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"Lao Tzu won't explain here, will he?!" Murong Yu gritted his teeth in pain and sweated profusely.

"Be quiet, bear with me." Zhou Mushu frowned and squeezed the wound, Murong Yu shouted again, fortunately, the blood flowing out of it was still red, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted Murong Yu's shoulder, "Let's go, find Ji Bahuang and ask him if he has any medicine." ”

Murong Yu raised his eyes and looked at a stone archway behind him that had been weathered eight hundred years ago, the words on it were already vague, and he could vaguely see what kind of "Lezhen" it was, he shuddered, "My uncle didn't pit us, right?" Why is this place so weird? Who the dared to come before? ”

"It's kind of weird." Zhou Mushu took the lead, in front of the stone archway is a series of stone steps, he slowly moved up a step, these stone slabs do not know how many years have existed here, stepping on it feels more dangerous than the bridge, just now busy dealing with the water monkeys, neither of them can think about Liujiaxiang well, but really look carefully here, and will not find a suitable word to describe.

Eccentric is perhaps the most high-level word.

This feeling can not be said, there are some old houses on both sides, are Qing Dynasty buildings, the smaller the place near the archway, the bigger the house leading to the deep mountain, and even some have the prototype of Western architecture, which shows that the age may not be too long, the whole Liujia Lane looks up at the blue sky and white clouds, looks down at the green grass and lake, it stands to reason how it is also a place that makes people feel happy, but it makes people feel weird.

It's not that eerie feeling, Zhou Mushu and Murong Yu have both been to Xudu, even if it's Yinsi, their popularity seems to be heavier than here.

Zhou Mushu looked at it for a while, then turned his head to Murong Yu and said, "Can you still go?" ”

"Nonsense." Murong Yu held his wrist and followed, "It's the claws that hurt the hooves." ”

Walking inside for a while, businesses began to appear on both sides, first some butcher shops with ashes, grain and rice shops, and then orderly house courtyards, the bluestone alleys are still very tidy, and the corners and baskets are square, as if the owner has just moved away.

"I don't think this place is human." Murong Yu cautiously followed behind Zhou Mushu and muttered.

Zhou Mushu didn't answer, he kept searching his stomach to describe this place accurately, and finally thought of a word.

lonely

This town gave him a very lonely feeling, although he didn't know if the old town was an antique, whether he counted it as an antiquity synaesthesia, but he could feel that this place was like an old man who had been cowering in a corner for a long time, lonely and at the same time with an instinctive rejection of the outside world.

"It's the fifteenth here." Murong Yu tiptoed to brush the dust off the wall tiles, and in front of him was a private house, and dusty furniture could be seen in the broken window paper.

Zhou Mushu said, "Then count forward to three?" ”

Murong Yu hissed, "Let's go, my brother can't hold it anymore." ”

The gray house and the two gray-faced people complement each other, No. 17 is a tavern, a narrow alley is recessed on the side of the tavern, and when they step on the ashes and walk in, they find that this place is different, a small shop with black paint, and three words painted with old gold paint: Shoucai Shop.

In fact, you don't need to look at the door to know what this place is for, because there is a shabby coffin parked at the door, and the coffin board is lying on its back.

"Empty," Murong Yu was curious, and leaned in to take a look, but was disappointed to find that there was nothing.

Zhou Mushu also looked at it, except for the ash or the ash, "Be content, you, do you still expect another worm to come out and bite you?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the two glared at each other, and at the same time came to their senses, Murong Yu jumped up first, "I said that the fuck is weird there!" ”

This kind of deep mountain and old forest is overgrown with weeds, the place has been deserted for a long time, there must be snakes, insects, rats and ants crawling everywhere, this place called Liujiaxiang, in addition to dust, is countless dead branches and leaves, but from the time they came in, except for the lump of things in the stomach of Brother Monkey, no insects have been seen.

Zhou Mushu also felt that this was unreasonable, but he couldn't think of any reason, so he had to say, "Go in." ”

"Wait." Murong Yu suddenly sniffed around like a dog, "Don't you think there's a fragrance?" ”

"Scent?" Zhou Mushu touched his forehead, "You're not hungry and stupid, are you?" ”

"Really!" Murong Yu had already sniffed the front of the door and sniffed, "I'll swear by my own head!" ”

"Who wants your head." Zhou Mushu knocked on the door twice, but there was no response from inside except for the dust falling.

