"How can there be a rooster crowing in this ruined temple?"

Last time, the three of them went into the village and searched carefully, but there was not a single living creature except the black crow. The third uncle was puzzled, but Fu Shiyi suddenly remembered something:

She and her grandfather had followed the chicken thief in the first place to discover the ruins.

"Third uncle, last time we couldn't find the stealthy chicken thief, I'm afraid it's hiding in this broken temple. ”

"Then we'll have to go in and see. ”

The third uncle stepped into the broken temple first, after all, he will be stationed here in the future. Some things are better to figure out early.

They searched around the courtyard in front and back, but only found a few fallen firecloud chicken feathers on the floor of the second entrance, and there was still a little residual heat on the chicken feathers.

It means that the chicken thief should be hiding in this room.

The ear room is not large, only about ten square meters, and there is a black coffin on two long benches.

In addition, there is nothing else.

"Go!"

The third uncle pinched the trick with both hands, and a few wind blades instantly crossed and cut back and forth around the coffin several times.

There is nothing out of the ordinary.

Could it be that this chicken thief is hiding in this coffin?

The third uncle silently made a gesture to Fu Shiyi. Fu Shiyi nodded, shook his hand, and Qingteng wrapped the coffin cover and threw it on the ground.

"Bang Dang"

The moment the wooden plank of the coffin lid hit the ground, several wind blades of the third uncle followed.

It's disappointing.

The chicken thief was not hiding inside the coffin.

"Strange, could this chicken thief get away with it?"

Fu Shiyi was muttering, but Xiao Huang suddenly flew out of his sleeve, circled around the coffin, and then plunged into the coffin, disappearing in an instant.

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.

Obviously, this coffin is a portal!

Fu Shiyi just took a step towards the coffin, but was stopped by Sanbo: "I'll go first, and in a quarter of an hour, if I don't come out, you can go in again." ”

Fu Shiyi nodded in agreement, his heart warm.

The third uncle jumped into the coffin, and really disappeared. After a quarter of an hour, Fu Shiyi saw that the third uncle did not come out, so he jumped into the coffin. Before Fu Shiyi could stand firmly, he heard the sound of "whooshing" running water in his ears.

It stood still and looked:

I saw a small river less than ten meters wide in front of me.

There is a mottled bluestone bridge over the river.

A red candle is placed at each of the four corners of the old bridge.

The candle flame was swaying with the night wind, like four ghost fires trembling in the night sky.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but shudder.

He glanced at the yellowed ingots paper money sprinkled on the bank of the river, pointed to the two roasted shiny hens in front of the small copper tripod in the center of the bridge and said, "Third uncle, that should be the fire cloud we raised**?"

"Not bad. ”

The third uncle nodded solemnly:

"The land guards the shore, and the river god guards the river. If the ghost wants to walk the bridge between the sun, someone must call the soul to guide it, and it seems that the chicken thief wants to summon the yin spirit here!"

Summoning a Shade?!

After death, is there really a soul?

Does the Huangquan Nine Prisons mentioned in the Xiuzhen Miscellaneous Records also exist?

"Eleven, this is a second-order condensing talisman, when you cross the bridge for a while, once you find something wrong, you will stick it on your body. ”

Fu Shiyi took the condensing talisman handed over by the third uncle, but he beat the drum in his heart, and always felt that this place was full of weirdness, and when he saw that the third uncle had stepped onto the bluestone ancient bridge, he immediately followed suit.

The two of them were almost halfway there.

The incense pillar on the small copper tripod in the center of the bridge suddenly spontaneously combusted. Smoke rose from the clouds, and the other side of the river, which had been shrouded in darkness, gradually lit up.

But I didn't want to, and at the end of the bridge turned out to be a stone door.

The stone door was closed.

"Third uncle, why don't we go back?"

Fu Shiyi felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't want his words to fall, but a desolate chant suddenly came from inside the stone gate:

"The road of fire is a river of tears,

The banks of the Lethe River are cold.

Right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River,

Wangxiang Terrace will meet Meng Po. ”

At first, it was just as thin as a mosquito, but it became clear and audible between breaths, Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel cold, and at this time, the stone gate slowly opened with a "squeak".

"Three...... Uncle San, shall we enter?"

"Since the hosts inside have opened the door to welcome guests, we have no reason to retreat on the spot, go, you follow me. ”

When Fu Shiyi heard this, he had no choice but to slap the condensation talisman on his body and step out of the stone gate with a hard head. Behind the stone gate is a 2,000-square-meter dojo. In the center of the dojo seemed to be suspended a cobblestone surrounded by black gas.

"What is this?"

Fu Shiyi was puzzled.

A black shadow suddenly attacked him, Fu Shiyi was startled, and before he could react, he felt a broom flash in front of him.

"Meow!"

The black shadow let out an unwilling roar and landed on the top of a large tree on the edge of the dojo. He glanced at the black-clothed man holding a broom in fear, his eyes flashed green, his limbs flicked powerfully, the branches shook, and he disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Is there anyone in this place?!"

Fu Shiyi muttered in his heart, glanced at the man in black who was facing away from them, and saw that he was wearing a discarded bun and gray hair, so he mustered up the courage and said, "This mother-in-law, thank you for saving me just now, what do you call it?"

The man in black didn't speak, just lowered his head and swept the fallen leaves under the stone door stairs.

Fu Shiyi and the third uncle glanced at each other, thought about it, walked around to the man in black, and said, "Mother-in-law, we are tracking a chicken thief here, not intentionally offending, and may you tell us what place this is?"

The only thing that replied to Fu Shiyi was the sweeping sound of "rustling". Fu Shiyi saw that he couldn't ask, so he stepped aside, because the black-clothed mother-in-law had already swept under her feet.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The sound came from the cobblestone in the center of the dojo.

"Bang bang!"

Two more times.

Fu Shiyi looked at it intently, but saw that the round stone was suddenly bursting, as if something was trapped inside, and it was pounding hard against the stone wall, trying to escape from it.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

An even more violent tremor came from the cobblestone.

The stone slabs of the entire dojo shook with it, and it became more and more violent, and the thumping sound was incessant.

The dojo, which was originally calm at night, suddenly became cloudy, the leaves swayed, and Fu Shiyi's clothes were also blown to the sound of hunting.

It seems that the cobblestone is not of the good kind!

Fu Shiyi and the third uncle retreated again and again. When he wanted to go back, the stone door slammed shut, and the black-clothed mother-in-law who was sweeping the floor was slowly raising her head.

"This ......."

I saw that under the black wrap, it turned out to be a skeleton.

Fu Shiyi was startled, but saw the black-clothed skeleton leap forward, leaving afterimages around the dojo, and then suddenly the Buddha's light brightened in the air, and a mantra sounded.

The struggling cobblestone paused for a second.

"Roar!"

A terrifying sound wave roared out from within, and the stone slabs on the dojo were instantly knocked away.

At the same time, Fu Shiyi, Third Uncle, and the black-clothed skeleton were also shocked.