The night is full of stars. The cold moon hung high in the dark night sky, and the silvery light cast on the windowsill, sprinkled on the low eaves, and dripped on the quiet path through the crystal droplets. With the rhythmic sound of beating, the quiet village is quietly dyed with the clothes of night.

"Coo, coo" There was a crisp bird call not far away, and Tuwa came to the vicinity of Xiao Lan'er's house while her father and mother were asleep, covering her mouth with her hand and making a bulging sound.

"Coo-goo, goo-goo-goo," Xiao Lan'er opened the window and made a slightly different sound. It was late at night, and it was time for them to agree. He picked up the small stick and a cloth bag prepared on the table and opened the door with ease. Although he and Tuwa are neighbors, the two houses are hundreds of meters apart, separated by a dense bamboo forest.

After the two converged, they walked silently towards the mountain behind the ancestral hall, their steps were light, for fear of disturbing the surrounding clansmen who had fallen asleep. Skirting the low fence wall and through a few woods, it fades into the darkness.

At night, the road back to the mountain seems to be very quiet, walking on the path up the mountain, looking back, the village lights have all been extinguished. Except for the occasional sound of the husband, all that was left was the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves and shaking and brushing.

"What's in your bag?" asked Tuwa after some distance from the village. He saw Xiao Lan'er take a small bag, thinking it was something to eat.

Xiao Lan'er subconsciously looked at the cloth bag hanging diagonally around her waist, and said softly: "It contains some paper money and tobacco, and I will burn it for grandpa later." There are also black donkey hooves, garlic and the like. When I used to go to the town, I heard some old Taoist priests use these to deal with evil things, and I hope it can come in handy. In addition, today's funeral was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to give my grandfather some paper money, for fear that he would not have enough money to spend there. He has been frugal all his life and is reluctant to eat well, and he can't go there without buying some good wine" Although he doesn't know where people go after death, in his understanding it should be another world, and that entanglement is always indispensable. Give a little bit of yin and a second, maybe grandpa's soul can go home early.

Tuwa was stunned, and after thinking for a while, she reacted and said: "That's right, money can make ghosts grind, or you think thoughtfully." But where did you come from, the black donkey's hooves, the old Taoist priest in the town won't be a god stick in the rivers and lakes. Last time I went to the town with my dad to deliver goods, I also calculated a hexagram in my spare time, and said that I couldn't marry a wife, that I was a lonely star or something, I was so angry that I almost beat that old thing, and then I secretly peed on his stall. After saying that, Tuwa gloated, and it was very funny to think about it.

"This is the wild donkey's hooves that my grandfather picked up when he came back from hunting, and I kept it in the storehouse, and I just turned it out. It doesn't matter if it's useless, just be prepared. Xiao Lan'er replied.

The atmosphere that was originally very tense was relieved by Tuwa's words, and Xiao Lan'er also had a daily smile on her face. Giggled: "It's also a lone star, hahahaha, I think you're a heavenly orangutan." ”

"But I didn't believe in any demons and superstitions, and we don't do anything wrong, and we're not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, how can it be so easy to meet."

"That's right! Even if we do, don't we have a high priest grandfather, who will protect us. At this time, Tuwa couldn't help but worry about the high priest's physical condition, having said that, she still looked worried when she saw today's backlash. I hope it's okay, he muttered silently.

Xiao Lan'er looked back at the residence of the high priest at the end of the village, the night was dim, and she could only take a general look. At this time, I'm afraid that the high priest's grandfather is already asleep.

The two of them had already walked to the mountainside, and if they overlooked Fenglan Village from the mountain, they were already wrapped in dense trees, and they could only faintly see a little open roof. After all, the size of the village is not very large.

At the end of the village, the residence of the high priest.

In a darkened cellar, lit by a faint candlelight, a rickety figure sat in front of a small altar, surrounded by rows of bamboo shelves, on which were placed all sorts of strange, antique-looking ornaments, some of them black stones, and some of the dead and peeled skulls and bone fragments of animals. On a shelf there are many yellowed and worn books, some of them made of animal skin, some of them made of bamboo slips and paper.

By the light, the high priest frowned, his eyes were focused on flipping through an ancient leather book, coughing a few times from time to time, holding a white cloth in his left hand that had long been stained with blood, and the black nails of his five fingers reflected the light darkly, and a few drops of undried blood dripped from between his fingers.

The leather book is full of eerie writing and some jerky symbols, some of which have faded and are covered with mottled marks of time. The high priest flipped his right hand, turned his thumb and pinched his middle finger fiercely, and a stream of bloodish blood dripped on the turtle shell placed in front of him. The dripping blood followed the sunken veins and instantly encompassed the entire turtle shell. In an instant, a dazzling golden light bloomed from above, even overshadowing the light of the candle flame.

