I was also hungry, urging Lin Chuan to hurry up and set up a fire.

Ye Jibei volunteered to let him come, took out the dagger and opened his stomach at the pheasant.

It seems that Ye Jibei's dagger to kill pigs and sheep is also a sharp weapon.

Ding Chengbei found some wild vegetables to add flavor, not to mention that they were really delicious when roasted.

High-end ingredients often only need to be cooked in the most ordinary way.

The four of us ate with a mouthful full of oil and feasted on it.

Lin Chuan took off the wine gourd around his waist, made a wine glass out of leaves, and said with a smile: "Two of you, if you don't dislike it, take a sip of rice wine and go to the cold." ”

As soon as I heard the rice wine, my eyes immediately lit up, and it was not too refreshing to drink wine in this cold and snowy place.

Lin Chuan poured a glass for one of us.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky.

The meat in the hall is full of aroma, and the wood is crackling, which is really a unique flavor.

While drinking wine, Ye Jibei shook his head and chanted: "Green ant new wine, red clay small stove." If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a glass of nothing. ”

Lin Chuan pretended to echo: "Brother Ye, good poetry, good poetry!" ”

My teeth were sore, and I pouted and said, "Good poetry, good poetry, if Lao Ye was born in ancient times, he would definitely be a poet." ”

After eating and drinking, everyone gathered around the fire, and Ding Chengbei talked eloquently, telling about the strange things he had encountered in hunting over the years.

Although Lao Ding is half blind, he speaks quite funny, and the stories he tells are also very vivid.

Many taboos in the mountains were vividly expressed by him.

It is also said that every spiritual mountain has a mountain god, just like Su Nian.

However, the mountain gods are not necessarily immortals, and some spirits who have achieved cultivation will also pretend to be mountain gods, so as to enjoy the worship of the world.

And ordinary people can't tell the truth of the mountain god at all.

In the past, there was a land temple every few tens of meters in the countryside, and those land temples were very simple, a few bluestone slabs and a few tiles could be built into a temple.

Now think about it, how can there be so many land bodhisattvas in a village, which are clearly the residences of some spirits, but they are regarded as land lords by the common people.

But this kind of thing is not surprising, the so-called white cat and black cat, as long as it can catch the mouse, it is a good cat, the same reason, as long as it can bless the people with good weather.

With Lao Ding's storytelling to pass the time, time flies quickly.

The snow began to fall heavily.

In a few moments, it was white, and the treetops were covered with ice ballast.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

If someone wants to live in seclusion, then this town evil temple must be a good choice.

Of course, this kind of place is lonely and difficult.

It is deserted and the scenery is beautiful, except for the inconvenience of life.

I couldn't help but take out my phone and take a few pictures.

In the afternoon, we all snoozed on the hay, and until the evening, the wind and snow outside had not stopped.

Fortunately, there is an evil temple here, otherwise the four of us would have been frozen to death if we were not frozen to death.

It soon darkened, and a north wind was blowing outside.

The snow fell more at night, and it can only be described as the snow falling on Xuanyuan as big as a seat.

In the silent night, a raging fire burned in the hall, and Ding Chengbei's hoarse voice spread to everyone's ears.

When it was time to arrive, Ye Jibei, who was originally leaning against the wall and napping, sat up and said with a solemn expression: "Listen! ”。

Ding Chengbei suddenly shut up, and all of us heard the noise outside.

It was the same as we heard last night, but mixed with other sounds, the shouts of the army, and the sound of the north wind blowing the flag.

And there are some singing voices mixed in there, as if there is a troupe outside.

After hearing this voice, all of us suddenly fell asleep, and all of us were in good spirits.

Ding Chengbei's face changed, and he said in a low voice: "It's here!" ”。

Ye Jibei gave each of us a rune paper and asked us to stick it on the center of our eyebrows, the same as the zombie paste.

He said that this talisman paper can stabilize our souls, and will not be swept away by the evil spirits.

I said in my heart that you kid knows a lot, and at first I believed your nonsense, and I thought you were really a cowardly guy.

I put two copper coins in my shoes in advance, one against the other, stepping on the yin and yang road, indicating that we are eating the food of the dead.

This method really worked, at least the average lonely ghost wouldn't dare to use his brains against me.

The sound grew closer, and the fire burned brighter and brighter, as if it had been affected by this strange sound.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the entrance of the main hall, and under the light of the fire, we clearly saw it holding a sharp sword, and its cloak moving with the wind.

But strangely, this black shadow has no head, no head!

Although we were not afraid of the bold words before, the timidity in our hearts at this moment arises spontaneously.

I instinctively tightened the chrysanthemum, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on my forehead.

Even if it's a ghost, I admit it, but I never thought that this ghost actually didn't have a head.

The sound of the tapping stopped abruptly, and the black shadow stepped into the hall, and my heart rose to my throat.

Lin Chuan craned his neck, trying to see what kind of monster it was.

But I saw that a demonic wind suddenly blew outside, and the snow blew in from the door, and the flames fell northward.

A headless horseman appeared in the hall.

It rode a tall horse, dressed in black, and the horse was also black, but the horse looked a little strange.

Tall is tall, but very thin, like a paper horse.

Even so, the sense of oppression he gave us was still very strong.

Especially the shadow reflected in the flames, which is called a horror.

Ding Chengbei bent his bow and arrows, looking ready to strike first.

I quickly whispered, "Don't act rashly. Now the situation is unknown, we can't act rashly, in case this monster is angered, then we are afraid that we will not be able to eat and walk around.

At this time, Ye Jibei suddenly stepped forward and walked around the headless horseman for a while, I still wondered what Ye Jibei was doing, why he was not afraid of this evil at all.

Ye Jibei was as timid as a mouse before, but now he has become bold.

Ye Jibei walked around the Headless Horseman a few times, suddenly picked up a firewood stick from the ground, and then reached out and picked it up, directly picking up the Headless Horseman's black coat.