It turned out that Zhang Wannian's great-grandfather Zhang Yaozong accidentally ate a bone on his 80th birthday, and the children and grandchildren watched Zhang Yaozong have difficulty breathing, chest tightness and shortness of breath, but they couldn't think of a good way, someone kept beating Zhang Yaozong's back, but the bone was always stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out.

Not long after, Zhang Yaozong died of anger, and the children and grandchildren put Zhang Yaozong in a coffin after dressing it, and invited a mage to overtake Zhang Yaozong.

When the mage was in high spirits, he suddenly heard a sound in the coffin, and when he listened carefully to his ears, he made a roar of "uh-huh" from the coffin, and the mage was afraid that the coffin would "blow up the corpse" and cause harm, so he found a rope to tie the coffin tightly, and quickly buried Zhang Yaozong in the ground and slipped away.

Yao Banxian pinched his fingers, and had a plan in his heart, after he roughly knew the location of Zhang Yaozong's cemetery, he asked Zhang Wannian and the others to go home and wait for the time being, and he had his own way to deal with it.

Yao Banxian and the old man returned home, it was already the fourth watch, and the roosters in the town began to crow one after another.

When he came to the hall, the old man asked Yao Banxian: "How can the Gu poison on this kid's body be solved, I know you have a way, don't sell it to me anymore?" ”

Yao Banxian took out the small gourd bottle from his waist, handed it to the old man, and said, "Rub it on scabies, three times a day, don't use it at noon, otherwise it will mess up the true qi." ”

The old man took the gourd bottle, pinched it in his hand, he looked at the gourd bottle carefully, and said in amazement: "This is not the corpse water, what?" ”

Yao Banxian said: "The one in this kid is a Gu demon, the yang energy is excited, and it takes the things of the yin to surrender, as the so-called one thing descends to one thing, the corpse water is the yin of the yin, and it is the elixir of yang." ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Can this bottle of corpse water be cured?" ”

Yao Banxian replied: "No, as the so-called ninety-nine to one, you need the corpse water of nine corpses to wipe the affected area, at that time, the fur of this kid's whole body will all recede, and the yin charm in his body will be enlightened, he is like a snake and a dragon, and he can be reborn, whether he can find the nine corpses of the fate depends on his creation." ”

The old man listened to it like a mist in front of him, and he couldn't figure it out for a long time, but he secretly admired Yao Banxian for being so powerful, able to predict the future and know the past, and he was in awe of Yao Banxian, and he continued to ask: "How can I find the other eight corpses?" ”

Yao Banxian looked at the sky and said, "Do you have the courage to go up Yin Mountain with me tonight?" It's a mess of graves, and it's not a place to mess with. ”

The old man said: "The old man has been guarding the ancient tomb of Lingshan alone for decades, and he has never seen any ghosts and gods, as long as he can save this kid, even if he breaks into the eighteenth layer of hell, what is there to fear?" I'll go with you. ”

The ancients of Yinshan called the mountain of people, because the outline resembles a person and got the name, the descendants changed its name to Renshan, located in the northwest of Longgu Town, it is the first big mountain leading to Lingshan, there is a main peak and two sub-peaks, the secondary peaks are arranged around the main peak, such as the left shoulder and right arm of people, Yinshan faces the Longgu Town, the terrain is gentle, there are a few small soil slopes that are not big, the back is a cliff, the thousand-year-old vines are entwined on the cliff, the birds and beasts here are rare, not to mention the people set foot in.

More than 100 years ago, a white-headed old man passed by Longgu Town, he came to the town to set a compass, and found that Yinshan was like a big Buddha sitting cross-legged, and his arms stretched out to hold Longgu Town in his arms, feeling that this is an excellent feng shui treasure land, since then, people in Longgu Town flocked to it, and buried the ancestral tombs of Jiashan on Yinshan.

With the passage of time, most of the families in Longgu Town have become wrong, and most of the graves on Yinshan have been left unattended and in disrepair.

Thirty years ago, on a rainy night with thunderstorms, someone saw the crazy old man in the town, Feng Qingsan, carrying a lantern, by a pair of men and women in navy blue coats, laughing and limping into Yinshan and disappearing into the rainy night.

Some people say that he was sucked dry of the blood by the man and woman and became a lonely ghost on the mass grave, and some people say that he was enchanted by the pair of men and women, and he was guarding the mass grave on the Yin Mountain, and when someone broke into the mass grave, he sucked the blood of that person, and since then, no one has set foot in the mass grave, and the mass grave has gradually been forgotten.

As the sky gradually darkened, the old man bathed the baby, opened the lid of the small gourd, poured out the liquid and wiped the scabies on the baby's body, and the baby ate some rice cereal and fell asleep in the old man's arms.

