"Old man, why don't you leave?" Hearing this, I asked the old man again, and the old man turned his head with cross-eyes and asked, "What time is it?" ”

Rolling up his sleeves and looking at his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock, and the old man shook his head and leaned against the side of the car after listening, and then spit out a word unhurriedly: "Wait." ”

"What are you waiting for?" Hear that, I said.

"Wait for someone." The old man said, holding up the bottle and taking another sip.

"How long will it take?" Hearing this, I asked again.

This time the old man was not silent, and then said to me in a slightly mocking tone: "What's the hurry, do you know where you are going?" ”

"I don't know, the ninth master won't say it." Shaking my head, I replied.

"It's not that he doesn't say it, I don't think he can say it himself." The old man said, pointing ahead, and then said to me in a rather leisurely tone, "There's a crossroads ahead, right?" The road leads to a small village with little contact with outsiders, and the fork in front of it is not for people to walk. Thirty miles north from here, there will be a canyon, and this canyon is the so-called plank road. If you want to catch a beaver, you have to go through there. ”

"Beavers?" Hearing this, I became interested, rolled my eyelids and thought that this so-called beaver should be a small beast in this valley, and then connect the cause and effect, then, the picture on the pile of information held by the ninth master should be the thing itself.

"Old man, are you talking about beavers?" With a little curiosity, I asked again. Because Jiu Ye didn't want to mention it, I didn't know what I was looking for until now. While it was okay, I quickly asked him what kind of strange thing this thing was. When the old man heard this, he lazily fell into the car, holding his chin in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other, and took a deep breath before whispering to himself: ""Hug Puzi" has clouds, wind beavers, alias wind beasts. Resembles a mink, cyan. The fire does not burn to death, the knife cannot cut in, and the fight is like hitting the skin. If you hammer it on the head with brass, thousands will die. However, when it encounters the wind, it will be born, and only the calamus can kill it by plugging its nose. Its drowning can be used as medicine, curing wind disease, its brain is the most expensive, and chrysanthemum is ten catties, and the life span is five hundred. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he smiled, and then turned his head to look at me, "Over the years, there have been many people who want to live for immortality, I haven't seen it even if I live to be five hundred years old, but I have encountered many people who died in their early twenties, and they are all self-seeking deaths." Don't say I didn't warn you, you have to be careful this time. ”

"Oh? So, there's a lot of glamour in this mountain," I said, looking at him in disbelief.

"Yes or no, you won't believe it until you see it in person, and what I say now is useless. But you can think about it, since ancient times, the place with the most rare birds and beasts is often feng shui, either the land of the Nine Evils and the Yin or the innate overall situation of Fu Chong and Yang, and this kind of place, even a mouse may become a sperm. You don't look like a good stubble, but the old man wants to say, don't rely on force, you must know that people who don't have any magical powers don't even think about the stacked soldiers. ”

Hearing him say this, the Ninth Master also opened his eyes, looked at the dense forest covering the night sky above his head, and asked the old man: "In front of this, is there really a Yin soldier?" ”

"Yes." After the old man finished speaking, he glanced back at the Ninth Master, and then said to the Ninth Master in a strange manner: "It is rumored that this stacked military road is the entrance to the Yin Division, which connects to the underworld, and the Yin Errand who goes to the yang world to capture the souls of the dead must pass by here. It is only at that time that the intersection of this plank road will suddenly appear. ”

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Chubby also sat up.

"What do you think, what do you think, what am my old man sitting here waiting for? The Yin soldiers have not come out, the soldiers have not appeared, the Yin soldiers have not returned, there is no return to a little later, there will be a ghost of the ghost passing here, you want to enter this valley, only take this opportunity to blend in, a little later, the road is blocked and can not find the edge, early, and will collide with the ghost who goes out of the customs for nine deaths, okay, there is only so much I can help you, call me when the time comes. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped making a sound, I scratched my cheeks, looked at Xiaopang with a stunned face, and then looked at Jin Jiuye who was sleeping there.

"There are happy deaths in the yang world to avoid, and the yin division marries three more rains. As soon as I entered the stack road, I didn't see all severants laughing. If you want to live forever, you don't need to light a lamp. Once the beaver is caught in his hand, the rabbit and the fox are sad."

Rolling his eyes and recalling the old man's sentence "slipping through his mouth", and then thinking about his description just now, he suddenly had a very awesome and absurd feeling in his heart, which shows that he is conclusive but it does not seem like he is lying. Besides, if he hadn't lied, then the old man who drove the car was also a descendant of Fangshi. For this kind of person, no matter how bad it is, he has to have some magical powers, at least he knows much more about those demons and monsters than ordinary people.

But is there really such a thing as a Yin soldier borrowing the Tao?

A long, long time ago, I had heard a similar legend, and it was said that every time a great calamity was about to occur, there would be a shadow of a shadow of a ghost. For example, during the Tangshan earthquake, many "professionals" saw a large number of Yin soldiers galloping away in carriages full of heads. However, legends are legends after all, and for so long with the ninth master, I have seen more than one ghost, but the legendary Yin soldiers, ghosts, or something, I haven't seen it once.

Thinking of this, a little anticipation suddenly arises, but soon this anticipation is replaced by worry and fear

If the old man didn't lie, then, is the road we are about to embark on that is specially opened up for Yin soldiers? If so, where does this road lead? ? Underworld? Yama Temple? What a bridge? The more I thought about it, the colder it became, and I suddenly remembered a sentence: "Heaven has a way not to go, and hell has no door to cast", this is definitely 24k pure death! I can't imagine that I, Lu, can also have a "self-driving trip to the underworld" in my lifetime, and if I can come out alive, I can blow it with my friends

Thinking about it, there was fog all around, and I was a little sleepy when I saw that they were all asleep, and I yawned and leaned aside, but I was in a daze but suddenly saw a faint white light flashing in the fog in front of me, and at the same time, the ninth master and the old man who was driving the car sat up together, they stared at the dense fog in front of them, and they were looking straight at something.

"The Ninth Master" felt that this fog was somewhat familiar, and I whispered to the Ninth Master. But I didn't think about it, as soon as I opened my mouth, the old man who was driving the car turned around sharply, covered my mouth and made a silent gesture