With the help of the starlight, Liang Yu took a closer look at the copper lamp and saw that most of the lamp oil in it was sprinkled, and there was only a floating root.

The fishy lamp oil flowed under Liang Yu's feet, and the smell gradually came from the ground.

Liang Yu slapped his thigh again and again, and muttered: "How is this good, this lamp oil can't hold up for an hour!"

Seeing that Zhong Ming and the others had gone deep into the barren hill, and in less than half an hour, they were going to light the copper lamp, Liang Yu patted his forehead and thought.

After half a sound, Liang Yu let out a "hey", his eyes lit up, and a crooked idea appeared in his stomach.

Liang Yu saw that there was no one left and right, and secretly ran to his home, anyway, it was all lamp oil, and he also had it at home, so why not go to his own house to get some lamp oil?

When Liang Yu ran back to the muddy village, most of the lights in the village were extinguished, only a little light was in the courtyard of Old Man Sun.

No one noticed that Liang Yu crept into his courtyard and then sneaked out again.

When he returned to the lighting position again, Liang Yu was already snickering with his stomach shy, and he was still complacent: "Now Lao Tzu's lamp oil is more than anyone else's, and it will not be extinguished until dawn." ”

I saw that the copper lamp was full of yellow lamp oil, which had faded from the red lamp oil at first, and the fishy smell was faint.

Liang Yu, who pretended to be smart, didn't know that he had caused a catastrophe, and the rest of the Mud Village didn't know either, and the only one who saw all this was the big rooster with colorful feathers standing on the small slope.

General Te's two corns stared at Liang Yu tightly, and he opened his mouth to spit out a small green worm.

Cailing's big rooster seemed to say, "Liang Yu, you are such an idiot!"

......

Thin clouds are drifting, stars are dotted, and the crescent-like moon hangs high in the sky.

The moonlight was not bright tonight, and the soft light was just enough to make people see the surrounding scenery clearly.

Zhong Ming and the three of them had already walked to the foot of the mountain, and there was a barren hill in front of them.

The barren hill was as desolate as ever, and from time to time a yin wind blew, and the night wind mixed with strange sounds hung down on Zhong Ming's body, making him shiver.

It's weird, tonight's barren hill is too weird, and the tranquility is a little scary.

On weekdays, the grass and trees here are flourishing, there are many small insects chirping, it is April day, it is the time for the spring insects to recover, but tonight I can't hear the sound of insects at all, and even the fireflies in the sky on weekdays are gone.

Zhong Ming only felt his heart beating wildly, and he easily pulled out the Yama Luo Absolute Sound Knife and held it tightly in his hand to make it better.

Zhang Daozhen, the old Taoist priest who took the lead, suddenly stopped, his eyes were already blind, and the surrounding scenery did not affect him.

Zhang Daozhen just turned around and asked, "Zhong Jushi, have we entered the barren mountain realm?"

"Yes!" replied Zhong Ming.

"Disciple, light the lamp, and make a purifying talisman. ”

Under the command of the old Taoist, the little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen unloaded the rattan box behind him, and after some tinkering, he took out a brocade cloth wrapped glass lamp from the rattan box.

Zhang Nianchen had words in his mouth, and one hand turned into a sword finger, and after he finished reciting the incantation, he drank in his mouth: "Disease!"

A blue flame rose from his sword finger and floated into the glass lamp, which brightened brightly, refracting the blue flame into a colorful light and slowly rising.

Five-colored beams of light flickered on the three of them, and Zhong Ming suddenly felt strange when he saw this scene.

The light of this glass lamp is very bright like the lamp ball in the discotheque in the previous life, if there is another music of "Su Wei, Su Wei!" at this time, won't Zhong Ming and they will shake their heads?

Grave jumping?

Zhong Ming hurriedly drove this strange thought out of his mind, but after such an uproar, the fear in Zhong Ming's heart was a little less.

