The moon is sparse, and the bright moonlight sprinkles the entire foggy valley, and under the night breeze, the river is light, reflecting patches of broken and quiet sparkling light. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Grandma's clutched! There is no signal ...... at all."

Fan Tianjiu stood by the lake, holding his mobile phone and shaking it desperately at the moon, but no matter how he shook it, the mobile phone didn't respond at all.

"Brother Jiu, forget it, the place we are staying in now is a basin, surrounded by mountains, even if you shake your hand off, there will be no signal, come and eat some ham sausage, this place is really freezing to death......"

Si Bi'an poked his head out of the small pavilion by the lake and beckoned to Fan Tianjiu tremblingly.

Fan Tianjiu sighed helplessly, put his phone in his pocket, and turned around and returned to the small pavilion.

It is a lakeside pavilion that is some years old, and the four wooden pillars that support it have rotted and are covered with dense yellow-brown wormholes.

The green tiles at the top of the pavilion are also dilapidated and uneven, hung with cobwebs, and the bright moonlight shines through the broken tiles, shining on the plaques that fall on the ground, reflecting three faded golden characters - the Pavilion of the Dead.

"It's unlucky...... Phew——!"

Fan Tianjiu fretted at the dusty plaque on the ground, and then stepped on the plaque and walked into the pavilion.

Fan Tianjiu picked up the ham sausage that Si Bi'an put on the stone table in the pavilion, opened his mouth and took a bite, chewing while complaining to Si Bi'an:

"Ahh......h Anzi, let me tell you, the teacher surnamed Xu must be the school trustee of the pheasant university, and he will leave us here after collecting the tuition......

Hmph——! dare to play Lao Tzu——! when Lao Tzu goes back, he has to call the police to kill them, don't ......"

"Oh, Brother Jiu, the matter has come to this, it's useless for you to complain anymore......"

Si Bi'an looked at Fan Tianjiu with a sad face and said:

"Brother Jiu, what I'm most worried about now is how we're going to spend tonight?

In this wilderness, there is neither food nor drink, and the mountain wind is strong, if we stay here for a long time, we will have to freeze to death!

And the teacher ran away without even leaving a tent for us, and the two of us are now such a broken flashlight, and I don't know if we can hold on until dawn, if the electricity runs out, it will be miserable, and we will have to stay in this broken pavilion in the dark for a night.

In case a tiger, a leopard, a bear, or a blind man suddenly runs out of the deep mountains and old forests, we will really have to explain these two little lives......"

Speaking of this, Si Bi'an glanced at the overgrown field outside the gazebo and sighed:

"Alas~ It's a pity, the rotten wood on this ground is too damp, otherwise I can make a fire and cook some instant noodles or something, so that at least we can be full ......ghosts when we hang up."

"Okay——! okay——! don't talk about it——! I'm annoying Lao Tzu——!"

Fan Tianjiu interrupted Si Bi'an's nagging impatiently, raised his hand to look at his watch, and muttered through gritted teeth:

"It's half past seven...... Didn't the guy surnamed Xu say that there would be a boat to pick us up when it got dark?! It's all at this time, where is the ship——?! where is it——?!

After speaking, the furious Fan Tianjiu suddenly rushed out of the Death Pavilion, and shouted frantically at the dark lake under the moon in front of him:

"The surname Xu ——! you are a 10,000-year-old who killed a thousand knives——! Lao Tzu has no grievances with you, you actually want to kill Lao Tzu here?!

You wait——! if Lao Tzu is a ghost today, you have to explode the chrysanthemums of your ancestors for eighteen generations——!"

"Alas~ Brother Jiu, you are really, you can't stop for a while...... Huh? What's that?"

Looking at Fan Tianjiu, who was standing by the lake and insulting the sky, Si Bi'an sat in the pavilion and smiled bitterly and wanted to dissuade him.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that Si Bi'an's eyes suddenly lit up, got up and jumped out of the Death Pavilion, ran to Fan Tianjiu's side and covered his mouth.