The old man looked at the sky, a little anxious, he came to Yao Banxian's bedroom, Yao Banxian was lying on the bed and falling asleep, the old man woke up Yao Banxian, and asked eagerly: "It's dark, I'm waiting for you to leave, why are you still lying on the Four Corners Mountain?" ”

Yao Banxian pretended to be surprised and asked, "Leave?" Where to? ”

The old man was anxious, and said angrily: "Have you forgotten what you told me during the day, why don't you talk to this demon and half-immortal?" ”

Yao Banxian thought about it and got up, looked at the sky outside, and said, "It seems that there is such a thing, I thought you went back to the Lingshan Ancient Tomb, it's still early, let me sleep for a while?" He lay down on his side again.

The old man dragged Yao Banxian up and shouted: "What time is it, how can you use your time to entertain my grandfather and grandson, take me quickly, my grandfather and grandson will leave after the matter is done, and they will not bother again." ”

Yao Banxian got up and straightened the white coat on his body, he poked his head out of the window, the night was cloudless, and a full moon was hanging on the mountain. He took the thanksgiving stick and went out of the door, and when he came to the door, Yao Banxian and Jiading talked a few words and went to the direction of Yinshan, and the old man followed closely with the baby in his arms.

Walk through a few alleys, go up a few miles along the ancient blue brick road, come to the broken temple at the head of the town, the broken temple is surrounded by withered grass, two hundred-year-old Bodhi banyan trees resolutely stand in front of the temple, a gust of night wind hits, the leaves of the banyan tree rustle, a few crows feel the strange, flutter their wings out of the banyan leaves, quack and fly to the top of the Yin Mountain.

Passing by the broken temple came to the foot of Yin Mountain, at this time the full moon has jumped out of the mountain, like a red-hot disc hanging in the eastern sky, as the saying goes, "the moon of fifteen is sixteen round, seventeen is more dazzling", really the moon of the seventeenth lunar calendar is more breathtaking than ever.

Yao Banxian and the old man walked into Yinshan along the path paved with blue bricks one after the other, and they walked slowly up along the path, Yao Banxian held a gratitude stick in his right hand and an ancient compass in his left hand to explore the way in front.

There are many graves around, and the blue brick and stone monument are broken, as if walking into an ancient city, but the ancient city is not noisy, but surprisingly quiet, you can hear your own heartbeat and breathing, and occasionally the sound of crickets around you also reminds Yao Banxian and the old man that he is still alive.

Gradually, he left the moonlight behind him, and came to the shade of the first dirt slope of Yin Mountain, where weeds and trees were overgrown, and in an instant, the wind gusted, and the money on the ground rolled over......

Two night depressions croaked and swept over the old man's head, adding a touch of coolness to the silent valley, and the night depression stopped on the trunk of the tree in front of them, as if waiting for Yao Banxian and the old man, and when the half-immortal and the old man walked in, the night depression fluttered its wings and flew forward again.

Suddenly, a cool breeze was piercing behind the old man, and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps running towards them, and behind him came the mournful cry of a young woman, the sound of which echoed in the valley.

When the old man wanted to turn his head to look back, Yao Banxian grabbed the old man's sleeve and said eagerly: "Don't look back, we met the ghost crying grave." ”

The old man said, "Why is this, is a man or a ghost afraid of what he will do?" ”

Yao Banxian said: "There is a surplus of yin qi here, there must be a woman buried nearby, if you see something that should not be seen, if the yang qi is not enough to suppress the yin qi, the back will be cold and a cold sweat, and the heavy will be bedridden." ”

The old man listened to Yao Banxian's words, he lowered his head and followed closely behind Yao Banxian, looked at the sleeping baby in his arms, and clenched the shovel in his right hand.

The two of them rounded the dirt slope and ushered in the moonlight, and the chatter behind them also stopped.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, they continued to go up the mountain road, but after a long time they had already come to the halfway up the mountainside, the road on the mountainside was crisscrossed, and small dirt bags were distributed among them, and no one had set foot on the mountain for many years, and the small dirt bags were covered with dead grass, and occasionally some stone tablets were seen standing in the grass.

At this time, when the bright moon was in the sky, the two of them stopped to rest, and as far as the eye could see, the mountains in the distance were low, and the outlines became clearer and clearer under the reflection of the moonlight, and the mountains disappeared at the end of the sight. The ancient town of Longgu at the foot of the mountain is like a sleeping baby, embraced by the peaks on both sides of Yin Mountain......

Yao Banxian exclaimed: "It is really an excellent place for feng shui. He looked around and sighed again, "Alas, things must be reversed, and now they have become mass graves." ”

There were a few cooing sounds in the pine forest behind him, and a flock of wild birds rushed out of the forest and flew towards the second peak of Yin Mountain.

