No, I can't just wait, because I won't wait for anything, this is the Ghost Temple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's a bit of a cliché name, but the weirdness of this place is really good. Based on what I just saw, this is not comparable to ordinary low-level witchcraft or something.

I sat in the place, poured out all the things in my backpack, I remember before I set off, to be exact, when I came out after returning to Beijing from Yunnan, I had prepared a voice recorder for myself, any clues about the Huangquan Immortal Festival I will record it by voice, I wanted to have time to sort it out, but things happened one after another, so I didn't have the time or energy to sort out these, but now I think it's a good choice, since it's quiet here, then I'll take advantage of it, Get things in order.

Sure enough, as I thought, the ghost traces of the ten directions, the ghost coffin of the netherworld, the place where the legend is blue, is the entrance to the underworld.

And one of the materials I put together was an incident told to me by the old boatman on the Yellow River, who said that when he was a child, that is, seventy or eighty years ago, his grandfather told him a story.

It is said that there is a scholar who needs to enter Beijing to catch the exam, on the way he encountered a landslide caused by heavy rain, in order to escape, he had to get into a cave, this cave is getting deeper and deeper, bigger and bigger, and the more he walks, the colder he goes, and the darker he goes.

The scholar was timid, and when he turned around and wanted to leave, he found that the road he had come from was gone, and it was replaced by another road, and this passage was obviously not the one he had come from before, but although he knew it, he could not help but go, because it was getting colder and colder ahead, and he could even feel that the cold wind was blowing towards him.

The helpless scholar walked along this road, and he still had a glimmer of hope to go out, but after walking for a few hours, he ushered in not the dawn of victory, but a piece of blue.

The scholar was even more frightened, at the end of this passage was actually another cave, and this cave was not pitch black without five fingers, but was shrouded in a cyan halo, although it was not particularly clear, but it could also achieve the effect of general lighting, so he could see very clearly, in the cyan halo, there was a coffin suspended in it.

Fear was replaced by curiosity, and instead of being afraid, he boldly walked over to see it, as if he wanted to find out what was in it.

However, as the scholar walked past, he suddenly saw his parents and sister appear in front of him, and their kind smiles made the scholar's heart immediately uneasy, because his parents and sister had died of famine, and they would not appear alive in front of them at this moment.

Later, he walked out of the cave, he did not go to Beijing to catch the exam, but returned to his hometown, where he set up a school, teaching and educating people, although the life was hard, but it was very quiet and peaceful, he lived to be more than 100 years old, his body was still healthy, not like a centenarian at all.

The book lived one hundred and thirty years old, the day before he died, he was still working in the field, but suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, after the lightning and thunder, the scholar was found to have fallen in the ridge, holding a jade ring in his hand, he had no family in his life, and after his death was his students to help bury him, in the collection of relics, I saw the autobiography left by the scholar.

The boatman said that his ancestor was one of the scholar's students, and according to his ancestor, the scholar's autobiography mentioned a strange phenomenon, that is, the art of splitting souls.

That is to say, half of the soul of a person is in the body, and the other half of his soul is in a place in the yang world or the underworld, and the location of his appearance is often determined according to what he or she cared about most during his lifetime.

The boatman's story was actually told to me as a story at the time, and at that time I thought it was very novel, so I didn't take it to heart, but at this moment, I suddenly remembered that this cyan halo and the coffin suspended in it, if these are coincidents, are they too coincidental?

If it's just a simple phenomenon, I can also obey myself, which is not a particularly strange thing, but what I have just experienced, and the current situation of Jiang Yuan and Zhang Shiyang, has to make me believe that half of their souls have been wandered, and they don't know where they are at this moment.

I stood up and shouted at the cyan halo, "I know you're inside, come out to me." ”

The suspended coffin suddenly came, and then began to turn three hundred and sixty degrees, and at the same time a voice came from inside: "Are you back?" Very well, you are the first one to come out of your own demons. ”

"You're wrong, I'm the second at most, didn't the scholar back then also get out of here alive?" I say.

"He? He's also an accident, so are you, you're all accidents, but there won't be too many accidents, okay, you've broken through this level of your demons, and you've got the wealth here, you can leave. ”

"What do you say? What wealth? ”

"Everyone in the world knows my ancient country of Loulan, but I don't know that there is an ancient city under the ancient city of Loulan, and I am the owner of this ancient city, young man, you have obtained the world's largest wealth, do you know, how many people have lost everything because they can't get over their own demons, and you are the successful one."

"Young man, your life will be perfect after this, and you will be invulnerable."

I agree with his point of view, because a person's weakness lies in his inner demons, as the saying goes, the art of attacking the heart is the highest state of strategy, because no matter how perfect a person is, he also has a fatal weakness in his heart, and a person has no inner demons at all, which is equivalent to no weakness in the heart, that is naturally invulnerable.

But that's not what I want.

"No, I don't want to be invulnerable, and I don't want to leave alone, I want you to give them both back to me."

The blue light suddenly brightened, and the black bag suddenly made a big wave, "They have all entered their own demons, and I can't help it, unless they can wake up by themselves, give up their obsessions, and let go of everything like you." “

"So how do I help them? From what I know about them, I'm afraid it's going to be hard for them to get out. ”

The coffin in the cyan halo suddenly turned sideways, "If you want to take them, you can, you can fall into a dream, enter the world of their demons, you can help them and bring them back." ”

"Yes, I do."

"But think clearly, if you fail, you won't be able to come back."

I took a deep breath, "I know. (To be continued.) )