Yu Zijin walked into the dark castle, and the door behind him squeaked shut. Yu Zijin felt uncomfortable. The surroundings were very quiet, with only a few faint glows from the few street lamps. The rustling footsteps of her and the two old men echoed in the darkness, like a swimming snake. The old man walked one after the other, carrying lanterns, just like the two monks who had just been in a nearby temple. They walked through a long corridor with rockeries and a lake, and then through two gates, the threshold was so high that they had to lift their legs to step over. Then there was a long, empty lawn with insects playing the harp, singing, and weeping.

Yu Zijin wants to ask, what time is it? But when she wanted to make a sound, she found that she couldn't say a word because of nervousness, her throat was tight. After walking for a long time, turning around, his legs were weak, Yu Zijin had to keep holding the ancient coin, the ancient money was stained with sweat, and his palms hurt. Yu Zijin was silent.

Suddenly, an old man walking behind said faintly that he hadn't walked the night road for more than ten years. The voice was low, ghostly. Yu Zijin couldn't help but shudder. The old man in front of him continued his words, yes, really fast. Yu Zijin didn't know if he meant the time passing fast or if they were moving fast, but she didn't feel fast at all.

Finally, the two old men took her to a pavilion, in front of which sat two people, with mosquito coils lit at their feet, and the smell of smoke was very strong, with a faint smell of argon. The old man in front of him stopped and said respectfully, Here it is.

A woman with long hair stood up and said too, coming?

Another woman's voice sounded, it was exactly the same, if it wasn't for Yu Zijin himself hearing it, he would have thought it was a recording. "Coming?"

The first woman said lightly, go down. The other did not speak. The two old men left the lanterns and went down on their own. I don't know how long they will have to walk on such a dark road.

Yu Zijin's scalp was numb, and she regretted her recklessness a little. Although they are all women, the atmosphere here is indescribably weird. She only now knew the reason why the abbot of Mingshan asked her to come back during the day, and the night here was simply terrifying. If you are a particularly timid person, you will definitely be scared half to death.

Neither woman spoke anymore, and in front of them was a stone table with nothing on it. But it was this emptiness that made Yu Zijin feel that there was a demon sitting on the table. The demon seemed to be chewing on the night, hissing sound. Behind the pavilion is a bamboo forest, and the shadow of the bamboo is chaotic and blind under the background of the lantern, like a stone growing in the middle of the road, and like a sword drawn out when the two armies are facing each other, only to find that it is a wooden sword.

was really thirsty, Yu Zijin swallowed his saliva, and dared to say: Is there water? She regretted it after saying it, isn't this a piece of nonsense?

The two people reacted, and the first woman said embarrassedly, wronged the child.

Yu Zijin was a little annoyed, but he was helpless. She stood, and the two women sitting, neither of them spoke, as if they were listening to the mosquito coils. A mosquito buzzed next to Yu Zijin's ear, as if to warn her not to come here. Yu Zijin didn't understand, but waved it away.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a voice rang out, it was the voice of a young man, and he said, New here?

The man walked up to him, looked at the light, and under the four eyes, Yu Zijin couldn't help but be stunned.