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Mr. Lu talked to us as he walked, and after a short time, we came to the foot of the city gate. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]

I said to Xue Qian: "Can't you see that big secret without ashes?" Could it be said. Is the ashes the key or not? ”

Mr. Lu said very melancholy: "I don't know. Actually, I'm just a little curious about that big secret. If you can know, that's great, if you don't know, it's nothing. But the point is, my master's ashes were placed here by my brother, and I always felt that this was a bit inappropriate, so I wanted to find out what was going on. ”

He looked at the gate and sighed. "That night, I went around the city gate and climbed down again. Back inside the hotel. As a result, I dreamed of the seniors in the countless Dao Sects. They surrounded me in the middle. You speak to me word by word. Their voices were loud, but they were so cluttered that I had no idea what they were talking about. ”

"I want to find Master, but my Master is not among them. Finally they quieted down. There was a gray-bearded Taoist priest who told me, "Little Taoist, your master has gone to the underworld." You can't find him. ”

"It was only then that I remembered that my master had indeed gone to the underworld. I knew that these souls were all dead Dao Sect seniors, so I wasn't too afraid, and I arched my hand and was about to leave. But they stopped me. Say congratulations to me. ”

"I asked in confusion: Congratulations on me?"

"Those seniors said, "Congratulations on becoming a great disciple."

"I was puzzled and said: The eldest disciple is my senior brother. Read the full text of the latest chapter, are you mistaken? ”

"Those seniors told me that any Taoist priest who ascended to the city gate could become a great disciple. Now that I have climbed through the gates. After death. Just leave the ashes here. ”

Xue Qian said: "How do I feel like a trap? I'm afraid it's not a good thing to leave the ashes here, right? ”

Mr. Lu nodded and sighed, "It's really not a good thing. I asked them in my dream, you have been dead for hundreds of years. Why do souls stay here? ”

"Those seniors can't answer. I asked again: Is it true that after the ashes are placed on the city gate, the soul is imprisoned here? Don't go out again? ”

"Those are all seniors in the Daomen, and it's a bit rude for me, a junior, to ask this directly. However, these seniors did not get angry with me, they just sighed melancholy and told me: "The eldest disciple is buried on the city gate after death, which is a rule that has been passed down from generation to generation." If someone dares to challenge this rule, there will be a miracle of disaster. They don't want their own disciples either. Generations are trapped here. But there really can't be helped. ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Lu glanced at the two of us and said, "Last night, you didn't climb the city gate, did you?" ”

Xue Qian and I hurriedly waved our hands and said, "No, no." ”

Mr. Lu nodded and stopped talking.

And Xue Qian suddenly said: "I have a way to find out what the big secret is." ”

Mr. Lu asked, "What way?" ”

Xue Qian pointed at me and said, "Zhao Mang is your apprentice. ($>>> cotton, flower 'sugar' little 'say') since you have become a big disciple. Then sooner or later he will have to come here with your ashes. I think. It is better to burn you and let him carry you to the city gate and find out the secret, so that we don't have to be curious all day. ”

Mr. Lu laughed and scolded: "Nonsense. Am I not even willing to die to know that secret? ”

Xue Qian laughed twice.

The two of them laughed heartlessly, and I couldn't laugh anymore. My mood was gloomy, and I didn't expect that I would be locked up here after I died.

Mr. Lu seemed to know what I was thinking, he patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Zhao Mang, you don't have to be depressed. I know you don't want to be a Taoist priest, and you don't want to be locked up here. So when the matter of the empty house is over, I will expel you from the school. So you don't use it. ”

When Mr. Lu said the words "expelled from the division", his voice trembled obviously. I saw that his expression was a little desolate, and I even felt a little pity for him.

I smiled reluctantly and said, "After the three of us come back from the underworld, we may be able to improve our skills. Maybe you can just tear down this city gate, and when the time comes, you won't have to be trapped. ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "That's right. ”

He looked at the red sun in the west and said, "Let's come to Yangcheng this time to find that little ghost." Solve the problem of seeing illusions when you meditate and practice qi. When this is done, we will depart, and I have no intention of letting you know about the gates. That's why I put you to sleep with a steel needle. ”

Xue Qian and I both nodded.

Mr. Lu smiled: "Now Master Zu has finished worshipping." It's getting dark. Let's go back and rest for a while, and after dark, we will look for your soul, how about it? ”

I nodded and said, "Okay, that's it." ”

As soon as I said this, I suddenly saw a man walking slowly down the street.

I exclaimed, pointed at him and shouted, "It's him." "Winter's giant.

Since I came to Yangcheng, I have been infected by the locals, and my voice has become much quieter. So when I referred to this man, he didn't hear it.

Mr. Lu and Xue Qian beside me heard it. They asked, "What's wrong with this man?" ”

I shouted, "He's the driver, the driver in that illusion." ”

Xue Qian shouted, "Then why don't you stop him?" ”

Mr. Lu grabbed the two of us and said, "Let's follow quietly first and see who he is." ”

The two of us said yes and followed behind the driver.

The driver looked dejected, and he walked down the street, his head drooping, and his steps staggered.

Ten minutes later, he entered a small courtyard. I heard an old man's voice say, "Coming back?" ”

The driver said, "Yes, I'm back." When will this errand be finished? I really can't stand being tortured every night. ”

The old man said, "I can't stand it and there is no way. I can only endure it. It's right to find a way to get things done. ”

The driver agreed. Then the sound of eating came from inside the courtyard.

I wondered, "What kind of errand did this driver take?" Worried like this. ”

By this time the sun had set. Yang Cheng darkened little by little. The three of us leaned on the wall and looked into the courtyard.

In the twilight, the driver was having dinner with an old man. Looking at their appearance, it seems that they are father and son.

By the time it was completely dark, the two men had finished eating. They put away the dishes and chopsticks, turned off the lights, and seemed to be going to sleep. When it is really made by the sunrise, the sun is yd_sj; Fall and rest.

The three of us were about to leave, when Xue Qian whispered, "Wait, the driver is out again." ”

A few seconds later, the driver stepped out of the courtyard. He circled the courtyard for most of the time and came to a house made of red bricks.

The room had no windows, only a black iron door. The driver took out the key, opened the iron door, and turned the light on.

That's when I realized that it was a garage with a truck parked in it, exactly like what I saw in my dream.

Hiding in the dark, we saw the driver pick up a paper figure from the corner and put it on top of the co-pilot of the truck. Then he drove the car out slowly.

The van was driving very slowly, and as long as we went a little faster, we could catch up with it.

The car drove slowly in the empty Yangcheng. Suddenly, there was a burst of music from inside the cab.

I hadn't heard of it, but I could feel it, it was similar to mourning. The same soothing rhythm, sad atmosphere.

It's just that this music is a little more weird than mourning. Because there is not only music in it, but also human voices. Sometimes, it's like a man, talking to himself, whispering something. Sometimes, it's like a woman, standing not far away and calling. Their voices were ethereal, and they didn't sound like living people.

Mr. Lu whispered, "This is a spirit summoner." It's spiritualism. ”

I nodded slightly. I've been with Mr. Lu for a long time, and I know that there is such a thing as Spiritualism. When wealthy families worship their ancestors and arrange water and land dojos, they will ask people to play this kind of music. It can be regarded as a notice to the deceased ancestors, come here to eat.

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