Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Black Shop Is White (I)
Song Dabao's house is a big house, the house is very large, three in and three out, but Song Dabao lives alone, it seems too desolate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoDesolation will become a kind of gloomy at night, and the entire Huangxian Town will be unusually dead and silent at night, which will be unusually gloomy.
Wang Shi lay on the bed and released his spiritual sense, checking to see if there were any other cultivators around Song Dabao's house. Because Wang Shi's spiritual power has been carefully split, his control of spiritual power is much higher than that of ordinary people, and his spiritual sense is much stronger than that of ordinary people with four stages of qi, and it is even equivalent to the spiritual sense of six stages of qi, so he can explore far away. And now Wang Shi's spiritual sense is like falling into the mud and can't be detected, and he can only detect a distance of fifty steps, this Huangxian Town is really as weird as that spring away from the river.
Wang Shi retracted his spiritual sense, thought about what he had seen during the day, and fell asleep with a plan in his heart.
has left Qingyun Mountain, everything has to rely on himself, Wang Shi has to force himself to change. When you go down the mountain, you really need to be ruthless, and you can't be hippie and smiling anymore, and you have to force yourself to do some things, after all, you are the only one. Without the master and the eldest brother, I really don't dare to play this life.
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It looks like it's on fire!
Even if Wang Shi had practiced in the Black Fire Dojo, he couldn't stand the heat. The heat of the weather is not something that can be resisted with spiritual power, not to mention that Wang Shi's spiritual power is very hot after passing through the Black Fire Dojo.
Wang Shi kept shaking the big sunflower fan under the melon shed.
Song Dabao hurriedly ran back, running so fast with a figure like Song Dabao, Wang Shizhen was afraid that he would suddenly faint.
"Master, quick, the chilled watermelon I grabbed!" Song Dabao threw a wet big watermelon on the stone table at once, sat on the stool and gasped, at this time Song Dabao sweated more than the water on the watermelon.
Wang Shi picked up the knife and put it down, and the watermelon had been cut evenly.
Song Dabao's panting voice suddenly stopped, as if he had been choked by someone, staring at the watermelon that had been cut on the stone table and couldn't say a word, he really didn't need to blink an eye if he killed someone with such a fast knife.
"Eat it, what are you doing in a daze?" Wang Shi picked up a piece of watermelon and ate it.
Song Dabao reacted at this time, and immediately stuffed the watermelon into his mouth.
Now it was Wang Shi's turn to glare, the watermelon in his hand had not been eaten yet, and Song Dabao had already eaten all the watermelons on the table.
Song Dabao lay down on the chair, burped, touched his belly and said, "Obedience, it's so comfortable!"
Wang Shi looked at the watermelon skin on the table, slowly ate the watermelon in his hand, stopped after a few bites, and looked at the watermelon in his hand carefully, as if there were worms in the watermelon.
"Oh, master, offended, offended! Look at my mouth! I can eat it if I can't say anything, and I can't stop eating it when I eat it! I actually ate all the watermelons at once! I have a broken mouth!" Song Dabao looked at the melon peels on the table, and suddenly realized that he had actually eaten all the watermelons, and couldn't help but wail.
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have a piece of watermelon here. Wang Shi could only wave his hand helplessly and said.
"Master, you wait, I'll go grab a chilled watermelon for you and come back. Song Dabao immediately stood up, looking like he was going to run.
Wang Shi hurriedly stopped Song Dabao, really afraid that he would faint on the road while running, and asked, "Is there a lot of watermelons here?"
"That's a lot!" Song Dabao patted his chest and said.
"How can there be so many chilled watermelons on such a hot day?"
"Hey, sir, don't underestimate our Huangxian Town, although our radius is full of loess, but our melons, fruits and vegetables here are available all year round, and hundreds of carriages come to our Huangxian Town every day. ”
"I mean, how can there be ice on this hot day. ”
"Oh, this, I don't know if you mind if you say it, sir. Song Dabao said cautiously.