The high priest said something in his mouth, completely ignoring the wounded finger: "With my blood as a guide, in the name of the witch god, I will find the way back of the dead spirit, and ask the great witch god to come down to the world to convey the supreme will and inform my generation of the direction of life." ......"As the high priest's spell fell, the turtle shell flew in front of him, and a powerful coercion rushed to his face, and suddenly the back of the turtle shell cracked, and a thick black mist drilled out of the crack, and the temperature of the entire cellar suddenly dropped to freezing, and there was a babbling sound around, and a spiral air flow swirled around the high priest.

The cold aura was terrifying, and the high priest's body leaned back slightly, as if it had been affected. Regardless of his frightened mood, he reverently looked at the black fog in front of him, and his hands were crossed diagonally in a cross to his chest, looking humble.

"Bold junior, dare to wake up this seat privately" The black mist turned into a vague human head, his eyes burned with black flames, he was full of anger, and said unceremoniously.

"Great witch god, don't be angry, junior is a last resort to make this decision to wake you up, I have something important to ask for, otherwise I won't go to great lengths to break Yangshou." The high priest hurriedly said, he didn't dare to disobey the black group in front of him at all.

The witch god is a god of belief inherited from the Wu clan, and the people of the witch clan have psychic abilities that are different from ordinary people, and can predict the future and divinate the past. And now on this continent, the Wu clan has also declined, and there are very few people who understand the art of the Wu clan. And the great wizard is the only person in Fenglan Village who has the blood of the Wu clan, it is said that his biological mother is a member of the Wu clan, and married a clansman in Fenglan Village, and then I don't know why, only he was left alone in the village.

The black mist had a hideous face, and said unceremoniously: "I think you are a descendant of the Wu Clan, otherwise you will be sent to the boundless purgatory, and you will never be able to get out." When the time is told, come quickly, this seat must not stay for too long, otherwise it will upset the balance of this world and invite trouble. ”

Seeing this, the high priest hurriedly asked, "Recently, strange things have happened frequently in Fenglan Village, and the sound of wailing in the mountain behind the ancestral hall has occasionally occurred in recent years. Ghosts are born, and everything is withered. "Twelve words, please ask the noble witch god to guide our generation." With that, he bowed slightly forward to show his sincerity and listen to the decree.

"The bloody catastrophe is back! All this is providential, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, all this has its own certainty, and you are also in danger. With that, the black mist suddenly distorted, and its originally hideous expression became even more weird, and suddenly its face was terrified and trembling, as if it had encountered something terrible. A terrible scream came from his mouth: "No! No! No! …… Yes! ............" and then disappeared.

The turtle shell floating in its mouth also fell to the ground with a scream, clattering and shattering into several pieces. The high priest who knelt on the spot was even more frightened, and could not calm down for a long time. He couldn't believe that even the great witch god had fallen into such a tragic situation, I am afraid that this matter has no power to return to the sky, and now that he is old, he does not ask about the world, I am afraid that he is also powerless. In addition, the folding of Yangshou has made the body worse at the moment, and I don't know how long it will last, and I am even more helpless. He looked at the direction of the cellar sky and said to himself in despair: "I'm afraid that the Yunlan Continent will never have peace again, the wind and rain are shaking, hey,"

The clouds of the river are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings. In fact, the small Fenglan Village has long been caught in a turbulent whirlpool, and no one can be left alone.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, at this time, Xiao Lan'er and Tuwa had already come to the door, the two of them were out of breath, stretched their backs, and walked to the cave. From the outside, there was a faint light, and they were no longer surprised. For as long as I can remember, incense has been passed down all year round, never extinguished, even in bad weather.

The location of the ancestral hall is on the top of the mountain, there is a platform on it, hundreds of people can stand, the peak is a natural rock structure, straight into the sky, the whole mountain stretches for dozens of miles, people say: "Gui Lan Peak", the origin is the name of the wind Lan God and his legendary heroic deeds combined, inherited to this day. There is a poem in the clan that describes: "There is a Lan God on Guilan Peak, and he swallows thousands of miles of wind and clouds." The king of a hundred battles on the battlefield is not smiling, and he has left his fame in front of him. For outsiders, they prefer to call it Guixin Mountain, "Return, return, Hu does not return." As for what that means, no one knows now.

Walking into the cave, the candle flame flickered, approaching to observe, looking up for a long time. The tall and majestic stone statue is still not angry.

Xiao Lan'er's eyes are full of admiration, maybe one day he also wants to be a great strong man to be worshipped, and the seeds of his dreams are quietly planted in his heart. Looking around, except for the crackling sound of the spontaneous combustion of the candle flame, the ancestral hall was quiet and harmonious. He strode to the sacrificial platform, took out the three products of incense from his arms, and the three products of incense were generally used to worship the gods and Buddhas, and after lighting them, he called the earth baby to kneel down and worship them reverently, and then he was firmly inserted on the incense burner.

