Mountain ghosts are the mountain gods admired by the Chu State, and countless tribes even use mountain ghosts as totems.

A mountain spirit who has been worshiped in the deep mountains and old forests for generations.

As for the mountain ghost mysticism.

That's the conjuring.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls walked barefoot, dressed as mountain ghosts, with their hair draped and humming an unknown tune, on the square in the middle of Xianyang.

In the square, the solemn Jiuding is placed, which is oriented in nine directions.

The ancestors often said, "Win the Central Plains, get Jiuding and win the world." ”

This Jiuding was originally Zhou Tianzi standing in Luoyang Wangji, knocking on Jiuding can get the passionate Qingyue elegy, which is the supreme royal power is constantly changing and sending the elegy, but also the elegy of generations of Chinese people suffering from war.

The rites collapsed, and the clay kettle thundered.

Ye Ye shook the lightning, and he was restless. Hundreds of rivers are boiling, and the mountains are collapsing. The high bank is the valley, and the deep valley is the mausoleum.

The sun is blowing, and the people's hearts are not ancient after the deer.

After all, these nine tripods were lying on the land of Daqin, and everyone was staring at the tripod with bated breath, but they didn't dare to take a closer look at the famous mountains and rivers, places of beauty, and strange things drawn on it.

Under the dim night sky, there was not even a single star.

The campfire on the ground crackled and burned, suffocating for no reason in the midsummer night.

The mountain ghost opened his arms, his big sleeves and long hair swayed in the wind, as if bathed in the years of his ancient ancestors, and the strange tone of "Woo Woo Woo -——" was like a thin line, connecting the mortal world and the heavens together.

He said to the co-lord of the Qin State, the Mandate of Heaven: "King Qin, the soul conjuring ceremony can be held." ”

Ying Zheng's cheeks were pale and bloodless, and he walked over with Yeon-yeon's sick face.

The successive blood of his heart was close to hollowing out his spirit, he coughed twice, looked at the white peach lying in the middle of Jiuding, flashed a trace of worry, and his voice became hoarse and trance, as if it was very difficult to say, "Can it be done?" ”

The mountain ghost smiled: "Don't worry, if it doesn't work, you will cut off the head of the mountain ghost and sacrifice the Ganlin in the coming year." ”

"Ahem."

The wound on Ying Zheng's chest was torn open, and his lips seemed to be stained with blood, cold white and bright red confronted, as if wearing a mask of blood and fire, lifeless.

"Perform a spiritualist ritual."

"Yes."

Under the order of the mountain ghost, the whining Xun and the cool bone flute began to play, the big drum was beaten, and under the light of the fire, the boys and girls who played the mountain ghost formed a six-layer circle around the white peach and Jiuding in the middle, and their arms, shoulders, legs and feet swayed greatly, stepping on the rhythm of the flame beating, and running fast with three swings.

The pace is getting faster and more urgent.

The mountain ghost held a rattle, and the money around his neck sounded without wind, and his mouth hummed: "Someone is down, I want to help." The soul is separated, and you give it to you. ”

Someone is in the lower realm, I want to help her, although the body is still there, but the soul has been separated, Wu Yang, Wu Yang, you quickly take a hexagram and return the soul to her.

"Boom—boom—"

A lightning bolt split in the sky, the wind blew around, the branches of the trees were blown to the east and west, the bonfire located in the square was thrown into the sky with flames, the boys and girls were blown with long hair halberds, the bone flute was still blowing the big drum and beating, a black shadow rose from the ground, it first surrounded the unconscious white peach, and then swept in front of the mountain ghost, and the boy laughed: "Boom." ”

"Wuyang Wuyang, you divinate and return the soul to her."

The black shadow called Wu Yang turned his head when he smelled the empty shell, his eyes were extremely sticky, and said, "That's the matter of the Dream Officer, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to follow your words." ”

The mountain ghost ordered the boys and girls below to cut the flesh and skin on their shoulders, and in the splash of flesh and blood, Wu Yang was enshrined by the breath of life, and excitedly wagged his black tail and screamed in the sky.

