In the Qingwang Continent, at dusk and sunset, Uncle Nan took his two newly acquired apprentices, Xiuwen and Dunru brothers, over a 2,000-high snow-capped mountain called "Ghost Mountain", and walked more than ten miles of very difficult rocky beach, after flowing through a shallow but very clear stream, and then walked for a long time on a winding sheep intestine trail full of thorns. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then as the sky was about to darken, the three of them found almost at the same time that there was a very silent hamlet in front of them.

"Xiuwen, Dunru, we have arrived, and there is Fengmen Village in front. Be careful and remember not to touch anything in there, because everyone we meet on the road may not be human. Third Uncle Nan explained cautiously.

"Ahh Then I... Let's not go in, you see it's getting dark, I think we'd better find an inn to stay first, and when tomorrow dawns and the yang is heavy, it's not too late for us to go in again?" Dunru said very timidly, and his legs and teeth chattered as he said this.

As soon as Dunru finished speaking, the eldest brother Xiuwen, who was standing on the side, also hurriedly responded: "Yes, master, how far we have traveled, don't talk about us, even your old man is tired, isn't it? ”

This time, a gust of wind blew, blowing away some of the withered yellow leaves on the side of the road, and an ancient monument with words appeared in front of the eyes of the three people, with an ancient poem written on it:

There are more closed doors and eight gases,

Empty walls and empty houses are unavoidable,

If the auspicious wind and blessings increase,

If you encounter a killing wind, you will be killed.

The ancient poem was written in very melancholy cursive, but there was no title and no inscription, only four empty two brothers, Hengyan, Xiuwen and Dunru, who silently read this murderous ancient poem, and only froze in place, like a stone statue, did not dare to speak, did not dare to move, and looked straight ahead.

"Hmph, you two bastards," Third Uncle Nan turned around, pointed at the noses of the two of them and scolded: "This Fengmen Village, every 30 years on the night of the full moon on the fifteenth day of August, will only appear once in the world, miss today, I'm afraid... The old man never has a chance to come in again, you want me to die without a blind eye, don't worry, there is a master, come with me... ”

"Yes, master", Dun Rumuna nodded,

"Yes, master", Xiuwen also nodded with Mu Na.

Hearing the two little apprentices behaving like this, Uncle Nan, who was walking in the front, shook his head again and again, then sighed again and again, and scolded in his heart: "How did Lao Tzu accept such two useless apprentices." ”

At this time, fortunately, the two brothers Xiuwen and Dunru did not look back, because at this time, the ancient tablet sleeping on the ground, on the 28 beautiful ancient characters, each word was "bubbling" between the horizontal and the strong, oozing bright red blood.

Out of sight is pure,

Some things, still,

It is better not to hear, not to see, to be wonderful, not to be better.

As the saying goes: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village", after walking through the stone monument, looking down, what appeared in front of the three people was actually a broad avenue paved by pebbles and flowers, as if everything was prepared for their arrival.

"Brother, are we here to Tao Yuanming's paradise?" Dunru asked the eldest brother on the side as he looked at the clean, tidy, and scattered quiet small village that was close at hand.

"I... I do not know... Xiu Wen opened his eyes straight ahead, moving slowly forward like a walking corpse, but his heart was still hovering in inexplicable fear.

Third Uncle Nan was still paying full attention to every move around him, and suddenly he consciously slipped under his feet, and then the person also stumbled, so he scolded: "What the hell?"

"Master, it's three black pillows... Head... Master... Xiu Wen said softly.

"Go~" Third Uncle Nan said, raised his foot fiercely, and then kicked the three black pillows that were originally stacked together into the ditch passing by, and scolded without stopping: "It's really a god horse, bad luck !!"

"Master, didn't you say that you can't touch this thing in Kimura casually?" asked in a low voice who was also frightened.

Dunru's words should have been well-intentioned, but Uncle Nan became angry after hearing this, and he immediately took out an oil-paper umbrella from the prop box he was carrying behind him, and pulled it down at Dunru's front door.

"Is it okay for you to be a little promising, I'm talking about letting you seal the magic weapons and ritual weapons in the village, and there are some important things that can't be touched, who told you that even a pillow is afraid?" said the third uncle Nan while flattening Dunru who was already kowtowing on the ground and begging for mercy.

"The master is angry, the master spares his life, Dunru will not dare in the future, Dunru will not dare in the future. Xiu Wen was in a hurry on the side, blaming himself for being the same as his brother, he didn't know anything, and he had to follow the strange person in front of him to steal some divine tomb.

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After all, he is a brother,

Although the umbrella hit his younger brother, every plan hurt in his heart.

As the saying goes: flesh and blood, flesh and bones, break bones and tendons.

Third Uncle Nan is a well-known master of tomb robbery and treasure hunting in the rivers and lakes, but he has always acted strangely and his temper is really uncertain, but it seems that the people in the line of stealing graves and digging graves are all sloppy bearded uncles like Uncle Nan, who have more or less mental problems.

Third Uncle Nan, after fighting for a while, felt tired, so he stopped, and just as he was sitting and panting hard, an old and kind voice came from behind him:

"Ah, welcome, come to Fengmen Village to sit down. ”

Third Uncle Nan followed the voice, turned around, and glanced back, only to find that there was a white-haired old man standing behind him, with kind eyebrows and good eyes, full of energy, and holding a dragon's head cane, and then Third Uncle Nan, who had always been rude and rude, actually stood up very respectfully.

Seeing that Uncle Nan was like this, the old man with a red face introduced himself to Uncle Nan again: "Hello, I am the village chief of this Fengmen Village, my name is Lu Luliu, I heard the sound of fighting and noise outside, so, I came out to take a look, are you tired? Then please come in with me~"

Such a person suddenly appeared in this poor and remote area, and the third uncle Nan naturally stood in place very cautiously, but Dunru, who was young and vigorous and had no experience in the rivers and lakes, didn't say a word, immediately got up from the ground, and was the first to rush into the gloomy Fengmen Village excitedly.

"Second brother, wait for me~" Xiu Wen followed in.

And Uncle Nan was dark-eyed, lowered his head, and walked in slowly and lonely.