The old man asked Yao Banxian, "Where are you going, making it so mysterious?" ”

Yao Banxian looked at the ancient compass and said, "It's nearby, don't talk when you start later, don't be reckless, just listen to my orders." ”

The old man felt that Yao Banxian always spoke without a head or tail, which made him confused for a long time, is this a condition that he must have to become a half-immortal, he didn't think too much, looked at the sleeping baby in his arms, and said in his heart: As long as this kid can be saved, Yao Banxian told him to just obey, and then the old man subconsciously "um".

Yao Banxian saw that the old man agreed reluctantly, so he sighed a few times and said, "Look at your bad appearance, I don't know what you are thinking in your heart?" didn't want anything else, just to ......" He didn't want to break the heavenly machine, so he had to stop.

The old man was confused again......

Yao Banxian followed the direction of the ancient compass and walked into a small road, the old man followed closely, and after walking a distance, he came to the edge of a mound, there were more than ten small dirt bags distributed on the mound, and the weeds covered the path.

Most of the steles of the small earthen bags had collapsed and were pressed tightly on the ground, and when the thirteenth small earthen bag was found, the stele was still standing upright, but it was covered with moss.

Yao Banxian brushed aside the moss, and a few big characters appeared in front of him: the tomb of the elder Zhang Yaozong.

Yao Banxian was overjoyed and said: "I finally found it, Zhang Wannian is talking about this tomb, whether they can escape this festival depends on their creation." ”

The old man was a little unhappy, and said in his heart, it turned out that the demon half-immortal went up to Shanyin Mountain for the kid surnamed Zhang, I came to make some fun, he was angry and wanted to turn around and leave.

Yao Banxian grabbed the old man and shouted: "You bad old man, what kind of mess are you making, do you want to save this kid's life, do you have to let me break the mystery?" ”

"Don't be mysterious, it's not ...... to bully us countrymen," the old man said so, but he had no choice but to obey Yao Banxian's arrangement.

Yao Banxian roughly checked the environment around the tomb, he picked up the ancient compass and stood in the center of the tomb, the needle of the ancient compass shook for a moment and then stopped, pointing to a pass in the distant mountain range.

After a while, Yao Banxian said: "The mountain of the tomb is a pass, and the yang energy is lost along the pass, and the people of later generations are weak and prone to illness. ”

Yao Banxian raised the gratitude stick in his hand, facing the full moon, and recited a few incantations in his mouth, and the gratitude stick emitted a burst of light and turned into a sharp shovel.

The old man was dumbfounded, and said in his heart: This Yao Banxian really has some ability.

By the light of the moon, the two dug their graves, and the sound of shovels shoveling the earth was so crisp and powerful that anyone who did not know the reason would have thought them to be grave robbers. The old man wanted to put the baby on the ground so that he could use his strength, but he was afraid that the baby would be taken by the wild beast.

After a stick of incense, the grave revealed the earthy red coffin lid.

Yao Banxian shoveled all the soil on the lid, and checked the decay of the coffin, and found that some of the wood at the bottom was loose, and the others were still intact.

Yao Banxian slapped the lid of the coffin three times in a row, and there were words in his mouth: "The old ghost underground, all the ghosts and gods have opened the way, I will wait to disturb it, the full moon has been burned, and the Yin and Yang River is ......."

Seeing that there was no sound in the coffin, Yao Banxian's heart was relieved, he raised the shovel in his hand, aimed it at the full moon, and recited a few more incantations, and the shovel emitted a light and turned into a crowbar.

Yao Banxian stuffed the crowbar into the coffin cover and the coffin seam, and vigorously pried open the coffin cover, the old man used enough internal force to push the coffin cover open, and a burst of blue flames slowly rose from the coffin and floated around, which was very beautiful.

As a foul smell overflowed from the coffin, the old man and Yao Banxian were disgusted.

Yao Banxian fanned the coffin with his long sleeves, and after the filthy air in the coffin was dissipated, he found a dry corpse lying on his side in the coffin, the shrouds, bedding and other burial goods in the coffin were messy, the eyes of the dry corpse were bulging, the face was hideous, extremely terrifying, and the two dry and ancient black hands were tightly pinching the futon respectively, as if they were still dying.

Yao Banxian looked at the old man and said: "As I expected, this old ghost returned to the sun in the coffin, it must be the bone stuck in the throat that fell, he struggled in the coffin, but no one rescued him, and finally died of lack of oxygen and despair, he didn't blink his eyes, no wonder the descendants suffered this catastrophe, I hate that the straw bag mage is ignorant, otherwise this old ghost can live for a few more years." ”

After the two sorted out the funeral goods and shrouds, let the corpse lie flat in the coffin, Yao Banxian rubbed the neck of the dried corpse with his right hand, and found that the yin qi in the neck hit his hand, he rubbed it along the neck and to the chest, and pressed down hard three times on the chest, only to hear the dry corpse scream "uh", and a resentment rose from the coffin, and instantly disappeared.

