The light in the manhole was too dim, the two small green lights flashed and disappeared, my head was hot, and I didn't think much about it and quickly jumped off the kang of the earthen kang, brushed aside the hanging guest in front of me, and rushed to the gap on the side of the wall.

Behind the partition wall is also a big house built underground, but there is no hanged person in this room, but it is hung a row of yellow skins that have died upright, the legend of yellow skins and people for life has a long history, it is said that the yellow skin is a fairy family, good can harm people, make people unlucky, or charming people, but it is limited, even if the old yellow skin has been practiced for hundreds of years, it is not easy for the elves in the mountains to cultivate into essence, but this so-called "essence" is just a long-term psychic, such as being able to understand human speech, or imitating people's forms and behaviors, But people are born as human beings, so even if they become the old yellow skin, it is still much inferior to the human beings who are the spirits of all things, no matter how powerful it is, it can't take people's lives lightly, if it wants someone's life, it must find a little yellow skin in the clan to hang with this person, this kind of thing many people have heard of, but no one can tell what it is, maybe the yellow skin confuses people's hearts is the special smell secreted by the guò itself, which gives people a hypnotic effect.

These things grew up in the mountains of the swallow knows best, followed by the fat man, the fat man Lao Tzu before the liberation, once participated in the work of suppressing bandits in the Northeast, knows a lot about the legends in the deep mountains and old forests in the Northeast, and has told him some, only I am the least knowledgeable among the three, at that time I don't know much about the yellow skin, but I saw the "Huang Xiangu" lying behind the wall sneaky, I knew that most of it was making trouble, rushed over to catch it, grabbed the hind legs and lifted it upside down to see, only to see that the wire on its hind legs has not been broken, and the mouth is still gagged" Muggle", "Muggle" is a wild plant produced in the mountains, which has an anesthetic effect on the tongue, and if you catch a wild beast and stuff a "Muggle" in its mouth, it will not be able to scream, and its mouth and tongue will be paralyzed, and it will not be able to open its mouth to bite.

The fat man behind him also followed, I handed the "Huang Xiangu" into his hands, this time I can no longer let the little yellow skin escape, I looked at the yellow skin hanging in the back room, it happened to be seven, three of them are still holding the residual warmth, not long after they died, they must be the three who want to exchange lives with us, and the bodies of the other four are shriveled and hard.

I suddenly thought about what the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info, looked back at the fat man's hand "Huang Xiangu" that smart little eyes, and then glanced at the direction where we had just hanged, thinking that at that time I was fascinated by the yellow skin, stretched out my head to drill into the rope sleeve, and blew on the green ghost fire in front of me, blowing it out, and survived, now I think about it, it is not a ghost fire at all, but the eyes of the yellow skin, it was blown by me in the blink of an eye, only to break the soul dementorship, can not let it open the thief's eyes again, so I took out a leftover sticky bean bag, cut off a piece, and glued the eyes of "Huang Xiangu", and then I felt steady.

In the back room, all things are symmetrical with the front room, and the clay kang is also built, there is an ancient painting on the kang head, the painting paper has become dark yellow, and the color on the painting is blurred, but it can also be recognized that there is a painting on it wearing a woman's ancient costume, but the human shape with a yellow skin face, which is exactly the same as the clay sculpture of the table in the temple, it seems that this is the portrait of Wong Tai Sin, but at the feet of the fairy aunt in that painting, there is also a box with a peculiar shape, that part of the picture is particularly blurry, how to see it clearly, the local legend Wong Tai Sin has a box with a treasure in his mouth, Could it be this picture-in-picture box?

The fat man and I did not hesitate at all, and immediately searched through the boxes and cabinets in the house, the dark room under the Wong Tai Sin Temple, deliberately imitated the human living room, but the shape was very strange, everywhere there was evil spirit, for example, the whole house was divided into two, but with a completely symmetrical furnishings, half of the dead man was hanging, half of the dead weasel was hanging from the wooden beam, all kinds of strange things here, are very different from the ordinary, we really want to see what the box contains, so we have to ignore those.

But the inside and outside of the house, just such a big place, between the advance and retreat has been turned over, and there are no boxes and boxes and other things, I and the fat man can not help but be a little frustrated, heard the sound of instigation from time to time between the overhead houses, we held the oil lamp to shine up, the ceiling of the manhole has criss-cross several wooden beams, and then the dome at the height is one after another big holes, I suddenly realized, this from the Wong Tai Sin Temple obliquely down the manhole, judging from the direction and distance, It had already reached the bottom of the big mound of the Yellow Skin Tomb, and there were all small yellow skins drilling around on it, and the cold wind in the ground manhole was also poured in from the hole above.

I said to the fat man: "It seems that there must be something good in the box, the four hanging people in the outhouse, eighty percent of them wanted to come in to dig treasure, but they fell into the trap of the yellow skin and became a ghost in vain, maybe they didn't understand what was going on until they died, but fortunately, since we caught Huang Xiangu who knew the demon law in advance, and tossed it with only half a small life, so as not to be killed by it, I think if I don't take this opportunity to find the box and open it to take a look, wouldn't it be a waste of this great opportunity?" But there's the worst-case scenario, and that's that the gang has other allies, and let the hanged man go through the mines first, and then he's already taken advantage of the fisherman's profits, and the box is gone, so we'll have a good time. ”

The fat man said to me discouragedly: "What good things can be in the boxes guarded by the big and small yellow skins, could it be just a bunch of chicken feathers and chicken bones?" Can we afford such a toss? In my opinion, a fire has burned this hellish place, so let's hurry back to eat. Yanzi had long wanted to leave the place of right and wrong, and also persuaded me: "I heard that the box contains the things of the mountain god, and mortals will invite disaster when they see it, isn't this even the Wong Tai Sin Temple buried by the landslide, what are you looking for, hurry back to the forest farm." ”

I listened to the two of them chattering, but my mind kept turning, and when they were almost finished, I said to them: "Don't shake the hearts of the army, I remember that Yanzi just said that the golden veins in the mountains are all from the old Huang family of Wong Tai Sin, and I think the things in the box are most likely gold, and ......" Speaking of this, I looked around the four walls, paused and continued: "And the four walls of this house are empty, and only the inside of the kang can hide things like boxes and boxes." ”