It will be twilight, and the river will gradually dim and the water will be bubbling. Chen Tang stood on the bamboo raft and felt a wisp of yin qi.

The breath is uncertain, a little ethereal, and I don't know where the source is.

Chen Tang ran the "Sutra of Good Cultivation", and he devoted himself to it, but he was never clear.

On both sides of the river, the forest is thick, the weeds are luxuriant, and the environment is quite complicated. The yin qi came out of nowhere, but I saw a large school of fish driven by the breath, crowded together, and even exposed on the water, as long as you reached out and grabbed it, you could catch it.

Looking at this scene, it was as if the other party deliberately drove the fish and sent it to Chen Tang.

Something interesting.

Where the yin energy is, there will be the dead. I don't know where this ghost is hidden, on the shore or under the water?

Unable to feel the position clearly, seeing that it was getting late, Chen Tang had no choice but to give up. Possessed and stretched out his hand, poofed, grabbed a big fish, and held it in his hand.

This big fish is more than a foot long, about seven or eight catties, and it is quite fat. It was grabbed by someone, and its tail was constantly wagging off.

"Thank you!"

Chen Tang swept his eyes and spoke. Although I don't know the identity of the deceased, at the very least, the other party is obviously showing favor to his current actions.

After speaking, the other hand propped up the bamboo pole, and the bamboo raft floated away.

Behind, the sound of the water ripples, and a large school of fish gathers together, constantly spitting out blisters.

Back at the wooden house, in the room, Su Ling and Ah Hua were already cooking on the fire.

Chen Tang mentioned the fish, first found Yan Huandan, and told him what had happened.

Yan Huandan inspected the fish and said, "This is a good fish, and it is just right to make soup at night." ”

Chen Tang asked, "Have you ever been to the waterhole?"

Yan Huandan nodded: "I've been shopping twice, but I didn't have this chance with you." ”

Chen Tang asked, "Then why did I bump into it today?"

Yan Huandan smiled: "In my opinion, probably the other party favors you." ”

Chen Tang pouted: "What's the matter?"

For the first time, he wondered if it would be because of the sword box. The problem is that the sword box is specially designed to restrain evil spirits, and the other party can't avoid it, so how can they take the initiative to come out? Or is it precisely because of fear that they take the initiative to show favor and surrender?

Chen Tang asked again: "There have been people who died over there, Uncle Yan, do you know the inside story?"

Yan Huandan shook his head: "I left home when I was young, and I don't know a lot of things, if you want to ask, you have to find the old people in the village." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Tang responded.

The next day, he went to find Samber.

When Samber saw him coming, he immediately smiled. Aside from Chen Tang's means and skills, his personality is not bad, and he has a good appearance. It is said that several big girls in the village have spring hearts. And another scholar, Ning Yi, is already preparing to set up a private school in the village.

Well, that's a good thing.

After a little greeting, Chen Tang asked: "Uncle Shan, I rowed to the upper reaches of the river yesterday and felt a little weird. Today, I came to ask, have there been any deaths over there?"

Shan Bo was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "This is the matter." ”

As soon as Chen Tang heard it, he knew that there was a drama and listened.

Shan Bo continued: "That was more than 20 years ago, and there was a broken military family in the village, surnamed Wang, who was the sixth in the family, and his name was Wang Liulang. suffered and was exiled to Datang Township alone. It is said that he practiced good martial arts in the army, but he has never been seen to perform it. When you get here, you don't have to fight or anything. This Wang Liulang has a good temperament, but he is addicted to alcohol, and when he drinks it, he will be dark. ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment before he said, "Chen Gongzi, you also know that wine is not cheap. ”

Chen Tang nodded in response: "It's really not cheap." ”

"So, in order to be able to drink, this Wang Liulang desperately hunted and fished, exchanging prey. One day, for some reason, he got so drunk on the raft that he fell into the water and drowned. The location is on the upper side of the river. There are many fish in the deep water, and Wang Liulang is used to fishing there. ”

Shanbo sighed: "It's a good person, it's gone." When the people in the village found out, the corpses were all soaked and damaged. Wang Liulang had no family, so the village made a coffin, buried him on the edge of the river, and made a tomb. However, no one went to the grave, and the place should have been abandoned long ago, buried by weeds, and it was difficult to find. ”

After hearing this, Chen Tang's expression was silent.

Shanbo asked: "Gongzi Chen, you can't have encountered something weird, right?"

These villagers are quite taboo and afraid of the dead and the souls.

Chen Tang said vaguely: "No, I'm because I have magic and special induction." ”

When Uncle Shan heard this, he immediately became in awe: "I thought that Yan's nephew was wearing a Taoist robe and mastered the Dao method, but I didn't expect that Chen Gongzi was also well versed in this way, and he was disrespectful." ”

Compared with martial arts, Taoism and the like are more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, mysterious and unpredictable, and admirable.

After talking again, Chen Tang said goodbye and left. Shanbo sent him out of the door, and sighed crepe: "This son is erudite and artistic, and he must not be a thing in the pool, but I am afraid that he will not stay in the village for long." ”

But he said that after Chen Tang went back, he thought about it and asked Yan Huandan for a gourd of wine.

Since the last time he came back from buying dozens of catties of wine, Yan Huandan used a secret method, adding tiger bones, and some medicines to brew. But if you want it to be ready, you have to wait until after a while. Yan Huandan also often drinks wine on weekdays, so it is impossible to wait for the tiger bone wine to drink, and he also has some other wines, which are also brewed good wine.

After preparing some things, Chen Tang carried the sword box on his back, hung a Xuanyin gourd full of wine on his waist, propped up the bamboo raft, and went upstream again.

When he arrived at the lot, he went to the shore and opened the way with a broken jade sword in his hand. After a while, I found my place. And he saw that the tomb was already desolate, and there was only a mound of earth that was left with a spike. There are no tombstone markings or anything like that, and those who don't know it don't know that this is a grave.

Chen Tang held a sword, cut down the surroundings, cleaned up the weeds, burned paper and incense in front of the grave, and prayed in his mouth: "Wang Liulang, you died in a foreign land, in vain in the water, and no one worshipped." As soon as I was a passerby, I heard about you, and on a whim, I came here to burn a stick of incense. ”

After saying that, he left, returned to the bamboo raft, and said to the river: "Wang Liulang, you died in the water, and you can't get rid of your soul." Then he poured it into the water, and gave you a glass. ”

As he spoke, he untied the gourd at his waist, pulled out the black jade stopper, and poured a pour of wine into the water.

The wine pours down, tinkling sounds, and soon dissolves in the water.

Chen Tang sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft, his eyes blazing, and he looked around.

This side of the river, due to the dense trees on both banks, is already shady. Even in broad daylight, it is dim, and when the wind blows, it has an eerie feeling.

Chen Tang sat still, as if he was in a state of flux. After a while, I heard an unusual gurgling sound in the river, as if it were boiling. Then, a large school of fish reappeared, as they had been yesterday, densely packed around the edge of the bamboo raft. end