At this time, Zhang Nianchen took out a yellow paper talisman from the box again, on which was a ghost-painted cinnabar charm, which was very similar to the charms of the charlatans that Zhong Ming had seen in his previous life.

But these two descendants of the Longmen Mountain Danding faction are not charlatans, they have real skills.

The little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen held a stack of paper talismans in one hand, and said in his mouth: "Taishang's pardon order, forgive your lonely soul, ghosts and ghosts, and four lives are gracious!"

The spell fell, and the paper talisman in the little Taoist's hand suddenly flew up and floated in the air.

The paper sigil glows brightly, floating in mid-air as if it were alive.

Zhong Ming was also completely impressed by such a magical scene, he only believed in the old Taoist priest for seven points at first, but at this moment he completely believed that the old Taoist priest had the ability to suppress the tide of corpses.

"Master, the glass lamp has been lit, and the spirit purification talisman has been raised. ”

"That's good, apprentice, set up the Soul Purification Talisman, this mass grave is quite large, we must at least arrange the Great Array of Afterlife according to the number of nine hundred and eighty-one. ”

Listening to Zhang Daozhen's meaning, this ritual is not an ordinary trouble.

The little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Master, I'm afraid, my mental power is not enough, and I can't raise eighty-one pure spirit runes." ”

"It's okay, the right should be honed, the master knows it. ”

At this time, the old Taoist robe was blown by the night wind, and his messy beard and wide robe were all moving with the wind, but he had the appearance of a bit of a master.

Then Zhang Daozhen beckoned to Zhong Ming and said: "Zhong Jushi, you lead the way in front of your head, try to go to the place where there are many corpses, this mass grave is too big, only me and the apprentices, I will definitely not be able to cover everything, I can only take into account the overall situation and try to suppress the danger." ”

"Okay, Daochang Zhang, I'll lead the way. ”

Zhong Ming stabbed in front of him, so that he could have a little sense of security in his heart.

With Zhang Daozhen's master and apprentice, Zhong Ming began to walk to the hill, and there were many corpses everywhere he went.

The glass lamp is like a guiding lamp, hanging above the heads of the three people, illuminating the surroundings, and before they have gone a certain distance, the paper talisman in Zhang Nianchen's hand will fly.

When Zhong Ming reached the top of the hill, the night wind howled even stronger, and he turned his head to look.

When I came, dozens of paper talismans had floated on the road, glowing like fireflies in the dark night.

Zhong Ming stood on the hill, he stepped on the white bones of the forest, this is the boundary line, and behind the hill is the low bushes, except for people like Zhong Ming, who will bury their relatives there, basically no one goes.

Most of the people who died during the war were buried on the same hillside as they came, and then walked down the other side, and the paper charm was just enough to enclose this half of the hillside.

At first, the dead were not taken care of, and the corpses could be seen everywhere at that time, but later the New Tang Dynasty was built, and an edict was issued to bury the dead to avoid the spread of the epidemic.

At that time, a huge pit was dug in the front half of the barren hill, most of the mountain was dug up, and tens of thousands of corpses were thrown into it and buried.

The mass grave refers to this hill, and it is precisely because of that burial that this place became a mass grave, and later everyone buried the dead here.

Some homeless people who have no relatives and friends, after death, no one even helped to bury them, and they were thrown on the hill at will.

Just like the white bones that Zhong Ming stepped on at this time, these were corpses that were unshrouded and abandoned at will.

Standing at the top of the mountain for a moment, Zhang Daozhen asked, "Zhong Jushi, why don't you leave?"

"Oh, it's okay, we've already walked to the top of the mountain, I don't think there are any corpses on the other side of the mountain, this side of the mountain is the mass grave when we came, why don't we go down from this side of the mountain, just enough for the trail chief to surround the mass grave with a spirit rune. ”

Zhang Daozhen's empty eyes looked at the side of the mountain, he calculated in his hand, and said half-loudly: "It's okay, just according to what Zhong Jushi said." ”

So the three of them were ready to go down the mountain, Zhang Daozhen also took the paper talisman from Zhang Nianchen's hand, and the old Taoist priest advised: "You should leave some true qi to defend yourself, and then hand it over to the master." ”

The little Taoist priest Zhang Nianchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The paper talisman is more agile in Zhang Daozhen's hands, and the light is much stronger.