"Bah, bah, Anzi, why are you covering my mouth——?!"

Fan Tianjiu pulled down Si Bi'an's hand and asked with an unhappy face.

"Shhh......hhh——!h

Fan Tianjiu was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at the lake, and saw that in the lake water shrouded in night, a wisp of green fire suddenly appeared.

Fan Tianjiu squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and found that it was a lantern burning with cyan flames.

Gradually, the cyan lantern grew larger and larger, and then a flat boat rowed through the dark lake and appeared in front of the two of them.

I saw that under the reflection of the moonlight, this small boat was like a duckweed leaf, dragging a slender shadow, and slowly floated over from the side of the Xiangsheng Pavilion in the middle of the lake.

And as the boat got closer and closer, a gloomy and strange song came—

"The secluded riverside pavilion of the forgotten river ~ Yin and yang life and death are light ~ Huangquan has a way but no road ~ The bottomless ghost boat hangs the green lantern ......"

Singing, singing, I saw that this Ye Bian boat rowed in front of the Death Pavilion where Fan Tianjiu and Si Bi'an were.

When the boat came to a halt, he saw a boatman dressed in a cloak and a rickety figure slowly walking down from above.

I saw this boatman come to Fan Tianjiu and Si Bi'an and bow, coughing, and said faintly:

"Ahem, ahem...... Do you want to cross the river?"

For some reason, Fan Tianjiu and Si Bi'an felt chills all over their bodies when they heard the boatman speak.

Fan Tianjiu took a deep breath, and had the courage to shine a flashlight at the boatman in front of him, but he didn't expect this photo, Fan Tianjiu was shocked into a cold sweat when he boarded-

I saw that the boatman in front of him was a withered old man, wearing a broken hat on his head, a straw sandal under his feet, and his clothes were mottled and dirty, and he looked like a beggar at a glance.

And what is even more terrifying is that this old man is lying on his back, his pale and wrinkled old face is covered with black spots, and his whole head is so thin that only skin and bones remain, if it were not for the dim yellow and white eyes still on his face, it would be no different from a skeleton.

"Forehead drop god~ Uncle, why is your face more ugly than my third master with advanced liver cancer......"

Fan Tianjiu stared at the three-point human-like and seven-point-ghost-like old boatman in front of him, and muttered dumbfounded.

"W-That...... Uncle, were you sent by the 'Special Police Officer School' to pick us up?"

Si Bi'an looked at the strange old boatman in front of him, and asked with courage and trembling.

The old boatman did not speak, but nodded silently.

When he heard that this strange old man had really come to pick them up, Spiran trembled with fright—

"Boss, old man, wait a moment...... Brother Jiu, come here, let's discuss it......"

After speaking, Si Bi'an dragged Fan Tianjiu back to the pavilion and whispered to him anxiously:

"What should we do? Brother Jiu, this strange old man is really here to pick us up, should we sit down?"

Fan Tianjiu scratched his head when he heard this, turned his head to look at the strange old man by the river, and said heartlessly:

"Hmm...... Since everyone is here to pick it up, let's go to it...... It's better than spending the night in this barren mountain......"

"But, but this old man is too scary, like a starving ghost, these things we encountered today are really too weird, or let's think about it again, it's not appropriate to go like this, I always have a bad premonition......"

Spirian said uneasily.

"Hehe, Anzi, look at you little guts, a thin old man scared you to pee?

Don't worry, are we two young men still afraid of him as a dry old man?"

Speaking of this, Fan Tianjiu looked at the ground, then picked up a dead wooden stick on the ground and pinned it to his waist, then covered it with a T-shirt, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, if this little old man wants to harm the two of us, I will help him ascend to immortality in advance, don't be afraid, come with me ......"

After speaking, Fan Tianjiu came to the old man of the boatman with his luggage and said with a grin:

"Uncle, you are here, if you don't come again, the two of us will freeze to death in this hellish place......"

