"Great! …”

I felt hot in my eyes and sore in my nose. Our efforts have not been in vain, and the ancient legend that has been circulating along the Yellow River is true!

Xiang Feng was also very excited, his eyes lit up, and the old fox sighed while lowering his head and wiping his eyes. Yuxin turned her head, her eyes met mine, and she smiled at me.

"Master, how are you going to deal with that river god?" I suppressed the excitement in my heart, and my voice trembled slightly.

The master pointed to the large piece of paper on which the pattern in the rubbing basin was printed, and said that he had carefully discerned that there was an ancient spell hidden in the river map engraved in the basin. Tong guò is a spell that can deal with the 'river god'. The so-called 'river god' should be an ancient creature that has long been extinct. This creature is hydrophilic and has a powerful 'burrowing technique', which, if left free to move freely in the Yellow River, will drill holes in the Yellow River's embankments and cause the Yellow River to overflow. Relying on this ancient spell hidden in the river chart, it can be driven deep into the stratum, so that it cannot run above the riverbed to make waves. How to cast this spell, the master said that he would have to go back and study it...

A few of us listened with wide eyes and little eyes. There is a certain truth in what Master said, there are many strange things hidden in the Yellow River, and that ghost thing actually drilled several miles from the ground and ran into the reservoir of Qingshi Town. If it is allowed to drill back into the Yellow River at that time, no matter how much the embankment is reinforced, it will be useless.

"Master, what's engraved on the bottom of that basin?" I asked.

"The pattern on the bottom of the basin is carved by modern people." Master said.

"Modern people?"

I opened my mouth wide in astonishment and looked at Xiang Feng and the old fox, both of whom were also surprised.

"Look."

Master handed me the yellow paper on which the bottom of the pot was printed, and the three of us looked at it together, only to see that there were a few small drawings printed on the paper, the lines were simple and sloppy, but the contents could be roughly distinguished. The first one is a small temple, and the tree-like objects behind the temple should be a forest, and in front of the temple is a courtyard full of weeds. The perimeter of the yard should be a fence, undulating, indicating dilapidation... Xiang Feng and I, Lao Hu, and the three of us looked at each other, and the small temple on this paper should be the broken temple in the col. On the screen, an 'arrow'-shaped object points to the temple gate, which means to let people in. In addition to this, there is an 'arrow' connecting between each drawing. We followed the arrow to the second one, which showed a person on the ground in the temple house, and not far from this 'person' there was a small scissor pointing to a small circle drawn with dotted lines on the ground... I couldn't help scratching my head and said to myself, what does this painting mean? Who is this man lying on the floor of the temple house? What does the circle represent? … Suddenly, I thought of the statue of the fox fairy in the temple house, and I immediately understood that the 'person' in the picture was the toppled statue of the fox fairy! As for this 'circle', judging from the location, it should lead to the underground temple, the entrance of the oblique cave...

I felt a chill in my back, and I felt an inexplicable fear in my heart, and I didn't know what I was afraid of. Hurriedly looking at the third painting, I saw that this painting was 'obscured' by several thick lines crisscrossing it, and I couldn't tell what it was about. Looking at the fourth painting, this one still depicts the inside of the temple house, but the scissors and circles of the original second painting are gone, replaced by a basin, and there are many ingot-like things stacked in the basin, scattering 'light'...

"I see!" I slapped the back of my head hard, "Gao Fusheng was instructed by these pictures under the basin to run to the broken temple and 'summon' the thing in the underground temple altar!" ”

I looked at Master and saw Master nodding at me. In this way, the third painting is supposed to depict the method of 'summoning' that thing out, and then it was destroyed, maybe it was the fox, or the ghost... According to that method, Gao Fusheng thought that what 'came out' from the ground would be the gold ingots in the fourth painting, but in the end, what came out was something like a ghost...

"It's really strange, that temple was built in the Ming Dynasty, and there was still incense a hundred years ago, and it hasn't been abandoned yet." I muttered, "This means that the person who carved these paintings under the basin is neither Dayu nor the tall man, who could it be?" ”

"I think..."Xiang Feng said, "When the Cultural Revolution was in turmoil, Gao Fusheng's father stole this pot from the ancestral grave of the Gao family, there must have been no these paintings under the basin, otherwise, he would have followed the instructions of these paintings to go to the broken temple to 'hunt for treasures'." Therefore, these paintings should have been carved under the basin not long ago. ”

Xiang Feng made sense, I nodded and muttered, "That... Who could be this man portrayed under the basin? Why did he deceive and guide Gao Fusheng to get that out? … By the way, Ah Feng, did you ask Gao Fusheng's mother, before Gao Fusheng, did anyone else dig this pot out of the yard? ”

Xiang Feng shook his head, "Didn't ask." ”

"I'll ask when the time comes." Master said.

"Hmm." Xiangfeng nodded.

The car was bumpy all the way, and it was already early in the morning when I returned to Gaojia Village. In the compound of the village branch, the old elm tree swayed in the cold morning breeze, and from time to time a few dead leaves swirled and fell, which made people feel very desolate.

