These two are Secretary Xing and Ke'er, since the goddess Peak tried a few times "Wushan Cloud and Rain", and practiced his promise to Ke'er "one time is not enough", Secretary Xing became more ambitious, and decided to take her on a tour, after having enough of the attractions around Wushan, he joined the tour group and went up the river to the ghost city of Fengdu.

"The ghost city imitates the judicial system of the ancient yang world, and creates a 'yin underworld' with strict hierarchies, integrating arrest, detention, trial, judgment and indoctrination functions, punishing those who committed adultery and criminals before their deaths, warning the world, and to a certain extent, playing a role in punishing evil and promoting good." The guide continued to recite the commentary.

"How is this possible?" Secretary Xing retorted dissatisfied, "It is necessary to carry out the construction of socialist spiritual civilization in order to finally educate the broad masses of the people, and at the same time, it is also necessary to carry out a strike hard campaign and not let go of any illegal and criminal activities, including adultery." ”

"Xianggong," Ke'er giggled, "then we haven't married yet, so is it considered adultery today?" ”

"Ke'er, you and I are just a matter of life style, which belongs to the subsection and is not in the way." Secretary Xing said seriously.

The old people in the tour group couldn't help but laugh when they heard Secretary Xing's words, and several old grandmothers even blushed.

Secretary Xing and Ke'er talked as if no one was around, and entered the mountain gate of the ghost city with the flow of people. The ancient trees in the mountains are towering, the cicadas are singing, the air is fresh, walking slowly along the stone path, the stream is murmuring next to it, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is a good place to go.

In front is a magnificent hall, on the book "Grace Palace", the tour guide explained to everyone: "This hall was originally built in the Republic of China, enshrined is the Bodhisattva Mu Lian, also known as 'Mu Ganlian', is one of the ten disciples of Shakyamuni. "The Buddha Says the Bon Sutra" records that there was a rich man named the prime minister of the country in Capricorn in ancient India, and his wife Qingti had a son in his later years, and his father died seven days after he was born. When she grew up, she respected her monks and longed for the Three Jewels, and when she went out to do business, she told her mother to treat the monks well. But Qingti often beat and scolded the monks, and when his son Mulian came back and heard about it, he asked his mother, and Qingti swore that if he was not good to the monks, he would not die well within seven days, and sure enough, he died of a violent illness within seven days. After her mother's death, Mu Lian scattered all her family wealth and distributed it to her neighbors, and went out to practice alone. Later, he ascended to heaven and saw his mother being sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and turned into a hungry ghost and suffered from hanging upside down. The Buddha Shakyamuni said that if you want to save your mother, you must prepare a hundred flavors of food and drink to support the monks of the ten directions on the 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, so that they can be exceeded, which is the origin of the later 'Bon Festival', also known as the 'Ghost Society'. Mu Lian was later named the head of the Netherworld Sect and ruled over the Netherworld. ”

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous, feudal superstition, as the Internationale says, 'There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on the gods and emperors, and it is up to us to create human happiness.'" To break out of the cage of thought, Internachonel must achieve it'. Secretary Xing was indignant and couldn't help singing "The Internationale", the tune was high-pitched and majestic, but the lyrics were not very accurate and a little upside down.

"Xianggong, the singing is so good, I'm afraid I can't hear such an exciting tune in the Imperial Palace of the Forbidden City, but what is that 'Hero Nike'?" Kerr clapped vigorously.

"It's 'Intel Nike,'" Secretary Xing patiently explained, "it's communism." ”

At this moment, the people around him couldn't help but be stunned, and some people couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Incisive, it's just an elm pimple head." Someone under the yellow cypress tree sneered.

Secretary Xing turned around awe-inspiringly, and suddenly shouted in surprise when he looked at it: "Master Liu." ”

"Xianggong, it's really Master Liu." Kerr walked over and looked at the old blind beggar sitting on the ground behind the dumpster.

"Why don't you go to this ghost town in the clouds and rain on Wushan? Do you still want that one on the Nai Ho Bridge? Liu Thirteen teased.

"Master Liu, why did you come to the ghost town too?" Secretary Xing asked in surprise.

"Shhhh Liu 13 said in a low voice.

Secretary Xing and Ke'er suddenly became nervous when they heard this, and looked around: "Where are they?" ”

"Near the Nai He Bridge halfway up the hill in front."

"How did you know the Dao? Is Erya also there? Kerr asked in a whisper.

Liu Shisan nodded and whispered: "Professor Guan and I followed Lao Bai all the way from Xi'an to Fenglingdu, Shanxi, and arrived here two days ago without stopping, he lost his trace near the Naihe Bridge, and Professor Guan is visiting that area. ”

While they were whispering, Professor Guan came back, and when he saw Secretary Xing and the others, he was taken aback, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

"It turns out that you two are here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and you are really interested." Professor Guan said lightly.

"Lao Bai is so powerful, why are you still following them?" Kerr asked nervously.

"You two are scared, it's better to stay away as soon as possible, don't get in the way of us doing business here." Professor Guan was tired of Secretary Xing's high-level talk, so he drove them away with insulting words.

"Comrade Lao Guan, you are wrong, we and Master Liu are class brothers in distress, not to mention how can a Communist Party member retreat from the battle when he encounters danger? Lao Bai and Sun Yifeng are both class dissidents, and besides, the second girl is still kidnapped, and Youliang is also trapped in the mural and her life and death are unknown, so we must not stand idly by. Secretary Xing said impassionedly.

