After I said this conjecture of mine, my cousin nodded approvingly and said, "Your speculation is still very reasonable, in that crater, there is indeed a magical energy, and under the action of this special energy, there may be changes like you mentioned."

Old man Yuan didn't know why, let out a long sigh, hesitated slightly, and then said with emotion: "You guessed right, that meteorite that fell from the sky seems to have a special energy, and all kinds of strange situations in the mountains are caused by that special energy. And these strange phenomena cannot be speculated with common sense.

The monk listened to the man's advice and began to look for the crater, and after looking for it, he found this place.

The monk found that in several books about strange arts, this mountain was mentioned, and it was said that in this mountain, because of the meteorite landing, this mountain brought fairy energy, and it was the most ideal place for practitioners of magic.

So, he traveled thousands of miles and finally came here, and he found the crater, but when he meditated in a hole in this mountain, for some reason, as if he had gone mad, he suddenly became deaf and dumb.

Later, he gradually understood that it was because the yin and yang qi of this mountain was indeed very different from other places, so there was a deviation in the operation of his qi veins, however, he was not particularly worried, because he knew how to adjust it, but it would take a while.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before he was back to normal.

My grandfather was also very pleased, and felt that this monk was not only very knowledgeable, but also relatively simple-minded - just obsessed with magic and cultivation.

The two talked more speculatively, and my grandfather was no longer so lonely, and after a long time, my grandfather didn't hide it from him, and told the monk the real purpose of being here, as well as the matter of my Xuanheng senior.

This made the monk ecstatic, and he had to go down to the space below the crater and live with my Xuanheng senior, although my grandfather repeatedly reminded him that if he did, he would become a 'living dead', not only would his body change dramatically, and from then on, he would never be able to leave that space again, in addition to drinking human urine regularly.

But the monk didn't care about these at all, he just hoped that he had miraculous powers, even if he paid for it, he didn't hesitate to do it, he couldn't stand the monk's soft grinding and hard bubbles, my grandfather had to write this matter down on a piece of paper to our Xuanheng seniors to ask for his opinion.

And when Xuan Heng knew about it, he was very happy, and he responded that as long as the monk was willing, he could let him go down.

When my grandfather saw that Xuanheng's seniors agreed, he had nothing to say, which made the monk Xin ecstatic, and soon, the monk entered the space below the crater.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

After the monk entered, his skin began to change significantly, but at that time, his internal organs had not completely degenerated, but at this time, the monk made an extremely terrifying act - he cut open his chest with a dagger, and pulled out all the internal organs.

If he did this again a few years after entering that space, he might still survive, but doing so soon after entering it was purely looking for death.

Sure enough, after the monk pulled out his internal organs, he endured in pain for more than a day, and finally died.

But before he did this, he left a suicide note, which said that if he died because of this, he begged Xuanheng and them to remove his body at least seven days later.

Xuanheng and the vassal king Zhu Leting are very sad about the death of the monk, because although they don't get along for a long time, this monk is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable, when they are together, although there are still obstacles to verbal communication, but they can communicate with the help of paper and pen, they still hear a lot of new things from the monk, for example, after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, how the Qing Dynasty was consolidated, and the anecdotes of various emperors of the Qing Dynasty.

This monk's father was originally Hanlin, and the monk has been exposed to it since he was a child, so of course he knows a lot about this matter, so when he talks about it, he can talk endlessly.

So, after the monk came in, Zhu Leting, Xuanheng seniors, and a few other servants had a lot of fun, but what they didn't expect was that the good times didn't last long, and the monk actually used this method to kill himself, and everyone was very sad, and they didn't understand why the monk did this.

However, since the monk has a last wish and wants his corpse to stay in the space for a longer time, Zhu Leting and Xuan Heng's seniors are of course willing to meet his request.

Anyway, because of the special environment in the space, the corpse will not decay, even if the body of the suicidal entourage, they did not move out of the space, Zhu Leting felt that since these people followed him regardless of life and death, of course they were his most loyal subordinates, and everyone should be together regardless of life and death.

The entourage committed suicide only after failing to survive in the process of 'changing skin', and what is even more unbelievable is that after one or two hundred years, not only did the corpse not decay, but the skin had thickened a lot, and there were many dense bulges on it, as if the whole corpse had become fatter.

When the monk saw this corpse, he once said to Xuan Heng's seniors with pity: 'Actually, if he persists for a few more days, he can be resurrected after death', after hearing this sentence, Xuan Heng was stunned and felt very inexplicable, and it was not until later that he really understood the meaning of the monk's words.

After the monk died, Xuanheng's predecessors put the monk's body by a dark river more than 100 meters away, and the body of the entourage was also placed there.

Although this dark river is only a little more than a hundred meters away from where they live, it has to go through seven or eight bends, so they rarely go there.

