Yue Guanchao turned on the flashlight, shining on the gatehouse of Chengguan, the huge gatehouse was indeed sealed, and there was already a corpse on the mountain road in the distance, he took out a telescope from his backpack, and with the help of the telescope and flashlight, the corpse was quickly seen clearly by him.

This corpse is an old man, it should have just been buried, the nostrils and mouth are still stuffed with jade plugs, the white face is full of mud, wearing a shroud and constantly wandering in the mountains, encountering stones and not knowing how to turn, walking directly over and being tripped down the hillside, his stomach was scratched, and he was still wandering in the hillside at will.

After Song Siyuan and the others took the binoculars and observed, they had already concluded in their hearts that the corpse had indeed come back from the dead, but it didn't seem to feel pain, and it didn't mean anything, they only knew how to walk around and wander around.

"Little Daoist, isn't the Taoist Temple of Heming Mountain the Southwest Heavenly Master, you can't solve this thing?"

Yue Guanchao asked the Taoist.

"Master Bai Chongyang said that these corpses are all people, but the soul inside is no longer the soul of a person, it is occupied by some mountain spirit and wild monster, and we can't do anything with the corpse, at most let the mountain spirit and wild monster leave by themselves."

"But can this thing really leave on its own?"

Yue Guanchao looked ahead, some of the corpses only had a handful of bones left, and they could still wander in the mountains, either they were buried in the past and came out of the grave, or they slowly decayed over the years, leaving only this pile of bones, no matter what the situation was, it meant that the corpse was definitely not just a mountain spirit and a wild monster.

"I don't know, but because I don't know it, it seems unknown, the corpse always has to be buried in the ground, as long as the living do not come into contact with them, the city has been closed, if there are still people who cross the Yin Pass privately, then we can't do anything."

The words of the little Taoist aroused everyone's curiosity, and Yue Guanchao asked: "Yin Guan, what is this place in the eyes of your Daomen?" ”

"Yinping Ancient Road is a land of death in the eyes of the Daomen, no matter how many people live here, the final result is either plague death, or madness and death, here, it seems to be a cursed land, there was a former dynasty suppressed by the earth's qi, and now the previous dynasty has long since abdicated, the earth's qi does not exist, and some things underground have begun to be not peaceful."

"As for what these things are, Master Bai didn't say it explicitly, only that this land seems to be imprisoned by something......

The words of the little Taoist made the hairs of the people around stand on end, and several people had already seen the facts, and went down the tower with the little Taoist, and walked out of the Yin Temple along the mountain gate.

At this time, the shops near the middle street have already turned on the light boxes, and the lights near the shopping street are bright and lively, and there will be no silence because of the corpses.

"It's clear that there is no way to take the trade route here, why are the merchants still willing to come?"

For Yue Guanchao's words, Ren Peacock explained: "This is very close to Hanzhong, and it is a town at the end of the Jialing River, whether it is across the Qinling River or the Jialing River Road, you have to rest near Jiangyou and Jiange. ”

"Gollum~"

Before they finished speaking, Yue Erpao's stomach had already begun to scream, this thing was a little embarrassed, but they all understood that they hadn't had time to eat at night.

"Yue Guanhai, let's go, let's go in and eat something, see if you're hungry!"

Song Siyuan took them into a noodle shop along the street, outside the eaves set up a ten-meter-long corridor grass shed, bamboo curtains half covered the corridor, leaving only the shadow and firelight, the bamboo and wood tables and chairs under the shed are lined with blue brick floors, the huge window sill is facing the street, the master inside is holding a colander to cook noodles and serve bowls, skillfully adding more than a dozen small ingredients into the bowl, and you can smell the halo red oil before you get close.

They walked into the bamboo shed and sat around the square table, some old men and old ladies sat around the square table and did not eat, leisurely and leisurely ordered a set of herbal tea, touched the mahjong tiles, and talked nonsense and ate endlessly.

When an old woman saw them coming, she quickly swept her apron with a handkerchief and ran over with an enthusiastic face: "Oh, my sister cub is a foreigner, right?" Freshly boiled skewers, as well as spicy rabbit heads. ”

"Mommy, what kind of noodles do you have the best here?"

After Song Siyuan finished speaking, the old woman patted her apron: "It's all commonplace, how can there be anything delicious or not, burning noodles, cold noodles and rabbit noodles are a must, meat dishes include soybean pig's trotters, strings of incense, spicy cut rabbit, bean chicken, dried tofu." ”

"Then let's all have a bowl of burning noodles, half a spicy rabbit, a plate of vegetables with dried beans, and soybean stewed pig's trotters."

Song Siyuan looked at the menu on the wooden board and ordered a few specialty dishes, and the old woman wrote them down one by one, and said with a smile: "Okay, can you eat spicy food?" Not spicy, not spicy."

"Just less spicy."

"Okay, take the silk vegetable soup yourself."

Yue Guanchao took the second cannon and filled everyone with a bowl of soup, there was nothing in this soup, shredded seaweed, egg whites, and a little rabbit bones, only a little salt was put in the boil, it tasted refreshing and light, and it could neutralize the salty and spicy taste of the noodles.

"How can anyone play mahjong here?"

Song Siyuan looked nearby, there were still a lot of people who came to play mahjong, and when they were ordering, they had already seen three or four tables full.

"Little does not enter Shu, old people do not go out of Sichuan, Sichuan and Shu people are not so competitive, life is quite leisurely, there are still people playing mahjong in the middle of the night, and tea is also sold here."

Between the words, the old woman has already brought the things, the burning face is golden, the peanuts are crushed, the pickles are cut into cubes and mixed well, and some meat sauce floats on the noodles, which smells fragrant, spicy potatoes and dried tofu are all mixed with secret seasonings, and there is a pot of soybean stewed pig's trotters in the middle.

These things, burning noodles and fragrant, rabbit meat is spicy, dried beans are refreshing, pig's trotters are soft and glutinous, all kinds of tastes instantly capture the appetite, everyone eats with a mouthful of Siha, and then drinks a mouthful of silk vegetable soup, only to feel comfortable in the heart, and not to change the emperor.

"Ba Shi, Tai Ba Shi, I haven't been so Ba Shi for a long time, how can there be such a delicious thing in Hanzhong."

In the evening, everyone was rarely idle, and after eating, they also ordered a pot of tea, and watched the jugglers on the street play tricks.

"Do you say, aren't these people afraid of the corpses behind the gates?"

Yue Guanchao looked around, all the people seemed to have nothing to do, and they felt that it was not normal at the moment.

"Chengguan is a natural danger, how many heroes and heroes took the ladder to the city and did not take it down, a few corpses that can only wander, to be honest, just like animals, probably they don't feel any threat, there is a Southwest Heavenly Master Temple of Heming Mountain nearby, I heard that Qingcheng Mountain also has a Taiqing Temple, there are many Taoist priests here."

"Now, just look at what the corpse is, tomorrow we will go to Heming Mountain to go around, how can we see Bai Chongyang."

Some people died, but not completely......