"That's fine, let's go back to the hotel at the bottom of the mountain to discuss and make some preparations, the boss is about to arrive, and we will come back tonight." Professor Guan frowned, there was really nothing he could do about this county party secretary who was full of truths.

"What boss?" Secretary Xing asked him in surprise.

Professor Kwan ignored him, turned around and went down the mountain.

"Let's go too." Liu 13 stood up and said.

Secretary Xing took Ke'er and followed him back to the hotel.

At dusk, Xue Daochan and Youliang also rushed to Fengdu.

Looking at the bustling flow of people on the street, where can I find Sun Yifeng and Erya in the huge county?

"Someone saw Sun Yifeng and Erya carrying bamboo baskets to purchase food and daily necessities, indicating that their hiding place is relatively remote and their lives are not very convenient, so it is unlikely that they live in the county seat." Xue Daochan analyzed.

"It's full of mountains, but it's hard to find." Youliang is worried.

Xue Daochan looked around for a while, and finally stopped on Pingdu Mountain on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and said: "Back then, Zhang Daoling secretly learned the witchcraft of the Diqiang ghost clan and created the 'Five Bucket Rice Dao', also known as the 'Ghost Dao', which contains the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate', and the first generation of the Ghost Emperor Tubo of the Ghost Clan lived on this Pingdu Mountain. Professor She has obtained the 'devouring needle', and it is most likely that they are hiding in this ghost town. ”

I have a conscience and admire Xue Daochan's profound knowledge of the past and present, and I also feel that his inference is very reasonable.

The two of them ate a little bit on the street, and then went straight to Pingdu Mountain, and when they climbed the thousand-step stone steps to reach the mountain gate of the "ghost city", it was already completely dark.

At this moment, the tourists have long been dispersed, the mountain gate is closed, and there are cliffs on both sides that are difficult to bypass.

Xue Daochan grabbed Youliang's belt and jumped up, easily jumped over the gable wall of a long time, and landed in the ghost town. The two walked along the stone path, and Youliang let Mei Niang out of the travel bag, and she could sense the presence of Sun Yifeng within a certain range.

The faint moonlight casts on the forest, the ancient trees are dark, the wind is blowing, and the forest is from time to time to hear the terrible cry. On both sides of the stone path, there are occasional ghost sculptures, all of them are fierce and vicious, and the timid people will never dare to enter the ghost town alone at night.

Came to the halfway up the mountain, walked into the "Fangxia Shengjing" pavilion, saw two rows of incense burners, and the famous Nai He Bridge was in front.

"This bridge was built in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, it was originally the incense temple annex of the Ming Shu King Zhu Chun, under the bridge is the 'blood river pool', the legend is that the soul of the person dies to cross the Nai He Bridge, drink Meng Po's 'ecstasy soup' to forget the memory of the previous life, so here is the first level of hell, where the ghosts who do good can pass smoothly, and the evil ones will be beaten into the blood river pool by the evil ghosts, and suffer from the bite of insects, ants and poisonous snakes." Xue Daochan explained.

"Why do you want to call it 'Nai He Bridge'?"

"The word 'nai' is quoted from Sanskrit, which means 'hell', and it is also said to be 'helpless'."

"Meow" Mei Niang suddenly became uneasy, and whispered a warning in her mouth.

Youliang asked softly, "Do you feel Sun Yifeng?" ”

Mei Niang nodded, and timidly hid behind Youliang.

Xue Daochan beckoned, leading Youliang and Mei Niang to hide in the darkness of the Liaoyang Palace, which is the main hall of incense of Zhu Chun, the king of Shu.

Zhu Chun is the eleventh son of Zhu Yuanzhang, Wen Taowu is slightly handsome and handsome, known as "Shu Xiucai", and was named the king of Shu in the 23rd year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty. After he entered Sichuan, he quickly pacified the riots of the people in the north and south, advocated etiquette and religion, and lightly punished the thin endowment, and the history called "the Shu people are settled in this business, and they are getting richer and richer, and the middle of Sichuan has not been revolutionized by the army for two hundred years, and the power of Chun is also." ”

However, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, when Zhang Xianzhong led the peasant rebel army, it was still inevitable that ten rooms and nine empty rooms were empty, and men, women, and children were almost slaughtered.

Xue Daochan dragged Youliang to hide behind the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha, which was more than a foot high, and Mei Niang obediently lay at Youliang's feet, staring nervously at the bridge outside the hall with two eyes.

At this moment, the moonlight is like water, cool, and the cicadas are almost silent.

In a short time, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and in the moonlight a blind old beggar in ragged and sloppy clothes appeared and walked tremblingly onto the Nai He Bridge with a wooden stick.

"Master," Youliang exclaimed, stunned.

"Shh," Xue Daochan hurriedly motioned not to speak, and then asked quietly, "Is he Liu Shisan?" ”

Arira nodded, and the two of them stared intently at the bridge.

But seeing Liu Shisan holding a wooden stick and knocking everywhere, as if he was testing where there was a hidden mechanism, it was also possible that he intended to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger to lure the other party out.

Xue Daochan observed with interest, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the end, Liu Shisan stood silently at the head of the bridge, bending down and staring at the blood river pool under the bridge with blind eyes.

The pool is about zhang wide, more than three zhang long, the water surface is dark like a mirror, reflecting a round of bright moon, steaming up a faint mist.

Suddenly, the calm pool suddenly stretched out two big furry hands and went straight to Liu Thirteen's neck, about to drag him into the water.