"Ahem, the dream of returning home, returning home is more worried, and the time is also ......"

The old boatman said two inexplicable words coldly, then turned around, and made a gesture of invitation to the boat behind him......

Although Fan Tianjiu also felt that this strange old man was a little creepy, for the sake of the man's face, he still had the courage to take the lead in stepping on the boat.

As soon as Si Bi'an saw Fan Tianjiu go up, he had no choice but to swallow and spit nervously, and followed tremblingly......

........................

"The secluded riverside pavilion of the forgotten river ~ Yin and yang life and death are light ~ Huangquan has a way but no road ~ The bottomless ghost boat hangs the green lantern ~

Grievances and hatred are settled~ A bowl of clear on the bridge~ The soul is turned into a dead city side bone~ Yangguan Road is reincarnated ......"

The night was deep, and the whole boat was shrouded in a dark fog, only the blue light on the bow of the boat was gently swaying with the rippling river, drawing a trace of cold blue blue in the darkness.

The hoarse and dry singing of the old boatman pierced the quiet lake, adding to the cold and eerie atmosphere of the misty fog around it......

"Oops...... I'm almost cold, this old man is still singing so interested, this young mentality, it's really amazing......"

Spir'an sat shivering as he curled up in the boat, and teased as he looked at the stooping body of the old boatman at the stern.

"Hehe, what do you kid know? This is called a water tune song head, every boatman who holds the boat can sing, only singing while holding the boat will not feel cold, like you, who only knows how to stay at home all day long, otaku can't understand this folk culture......"

Fan Tianjiu teased Si Bi'an, looked up and smiled at the old boatman standing at the stern:

"Uncle, the style of your song sounds quite unique, a bit of a taste of the prosperity of the world, what is its name?"

The old boatman didn't look back when he heard this, but just pressed the hat and said coldly:

“...... What a lamentation. ”

"Love and love songs? Is this a love song? It's the first time I've heard such a cold love song......

Fan Tianjiu scratched his head when he heard this, and teased with a smile.

"Oops——! I can't do it, I'm going to freeze to death, I have to eat some ham sausage to warm up......"

As he was talking, Si Bi'an finally couldn't stand the cold, and when he heard him scream, he reached to the bottom of the boat and wanted to get the food in his backpack.

Unexpectedly, Si Bi'an stretched out his hand like this, and he was stunned, only to see him groping at the bottom of the boat, and said suspiciously:

"Hey...... No, Brother Jiu, there is water under this boat, it can't be a leak......"

"It's been a long time since ——! boat, if this boat leaks, won't we sink to the bottom of the river long ago?"

Fan Tianjiu laughed while also reaching out to touch the bottom of the boat, but he didn't expect to touch it like this, and the smile on his face immediately froze-

"No, that's not right...... Uncle, there's really water everywhere under your boat.

My flashlight is out of power, old man, you take the lantern on the bow of the boat and shine it, your boat seems to be really leaking......"

Fan Tianjiu, who fished out a handful of water from under the boat, looked down at the bottom of the boat suspiciously as he spoke.

But because of the lack of light, the bottom of the ship was pitch black, and Fan Tianjiu couldn't see anything clearly......

"The boat has no bottom...... How to talk about ...... omissions"

The old boatman replied faintly, and then, after hearing a clang, the boat suddenly stopped......

"Oh, why did you ...... all of a sudden? Wow——! what is this?!"

The old boatman suddenly stopped the boat, Fan Tianjiu was caught off guard, fell in the boat and stumbled, he sat up and didn't figure out what was going on, he was stunned by the scene in front of him-

I saw that in the river next to the boat, a blood-colored fountain two or three feet high appeared.

I saw the raging reddish-brown spring water gushing out of the spring, splashing in all directions, with bursts of fishy smell, choking people unable to breathe.