The mountain ghost said: "You must find out her soul, if it is too late, she will die, and it will be useless to summon the spirit." ”

Wu Yang twisted a few times, divided into thousands of black shadows, searched for the Xianyang Royal City in all directions, and scattered from the Qin State, "The soul returns-"

Wu Yang walked to the east, where thousands of giants were waiting to search for souls, and ten suns were high in the sky day and night, and even the metal and stone were afraid to melt.

"The Soul Returns—"

Neither can the South.

There are wild men with black teeth and carved foreheads, who plunder human flesh as sacrifices, and grind bones into powder, poisonous snakes are as dense as grass, and snakes with nine heads come and go, and they come and go in order to kill humans in order to be crowned gods.

Come back, you can't stay there for long.

"Come back!"

There is a big disaster in the west, and the quicksand is paved for thousands of miles.

As long as it is swept into the thunder abyss by quicksand, it will be unstoppable erosion and collapse, even if it is lucky, it will be an empty and dead city, red ants are taller than elephants, black bees are like gourds, grains cannot grow, only thatch can wrap the belly, and there is nothing to drink water.

"The Soul is back!"

The north wind cannot stay either, there is a high wind that is frozen, and the snow is dense and dense, and one cannot wait there for too long.

The pervasive black shadow searched from the south, south, and northwest, and entered the cultivation gate of Xianyang of the Qin State, Wu Yang kept screaming, shouting to Ying Zheng sitting on the throne: "The soul returns——"

The mountain ghost also moved his eyes to Ying Zheng.

The black shadow surged to the edge of his gold-embroidered royal robe, and slowly turned into a human form, faceless, thin and tall, gliding against his broad shoulders, like some kind of strange-looking stick insect, until it swelled higher and higher, as if it was being dragged by a huge force, straight into the sky, "The soul returns!" There is no heaven. The Soul Returns! You have no place in this secluded capital. ”

The call of the earth came from the ancient sky.

Only then did the mountain ghost shift his gaze to the sky.

Shocked, incredulous thoughts haven't yet come to mind.

He immediately said to Ying Zheng: "I found it, your lord, you quickly retreat and call her." ”

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, the three words "found" were like peeling off the plastic clay on his heart in one fell swoop, and a transparent light came in, and the joy spread rapidly along the limbs, and he could even see Bai Tao lying in his arms, flicking his tail and saying: "Brother Zheng, don't be greedy for fun, I'm back." ”

It seemed that there was no hope, he was shocked and lost, as if he had torn off a piece of flesh from him, his hard fingers trembled uncontrollably, looking at the black fog that pierced the sky, he stepped back step by step, every step seemed to be walking on the edge of the cliff, "Taotao, come back." ”

"Momo, come back."

"Momo, come back."

"Momo, come back."

The mountain ghost believers under the altar were still dancing treacherously, chanting ancient eulogies in their mouths, Ying Zheng was standing in the center of the eye of the storm of fate, he retreated step by step, like a frightened bird eager to peel off the moonlight of the outdoor antenna, "Taotao, I miss you alone, come back." ”

"Come back"

"Come back"

Bai Tao lay on the altar with her eyes closed, and the dazzling light of the fire made her look more like fragile glass.

She's dreaming.

It's supposed to be dreaming, but it's not like it's dreaming. She stood on top of the nine-story palace, the empty palace, cold and solemn, Bai Tao raised her head and stared at the golden glazed tile top that could not be seen, walking on the ground, and saw that she fell an inch of peach petals with every step, this weirdness scared her so much that she didn't dare to walk around, and looked straight at the ground that opened the gate like a flower through the clouds.

What's going on, and where are you?

Bai Tao was still puzzled.

"Who is so bold and reckless that he dares to trespass into the Yuqing Palace!" In the distance, there was a little fairy king riding the clouds, raising his eyebrows at her, and when Bai Tao saw his appearance clearly, he was stunned, "Ganluo? ”

"Ganro?"

Xiao Xianjun heard that she knew herself, and almost fell down in surprise.

