Chapter 62: The Dead Go on the Road

Ghost Eyes!

No wonder I always felt that this pattern was somewhat familiar, and I finally remembered it.

Before, the sand fishing team of Hekou Village fished out a bronze tripod full of skulls from the Yangtze River, and there was such a ghost eye pattern in the tripod. At that time, my grandfather invited Fang Xiaohua, an expert in ancient cultural relics, to come to study, and Fang Xiaohua said that this ghost eye totem was a unique symbol of the Wu Kingdom.

At the same time, I also remembered the tadpole text outside the ding body, that is, the witch text. And the incense burner used by Yan Su to raise Gu also has tadpole-shaped witch inscriptions on it, indicating that the incense burner is also a thing of the witch country.

I was a little stunned for a while, Yan Su's home appeared in the ancient utensils of the Wu Kingdom, and the unique ghost eye totem of the Wu Kingdom appeared on her body, all kinds of clues show that Yan Su's origin is not simple, she is actually related to the mysterious disappearance of the Wu Kingdom!

Professor Fang Xiaohua once said that the Witch Kingdom is an ancient nation, which was once very strong in the Bashu area, proficient in ghost culture and various witchcraft, Yan Su carries the ghost eye totem, what kind of connection does she have with the Witch Kingdom?

Xiao Qi, what are you doing in a daze? Yan Su asked me.

Sister, are you from the Witch Kingdom? I asked suddenly.

Yan Su looked at me stunned and asked rhetorically: What is the Kingdom of Wu?

You don't know? Yan Su's answer surprised me a little.

Yan Su shook his head, looking dazed.

It can be seen that the dazed look on her face is not pretending, but really not knowing.

Xiao Qi, why did you suddenly ask some babbling questions? Yan Su asked.

Oh, nothing! Since Yan Su himself doesn't know about Wu Guo, then there is no need for me to keep asking.

The Wu Kingdom has long disappeared in the long river of history, and it is not surprising that Yan Su is a descendant of the Wu people.

Hey, Xiao Qi, what do you see Boss Bai doing? Yan Su stood by the windowsill and called me.

I came to the windowsill and looked out, only to see Boss Bai riding a ladder and hanging something on the flag at the door of the inn. As soon as I saw that thing, I was stunned, and the white boss hanging on the banner turned out to be a string of white coins. As soon as the wind blew, the string of dark coins flew with the wind, making a gurgling sound, giving people an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Feed! Boss Bai, what are you doing here? I couldn't help but ask.

Boss Bai is a middle-aged man who wears black-rimmed glasses.

He twitched his glasses, put his right index finger to his lips, and sighed, with a mysterious look: I tell you, you must not go out tonight!

Why? Boss Bai's appearance makes people feel a little hairy.

Boss Bai lowered his voice and said: The dead are on the road tonight, and these dark coins are for the dead to pass money! Don't go out whatever you see, or your soul will be taken away by the dead! Remember! Remember!

Boss Bai climbed down the ladder and left this inexplicable sentence.

Dead people on the road?! I glanced at the winding streets, the afterglow of the setting sun was fading, and the night began to render this mountain town very much like that kind of oil paint landscape painting, with a strong antique atmosphere.

I didn't expect there to be so many quirks in town! I muttered and closed the window.

As night fell, the market town, which had been bustling during the day, suddenly became unusually quiet, and the occasional barking of dogs could be heard in the distance, echoing in the empty night sky. The night breeze ran through the cold streets, and the dim lights on both sides of the streets shone on the blue-gray stone pavement, glowing with a dim glow.

Wuxia Town, which was originally very popular, has become like a ghost town at this time.

Even in the wings, we can feel the extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Through the window, I saw that the shops on the street had closed their doors one after another, and almost every house on the street hung white coins at the door, strings of strings, like white sugar gourds. As soon as the wind blew, all the stygian coins flew up and rattled like white ghosts floating in the darkness.

The night grew more and more silent.

My heart is pounding, what weird things will happen at night in Wuxia Town?

Syllable!

The lights in the room suddenly went out.

I was taken aback: what was going on?

Yan Su pressed the switch on the wall a few times, but the light bulb still didn't light up: it seemed that the power was off!

I'll go and ask the boss! The sudden darkness made me feel a little panicked.

As soon as I opened the door, a hazy light appeared in front of me, and a miserable white grimace flashed behind the light.

Yikes!

I let out a low exclamation, my hairs standing on end, almost instinctively, and I punched through the light and smashed into the grimace's face.

Ouch! Someone called outside the door.

White boss?! I was stunned, and I heard that it was Boss Bai's voice.

How could it be you? What are you doing sneakily standing outside the door? I wondered.

