Immediately people felt a little different, I don't know where this difference came from, Cha Wenbin couldn't say it, and other people couldn't say it, but they felt a little different in their hearts.

Looking up at the sky, it was pitch black, there were not even stars, and the weather in September rarely happened like this. Although the temperature at the top of the mountain is usually lower than in the city below, it seems to be even more pronounced here, and even the usually strong mountain feels goosebumps on his arms.

Because they were afraid of being discovered, they did not use strong lighting equipment, but prepared a small pocket flashlight, which was congenitally insufficient in light, which made the situation in the back mountain look a little complicated.

Although it is the end of September, it is not yet the official autumn season, and it is said that this mountain is a paradise for those insects, but it is good here, and even the crickets can not be heard, and the silence makes people a little frightened.

Say there is a road, there seems to be no road here, let's say there is no road, but it gives people the feeling that there is a road here, and when you walk, there are always some bushes that will come relatively low, as if to guide you all the way down.

Cha Wenbin lowered his voice and whispered: "Be careful, especially under your feet, there is something wrong with this place." ”

Chaozi subconsciously took out the dagger, for those who have been soldiers, if they have a guy in their hands, they will have a little more confidence, although this guy is at best a pig-killing knife, but it is better than nothing.

Pingdu Mountain is not high compared to those famous mountains and rivers, and compared with them, it is at best a small mountain bag. But there seems to be something hidden here that is no less than Qi Fengshan, Cha Wenbin has this feeling in his heart, walking here, he can't help but cheer up all the time, this is by no means as simple as a seemingly tourist resort.

This flashlight is really not powerful, and the light it shoots is orange-red, which can only be regarded as more than nothing. Chaozi was already cursing the profiteer in his heart, and said that this is the top micro flashlight in China, but in fact, it is a miscellaneous brand produced by a small stall in Yiwu small commodities. There are still a few bright miner's lamps in the bag, but when it comes to this, the people down the mountain will definitely be able to find it.

"Ouch, something." Zhuo Xiong tripped under his feet, and he stumbled forward, almost falling, he felt like a stone, and when he looked back, it was really a stone.

Zhuo Xiong squatted down to inspect it, and found that the stone seemed to have been polished by hand, which was not the case.

He struck the stone with his dagger, and although it was covered with a thick layer of moss, the stone was like a piece of granite, and he said, "You see, it looks like a tablet. ”

At this time, it was still early before the agreed time, Cha Wenbin decided to take a look first, but the stone was only about ten centimeters above the ground, and he was not sure what it was, so the dagger was now a hoe.

Several people dug down for a long time, and most of the stele finally came out, and under this somewhat faint light, it was finally clear that this was a tombstone. It is not surprising to see a tombstone on the mountain, as long as there has been a human activity, any place that has not been artificially developed may encounter several similar tombs of this kind, but as far as this tomb is concerned, Cha Wenbin is a little flustered, because he does not know the words on this tombstone, but he is no longer familiar with it.

Insect and bird text! This is a text from the ancient Qiang people, the civilization that has been lost but has always been entangled with them!

Cha Wenbin sneered: "It's three thousand years ago again, it seems that someone is arranging a path for us again." ”

For this kind of insect and bird text, Chaozi seems to have been disgusted to the extreme, and several of them seem to have been dealing with this thing, and the result has always been described as bad luck: "What to do?" Do you want to keep walking? I'm a little fed up with this matter, so it's better to stop here, go back to the countryside and continue to do our business, and we can't wade into troubled waters anymore, from Sichuan to the Northeast, from the Northeast to Qinghai, and now back to Sichuan, we have been led by the nose. ”

Now that the Ruyi Book is already in hand, Cha Wenbin has also been concentrating on research for more than a year, except for the lost memory, the most lingering thing in his heart is his daughter's struggle under the water. Whatever he does, he is atoning for his daughter's sins, and he is accumulating virtue for the heavenly opportunities he leaked. But whenever the rich come to ask him to give him guidance on the feng shui yang house, he will not go, but when ordinary poor people incur some unclean things, he often always gives others charms or practices at the first time, not only does not take a penny, but also always gives others some money to buy medicine.

Cha Wenbin asked himself if he was worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, but fate was such a trick on people, and the thing he didn't want to touch was finally found on his head.

He is not a person who gives up lightly, for Lao Wang, it is a big brother-like existence, although Lao Wang may be using him, but the kind of people who come over in life and death, there is always a friendship. Now that someone has brought him here in the name of Lao Wang, it is difficult to say that this person has nothing to do with Lao Wang, or that it has something to do with that organization. All of this now is not caused by the mysterious organization behind it, he also knows that he can fight with the heavens for fate, and he can also fight with the evil ghosts and yin and yang, but the most difficult thing in this world is to fight with people.

