Dada——

The sound of hurried horses' hooves.

Breaking the silence in the mountains and forests, it also woke up countless birds, insects and beasts.

Depart from Mt. Changsheng all the way to the west.

It takes about a day and a half to reach Bottle Mountain.

In the past three days, in addition to routine meditation and practice, Chen Yulou spent most of his time sorting out the plot.

As a traverser.

He had a sense of foresight.

But Bottle Mountain is different after all.

As a place of royal alchemy in the past dynasties, there have been warlocks coming and going here since the pre-Qin period.

In the era of the Two Song Dynasty.

The status of Bottle Mountain is even more transcendent.

Taoist temple deep palace, pavilion treasure hall, immortal candle flame, ethereal like a fairy cave.

Countless treasures of heaven and earth, don't need money to carry them to Bottle Mountain.

I just want to be able to refine an elixir of immortality.

Pity.

to the Yuan Dynasty.

This alchemy treasure land was destroyed in one fell swoop.

It became a general's tomb.

For thousands of years, there have been hidden traps and traps in the bottle mountain, and the erysipelas that has penetrated into the ground for thousands of years has raised countless poisonous insects.

The earth's qi surged and turned into a miasma.

It's dangerous.

There's nothing wrong with being careful.

Chen Yulou naturally didn't dare to despise it.

The day passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye.

It's going to be dark.

The clouds covered the sky, dyeing the whole world red.

"The shopkeeper, inquire clearly, there are two Miao villages in the mountains in front of them, called Nanzhai and Beizhai, Yi and Han live together, not as xenophobic as the old Miao people, or ......"

Hua Ma took the two men and went and returned.

They serve as trailblazers.

This road has overcome thorns and thorns, and crossed mountains and rivers.

At this moment, sitting on horseback, Hua Ma clenched her hands into fists, and her eyes were full of expectation.

Chen Yulou understood at a glance.

This kid clearly wants to go into Miao Village for the night.

At the end of the day, except for the occasional break, there is almost no stopping.

Even if people can hold on.

Horses can't stand it either.

Find a village to live in, and you can still have a hot meal to eat.

"The stockade won't enter."

"The rules of the mountain people are that they don't leave outsiders overnight, and it's in vain to go."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

Look out at the mountains.

At present, they have crossed the Mengdong River and entered the boundary of Old Bear Ridge.

The mountains are heavy and layered.

It's a sight to behold.

However, in the far distance, it seems that you can faintly see a sky-high mountain, shaped like an upside-down ancient bottle.

It should be the destination of their trip.

"There should be a Yizhuang over there, right?"

Stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Bottle Mountain.

“…… Yes, the shopkeeper. ”

"Then rush to Yizhuang for the night."

Since the shopkeeper has spoken.

Naturally, no one objected.

Immediately, the group continued on their way, taking advantage of the dim skylight to run all the way.

In the remnant sun falls.

When the sky is gone, and the night is shrouded.

They finally arrived at the place where Yizhuang was.

The mountains on both sides are undulating, forming a long, narrow valley.

Yizhuang was built in it.

Look at it from afar.

Zhuangzi was already dilapidated, the walls were broken, and half of the top of the main hall had collapsed.

However, you can still faintly see the form of the mountain temple.

"Abductor, go call the door."

Chen Yulou pulled the reins and let out a sigh, and the white horse under him stopped instantly.

He actually has a lot of backgrounds in this horse.

It comes from the dragon pit in southern Qiannan, and because it is as fierce as a fire dragon, it is named Dragon Pony.

A few decades earlier.

That's for the Gozen.

In these years, the transportation was inconvenient, and the travel depended on cars, horses and ships.

Not to mention the old bear ridge in Miaojiang, which is a continuous mountain and rugged and difficult to walk.

Since ancient times, there have been few people except for those merchants.

At least you don't have to walk.

Otherwise, in this endless deep mountains and old forests, your legs will be broken.