What is called sneaky! Ouch! You're a big baby! Almost didn't blind my eyes! Boss Bai rubbed his eyes vigorously and handed me two candles: I came up to bring you candles!

It was two white candles, somewhat eerie.

I took the candle and said a little apologetically: Boss Bai, I'm really sorry just now, I didn't hurt you, right?

You kid grew up eating bud grains, so strong! Boss Bai rubbed his eyes: I have to go downstairs and wipe some bone-setting medicine!

Hey, Boss Bai, what's wrong with the lights in the inn? Yan Su asked.

Boss Bai's answer was a little unexpected to us: It's not broken, it's me who turned off the opening gate!

What?! Yan Su and I were taken aback: Why did you close the open gate? You're a veritable black shop!

Yan Sudao: Boss Bai, you won't be so economical, will you not provide power at night?

In the past, it was supposed to be provided, but tonight the situation is special, so I turned off the opening gate! When the dead man goes on the road later, if he sees that my inn is still lit, he is afraid that he will get into trouble! After a pause, Boss Bai lowered his voice and said: It's not the boss who is bluffing you, you take a look outside to see if all the other shops have no lights?

Boss Bai, what is a dead man on the road? Is it really that scary? I asked curiously.

When the dead go on the road, they send spirits, but they are different from ordinary spirits. Most of the ordinary spiritual deliveries are carried out during the day, so there is nothing to be afraid of. And this night to send the spirit is those who are very resentful of the dead, resentment, it is easy to become a ghost, whoever wants to provoke, who will be entangled by a ghost! Hey, don't say it, don't say it, the people who said it are so afraid! You two go to bed early! Remember, if you hear a bell later, be sure to blow out the candle and don't have any light! Remember! After Boss Bai finished explaining, he turned around and hurriedly left.

Yan Su and I were left in the dark staircase, and the circle of light of the candle stretched out a circle of light, flickering and flickering, reflecting our figures on the sandalwood-colored wall, and the atmosphere became a little creepy.

Yan Su and I swallowed, returned to the room, and gently closed the door, as if the slightest sound could stimulate our nerves at this moment.

I leaned against the window and looked out, and the whole street was dark except for a few dim street lamps.

Boss Bai didn't lie to us, every household on this street didn't turn on the lights tonight.

The room was silent, and even the sound of a needle falling on the floor could be heard.

Yan Su and I were bored, and the atmosphere was so depressing that we were about to wring out water.

We washed up early, and I looked at the only wooden bed a little stunned, miserable, and it was inevitable that we would have to lay the floor tonight.

I consciously lifted a quilt and spread it on the floor.

Yan Su sat on the edge of the bed with his legs curled up and looked at me: What are you doing, Xiao Qi?

Lay the floor! I replied.

What kind of flooring? Doesn't this have a bed? Yan Su said.

I muttered: There is only one bed, you should sleep!

Yo! Yan Su glanced at me, bit her cherry-like lip and said: I usually find excuses to approach me in every way, but now I have to pretend to be reserved again!

My little heart trembled violently, what a shame, it turns out that my usual actions are all seen by Yan Su!

What are you doing in a daze? Are you really going to sleep on the floor? Yan Su's eyes flashed wide, and his face was flushed.

A rush of blood rushed to my head, and a trace of warm affection flowed from my heart, and I stood up with a pout, walked quickly to the edge of the bed, and swished onto the bed.

The atmosphere at this time was a little ambiguous.

Yes, it's ambiguous.

Although I can't describe the feeling, hazy and shy.

The candlelight swayed gently, and Yan Su's cheeks were extremely beautiful in the halo.

She took off her coat, and her bright red belly pocket stimulated my eyes, and her snow-white shoulders seemed to reflect light.

I held my breath, careful that my liver was beating like a deer, and I carefully lay down next to Yan Su.

The wooden bed was more spacious, and the two of me were small, and there was still room for me to lie side by side.

For some reason, Yan Su also looked very nervous, her soft and delicate body was stiff at the moment, she was lying flat like that, her eyes were looking at the ceiling, looking weird and scary.

I could hear Yan Su's slightly nervous breathing, and out of the corner of my eye, I could catch a glimpse of her heaving breasts, and my heart followed her chest and abdomen.

Hey, do we lie like this, like two corpses? Hehe! In order to break the awkward atmosphere, I was able to tell such a garbage joke.

Idiot! Your joke isn't funny at all! Who would describe themselves as corpses? Bad luck! Spit three times! Yan Su said.

Bah! Bah! Bah! I also felt unlucky, and I didn't hesitate to spit three mouthfuls of spit. But I was stupid again, I was lying flat, so the spit fell back on my face after a natural fall.

Giggles! Yan Su was amused by my funny appearance.

I turned my head and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Before I could finish my sentence, my little mouth was suddenly blocked by warm nephrite.