"Wow——! this fountain is built with a lot of personality, but the water pollution is a bit serious, and the smell is too big......

Uncle, is this a new trick you have come up with to attract tourists for tourism development?"

Fan Tianjiu looked at the fountain in front of him, and joked to the old boatman with a forced smile.

"Is it lovely?"

The old boatman did not answer Fan Tianjiu's words, but coldly asked him a strange question.

"Huh, what? Uncle, what do you say?"

Fan Tianjiu didn't hear the old boatman's words clearly, and responded with his mouth open.

"Can you read it?"

The old boatman ignored Fan Tianjiu, opened his mouth and asked a question coldly.

"What are you talking about, old man? The water in this fountain is so loud that I can't hear ——! clearly."

Fan Tianjiu got up from the boat and approached the old boatman's side.

"Is it resentful?"

"What, far away? yes, my hometown is in the northeast, it's quite far away......"

Fan Tianjiu didn't know why the old boatman would suddenly talk to him about gossip, so he replied inexplicably.

After asking these three sentences, the strange old boatman lowered his head and said nothing. The boat swam again, leaving the blood-colored fountain and paddling slowly toward the opposite shore.

"Why do people in western Yunnan only say half a word? What a weird ......"

Seeing that the old boatman didn't take care of himself, Fan Tianjiu stared at him boringly and complained, turned around and walked back to the boat stupidly.

But as soon as Fan Tianjiu returned to his position and sat down, he found that Si Bi'an, who was sitting opposite him, was holding his glasses and looking intently at the shore of the lake, as if he wanted to see something clearly.

"Hey——! Anzi, what are you looking at in this black light?"

Fan Tianjiu slapped him and asked strangely.

Si Bi'an came back to his senses, pointed to the shore in the distance and said to Fan Tianjiu:

"Brother Jiu, look——! there seem to be two people standing by the lake......"

Fan Tianjiu was stunned when he heard this, and looked back in the direction of Si Bi'an's finger-

Sure enough, under the cover of night, in front of the Death Pavilion, which was getting farther and farther away, two black figures were standing, silently waving their hands to the two of them......

"Hehe, I thought we were the only ones who were unlucky...... I didn't expect these two boys to be even weaker than the two of us, they came so late, there must be no boat, it seems that these two boys have to spend the night in the wild tonight......"

Looking at the two dark shadows in the distance, Fan Tianjiu laughed gloatingly.

Si Bi'an didn't say anything when he heard this, but frowned and looked carefully at the two black shadows on the shore in the distance, and suddenly his whole body was excited, and he said to Fan Tianjiu in a trembling voice:

"Nine, Ninth Brother...... Don't you think those two figures look a lot like us?"

"Huh, huh?"

Hearing Si Bi'an say this, Fan Tianjiu was stunned, turned his head and looked at the two black figures again-

Sure enough, just as Si Bi'an said, looking at the two figures from a distance, although the night was dim, and they couldn't see the true faces of the two figures, but the two of them were tall and short, fat and thin, and their height and body shape were no different from Fan Tianjiu and Si Bi'an.

What's even more terrifying is that although these two figures are shaking their hands, their movements are stiff like a pendulum, and in the dark night, I saw the two of them standing by the lake in the distance like two marionettes inserted in the dark, which is extremely scary.

Looking at these two strange figures who seemed to be himself, Fan Tianjiu couldn't help but tremble in his heart, turned his head and said to the old boatman:

"Uncle, there seem to be two more people by the river, it's really not good, let's go back and pick them up......"

"Dust to dust~ dust to dust~ what should go~ should not stay...... Sit down, two little brothers, and we're about to get to the other side......"

After saying that, the old boatman silently propped up the boat and ignored them.

Fan Tianjiu and Si Bi'an were stunned when they heard this, and then looked back at the two strange figures, and their hearts trembled, and they hurriedly sat up straight, lowered their heads and looked at their noses, and their noses were silent, and they didn't dare to look back at the two figures......