Then he took out a piece of linen cloth to clean up the debris on the table a little, and Tuwa also came to help when she saw this, picked up the broom next to her and cleaned it up.

"Xiao Lan'er, why did you say that the great Fenglan God is in our village? However, none of the clansmen in our village are Yu Lan Masters, and I have not heard of anyone who has awakened the Lan Li bloodline. Tuwa said as she swept.

"I remember when my grandfather was drunk, he had a casual conversation with me, and he said that Master Yulan is not something that we ordinary people can do, and it takes a great opportunity. Lord Fenglanshen, it has a history of nearly a thousand years in our village, and the information that has been handed down is extremely rare, and even the genealogy is only slightly mentioned. Xiao Lan'er replaced the extinguished candle and lit it again, recalling the memory of talking to the old pole head.

Tuwa was also interested at this time and continued to ask: "Did the old pole head grandfather say how to awaken the bloodline?" ”

"No, let's go ask the high priest grandfather tomorrow, he knows a lot. You see, although our village is a descendant of the Fenglan God, there has never been a Yu Lan Master in the clan, not even the high priest grandfather, I only know that he is a descendant of the Wu clan. It seems that the ability he has is different from that of the Yulan Master, and there is actually not only the Yulan Master on this continent. I haven't been in the village since I was born, the most I can do is go to the town and visit the market, the outside world is very big," Xiao Lan'er said longingly, he also wanted to know how wonderful the outside world was.

Tuwa glanced at her mouth and said unwillingly: "Yes, many people who grew up in a small village like us have stayed in the village all their lives, living, old, sick and dying, where can they go outside to have a while." ”

"Then I'm going to become the second Imperial Lan Master of Fenglan Village! Go to the rivers and lakes and do chivalrous deeds. ”

"You're the second, so who is the first?" Xiao Lan'er asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's you, Xiao Hanbao, I really don't know if your usual brain case is not very bright, how can I not guess. Hahahaha! Tuwa quipped.

Xiao Lan'er was speechless for a moment, Tuwa was sometimes real and innocent and cute, and then said: "Hahaha, that word is a certainty, our two brothers will definitely be able to achieve a fame in the future and restore the old prestige of our Fenglan Village." From now on, you will be the Tulan Master. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to marry a wife. After saying that, he laughed uncontrollably.

"Okay, you little Lan'er, Tu Lan Shi is a lot of soil, although my surname is Tu, but I am not a real person at all. No, no, I have to change my name in the future, such as: Jianghu Liu Yidao, Demon Dao Ancestor, Nan Batian, Ghost Seeing Sorrow, Thousands of Miles of Lone Ranger Yunyun ......"

Xiao Lan'er can't help but be a little funny, but she can't spoil the scenery of Tuwa.

"Hahahaha, the flower thief is almost the same, I know the girls in the flirting clan all day long, don't be like a native grandson every time you meet Aunt Xue."

"What about me, last time you robbed the sugar gourd of the daughter of Aunt Xue's family, I didn't beat my mother less, every time you get into trouble, I help you take the blame, you're embarrassed." Tuwa was angry when she thought about it, and said angrily in her mouth.

Xiao Lan'er didn't answer when she heard him mention the old things, but just smiled charmingly. After all, he has indeed pit the soil baby too many times, whoever let him play when he is young has a simple and honest face, if you don't take the pot, who will take the pot. He enjoyed the days with Tuwa very much, and now only Tuwa was the closest person to him. Because he didn't know where his father and mother were.

After a moment of distraction, Xiao Lan'er looked at the tablet on the sacrificial platform that had been baptized by wind and frost, and wrote: "Fenglan Returns to the Heart of the Divine Seat", the tablet is about a few zhang high, and it is covered with uncleaned cobwebs and miscellaneous dust at this time. He stepped on his feet and climbed up to the altar, asked Tuwa to carry a ladder from the side and climb up on the platform, and muttered, "I don't know why, no one cleans here." So he stretched out his right hand to wipe the dust on it, and when he wiped the word "heart", he suddenly wondered, "Why is there a dot missing from the word heart?" ”

"Tuwa, come and take a look" Xiao Lan'er called, turning her head to look at the Tuwa cleaning in front of the hall.

"What's wrong?" asked Tuwa, who came over with the broom in her hand.

"Didn't you notice anything unusual about the words carved on this stele?"

"Nope. What's the matter" Tuwa Zhangba looked up and said at a loss, not knowing what kind of medicine his gourd was selling.

