Outside the forest, the sun rises higher and higher, and with it comes scorching temperatures. But after walking for a while, you will have to sweat a lot.

Su Luo took out a small pu fan from the storage bag, fanned Sang Ling left and right, glanced at the road with no end in sight, and was a little irritable:

"How can they bury someone here to walk so far, obviously they passed by a lot of places just now that are suitable for burial."

A pu fan with a sense of age was used by Su Luo, but it had a refreshing naughty and youthful feeling.

Sang Ling looked at the endless road in front of him and guessed:

"I guess I'm going to be buried in some ancestral grave."

In modern times, there is such a rule, but I don't know if it is the same here. However, looking at the clean forests all around, there is no grave pile like in modern times, she feels a little strange, is it also a popular cemetery here, everyone is buried together?

Su Luo looked at her because she couldn't figure things out, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together, and she was a little more serious and cute, and her expression suddenly eased a lot.

"Let them be, anyway, there are so many things in this family, when the time of a month is up, just press that Zhao Qing to write a notebook to do things, and after the matter is completed, it doesn't matter who he is."

As he spoke, the pu fan in his hand was turned back and forth by him, and it fell back into his hand lightly, and continued to fan Sang Ling slowly.

Sang Ling saw that because of the conversation just now, there was a lot more smile on his face, and with the feeling that he no longer deliberately imitated the cold fairy qi in front of her, the tails of his eyes, the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks were showing a clean and clear sweet beauty, and it was still a kind of heartfelt and happy sweetness.

Such Su Luo is himself.

Her eyes lit up, and a slight smile came to her lips.

The funeral procession has now entered a mountain col, surrounded by dense trees. Because the mountain road is walked by people all year round, it is wide and flat, and only with a slightly strenuous sense of climbing, I feel that I am walking on the mountain road.

The team was silent all the way, and even Zhao Qing and Zhao Bai did not continue to quarrel, but with a dull sense of dead silence that made people panic.

However, the further I went, the more I walked in, the airtight heat around me seemed to stop suddenly, and first someone turned on the air conditioner and turned on the refrigeration mode, and the whole body was cold.

She pushed away Su Luo's pu fan, and it didn't feel right.

"How did I feel the yin qi?"

Yin Qi is the opposite of Yang Qi, Yang Qi is suitable for mortals, and Yin Qi is suitable for the ghosts of the dead.

Su Luo took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention to stuffing the pu fan into his sleeve, but he actually put it in the storage bag, which was a little more interesting.

"Hmph, let's see what's going on behind the scenes. Let me guess, this morning's episode is really the old man's restlessness and coming out to teach unfilial sons? ”

Because they were walking slowly, they slowly fell to the back of the line, hanging far from the back of the car. At the front of the team were Zhao Qing and Zhao Bai, who were tied, and the others were servants guarding the carriage and horses, so they didn't have to worry about being heard.

Sang Ling said:

"In the morning, I took advantage of the chaos to see the corpse in the coffin, and on such a hot day, there was no corpse smell or corpse spots, and the corpse's face was ......."

Halfway through the key information, I suddenly saw that the team stopped, and it was already in the place.

The place where they stayed was at the end of the col, and the shaded position made the cold around them even worse. The carriage stopped at the side, and in front of it was a half-slope, on which there were no trees or grass, and there were only dense mounds of earth, and in front of which stood a square stone monument. It stretches densely like a stone forest, and there is no end under the trance. Obviously, the dead of the entire city were buried here, and there were quite a few of them, and the span of ages was very large.

The ten coffin-bearers took out hemp rope and sticks and lifted the coffin up the halfway slope on the opposite side of the col, where there was a newly dug earth pit where the coffin should be buried.

The servants were all busy around, and there were many people, and Sang Ling didn't continue to speak, and walked towards the burial place with his feet raised.

At this time, Zhao Qing and Zhao Bai were standing on the edge of the pit, but they seemed to have argued about something, and the faces of both parties were not good-looking.

Zhao Qing saw Sang Ling and them coming, and nodded his head to say hello. Zhao Bai stared fiercely at Su Luo, who had just kicked him, and walked to the side.

The coffin was soon put into the earthen pit, and everyone began to bury it, and the whole burial process was solemn and quiet, and the strange thing just now did not happen again, and the servants were busy with their hands and feet, and it was not long before the grave was piled up, and the stone tablet was planted.

Zhao Qing and Zhao Bai put incense and burned paper in front of the tombstone, and the funeral was over.

White smoke curled up from the three incense sticks, turned into wisps and rose into the air, and then disappeared.

At this time, everyone looked down at the location of the grave, and did not notice any anomaly overhead.

Sang Ling glanced lightly, quietly gave Su Luo a look, he nodded slightly, turned his head and went to find Zhao Qing, who was about to organize the team to return, after the two briefly said a few words, Zhao Qing took the team away first.

Su Luo came over again and explained to Sang Lin:

"I just told the eldest young master that the scenery here is very good, let's go around here and let them go first."

Sang Ling nodded, but her fingers pinched a few tricks in her sleeve to determine the direction, and when the incense was burned and there was no smoke, she waited for some time before she walked towards the back of the cemetery slope.