"Say, I don't mind. ”
Song Dabao whispered: "Actually, these watermelons are sold by a white shop, as for why they are called white shop masters, you will know when you go." There is an old house in Huangxian Town, the old people in the town don't know how long the house is, it should be a monument for people to hang on, but the old house is cold and abnormal, even in this hot dog day, especially at night, it is even more cloudy and windy, and no one who enters the old house at night can come out. ”
Song Dabao paused, and said cautiously: "The old people said that it was a yang mansion in the Netherworld, where countless ghosts lived, and there was a Yellow Spring underneath, ordinary people didn't dare to go in, and if they entered, they would be hooked and dragged directly to the Netherworld." Later, the bold people wanted to see if there was really a yellow spring, and they dug a big hole in the old house, the hole was very deep, and the more they went in, the colder it became, and then there was ice, and people were amazed at it, but the terrible thing was that the people who had entered the hole died, and people began to really believe in the legend of the underworld, so they no longer dared to go to the old house. Only the people of the white shop dared to go to the old house, and in the summer they put the watermelons in the hole and then took them out to sell, although the people were afraid of the ghost yin, but they couldn't stand the heat so badly, so they all went to buy these watermelons. ”
"So this is a watermelon in the underworld?" asked Wang Shi.
"Master, I really don't know if you mind this! I just want to quench your thirst! Besides, this watermelon doesn't show any bad luck or yin energy! Master, don't blame me!" Song Dabao hurriedly said.
"It's okay, I don't mind, I'm just kidding you. Wang Shi said with a smile.
Song Dabao wiped the sweat from his forehead and relaxed a little.
Wang Shi said: "You take me to Baidian to have a look." ”
"Okay, okay, but master, will you go now? It's really hot now, I'm afraid you're hot. Song Dabao said.
Wang Shi looked up at the scorching sun, then at the watermelon in his hand, and said, "Then go back at night." ”
Song Dabao suddenly slapped his thigh and cried and said: "Master, don't go there at night! It's full of ghosts at night! There isn't even a light lit there at night! Also, in fact, that white shop is a black shop! ”
Wang Shi said with a smile: "Then it's decided, I'll go tonight." ”
"Oh, my lord......" Song Dabao wailed.
After hearing Song Dabao's statement about the old mansion, Wang Shi felt that the old mansion should have something to do with the cold chalcedony jade, the cold chalcedony jade that the master said, listening to the name, knew that eighty percent of it was something that could freeze people to death, and the cold watermelon and the strange white shop were worth Wang Shi to see.
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The cemetery was as quiet as ever.
Song Dabao's hand holding the lantern kept swaying, making the shadow short and long.
A cool wind blew, which was originally a very pleasant thing in summer, but Song Dabao kept shivering.
There was no one in Huangxian Town at night, and what was even more strange was that there was no light in Huangxian Town, and the only light that Wang Shi could see was that Song Dabao was holding the lantern in his hand, and the light of the lantern could only be four or five steps away. Wang Shi released his spiritual sense, vigilant of the surrounding environment, such a big town suddenly did not move at all, even if there were no ghosts, people had to be wary.
A hand suddenly rested on Song Dabao's shoulder.
Song Dabao's legs went limp, and he collapsed on the ground.
"You're not going to be like this, are you?" Wang Shi said helplessly.
"Master, if you scare me so much again, you might as well kill me with one sword!" Song Dabao said in a trembling voice.
"Okay, okay, you go, I won't talk to you. ”
Song Dabao rested on the ground for a while before standing up, carrying the lantern and continuing to walk forward.
The night is getting more and more viscous, and the light in the lantern is getting dimmer and dimmer, and now it can only shine a single step, and it feels like the light will suddenly go out.
"Master, it's here. Song Dabao held a lantern aloft and illuminated the door of a shop.
Wang Shi stepped forward and opened the door of the store.
At the moment when the door of the store was opened, countless white candles lit up in an instant, illuminating everything in an instant, and the bright light made Wang Shi involuntarily close his eyes, but his spiritual sense immediately expanded, and Wang Shi's hand also touched the black scabbard on his waist.