Chapter 252: Hidden
"It's not impossible that what you said is not impossible, anyway, I don't know how many years ago this happened, and I can't fully believe it when it comes to hearsay." I frowned.
"If you want to know the truth, don't you know it all after one night here?" Ding Chengbei interjected.
He's agitating the law, damn it, just stay, I'm afraid he won't make it!
"Okay, just stay for one night, I'll see what the hell the demon will be." I sneered twice, since I have come here, wouldn't it be too cost-effective to leave without seeing the true face of the demon general.
And he has to be looked down upon by Lin Chuan and Ding Chengbei.
The four of us took counsel and stayed in the main hall.
Originally, we wanted to go to the second and third floors to have a look, but the passages to the second and third floors were all blocked, and we couldn't get there, and we didn't know what secret was hidden on them.
The inside of the Demon Suppression Hall was very clean, not like it was uninhabited, but the remaining tables and benches were covered with a faint layer of dust.
There were still a few pits left in the fruit bowl on the table.
Most of them were left behind by some spirits and family immortals.
The door of the side hall was also blocked by stones, and it was the same on both sides, so it seemed that we had no choice but to stay in the main hall.
Since you want to live here, the preparation still has to be done, dry firewood, fresh water, ingredients.
Ding Chengbei volunteered to go hunting, but Lin Chuan was not at ease, afraid that his old arms and legs would die in the mountains, so he went with him.
Ye Jibei and I made a fire, and while roasting the fire, I asked him, "Old Ye, do you think this hall is clean?" ”
Ye Jibei smashed his mouth and said: "It's hard to say, anyway, this evil hall is not simple, what I saw on the stone tablet just now was not completely said." ”
My heart moved, and I understood that Ye Jibei was paying more attention, and he didn't mean not to tell me.
Instead, he didn't believe Lin Chuan and Ding Chengbei, so I asked in a low voice, "What else did it say?" ”
"The ghost seal is indeed in the hands of the demon general, and the Jizo King Bodhisattva has indeed been here, according to the stone tablet, the Taoist priest was a wisp of incarnation of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and later entangled with the demon king and became one."
"The King of the Earth Bodhisattva wants to regain it, and this evil demon will be a more powerful figure than the second general."
"However, the Demon Suppression Ghost General is indeed delirious, so the Netherworld Ghost Seal is not worn on the body for a long time, and it is likely to be hidden in this hall!"
"Could it be that the Jizo King Bodhisattva can't destroy the Demon King?" I asked.
Ye Jibei said: "I don't know, that's all there is to the content on the stele, I told you everything I knew, as for the truth and falsehood, you can tell by yourself." ”
After listening to Ye Jibei's words, I was simply stupid, Ye Jibei could, he actually hid such important news, and only told me the truth.
"Although the Nether Ghost Seal can command thousands of evil spirits, it is of little use to us, right?" I swallowed my saliva, although the Nether Ghost Seal was a treasure, it was for the dead after all.
I don't feel red-eyed.
"Why is it useless, with this ghost seal, you can command the Yin soldiers, and when the time comes, won't we be the same as the King of the Mountain?" Ye Jibei's eyes lit up.
I said, do you want to fight the idea of the ghost seal?
Can the two of us find the Ghost Seal?
Ye Jibei said: "According to the records on the stone tablet, the Netherworld Ghost Seal and the Haoran Dragon Seal are a pair, and it would be great to be able to find these two things at the same time!" ”
Damn, the Netherworld Ghost Seal hasn't figured it out yet, and a Haoran Dragon Seal pops up again.
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, waved my hand and said, "I'm not interested in this thing, there are many people who must covet all treasures, I'm fed up!" ”
A crockpot river has already made a storm in the city, can these two things be touched by a mortal like me?
"Forget it, forget it, let's wait and see what happens, and don't let it go if there is such an opportunity." Ye Jibei waved his hand.
I nodded and said, I'll talk about it then, I'll talk about it then.
Although I was curious about these two things, I didn't dare to make up my mind.
I don't even know what the Netherworld Ghost Seal and the Haoran Dragon Seal are, where do I dare to make a bad idea.
Maybe Lin Chuan and Ding Chengbei don't necessarily know something, anyway, now I have a hundred worries about the two of them.
The sky soon darkened, and Ding Chengbei and Lin Chuan rushed back from outside with a snowstorm, and the two of them were still carrying mountain delicacies and game in their hands.
Hares pheasants these.
It's really worthy of the old hunter of Woxue, if I guess I can't even find a chicken feather.
Ye Jibei's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he said in a chatter: "Quick, roast and eat, I'm starving." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Chengbei whispered: "Young man, don't talk nonsense, you can't shout hungry in the mountains." ”
When we heard what he said, we were all stunned and asked him what he meant.
You can't say you're hungry in the mountains, what's the point?
Lin Chuan explained with a smile: "There are too many ghosts and spirits in this mountain, and there are many rules and taboos. ”
It seems that Lin Chuan is really not an ordinary person, otherwise how would he know about the seemingly superstitious taboo.
He said that all mountains must hide spirits, and the living should not talk nonsense in these places, otherwise they will be entangled by spirits.
When I was a child, I also heard old people say that if they said they were hungry in the mountains, they would get hungry ghosts.
You will feel more and more hungry until you can't even lift your feet in the back, and you will become a stand-in for the starving ghost.
Even if there is a superstitious element in these things, the words handed down by the old people are often experienced.
Nor can it be completely denied.