There is a lock on the door of the Shoucai shop, no matter whether there is someone or not, you have to knock first, who knows that no one will come out after knocking for a long time, Murong Yu has already knocked on his hands sorely, and complained, "Is there really anyone living in this ghost place?" ”

Zhou Mushu said, "Ghost knows, didn't you smell it?" ”

Finally, almost ten minutes passed, and Young Master Murong's patience was also at the limit, and he aimed at the lock eye-catchingly, "If you break the lock, you won't have it." ”

Before Zhou Mushu could stop it, after a gunshot, the lock fell to the ground swayingly.

"It's over." Zhou Mushu picked up the locked corpse and looked at it, and just as he wanted to speak, Murong Yu kicked the door open unceremoniously.

Zhou Mushu subconsciously raised his arm to cover his mouth and nose, but his eyes widened, because the room was quite bright and tidy, although the reason was very clear, because the roof was broken with a big hole, and the sun shone in, on the left were rows of black coffins, wiped clean and shiny, there was an incense case on the right, and next to the incense case was a coal stove, there was a pot of something stewed on the coal stove, and the fragrance penetrated the nostrils into the lungs, which was quite comfortable for them who inhaled countless dust.

"I'll just say it's scented!" Murong Yu's eyes turned green with hunger, and he pointed to the pot and said excitedly, "Go and see!" ”

In fact, the two of them had a lot of breakfast, but they ran all the way into this mountain pimple nest, and now that the sun had turned orange, and they had eaten a stomach full of ashes, a pot of hot soup was indeed very attractive.

But Zhou Mushu didn't move, who knows if it was a ghost or a human boiled inside.

Murong Yu had already run over, and as soon as he lifted the lid of the pot, the smell was even stronger, like the aroma of meat, and it was much fresher than the aroma of meat, trembling around the tip of his nose.

"What is this? Wild mountain mushrooms? Murong Yu looked at the pot with a puzzled face.

"Don't move, there's someone living here." Zhou Mushu admonished.

"I know, I'll smell it." Murong Yu squatted aggrievedly, but he didn't move very faithfully.

Zhou Mushu looked at the black coffins, there were some strange words engraved on them, he didn't know it, the funeral facilities were readily available, the longevity clothes and longevity pillows were all put aside, he was a little strange, looking at this place, it seemed that there were living people living in this place, who were these things still put for use?

Murong Yu seemed to have smelled enough, and finally moved over, grabbed a shroud and shook it, and suddenly grinned, "Who did you say this thing is for hahahahaha, four-legged hahaha." ”

He was carrying a blue-bottomed shroud in his hand, arm-sized length, no pants, but four sleeves hung down from the place where it should have been his hands, Zhou Mushu became more and more familiar with it, and finally couldn't hold it back, "This is for cats and dogs, right?" ”

"Dogs?" Murong Yu laughed even harder, "Do you have to buy a coffin for them or something?" ”

Suddenly he stopped laughing, because Zhou Mushu pointed to a brand-new small coffin next to him, it was hard to say to whom, but Murong Yu could still see a portrait of a dog next to him, his hand shook, and he hurriedly put the shroud back, his smile stiffened, "No." ”

Zhou Mushu shook his head and said that he didn't know, but his face suddenly became wet, and he wiped it suspiciously, "It's raining?" ”

"The sun is so big, what kind of rain is it?" Murong Yu was looking at the other shrouds, except for this one, there were many weird ones, such as a long one and a round one.

Zhou Mushu raised his head suspiciously, the sun above was really big, but against the light, he could see that there was a person lying on his stomach at the hole in the sparse roof, holding the hole with both hands, revealing half of his face to peek in.

Zhou Mushu panicked, and his first reaction was that the master Ji Bahuang had returned, and he just wanted to say hello and apologize for trespassing on the house, but he didn't expect the man's eyes to sweep directly over him and look at the pot that was still boiling behind him.

Then, he swam down from the roof, and a blue-white face hung upside down in front of them.