Locking ghosts, such superb feng shui attainments, ordinary people really can't play it.

Unexpectedly, I saw it in this cemetery.

Huang Mao next to me also looked surprised, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Xu, what kind of operation is this? You can also lock the ghost in the lake. ”

"I'll go back and explain to you, it's important to get down to business."

After saying that, I motioned for Huang Mao to continue walking.

As a result, the female ghost who was locked in the water suddenly spoke to the two of me in a low voice at this time:

"Handsome guy, do me a favor, help me unlock it, it's so uncomfortable to soak in the water......"

I just glanced at it coldly and didn't say anything.

Huang Mao looked at the ghost and directly "bah":

"Think beautifully!"

As a result, the angry water ghost showed a hideous face and showed his fangs:

"Stinky boy, look for ...... death"

While talking, he desperately climbed to the shore, showing his teeth and claws.

Pulling the chains on her body, there was a "bang-la-la" sound.

Huang Mao still wanted to scold her, but I pulled her forward, leaving only the terrible ghost behind him to scream "woo woo".

Next, we continue along the trail around the lake.

But the strange thing is that the two of us walked along the small lake, and we didn't see the "Yin and Yang Pavilion" that Uncle Liu said.

However, what Uncle Liu said is also very clear, let us stop when we see the Yinyang Pavilion.

He could only continue to move forward around the small lake with Huang Mao, and as a result, this walk was three laps.

The surrounding environment has not changed, and every time I encounter a ghost by the bridge.

"Woo" twice at the yellow hair.

We also ignored it when she didn't exist.

After three laps, Huang Mao was already a little impatient.

Ask me if I want to make a phone call and ask Uncle Liu if we are going in the wrong direction.

I shook my head and motioned to continue.

Dare to use the word "yin and yang" as a signboard, which has already shown that this museum is not simple......

Next, the two of us walked around again.

It wasn't until the fifth lap that the yin rice in our hands had been sprinkled, and when we passed the long wooden bridge again, the environment around us began to change somewhat.

The fog gradually began to rise all around, and the further you went, the fog became heavier.

The path around the lake, which was originally a white stone path, has now turned yellow.

The yellow stone pavement is particularly dazzling in this white mist.

In addition, the yin atmosphere in the cemetery is very heavy and cold.

Walking on it, it feels like walking on the legendary "Huangquan Road".

About three or four minutes later, we were in the mist, and suddenly we saw a red light.

We stared at the red light and walked on, and in a moment the outline of a room appeared in front of us.

If you look closely, it is a small wooden house, a small two-story building.

There is also a wooden waterwheel next to it, turning in a "crunching crunch".

On both sides of the cabin, two red lanterns are hung.

The lantern on the left has the word "yin" written on it, and the lantern on the right has the word "yang" written on it, which corresponds to the two doors.

The sudden appearance of the wooden house gives people a lonely and eerie feeling.

But I know that this should be where we are today:

"Here, this should be the Yin-Yang Pavilion in Uncle Liu's mouth, let's go!"

"Brother Xu, the lantern hanging on this house is so strange."

Huang Mao's eyes widened as he stared at the two red lanterns.

"Strange? How strange is it? ”

In my eyes, they were two red lanterns, and I couldn't see why.

But Huang Mao was a little surprised:

"Inside those two lanterns, it seems, there seems to be a human face, and it blinks......

Faces? Blink?

I looked closely, but I still didn't see it.

But I believe that Huang Mao's yin and yang eyes can see many things that are not visible to the naked eye, even if his eyes have just opened, there are still defects.

Nor is it the naked eye coated with cow tears, which can be compared.

Moreover, I used to hear a story from the old man of the village.

In the old days, those who made lanterns, in order to make the lanterns look brighter and waterproof, would use human bones to make frames and human skins to make paper.

The human skin lantern produced in this way is bright and round, but it has its own evil spirit.

Skinned souls tend to attach themselves to lanterns.

On stormy nights, the lanterns will hear the sound of people's laughter and crying.

If you don't take care of it all year round, the unjust soul inside may be bred into a lantern ghost.

Specifically to those who pass by at night......

In this way, these two round and translucent lanterns have human faces, and nine times out of ten they are made of human skin.

The human face that Huang Mao saw may be the unjust soul in the lantern.

Thinking of this, I opened my mouth and said to Huang Mao:

"That could be the legendary human-skin lantern with a lantern ghost in it."

"Lamp, lantern ghost?"

Huang Mao looked surprised.

I nodded, but didn't explain, but motioned to go inside.

Let's change our swords and leave, whatever kind of lantern ghost he is.

As long as he doesn't threaten us, even if he hangs a hundred human skin lanterns, it's none of our business.

Afterwards, we walked straight to the cabin.

The first two doors of the cabin were open under the lantern with the yin character hanging and the door with the yang character lantern was closed.

Huang Mao just started and wanted to enter directly through the door under the yin lantern.

But I stopped it again, this place is called the Yin and Yang Pavilion, and it is open in the cemetery, and it took a long time to appear.

It's certainly not just about doing business with living people.

Ghosts walk the yin door, and people take the yang road.

If we are alive, we have to go through the Yang Gate.

So I stood under the lantern and knocked on the door with my hand.

"Knock, knock......"

Three people and four ghosts, and they didn't break the rules.

After three consecutive times, the closed door creaked open.

Immediately after, an old man with a rickety figure and thinning hair appeared in front of us.

The old man looked seventy or eighty years old, wrapped in a green shirt and a short shirt, so old.

He glanced at both of us and asked hoarsely:

"What for?"