we want to float, it is better for us to see for ourselves what is going on."

Chaozi took the envelope and looked at it repeatedly, except for Cha Wenbin's address and name, the information left on it was just a postmark, which didn't seem to have a great effect, so he said: "No address, no name, what if we go?" ”

Cha Wenbin laughed and said: "Since he knows my address, even if I don't go, he will find a way to find the door, it is better to respond to his wishes, I think of it, naturally someone will come to us." ”

Fengdu was originally also a famous Taoist place, and at that time it did not belong to Chongqing, but to Sichuan. In this land of Bashu, Fengdu is a town full of legends, the modern Fengdu City is a tourist city rebuilt by later generations according to some legends, its origin is actually because of a legend of the Qiang people: the Ghost Emperor!

In fact, this ghost emperor was the first high priest who migrated back then, and his name was Tubo.

Because he was good at witchcraft, the world sighed that he was proficient in the art of gods and ghosts, so he was called the "Ghost Emperor", and he settled in the current Fengdu City.

In Fengdu, the most famous is not this city, but a mountain, called Pingdu Mountain.

Pingdu Mountain is the forty-five blessings in the seventy-two blessed land of Taoism, and it was also called Xudu Mountain in the past, and there have been two Taoist celebrities who have been ranked in the immortal class here, respectively called Yin Changsheng and Wang Fangping.

It is said that these two people are from this immortal mountain Xiandeng, and the descendants mistakenly connected the surnames of "Yin" and "Wang" together, becoming "Yin King", and then falsely rumored to be "the king of the underworld", so such a good Taoist blessed land has become a "ghost town"!

Of course, where there are famous Taoist mountains, the footprints of that person are naturally indispensable, Li Bai once left such a sentence "laugh at the sergeant in the world, sink the soul in Beifengdu", which roughly means that dare to laugh at the world, and after death, the soul will come to Beiluo Fengdu Mountain to be judged.

This time, they didn't have the treatment of a special plane, the train was their means of transportation, and along the way, Cha Wenbin looked at the scenery outside the window and was silent. Except for eating, he rarely talks to everyone, this time he always has some inexplicable emotions in his heart, which is like a big pit in front of him, but you want to jump into it, and whether you can get up again after jumping down is even more unknown.

After getting off the train station, I asked people again, and finally stepped on the shuttle bus to this small city, and when I got off the train, it was already evening. At that time, Fengdu City was already famous, and tourists who came to enjoy the night in this legendary hell capital very much.

Later generations, according to the description of the underworld, also built the Naihe Bridge, Huangquan Road and Wangxiang Terrace here, but you can really stand on this Wangxiang Terrace, I am afraid that you will see nothing but the glittering camera lens when you look back.

They first found an inn to stay in, and in September and October, it was still a little hot.

A group of people ate authentic Bashu boiled fish, and couldn't help but think that that year was also this season, they went to Qingcheng Mountain, and there was endless entanglement at the beginning.

This seems to be a cycle, and now they are here again, and they are still Bashu's territory, but this time the people are different, and the purpose is different. Last time, they were for others, and this time, they were for themselves.

After dinner, the few of them were still discussing where to go tomorrow, and they couldn't have no clue, but Cha Wenbin was not in a hurry.

On the second day, outside the gate of Fengdu City, there was an additional Taoist priest.

This Taoist priest doesn't look very old, but the momentum is really not something that ordinary people can pretend to be, wearing a purple and gold robe, wearing a mixed yuan scarf, a pair of ten-square shoes on his feet, a seven-star sword on his back, and a big banner beside him, with four words written on the flag: both civil and military!

Most of the signboards that this Taoist priest usually sets up are written with "fortune telling", "eight-character looks" and so on, but the signboard erected by Cha Wenbin is actually taken from his name: Bin!

He didn't come here to look at feng shui and face for people, he came to find people.

There have been several waves of tourists, wanting this Taoist priest to calculate, but this Taoist only opened his eyes slightly, then turned his head away, no longer looking, and the tourists who provoked him were so unhappy, and scolded behind their backs: Sick!

After three days in a row, the situation is still the same, no special people have been encountered, Cha Wenbin is not in a hurry or annoyed, since the other party deliberately left him this clue, it will naturally appear.

On the fourth day, the sun was about to go down, Cha Wenbin was about to ask Dashan to help collect the stall, when a man with a hat came, the brim of the hat was very low, Cha Wenbin couldn't see his face clearly, just said: "It's getting late, I'm going to close the stall." ”

"If you have business to do, don't care about the time." The man's voice was deliberately low.

"Don't do it, come back tomorrow." Cha Wenbin said lightly.

"Afraid I won't give money?" After the other party said this, he took out a handful of things from his pocket and put them on Cha Wenbin's table.

At that time, Chaozi wanted to rush up and beat this kid immediately, because what he took out was not RMB, but the dark coin!