Yao Banxian said: "You are down, rest in peace, brother, I am destined to give you a ride, the juniors are very good, don't bother them again." ”

The scream of the dry corpse alarmed the surroundings, and a nighthawk suddenly came out of the forest, flew over the full moon, and flew towards the top of Yin Mountain, landing on the dead tree on the top of the mountain and cooing, the cry was empty and resentful, as if it was calling to the gate of hell, and every sound involved Yao Banxian's heart.

Yao Banxian vaguely felt a hint of ominous omen hanging over his heart, but he didn't know what it was? He told the old man to speed up. He pointed the ancient compass at the main peak on the far pass, moved the coffin's pointing to the right and moved a square path, and the coffin's direction moved out of the pass, reforming a line with the pointer's pointer.

When he was about to cover the coffin, Yao Banxian saw that the eyes of the dried corpse were still bulging, and he looked at the night sky in despair, he took out a piece of dark paper from his arms and put it on the face of the dried corpse. He felt something greasy at the bottom of the corpse, and he knew it was corpse oil, so he took out another piece of paper from his bosom, wrapped it in corpse oil, and stuffed it into his arms.

The old man used enough internal strength to push the coffin lid over and cover the coffin, and they jumped out of the grave and shoveled the previous soil to bury the coffin.

After the coffin was buried, the full moon had already turned west, and it was already the third watch.

Yao Banxian held the ancient compass in his arms, and led the old man back along the way he came, the nighthawk was gone, and the cry had stopped at some point, and the mountains were surprisingly quiet.

The two entered the pine forest when they came, the forest was full of mist, and a strange smell came to the nostrils, the more they smelled, the more fragrant and intoxicating, and the two white shadows in front of them flickered and disappeared into the forest.

Behind the old man, there were a few screeches of young women, he turned his head sharply, and saw a woman in white covered in blood standing not far behind him, the woman's long hair hung down to her chest to cover her face, and several white claws with skeletons grabbed at the two of them, he quickly lifted the shovel and blocked the claws one by one, and those claws flew into the jungle beside him.

Yao Banxian chuckled in his heart, could it be that he encountered a "ghost burning incense"? As the saying goes, "When you meet a ghost and burn incense, you will be greatly injured if you don't die" He felt a lot of tension in his heart, and exclaimed: "Hold your breath, try not to inhale this smell, it will produce hallucinations, follow me, don't fall behind." ”

Yao Banxian held the gratitude stick in his hand to open the way, and ran quickly, he wanted to run out of this forest as soon as possible. The old man followed closely with the sleeping baby in his arms. The bloody skeletal claws followed their grip.

Suddenly, there were a few more forks in the road, and Yao Banxian didn't have time to take out the ancient compass, he subconsciously ran towards the spacious fork in the road on the far right.

Who would have thought that they had strayed into another forest area, this forest area was even more dark and weird, the scene in front of them loomed in the mist, and dozens of bloody human heads hung on the trunks of the surrounding trees, and the human heads seemed to have just been cut off, and they were still dripping blood. Suddenly, I heard a shout in front of me, and an answer came from behind, adding a touch of terror to this silent forest.

Yao Banxian secretly complained in his heart and scolded: "Damn, I took the wrong path and strayed into the ghost cave, how is this good?" ”

The two wanted to turn around and return, but a bright red coffin was not far away in the middle of the road, each with a white candle lit at the head of the coffin, a woman in Tsing Yi with long hair fluttering lit incense and knelt down, and four maids behind her followed to salute.

Yao Banxian stood up and said: "We have strayed into your land, please forgive us, we will leave quickly and never bother." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi turned her head to look at the two, she looked at the gratitude stick in Yao Banxian's hand again, a hint of a sinister smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, she turned around slowly again, and no longer paid attention to Yao Banxian and the old man.

The old man was in a hurry, grabbed a step, and shouted: "Don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me, Lao Tzu is a ghost servant, and he has the ability to let the horse come......"

As they spoke, an ethereal and resentful roar came from behind them: "If you don't leave, you will break in, let you go to hell......"

Before the words fell, seeing two coffins without lids flying from behind the two of them, Yao Banxian raised his gratitude stick, recited a few incantations, and the two coffins turned into two strange birds and flew out of the forest.

A piece of white bone flew from Yao Banxian's left, knocking off the memory stick in his hand with a bang, and the memory stick rolled to the edge of the road.

Immediately after that, the white bones rained down from all sides, and the old man blocked them one by one with a shovel, and a large group of red-haired ghosts with grinning teeth also killed them with hooks.

Yao Banxian was frightened in his heart, he would not be able to cast the spell without the Gratitude Stick, he ran over, picked up the Gratitude Stick on the ground, but unexpectedly his right foot stepped on the air and slipped off the road, falling into the bottomless pit.

The old man hugged the baby in his arms and jumped down.