When he took a closer look at this peach-cheeked and apricot-eyed girl, the tragic turn of the catastrophe was still vivid, he touched his old arms and legs, and felt that he should still be there: "Little vixen, why did you come up?" “

"Come up? How to get up. Bai Tao raised her eyes in shock, "Am I dead to heaven?" ”

Gan Luo drove the auspicious clouds and swung around her twice, "Could it be that you were killed by that snake demon?" But it shouldn't be, I deliberately said that at the gate of the temple, the snake demon should think that you are a person from the upper realm, and you should be a little jealous. ”

The white peach rose red, quite proud: "I wasn't killed by the snake demon, the snake demon was killed by me." ”

"So what?" Gan Luo said, "Anyway, if you kill him, you will also die, otherwise you will not leave the soul." “

He's dead?

Bai Tao hadn't finished digesting the word death, and he said again: "Let you hide, if you don't run to stuff the snake demon's teeth, you deserve to die." After speaking, he turned around and left quite arrogantly, and Bai Tao followed him and said: "But if I kill him, no matter how strong I am, as long as I kill him, I will give up my life." ”

Ganro looked back at her.

The little fox opened his mouth like this, as if he was stretching out his claws and grinning, but he looked a little mighty, he took it in his eyes, or turned around and left, and finally he turned around and said, "Don't break into this Yuqing Palace, but the place where the gods live." ”

Turning around and glancing at the solemn palace, Bai Tao followed closely: "Don't leave yet, can you take me back, I want to go back." ”

Ganro: "??? ”

He was choked by the little fox's words: "Go back, do you know where you are now?" Now that you are in the upper realm, how many mortal worlds cannot ask for it, but it is better for you to go down. ”

The white peach's pointed twin spirals swayed and shook his head: "I don't want to come up." ”

"Don't want to come up, do you want to go down? Could it be that you still have to stay by the side of the human emperor below, and die again. Gan Luo's whole body was cold: "It's only been more than 500 years of Taoism, and your hair hasn't grown, how many fox lives do you have, what kind of guardian beast do you serve?" ”

It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to Bai Tao like this, she was so angry that she grinded her teeth, her little face was in the shadows, and she looked very difficult to mess with, Gan Luo hugged her chest and quipped: "The little guardian beast thinks Benjun is wrong?" ”

Bai Tao made a straight face, "Actually, I am not only a guardian beast, my brother said that my identity is not ordinary, and I have a great background, otherwise why do you think I can enter the Yuqing Palace where the gods live?" ”

Thinking about it carefully, there is still some truth, and Ganluo's auspicious clouds also dropped a little, just to listen carefully: "Little fox, what else do you have?" Is it a relationship of the gods? ”

She said vaguely: "Speaking of which, it's really quite a bit related, you get closer." Gan Luo leaned his ear over, Bai Tao opened his hand and pinched his ear, punching and kicking, "Dead Gan Luo, pretend to be in the Nether, Ben Qing Ben Qing called, now you can clearly take me to the Nether, why don't you take me to the Nether?!" ”

Obviously she is a little fox spirit who has just ascended, and at most she occupies the position of a small palace moth, but she irrigates the tiger and tiger with every punch, and Ganluo's beaten internal organs seem to have moved a position, and said painfully: "It hurts, it hurts, the little fox doesn't fight, don't fight, take you with you." ”

Bai Tao felt satisfied and took his paws.

I never thought that the fairy spirit of the little fairy monarch was also full of bad water, it was directly a dragon swinging its tail, like a fish in the quagmire, Bai Tao really didn't expect that he would meet the first little fairy jun is so owed, and he immediately slapped it with a paw, and Ganluo's scalp almost avoided it, "Who are you?" How so-"

As soon as the words fell, with the terrifying wave of her hand, the towering Yuqing Palace burst into a spider web, the gap became bigger and bigger, the stones fell, the sky was torn, the ground shook endlessly, and the earth fell into gunsmoke.

The second half of Ganluo's sentence came out: "Tough." ”

Bai Tao withdrew her claws, and saw that the basket was stabbed into the sky, and there was no brother to clean up the mess for her, and her face turned white with fright: "This, this wants, do you want to pay for it?" ”

The nine-fold heavens and the earth were destroyed, the fairy birds covered the sky and the sun were not stopped, and the nine-headed demon beasts as high as three zhang in the distance were setting off a hurricane and rushing here, Gan Luo was frightened into a cold sweat, "Probably ask for the mercy of the gods, I can spare you from dying." ”

“.”

