As soon as Pan Ling walked into the archway, she opened her mouth with some surprise, and kept looking left and right.

In front of me, there was a small square, and there was a fountain pool in the middle.

Under the light yellow light, there is no figure here, how can it be lively?

But we know it in our hearts.

Pan Ling saw a different kind of scene.

I just don't know what kind of excitement it is here.

The master glanced back at Pan Ling, and then said:

"Stop talking, follow me up the mountain."

Pan Ling nodded again and again, and then closed her mouth.

Immediately after, the master led the three of us forward.

On the other side of the small square, there are eight roads, each leading to the entire cemetery.

We went straight up the mountain.

It looked empty, but as we walked in front of us, we could feel the cold.

A cool breeze keeps drilling into our necks.

The whole cemetery was so silent that only the sound of our footsteps and breathing could be heard.

"Stepping on ......"

We continued to walk forward one after the other, and the graves became more and more dense, one by one, one by one, on our left and right.

It even spreads like terraced rice fields to the top of the mountain one after another.

Each tombstone has a black-and-white photograph of men, women and children.

It is a gathering place for the dead and a place for ghosts.

The yin wind is still blowing gently, and the ghost energy is always around us.

The more I went up the mountain, the heavier and colder the yin qi felt.

When we reached the halfway point of the mountain, we looked down the mountain, and at first glance, there was a white mist that permeated the foot of the mountain outside the tombstones.

The master led us to a crossroads, and he glanced left and right before he spoke:

"This way!"

After speaking, he pointed in the direction.

We continued to follow and started walking to the left.

It's just that the further we walked, the heavier the cold feeling became, and we walked halfway up the mountain for ten minutes when fog began to start all around.

The yin energy here is heavier, and the yin qi condenses and spreads to the back mountain.

The tombstones on the back hill are obviously not as many as the ones in front, and the tombstones are erected sparsely, and there are no street lights.

You can only use the dim moonlight to look at the white stone pavement.

Looking at the direction that the master took us to, it should be the depths of the back mountain of the Songhe Mountain Cemetery.

After five minutes of walking, the fog was already so heavy that we could only see the road by turning on our mobile phone flashlights.

The field of vision is only five or six meters, and you can't see it any further, and the fog is too thick.

After about 200 meters, we came across an old pine tree.

The old pine trees are thigh-thick, very green, and grow on the side of the road.

When the master saw the old pine tree, he stopped again.

Took a deep breath and said:

"It's almost there, everyone follow me around this tree three times on the left and three times on the right, and after a little further walk, we will be at the place."

Hearing this, Pan Ling couldn't help but ask:

"Daoist Song, where are we going? I see that there are almost no villagers here! ”

The villagers are ghosts here, but it sounds nice.

The master deliberately sold a pass:

"You'll know when you get there!"

After speaking, the master faced the old pine tree, and began to circle three times on the left and three circles on the right.

After the rounding, we are also signaled to start.

I was the first to follow, three laps on the left and three laps on the right.

After six laps, I felt a little dizzy.

This is a very unusual thing, not to mention that I have a Taoist now, even if I didn't have a Taoist walking before, I will not feel dizzy when I turn left and right slowly three times.

"Master, I feel a little dizzy!"

The master glanced at me and said:

"It's right to be dizzy, if we weren't dizzy, we wouldn't be able to go there."

That place? What the hell is this place? Need to go in circles against a tree?

This reminds me of watching Journey to the West when I was a child.

There is a fairy cave, that is, you need to circle around a willow tree, which is also three circles on the left and three circles on the right.

Could it be some strange place?

I thought to myself.

At this time, after everyone finished going around in circles, the master took us on our way.

The fog in front of us is thicker, and the yin is getting heavier.

It's cold, and it makes me feel like I'm entering the cold of winter.

This kind of cold is the cold of pure yin qi, and it was only when I was in the Nine Corpses Tower that I felt this kind of cold.

After the master took us forward for more than 100 meters, we vaguely saw a red light in front of us.

It's like a light is on.

When Mao Jing and I were still discerning what kind of luminous object it was, Pan Ling had already seen it clearly:

"A red lantern with a house in front!"

"That's right! That's where we're going. ”

The master spoke again and led us on.

The curiosity in my heart came, what kind of house is this, in the cemetery?

As we continued to get closer, the red lanterns and houses became more and more visible.

Finally, we saw the red lantern clearly.

Inserted in front of a small wooden house, the red lantern is shiny and shiny, and the red light is very soft and attractive.

Under the lantern, there is a hanging signboard.

There are four words written on it in white letters; Cloud White Store.

When we saw these words, we all read them out in unison.

"Cloud White Shop!"

"That's right, Yunbai Store. The medicine you need, here is ready-made. ”

The master spoke, not in a hurry to take us in.

Pan Ling narrowed her eyes:

"This store is so heavy that I can't see through it.

But why, is it called Yunbai? ”

When Pan Ling said the word "Yunbai", I instantly understood why.

chimed in on the side:

"Add another ghost word and read it."

"Add a ghost?"

Pan Ling was suspicious, but Mao Jing next to her had already reacted:

"Soul!"

"This is a shop for ghosts......"

The master listened to Mao Jing's words and nodded directly:

"That's right, it's a dead man's shop, and the customers who come here are mostly ghosts.

Here, they only need to pay the corresponding remuneration and buy all kinds of goods in the store.

After a while, I went in, and I didn't touch those goods.

If you touch it, you have to collect money.

We only need antidotes, nothing else.

If the old woman asks you for hair, no one can give it, remember it? ”

The master spoke very seriously.

At this time, I learned that this store was unusual, so I naturally didn't dare to slack off.

We all nodded yes.

After that, the master took us to the Baiyun store.

The shop is just the size of a small house, and the public toilet outside, which is very dilapidated.

The whole wooden house exudes coldness.

As soon as we arrived at the door, we saw a middle-aged woman with a pale face, and her skin was swollen and even wrinkled.

Holding a cotton pad in his hand, he kept pressing on his face, looking like he was sucking up the water stains oozing from his face.

We came to the door to make a look.

The middle-aged woman took the absorbent cotton, glanced at us, and staggered out with us.

Every step she took, there were a lot of water stains on the ground.

After walking two or three meters, the water stains on the ground will dry quickly......