After a few days of sadness, everyone's life returned to normal, and after about ten days, Xuan Heng's senior inadvertently walked to the dark river, and to his great surprise, the monk's body was gone!

They searched the entire space, but they couldn't find the monk's body, could it be that the monk went out?

Because in the days when he came in, the monk mastered how to open the hole and get out of the space, Xuanheng suddenly remembered that in the middle of the night a day or two ago, he suddenly heard the sound of the bird calling, and the sound of the hole opening, and he didn't particularly care at the time, because several other entourages would often go out for a short time in the middle of the night and walk around the crater.

Maybe the monk took advantage of this opportunity to get out of the cave.

Sure enough, the monk did go out.

One night when a strong wind was blowing, my grandfather was astonished when he heard someone giggling outside the door, because in the depths of this mountain, how could there be anyone in the middle of the night.

My grandfather was more bold, so he also took the 'Phoenix Empress', and came out with a stick alone, and in the moonlight, he found that it was a monk who had died, although he was bold, but he still felt creepy, because Xuanheng's predecessors had already told him, that monk died more than ten days ago, but how could he suddenly appear here? And the body is still fluttering, has it become a ghost!

My grandfather shouted, 'Are you a human or a ghost?' and the monk still didn't say anything, still just giggling, and just then, a strong wind blew, and the monk actually lifted his feet off the ground and hung in the air.

My grandfather then struck his guts, threw the stick at it, and almost hit the monk, so that the monk went away in a hurry, and my grandfather did not sleep all night, and when it was daybreak, he went to the town to find one of his friends.

His friend, an old man in his seventies and eighties, was running a coffin shop in the town at the time, and he knew very well about hauntings.

My grandfather asked him if there was a way to exorcise the ghosts, and of course, he didn't tell the old man all the truth.

The old man didn't answer my grandfather's question first, but grabbed my grandfather's hand and looked at it, so it didn't matter, the old man was surprised, and said that my grandfather was entangled in a kind of 'ghost', this kind of 'ghost' will come out every time it is a windy day, and you can 'ride the wind', Zhuangzi once mentioned this kind of ghost, when you encounter this kind of ghost, there will be a faint red line on the wrist of the person, of course, this red line is very light, if you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

It's okay for this kind of red line to appear once or twice, but if it appears often, it will be life-threatening, so that kind of 'ghost' should be eliminated in time to prevent future troubles.

My grandfather hurriedly asked how this kind of ghost could be destroyed, and the old man shook his head again and again, saying that he didn't know either, but suddenly as if he thought of something, he told my grandfather that he had heard that birds could deal with this kind of 'ghost', and he also knew that my grandfather himself was a bird keeper, so he could start from the bird side.

This immediately lit up my grandfather's heart.

When I go home, think about so many strange birds in the cave, so the one that can deal with ghosts should be a very masculine bird, because ghosts are all condensed by 'yin qi'.

He thought about it and felt that the strongest masculine bird should be a blood-red cuckoo, that kind of cuckoo, the size of an eagle, but the appearance is exactly the same as that of an ordinary cuckoo, and it is red all over, without a single miscellaneous hair, according to these external characteristics, it can be judged that this kind of bird is masculine and should be the most vigorous.

After a few days, because there was no wind, all the wind was fine, and the 'ghost' did not appear again, but at dusk on the sixth day, there was a strong wind again, because it was already late autumn, which was the windy season in our area.

My grandfather immediately became nervous, knowing that the monk had become a 'ghost' and that there was a good chance that he would come back in such a strong wind, so he took the blood-red one out of the cave and put it beside the bedside, and chained it, and sure enough, at midnight the giggling laughter sounded again, and the 'ghost' came again.

Because it was the second time, my grandfather was not as scared as last time, but more calmly picked up the cuckoo, walked out, and saw the monk fall into this field, he suddenly felt very sad in his heart, this time, he walked into the 'ghost', took a closer look, and found that after the monk became a 'ghost', his facial features gradually shriveled up a lot, but he could barely see the previous appearance.

He was ruthless, and threw the blood-red cuckoo out, and the cuckoo screamed miserably, and immediately pounced on the 'ghost', and when the 'ghost' wanted to escape again, it was too late, and the cuckoo grabbed it tightly, and then hung it on the treetops, so decades have passed, and the monk has become a 'ghost', and it has completely dried up, and has become like this, like a piece of raged clothes, experiencing cold and summer, wind, frost, rain and snow, alas, this may be his fate.

My grandfather later wanted to get him down and bury him, but he was dissuaded by the old man who opened the coffin shop, saying that once this kind of 'ghost' is buried, it may come out and harm people, and it can only be exposed to the outside, so that the yang energy of the sun, moon and stars can trap him, and he can no longer make trouble. ”