I shone a candle on the corpse's face and recognized him immediately.

When Mr. Lu heard me say that he knew this person, he immediately became interested. The two of them came over. Ask me, "Who is it?" We've got a lot of people to know. ”

I sighed, put the candle in front of the corpse, ruffled his hair, and said, "Look, who is this man?" ”

The man looked to have been dead for years, his long hair was scattered and covered his face, and I pulled it up. And he showed his face below.

His skin was a little dark, but his facial features were fairly clear.

Xue Qian looked at it for a while and wondered, "Who is this person?" How do I not recognize? ”

Mr. Lu had already seen it, and he said, "Because you were inside the door at the time." I didn't see him. ”

Xue Qian asked me, "Who is this?" ”

I sighed and said, "This is the Wanderer. ”

Xue Qian sighed and shouted, "Why did he die here?" Didn't we see him again a month ago? ”

Mr. Lu said: "The people we saw a month ago should be souls. As far as I can see, he has been dead for many years. ”

Xue Qian circled around the corpse and said, "Dead for many years? Not rotten at all? ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "All those who cultivate the Tao have some skills. The body does not decay after death. Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

Then he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Zhao Mang, you can learn from me, and when you die, you can also keep your body from rotting." ”

I shrunk my neck: "Mr. Lu, I'm only in my twenties, and it's not good for you to discuss corpses with me." ”

Mr. Lu laughed. He didn't speak again, but studied the corpse intently.

Xue Qian said: "In this way, the master that Zhou Yi and Zhuangzi met is actually a person who is a rebel? He's choked those two people enough. But it does fit his character. ”

I slowly squatted down in front of the Daoist and said, "No wonder the Daoist told me to help him collect his body. It turned out to refer to this thing. I have to say that he is indeed very capable. ”

Mr. Lu said: "Zhao Mang, you said that the Daoist can reach that state, does it have anything to do with the fact that he has been to the underworld?" ”

As soon as Mr. Lu reminded me of this, I immediately woke up.

At the beginning, I analyzed it with Mr. Lu. It is because of some coincidence that people have seen the true meaning of sentient beings, so they have reached a different realm. It is precisely because this state of affairs is not attained by penance that he cannot understand the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of sentient beings, so he plays at will.

Now it seems that one qiē can figure it out. The Trekward must have experienced something in the underworld. That's why we have reached the current state.

I was spinning around in the cave, and I was a little excited. News from Hades, there really is news from Hades here. As long as I go further, I can find the ancestor of the empty house, and then withdraw and live in peace.

I walked around the cave a few times and looked back at Mr. Lu, who was sitting on the ground, facing the candlelight.

This expression made my heart chuckle.

I have known Mr. Lu for so long, sometimes he is smiling, sometimes he is sanctimonious. But never before had he ever shown such ecstasy. This expression was on his face, and it gave me a strange feeling.

I was a little worried and called out, "Mr. Lu? ”

Mr. Lu didn't seem to hear it. He slowly stood up, then faced the hole, plopped down, and knelt down.

There was a bumpy stone under our feet, and our knees were knocked on it, and I grinned at it with a muffled sound.

As if he didn't feel pain, Mr. Lu kowtowed heavily to the entrance of the cave, and his forehead immediately became bruised.

Then, I heard Mr. Lu's voice trembling and shouting, "Master, Senior Brother." Then he began to weep bitterly. He cried for a while, and then burst back into laughter.

The whisper reverberated back and forth in the narrow cave. It makes my scalp tingle when I hear it.

I went over and pulled him: "Mr. Lu, are you okay?" ”

Mr. Lu wiped the tears from his face, stood up and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm so excited, I'm out of shape for a while, and I'm tolerant." ”

I saw that his face was normal. It's a lot more relieved.

I asked, "What are you crying and laughing just now?" ”

Mr. Lu said, "It is obvious that the people of the Dao have been to the underworld and have returned from the underworld. Unscathed. I remembered that my master and brother were here. The two of them are going to die. There has been no news, and sometimes I wonder, are they reincarnated? Or, is it gone? But when I saw them, I felt like they were still alive. I was able to get them back. ”

I said yes and said, "What are we going to do next?" ”

Mr. Lu stretched out his palms, rubbed them twice on his face, and then sighed: "We have to find the Wanderer." Through him, ask for news from the underworld. ”

I sighed and said, "If only we had come here earlier." When I met the Wanderer a month ago, I happened to ask him about the situation. Unexpectedly, Yang Yang made a mistake and wasted a good opportunity. ”

Mr. Lu patted me on the shoulder and said, "This is all providence, how can there be so many happy things in the world." It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen, so we just need to do it with all our hearts. ”

The two of us had a conversation near the entrance to the cave. And Xue Qian has been silent behind us, without moving.

I glanced back at him and saw that he was staring at the slab in the man's hand.

Surprised, I walked over and asked, "What do you see?" ”

Xue Qian said: "The picture on this stone slab is exactly the same as the picture on Zhang Bin. It's just that there seem to be five imps missing here. ”

There were a lot of imps painted densely on the stone slabs, and suddenly there were a few blank spaces, so we could easily see them.

Mr. Lu took out the painting from his arms and said, "Zhang Bin said at the time that these five little ghosts were released when he was drawing the paintings on the slate. It seems that he did not lie to us. ”

A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind, and I said, "I used to think that these five little ghosts were just ordinary ghosts. But since they were held in the hands of the Wanderers, did it mean that they really had something to do with the underworld? ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Let's call them out and ask." ”

Later, Mr. Lu brought the painting close to the candle. The candle flame immediately spread to the paper. In just a moment, the whole sheet of paper was on fire.

After a while, there was a sudden gust of wind in the cave. I saw five figures appear on the walls of the cave.

One of them exclaimed, "Boss, why are we back again?" ”

Then, another imp shouted, "Run." ”

Mr. Lu took the big knife in my hand, stood at the entrance of the cave, and guarded this place.

The five ghosts went berserk in the cave. The candles on the ground flickered. Happily, the candle has not been extinguished.

The ghosts have been threatening us, telling us that if we don't let them go, we will die without a place to bury. The viciousness of these words, coupled with their voices, was somewhat creepy.

Mr. Lu sneered and said, "Several, you can't even blow out the candles, and you still threaten us, do you think I'll be afraid?" ”

When the five ghosts heard Mr. Lu say this, they began to lie on the ground and blow out candles. But the candle was as if it were spiritual. The fire has been blown around by the wind, but it is not extinguished.

One of the ghosts suddenly said: "Oh no, this old way is too powerful, I'm afraid we will have to fall on our heels today." ”

Mr. Lu snorted: "Don't you show up soon?" ”

After this shout, the surrounding wind suddenly stopped. Then in the corner of the cave, there were five more figures. They hide in the dark and seem to be somewhat photophobic.

Mr. Lu said, "We just want to inquire about the underworld. Absolutely not embarrassed everyone. If you answer truthfully, we are still friends. If it's deliberately hidden, don't blame me for being rude. ”

He picked up a candle, pointed to it and said, "I mixed it with cinnabar, and it doesn't burn too much, but it's just right for ghosts." Your soul will be roasted by this flame for a while, and it will be very uncomfortable. ”

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