Xiao Lan'er took a sip, "Stupid! This heart word is obviously missing a point. I told you to read more books! ”

Tuwa touched her head and said with a smile: "Haha! Don't you say that I haven't found it yet, I really can't see it when I look at it from a distance, I think it's written together, and most people don't pay attention to it, why are you asking this? ”

"It's nothing, I think it's weird, forget it, it's just a matter of saying to you, you go and clean up the surroundings again." Xiao Lan'er said angrily, usually Tuwa knows how to eat, and when she encounters reading and literacy, she is sleepy.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lan'er touched the word with her right hand, and the sound of "呲" was caught off guard, and his hand reflexively folded in pain, and saw that his index finger was cut by the sharp bulge above, and a lot of blood was suddenly hung on the stele, as if there was a strong suction force that came to life, and the blood was instantly absorbed by the word, filling the entire font.

"What's wrong?" Tuwa just wanted to turn around, when she heard him scream in pain, and blood flowed from her hands.

"Boom!" The entire ancestral hall suddenly shook and made a violent sound, and the two of them were shaken and swayed, and they didn't have time to be surprised, and they saw the hundred-meter-high stone statue trembling and falling down many fragmented stones, and the dust was flying. From the position of the auspicious clouds of the stone statue, a pitch-black hole of adult size appeared, about a few feet high from the sacrificial platform where the two of them were.

The wind outside the cave was howling, and the trees were rattling. Patches of candles in the cave have been disturbed by an unknown magnetic field, and some have been extinguished.

After a while, the ancestral hall regained its calm, and Xiao Lan'er and Tuwa calmed down their surprise. The bold little Lan'er pointed to the exposed hole and took the lead and said, "Tuwa, you see that a hole has appeared on it, as if I touched some mechanism just now." ”

Tuwa also looked at the situation when he heard the sound, and he was also hurriedly afraid. He looked up and said, "Hey, there's really something up there, do you want to find out?"

"Good! But I'm afraid it's a little difficult for us to go up, let's see how we go up, by the way, let's find out if the ancestral hall has a rope or something, we can climb up. The bold little Lan'er didn't care about her injured fingers, jumped off the altar, and looked around.

After a while, the two of them found a few thick hemp ropes from a corner, tied them in a zigzag shape, and tied a large stone to the head, and threw the stone into the mouth of the cave with their joint efforts. Tuwa tested the firmness and said, "Come, your hand is injured and go up first, and I will support you in the back." He looked at Xiao Lan'er and said.

After a cup of tea, the two of them had already climbed up, looked at the bottomless black hole, looked at each other, and swallowed their saliva. At this time, they also had lingering fears and did not dare to act rashly. Xiao Lan'er then took out a brand-new candle from the cloth bag, lit it with a fire breaker, and probed into the hole. After looking at it for a long time, he said: "Tuwa, you see that the inside is a little deeper in front, and there seem to be some stone steps in the back, so it should be fine for us to go down carefully." ”

Seeing this, Tuwa said, "Okay, so I'll go down first to see if it's stable, and then you can come down." With that, he jumped down.

Bang, has landed, Xiao Lan'er put down the candle and fire fold in her hand, Tuwa picked up the candle to light it, looked around, and found that there was nothing shocking except for the stone wall, a few meters ahead of some recessed nests lined with dusty old candlesticks, it seems that this hole is man-made.

"Xiao Lan'er, you come down, it's safe down below." called Xiao Lan'er, who was poking her head. Then he slowly climbed down with the help of a rope.

"It seems to be an artificial redundant passage, and it should be a grotto." Xiao Lan'er looked ahead and said.

Tuwa passed the candle in her hand and lit the old candlestick of the nest. Suddenly, the whole corridor lit up. You can clearly see what is ahead. The two of them walked in together.

After a few turns, many dead corpses came into view in the tunnel, some of them were fighting each other, some of them were slumped on the ground, quietly turning into dry bones. There were many unidentified weapons scattered on the ground, scattered around.

"Ahh Xiao Lan'er suddenly stumbled and almost fell to the ground, seeing that he was mixed by a skull under his feet, Tuwa was also taken aback when she saw this, after all, seeing the terrifying and weird scene in front of her, full of killing and death, it was inevitable to feel a chill. The two of them felt a chill in their hearts, and their backs were cold. I've never seen anything like it.

After a long pause, the panic and nervousness were relieved.

Xiao Lan'er took the lead and said: "Tuwa, this is like a cemetery, the previous people have fought fiercely here, so that both sides are defeated, and it is very tragic." ”

"Yes, like purgatory on earth, what happened here before?" Tuwa also relieved herself and said.

"No matter what happens, let's go in and see the situation, you follow me, if something bad happens, we'll run quickly." Xiao Lan'er plucked up her courage and straightened her thin chest, just like an adult.

Tuwa replied silently, wiped the cold sweat on her palms with her hands, and walked in behind Xiao Lan'er.