"Yes, shopkeeper."

Hua Ma turned over and dismounted.

These thieves eat the food of the dead.

In the past, I went out to fight and touch gold.

What kind of place haven't you slept?

Mass graves, coffins of the dead, bamboo mats for shrouding corpses.

Heaven is a bed for the earth.

As soon as his eyes were closed, he was in a state of flux.

But now looking at that Yizhuang, under the cold moon and cold stars, a group of damn bats flew in the air, and the wooden door with the paint off was blown by the mountain wind, and suddenly there was a creaking movement.

Hua Ma was a little stunned for no reason.

But the shopkeeper and the Xieling brothers were watching from behind.

He could only brace himself, gritted his teeth, walked quickly through the stone steps, walked to the door, grabbed the knocker and knocked it hard a few times.

Bang bang bang.

A few hits in a row.

There was still silence in Yizhuang.

No response.

Hua Ma couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Some time ago, when he brought his brothers to explore the road, he obviously asked the mountain people clearly.

There is a rat and a second aunt living in Yizhuang.

At this point, you shouldn't just sleep.

After thinking about it, Hua Ma pushed the door with a strong hand, and in a creaky sound, the wooden door was pushed open by him.

The probe looked in.

A broken lamp on the table was like a bean, and it was almost extinguished when the wind blew outside the door.

However, with the faint candle flame, Hua Magui still saw the situation in the hall clearly.

I saw a small place, seven and eight vertically, and there were seven or eight coffins.

There was an indescribable strange smell in the room, gloomy and gloomy.

Hua Ma is the ancestor of the body.

He spends more time dealing with the dead than with the living.

When he saw the coffin now, he felt a lot calmer.

Turn around and walk to the door.

Yelled at a group of people.

"Shopkeeper, it's okay."

He had a smile on his face.

But at this moment, Chen Yulou on horseback had a trace of contemplation in his eyes.

This Yizhuang is not a peaceful place.

The ancient raccoon stele, one old and one young, the two wild raccoons are not far from here.

Through obscenity and evil sacrifices.

For a hundred years.

I don't know how many passers-by were killed.

And the reason why Chen Yulou insisted on coming to Yizhuang.

It's for them.

Hundreds of years of mountain spirits and wild monsters may have condensed the demon pill.

That's a good thing for alchemy.

It's hard to find.

How could Chen Yulou miss it?

"Enter the bank."

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou's expression returned to calm.

Just rolled over and dismounted, handing the reins to a guy behind him.

Then take Kunlun and the red girl and walk to Yizhuang.

Wait to cross the gate.

Hua Ma Kui is burning incense.

He is a superstitious person, and he has always worshiped mountains and rivers and waters.

Except for a broken lamp on the table.

There is also a dusty tablet.

You can faintly see the words white and old.

Chen Yulou knew that this ancient temple was originally used by the mountain people of Miaojiang to worship the old raccoon spirit of the ancient raccoon stele.

Merely.

Hundreds of years have passed.

The ancient temple collapsed and the incense was cut off.

In addition, the dead merchants who came and went had no place to be buried, so this mountain temple was changed to Yizhuang.

No need for Chen Yulou's orders.

A group of thieves who unloaded the mountains had already quickly cleaned the inside and outside of the temple.

He took out the wind lantern and hung it up.

Yizhuang, which was originally deep and gloomy, was suddenly as transparent as day.

In the atrium partition.

A fire was also lit.

Hua Ma took a few people around, and most of the side houses in the backyard had collapsed, leaving only one barely able to live.

Holding the candle flame, he pushed the door open and entered excitedly.

It's just that......

As soon as I entered the door.

A female corpse as pale as paper, with an ugly appearance and compact facial features like a mouse, came up to her.

The wind is howling and lifeless.

The smile on Hua Ma's face froze suddenly.

Caught off guard.

The whole person was so frightened that his heart trembled and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Shopkeeper, come on, this grandma's rat has become a sperm."