Regardless of identity and occupation, Cha Wenbin is just an ordinary person, he has no backer, his strength is weak, he still has relatives, and his son is there, he also has friends and families like mortals, these are things he can't afford to sacrifice. For this matter, too many people have lost their lives, and he can't afford to pay for it.

"Go, keep walking, since I'm here, I don't plan to go back empty-handed like this, we can all come out alive any time, and this time will be no exception."

Moving on, they found that these stone tablets were scattered everywhere, either halfway out of the ground, buried in the soil, or broken, and this was simply a mass grave of the ancient Qiang people.

There are also coffins on the ground that have rotted to the point that only a small half is left, those hidden in the depths of the woods, and there are more invisible, he can imagine that the back of the entire Pingdu Mountain, in fact, is full of graves, this place can really be called the real ghost capital!

It's hard to walk in this kind of place, and it's hard to think of ghosts!

Occasionally, one or two phosphorus fires wandered in the forest, Cha Wenbin just couldn't see it, he had magic weapons in his hand, and these things naturally didn't dare to come over easily. Since ancient times, only Taoist priests have found trouble with wild ghosts, and how can wild ghosts dare to provoke Taoist priests.

But the yin qi here seems to be particularly heavy, and with every step, what is buried under your feet may be a dead soul.

In this forest, the mountain road goes up and down, turning around, not very easy to walk, just relying on the faint light of the flashlight, keep walking, keep walking, except for the phosphorus fire in twos and threes, only the sound of their own breathing is accompanied by them.

After walking for about three hours, the situation around them was like this, according to the speed of the scouts' advance, this seemed to be beyond common sense, Pingdu Mountain was not very large, and judging from the human lights at the foot of the mountain, it seemed that the change in the height of their descent was not so obvious.

Chaozi leaned on a big tree, looked at the lights and said, "It seems that something is wrong, why do you always have the feeling of going around in circles here, and you can't go out." ”

Cha Wenbin looked at the floating phosphorus fire not far away and smiled: "It's true that we haven't gone out, we've been going around in this cemetery, which is a bit interesting, and we have made a ghost hit the wall." ”

"And what do you say is going to do?"

Cha Wenbin squatted down and took a look, and said: "The people here have designed a path for us, people will always choose a good place to go first, we have been following this feeling, but there is no 'road' to walk, these tombstones have become our reference, causing us to keep going in circles." I found it just now, but I want to know how big this cemetery really is and how many people are buried underneath. In fact, it's just a trick, and it's very simple to break it. ”

Chaozi asked, "Did you test it?" ”。

Cha Wenbin's words are a little intriguing: "This mountain should have buried more than 2,000 people in the same period, and there are at least 2,000 graves here, but it is too quiet here, and the place with so many graves should be very lively, if you are not afraid, how about we come to see the true face of this mountain?" ”

Chaozi patted Zhuo Xiong's shoulder and laughed: "We follow you, we haven't seen anything, we have walked around in front of the Hades Palace a few times." ”

Cha Wenbin quickly sprinkled white circles with lime on the ground, and then took out the gossip mirror, there was a small hole at the top of the mirror, and a rope was tied to the hole, and he hung the mirror on a wooden stick with a rope and carried it in his hand, and then said: "Chaozi, you turn on the miner's lamp and let the light shine in the mirror." ”

Chaozi did as he said, a beam of snow-white strong light hit the mirror, and quickly refracted back, Chaozi's eyes couldn't bear it, so he had to lower his head and hold it up with both hands, and in an instant the beam of light began to shoot backwards, smashing straight to the back, Cha Wenbin patted Zhuo Xiong and Dashan on the shoulder, and whispered: "Turn back, look in the direction of the light, don't make a sound, just act as if you didn't see anything." ”

Cha Wenbin slowly turned the mirror, and Chaozi kept adjusting himself on the ground according to Cha Wenbin's changes, and the mirror quickly circled around them, and then Cha Wenbin whispered: "Turn off the lights." ”

In an instant, the surroundings were plunged into an oppressive darkness.

"See what?". Cha Wenbin asked.

"Someone, a lot of people, crowded around us, all staring at us." Zhuo Xiong calmly said what he saw.

Cha Wenbin said in a low voice: "Those are not people, they are ghosts, we are surrounded by ghosts." ”