When the three of them were walking down the mountain, a singing voice suddenly came from behind: "Barren hills, panic, corpses don't sleep, no death, persuade Zhong Ming, don't be fooled!"

Zhang Nianchen was frightened and shouted, "Master, the ghost is here!"

"What kind of demon is doing something here!"

The empty eyes of the old Taoist priest immediately looked at the beginning of the nursery rhyme, the jade gourd on his waist shone brightly, Zhang Daozhen pulled out the gourd easily, and saw two rays of light rising from the gourd and flying to the three of them.

This time, the Huaguang did not fly fast, and Zhong Ming took the opportunity to see the objects in the Huaguang clearly.

It was two strange pills, one was reddish-gold, with a red-gold glow, and the other was dark green, with a slightly eerie black and green glow.

Zhong Ming didn't panic this time, he knew who was coming.

The one who sang the children's song was the madman in the village, and Zhong Ming hurriedly explained to Zhang Daozhen: "Zhang Daochang don't make a move, he is my acquaintance." ”

After speaking, Zhong Ming walked out of the light of the glass lamp, and shouted loudly: "Senior, I know that you are here, last time you gave me back the love of the stone lock mandarin duck, Zhong Ming has always kept it in mind, last time I was too frightened, and accidentally injured the senior, please don't blame the senior!"

After Zhong Ming's shout, the surroundings were quiet, and Zhong Ming frowned slightly, it seemed that the old mandrill didn't want to see Zhong Ming.

Sighing, Zhong Ming said again: "Senior, we didn't want to disturb your cultivation this time, it's just that the hill is going to raise corpses, we don't want the corpse tide cholera people, we are here to suppress the corpse tide, and please make it convenient for the seniors!"

The madman also sang in his mouth, and the old mandrill knew that there was going to be a corpse here, so he was persuading Zhong Ming to leave quickly.

The words were still kind persuasion, and the old mandrill did not blame Zhong Ming for his recklessness before.

After the bell was shouted, there was a rustling sound in the darkness around him, and a madman in ragged clothes and a mantle came out of the half-man-tall weeds.

This madman has a strange expression, crooked mouth and slanted eyes, the two eyeballs are the most bizarre, the two eyes are only the size of mung beans, one eye is up, the other eye is down, rotating irregularly, extremely terrifying.

The madman kept his saliva, his speech was not clear, he squatted on the ground like a beast, pushed his hands outward, and shouted in his mouth: "Go, Zhong Ming go, not in the barren hills, Zhong Ming is not in the barren hills, dangerous!"

Zhong Ming thought that this madman was transformed by the old mandrill, and immediately bowed and said: "Thank you seniors for ignoring previous suspicions and repaying grievances with virtue." ”

But the old Taoist Zhang Daozhen took two steps forward, grabbed Zhong Ming, and said in a low voice: "It's useless for you to worship him, he is a fool, not a spirit body." ”

Zhong Ming frowned and asked, "Please also ask the Taoist chief to make it clear." ”

Zhang Daozhen glanced at the madman and asked, "Have you ever heard of the term "acting for the tiger?"

Zhong Ming nodded, and Zhang Daozhen said: "This thing in front of you is a servant, half human and half demon, he was caught by the spirit in the mountain, his body was injected with demon power, he was bewitched by the spirit, and was turned into a monster who helped the spirit to act, this kind of thing generally does not have too high intelligence, and he will do whatever the spirit tells him." ”

I see, Zhong Ming suddenly realized.

But he didn't expect the strange man to scream at this time, but suddenly jumped up and shouted eagerly: "Zhong Ming go! Zhong Ming go! Danger! Danger is coming!"