Chapter 279: Burning incense and asking the door

Senior Uncle Tang Daochang suddenly turned around and shouted.

Master and I both looked back at it for the first time.

I saw a figure swaying in the bushes behind him.

In this wilderness, being suddenly followed made me vigilant for the first time.

Uncle Shi continued to shout:

"Who's where, come out!

Otherwise, Hugh blames the poor and is not welcome. ā€

Uncle Shi opened his mouth, his eyes widening.

My master glanced at it a few times from the side, and his solemn expression instantly relaxed:

"Don't be nervous, that's your apprentice!"

"My apprentice?"

Uncle Shi was stunned for a moment.

I also looked at Master with some amazement.

And the next second, I heard a familiar voice from the bushes:

"Master, I'm me Moting."

"Xiao Mo, why are you here?"

Uncle Shi opened his mouth in surprise.

I was also a little surprised.

After all, Lao Mo, I watched the car and leave, how did I meet him now?

Then, I saw Lao Mo come out of the bushes, and then hurriedly trotted up.

"Master, I—I'm not, I didn't mean to follow you, it's just, I'm just too curious about where you're going......"

Saying that, Lao Mo was a little embarrassed.

"Old Mo, didn't you get in the car and go back? When will it come back again? ā€

I asked.

Lao Mo looked embarrassed:

"I went back, but soon after I got in the car, I realized that I forgot the keys, so I came back to get them.

As a result, I saw the three of you, going this way.

I was curious, so I quietly followed.

As a result, as soon as you went up the mountain, you found it......"

Speaking of this, Lao Mo scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seems that I can't hide that little secret.

Master and Daoist Tang both turned their heads to look at me at this moment.

Then listen to Tang Dao's long words:

"Xiao Qin, whether Xiao Mo is going or staying, you can do it!"

Master didn't speak, and stood aside waiting for me to decide.

Seeing this, Mo Ting was very excited and said:

"Lao Qin, our brothers in life and death, what else are you hiding from me?"

Moting was right, we are brothers in life and death.

He is a fellow brother again.

Now it's all broken, and there's no point in hiding it.

I nodded:

"Let's do it together!"

"Where?"

I don't understand.

"Go and see a female ghost who has protected me for twenty years!"

Lao Mo was shocked and didn't react for a while.

Then, I can only briefly say what we are going to do now.

What kind of relationship does the female ghost I saw have with me?

I don't understand very clearly, but I just roughly describe the relationship between me and Qingdai.

Between us, there is a causal relationship.

To put it simply, I am carrying a "ghost debt".

And Qing Dai has an extraordinary origin and understands the Netherworld.

Now I take Master and Uncle up to ask Qing Dai about some things about the Netherworld Sect.

Speaking of which, Lao Mo understood the ins and outs.

looked at me with some surprise, even with excitement:

"Brother Qin, I didn't expect you to have a relationship with a thousand-year-old female ghost, and you hide it deeply!"

I smiled wryly, in fact, this is not a good thing.

But it didn't explain much.

Next, the four of us began to walk up the mountain.

The journey of about 30 minutes, the four of us spent an hour and a half.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I arrived at the back of the old Huangshan Mountain.

At this moment, I pointed to the mountain stream in front of me:

"Master, uncle, just the mountain stream in front."

Master and Daoist Tang both nodded.

Moting's eyes widened as well, but he didn't speak.

Then, I took them on my way.

When he came to the nameless tree, he didn't wait for me to speak.

Master and Daoist Tang saw the clues of this tree.

The master touched his mustache:

"There is a curse on this tree!"

"Well, this should be through the portal."

The ginger is still old and spicy, and at this glance, you can see the key.

I nodded:

"Yes, we'll just go around this tree three times.

Go inside, and you can see Qingdai's mansion. ā€

So saying, I will lead the way.

But Master stopped me:

"Don't panic, we're here to visit.

When you arrive at the door, you naturally have to make offerings.

We have to ask for the owner's permission before we can enter the house.

It's the rule. ā€

"Well, that's right.

Xiao Mo opened the bag and took out the things and put them away! ā€

Uncle Tang next to him also opened his mouth to command.

Lao Mo didn't say a word now, and agreed again and again.

Next, everyone opened the bag one after another.

Take out the contents of the bag.

There are roast chicken, roast duck, fruits, pig's head meat, as well as live poultry yellow chicken, hemp duck.

All of these things were neatly placed in front of the tree.

Master and Uncle even lit incense candles and paper money.

Start burning in front of a big tree.

He also killed the yellow chicken and duck, and it was a very formal worship.

In the end, I saw the master and uncle pick up the three sticks of incense.

The specifications are very high, and they are all the rituals to worship the dead.

Then, he shouted into the mountain stream:

"Poor Dao Gu Ash, Qin Ze's teacher.

Today, under the guidance of the disciples.

With his younger brother Tang Lin and his nephew Mo Ting, I came to your mansion to visit Miss Qingdai.

I hope the girl is accessible and meets the last face. ā€

After speaking, he put the incense offering in his hand under the tree.

Then, two more steps back.

Quietly waiting for a response.

At this time, there was silence all around.

Except for the cold, there was no movement, not even the sound of insects.

In this silent environment, it lasted for about ten seconds.

A gust of wind struck.

The "whirring" blowing made the surrounding grass and trees "whoosh" and "whoosh".

The temperature around me dropped by seven or eight degrees in an instant.

The cold feeling made everyone shiver.

At the same time, an old, hoarse voice sounded from the mountain stream:

"Treat yourself to ......"