Behind the hillside is a dense forest of trees that there is no road at all, even if it is facing south, and the sun should be good. But because the higher mountains around it blocked all the sunlight, it seemed cloudy and windy, and it was cold to the bone.

"The yin qi is heavier."

Su Luo wiped away the moisture on his face that was almost dripping, and with a slash of his hand, he split a path for the trees that were tightly blocked in front of him.

The two continued to drill into the forest, and Sang Ling led the way while pinching the trick. It didn't take long for them to get lost.

Sang Ling: ......

"This old man Zhao can really run."

Looking at the ghost aura around him that could no longer be captured, Sang Ling reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Su Luo looked around, the surrounding was densely packed with forests, and he couldn't see the sky at all, but he found a flat and clean place and took Sang Ling to sit down and rest. Seeing that she had a light sweat on her face, she took out the Xiaopu fan just now, slowly fanned her, and handed her water.

"Drink more and get some rest. On this day, it will soon be dark. ”

They had already crossed three or four mountains from the halfway slope just now, and they were already tired when they got deeper into the mountains.

If you go back again, I don't know how much time it will take, Sang Ling, who finished drinking the water, thought about it for a moment and said:

"During the day, the yang is heavy, and the ghost doesn't want to come out, so we'll wait here to see if he will come up again. I'll take a look around the area, and you can find a place to spend the night here. ”

It was not uncommon for monks to spend the night in the open, and Sang Ling soon found a clean stream, collected firewood, and set up a fire beside it. grabbed a pheasant for dinner, but when she was busy, Su Luo, who had just said that she was going to check the surroundings, still didn't come back.

She asked with the communication jade pendant, and he told him to come back later, and by the way, find out if there is any remnant soul of Master Zhao.

Sang Ling didn't urge to continue waiting, but by the way, he took the pheasant to the stream and disposed of it, put on a branch and roasted it.

The orange-yellow flame from the fire kept licking the pheasant above, and slowly the surface of the chicken turned brown and gave off a fragrance.

Sang Ling casually turned the branch and turned the chicken over.

In the morning, she took advantage of the chaos to tear open the corner of the yellow paper and saw Master Zhao's face. The face was ruddy, shiny and elastic, and it was a living face that made people believe it, and at that time, she probably guessed that Master Zhao should have a wisp of remnant soul left on the corpse. The remnant soul itself has almost no ghost power, and it can't cause much damage to mortals. Last night, he slapped Zhao Bai, he should have found out that Zhao Bai was so angry that he stole the funeral goods.

However, remnant souls generally do not exist for long, mortals pay attention to entering the earth for peace, and now that the corpse is buried, the remnant soul will go to find a complete soul and be reincarnated.

Sang Ling wanted to push the boat down the river to find Master Zhao directly, and ask how their family suddenly became rich, whether his death had anything to do with the rumors, and he didn't want to be lost halfway and have no clues.

If the one-month period does not arrive, this curse is fulfilled and Zhao Qing is also killed, what should I do.

Sang Ling was a little bored, her thoughts were rummaging in a mess, and she smelled a scorching smell without noticing.

When she withdrew the stick in her hand, she found that most of the meat of the roast chicken on the stick had been charred and blackened, and she could not eat it. When dinner was empty, she let go of her hand and wanted to throw away the branch in which she was wearing roast chicken.

"Wait!"

As soon as the bushes next to him moved, a delicate girl came out: "Sister, this chicken is a little darker, since you don't want it, then give it to me." ”

The girl looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure and sweet features, and a goose-yellow dress, which lined her like a small sun. It seemed that it was the first time to ask for someone, the girl smiled extremely well-behaved, and was a little embarrassed, tiptoe on the ground, carefully looking at Sang Ling's face.

Sang Ling glanced at the girl who suddenly appeared, without the slightest surprise. The girl had been hiding in the grass next to her and drooling over the roast chicken, which she had known for a long time.

As for why not point to break?

But she saw that this mortal girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and although her clothes were crumpled and stained, they were silk and satin, and the workmanship was exquisite. A young lady who appeared in the middle of the night in the wilderness outside the city, still alone, looked like a young lady who ran away from home.

Sang Ling is not hungry, a roast chicken, but it can be given to her, but ......

She looked at the other party's obviously pampered appearance, and asked tentatively.

"I've already roasted it, are you sure you want to eat it?"

The girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice:

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Miss! ”

Sang Ling didn't give it to her immediately, and reached out to tear off the skin and flesh of the roast chicken that she had accidentally roasted black, and then handed it to the girl.

"Eat."

"Hmm!"

The girl's eyes suddenly brightened, like two little stars, and she held the roast chicken in both hands, and immediately squatted aside to eat it.

The delicate skirt was hung to the ground by the owner without care, dyed with a lot of loess, and the blurred patterns were invisible.

Sang Ling knew why this girl looked like she came out of the mud. This is also more and more certain, the other party is really a naïve and unworldly lady.

It's just, I just don't know how she got to this place?

After eating the barbecue, the girl wiped her mouth, as if she had become friends with Sang Ling, and naturally went to the front of the fire to roast the fire, and said curiously:

"Sister, where are you? Why did you come here, did you also come to find the mountain temple? ”

Sang Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, and then nodded.

"Yes."