At this moment, the Yuqing Palace behind was reduced to ruins in an instant, and the black mist inside broke out of the ground from the inside, and under the splashing of broken pieces, it turned into a human form and came to the front of the white peach, Gan Luo even stood next to him and felt a chill to the bone, and the little fox could ask in the face of this black fog: "Who are you?" ”

The black shadow monster laughed a few times, and the air wave and explosion swayed at the same time, "Go to the Nine Heavens, go down to the Secluded Capital, why don't you enter the cultivation door?" ”

Bai Tao subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but when he put down his hand, it was another scene.

The high hall is Daewoo, the Xuan column is stacked on top of each other, the pavilion and the attic are located obliquely in the lofty mountains, there is a square gate in the middle, carved and painted with cinnabar, engraved with tightly connected patterns.

Bai Tao looked left and right, and felt that it was really imposing, so he knocked on the door and walked in carefully.

"Anyone? Feed? ”

The outside is wrapped in silver, but the stove inside is burning vigorously, there is a thick and knotted plum blossom on the case, the maid inside is busy, the braised chicken is paired with the meat soup boiled by the big turtle, the meat is fragrant and the spleen and stomach are not hurt.

Before Bai Tao finished reading, a few maidservants with sweet cakes and rice cakes and maltose came from the side.

When I saw her, I was blessed and smiled.

After seeing it, she didn't see the master, and went to the inner courtyard again, but she didn't expect the climate to be cool, the bamboo forest was rustling, the stream was clanging, and the pandan was fragrant.

Seeing that no one was there, and Bai Tao did not smell the breath of the living, he turned around and entered the inner room, where the stone chamber was decorated with green feathers, and the walls were bulging with crystal green jade hooks, and the jewels and jadeites were spread all over the ground, dazzling that people could not get their feet, and the soft and precious silk hung beside the wall, and the light gauze curtains were in the atrium.

The curtain alone is made of seven or eight kinds of colorful colors, and each knot is tied with pure and immaculate jade.

Rao is Bai Tao is well-informed, and he can't help but praise the hostess of this house is really rich or expensive.

Seeing it, she moved outside, only to see the bluegrass planted at the door, the jade tree as a fence wall, more than a dozen dancers danced from in front of her, the food table from their stumbling posture and different hair buns exposed, the fat cow's hoof tendons stewed soft and delicious, the famous soup of Wu is even more fragrant, stewed soft-shelled turtle fire roasted lamb, vinegared swan meat burger duck pieces, pure wine into the nose, afraid of heaven and earth, gluttonous feast is only afraid of this.

The dancers watched her in the veins, their eyes swaying their clothes unrestrainedly, clapping their hands and clapping together with the enthusiasm of blowing taro drums, and the sky was negligent and darkened.

The dancing girls of the different nations have disappeared, the bright candles of orchids are shining brightly, and the gorgeous lamps are scattered high and low.

Bai Tao walked towards the swaying path, there was a black shadow standing there, under the lights, he suddenly looked back, there was an iron flower in the air instantly seemed to bloom under the canopy of life and death, and said: "Tao Tao, come back, return to Lone's side." ”

Bai Tao stood still.

He said again: "Heaven and earth, nothing more than this, Taotao, come back." ”

He stepped back step by step, looking back on their past time, and called out to her clearly word by word: "Taotao, come back, stay by Lone's side." ”

"Go up to the nine heavens, go down to the secluded capital, why don't you enter the cultivation gate!"

Bai Tao's head was suddenly stirred with a dull pain from the silk thread, and she fainted irrepressibly, and when she woke up again, it seemed that the thread was pulling her soul, desperately returning to her body, and she fell to the ground.

The familiar Xianyang Square, with eight white jade relief pillars, and the lit bonfire illuminated the tall and majestic figure of Yingzheng, and also illuminated his thin lips and cold eyebrows.

It's like a world away, and it's like a bubble.

Bai Tao blinked, and felt sour, "Brother Zheng, I'm back." ”

The inspiration for this chapter, Qu Yuan's "The Conjuring"