Gao Laosan's body had been packed into a large black coffin with a rooster tied to the head of the coffin and an oil lamp burning on the ground. Yang Shujun and Gao Dashang sat on the bench and were sleeping. Gao Fushuai was still kneeling on the ground, sleepy and crooked, and his saliva was about to drag to the ground. I kicked him lightly, and the bastard was so frightened that he sucked all the drooping saliva back into his mouth, rubbing his eyes in horror before he could see that it was me.

"Kneel, kneel upright!"

Yang Shujun and Gao Dashang woke up at the same time, and Gao Dashang woke up and cried hoarsely, 'Dad...'. I felt sad for a while, and Master sighed and walked over, took out a stack of money, about one or two thousand yuan, and stuffed it into his hand.

"People can't come back to life after death, don't be too sad, it's very hurtful, and the money will be used to buy some nutritional products to replenish your body." Master said gently.

Gao Shang sat dumbfounded, his hands stiffly on his knees, letting the money spread out in his palms, staring at the coffin with lost eyes, he couldn't cry anymore, and his lips were full of dry foam.

"What's the matter, did you find the river map?" Yang Shujun asked.

"Hmm." Master nodded.

"Uncle Yang, why is your voice hoarse?" I asked.

"I'll cry with him." Yang Shujun pointed at Gao Dashang and wiped his eyes.

The master looked at his watch, "Everyone is tired, Leng'er, you guys can rest for a while, and when we wake up, we will go to Bluestone Town, and Brother Fox and I will go outside first to study how to cast this ancient spell..."

The master and the old fox squatted on the ground outside, and one of them picked up a branch, pointing at the pattern on the yellow paper, and writing and drawing on the ground. I didn't know much of the terms they spoke, and I couldn't read the patterns on the paper at all, so I had to go back to the house and sleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon, and it was very cloudy outside, and it would rain depending on the situation. Xiang Feng and Yuxin had already gotten up before me, one went to Gao Fusheng's house, and the other made lunch. I hurriedly ate a bowl of noodles, and when I came outside, I saw that the eyes of the master and the old fox were boiled red.

"Brother Fox, what do you think?" Master asked.

The old fox thought for a while, and nodded slowly, "I think it's about the same." ”

"Then let's cast a spell like this tonight, let's go, go to eat first, Leng Er pack up our things, and wait for us to go back to Qingshi Town."

As soon as I got everything into the car, Xiangfeng came back.

"How?" Master asked.

"The old lady said that when her son was digging the pot in the yard that day, he felt that the soil in the place where the pot was buried was very new, as if it had been turned over."

Master frowned, "Did you ask her, who else knows that she has such a basin in her house?" ”

"Asked." Xiang Feng said, "She said that she couldn't remember who knew, so I asked her to think about it again and give me an answer when the time comes." ”

"Hmm." Master nodded, looked at the sky, "Hurry up and get something to eat, and then we'll go to Bluestone Town..."

Uncle Yang said that he would not go, and stayed to wait for the news of Gao Fusheng's wife, and also comforted Gao Dashang and helped him bury Gao Laosan together. Yuxin drove us all the way to the ferry, which was crowded with people, and it was not safe to leave the car there. When I was thinking about where to put the car, Yuxin said to Master, Master Zhang, I won't go with you.

"Why?" I looked at her quizzically.

"I don't know spells, so I can't help you, I'd better go back to Gaojia Village to help Uncle Yang." Yuxin smiled at me.

"But..."

"Don't worry, the person who secretly harmed me won't come here, otherwise, in Qingshi Town, I would have been killed when I was shopping alone with Wei Niuniu and them..."

After everyone got off the car, Yuxin nodded and smiled at everyone, and then put on sunglasses and left...

"Ah Leng, let's go." Xiang Feng nudged me gently.

"Hmm..."

When I crossed the river by boat, and then by car, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon when I came to Qingshi Town. It's still the same hotel I stayed in before, and I booked a few good rooms. Sitting in the room, a few people discussed the matter of casting spells at night, in fact, I didn't know what the master said, and from time to time I looked out the window. A drizzle was falling outside, drenching on the windowpanes.

"That's it, let's go separately and find the things we need to cast the spell." Master got up and looked at me, "What, Leng'er, do you have something on your mind?" ”

"Huh? No, no, Master, what am I going to buy? ”

"I'll sue you later." Master smiled.

Xiang Feng and the old fox walked out first, and I was about to get up and get out of bed when Master suddenly walked towards me.

"Master knows what you're thinking." As he spoke, Master took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to me, "There is Xing'er's phone number on it, go ahead, go call Xing'er..."

I ran out of the hotel almost in a sprint and ran along Bluestone Street, finally finding a public phone point where I could make international calls. I was out of breath and trembling as I dialed out the number on my notebook... I held my breath and felt like the whole world was quiet with the silence on the phone...

It seemed like a century had passed, and finally the voice that had haunted me came through the earpiece...

"Hey..."

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