A conversation with the old fairy gave Hu Yan a new understanding of the world.

Those fairies, demons, gods and demons that could only be touched in the myths and stories that the old people chatted about, came out of the mouth of an old fairy with fairy wind bones at this moment, but it was a different scene. Let Hu Yan's heart be shocked.

For the humble advice of nonsense, the old Taoist priest knows everything and says everything, and solves the confusion of nonsense one by one. And Wuqiu was already sleepy and fell asleep on the table. After Master Li made the bed for everyone, he also sat aside with great interest, smoking dry cigarettes, listening to the old immortals tell about those mysterious things about cultivating immortals.

Before you know it, the night is deep, and the fog is still shrouded outside the hut, the insects and birds are chirping, and you can vaguely hear the sound of wild beasts in the mountains in the distance.

Hu Yan stretched his waist, which was a little sore because of sitting for a long time, and looked up at the outside of the house, except for the endless darkness, he could no longer see anything, in the past, the sky in this mountain was full of stars, and the bright moon was in the sky. Even if you walk at night, you can see it clearly and brightly. But since the flood, the night of this place has been shrouded in a thick fog.

"Old Immortal, Li Da. Master, it's late at night, let's rest early. ”

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "It's okay, there are still things to do tomorrow." Let's take a break earlier. ”

Master Li knocked the dry tobacco on the sole of his shoe, stood up and said, "You go to sleep first, and I'll go out and have a look." So saying, he went outside.

Master Li has been very bold since he was a child, and when he was young, he went to the mountains to hunt, and he dared to sleep in the wolf's den and crouching in the tiger's den. In his opinion, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, but ghosts are still afraid of people for seven points. No matter how fierce the ghost is, if you give it a scolding, you will be scared away. But this time he miscalculated, and he had to admit that he was old. The ghosts in this river are very vicious, not only are they not afraid of people, but they also specially pull people into the water. He was also a little scared, who had always been bold.

Master Li walked outside the thatched house, flicked the wick of the lantern hanging at the door of the house with a cigarette stalk, and looked around, it was pitch black outside, and the dense fog made the surroundings even more gloomy, and the cold wind blew through the trees on the riverbank, making a chilling rustling sound. Master Li couldn't help but shiver, tightened his clothes, scolded secretly, and went into the house.

"It's been a cold day. Let's go to bed early. After closing the bamboo door, Master Li yawned, walked to the thatched straw mat bed in the corner of the wall, and fell asleep.

The old Taoist priest also carried Wuqiu to the other side and placed it, and then sat on the side and sat up. Only Hu Yan and his clothes were lying in the corner, staring out of the dark window with two eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be intermittent cries coming from the window in a daze. Talking nonsense, he turned over and sat up from the straw mat, his ears pricked up like rabbits, and listened carefully to the faint sound outside the window.

Sure enough, the cry was true, but the cry didn't look like the voice of a person, more like a group of people crying. The cry was sometimes mournful, sometimes terrible, sometimes like crying, sometimes crying and howling wolf. Those who cry are terrified.

Although Hu Yan was scared in his heart, he was more curious, curious about who would cry outside in the middle of the night, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stood up, ready to open the door and go out to have a look.

"Brother Qiao, don't open the door!"

The movement of Hu Yan opening the door woke up Master Li, who was lying on the side. Seeing that Hu Yan was about to open the door and go out, Master Li hurriedly stopped him.

"Master Li, this ......" Hu Yan was a little confused, looked back at Uncle Li and asked suspiciously.

Master Li stood up with his clothes on, walked quickly to the window, looked outside, and said, "This is a ghost crying at night, don't open the door and go out." Otherwise, they will take you away. ”

"Ghost night crying?" Hu Yan was stunned: "You mean it's those ghosts' crying?"

Master Li nodded and said, "These ghosts come out to hook people at night, and those who are hooked away by them will only find out dead in the river the next day." Don't open the door and go out. Go to sleep, you can't hear when you fall asleep. ”

When Hu Yan heard what Master Li said, he didn't dare to open the door rashly and go out, so he had to turn around and go to the original corner to lie down, but he couldn't sleep anyway. The cry outside the house seemed to be pervasive, and even if Hu Yan covered his ears hard, he could hear it clearly. It was as if someone was whispering in his ear, crying about the sorrow and suffering in his heart.

Hu Yan was disturbed and distraught, couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and sat up boredly. Looking back at the people in the room, Master Li was already snoring loudly, and the old fairy was still meditating, as if the sky was falling and could not disturb his practice.

Hu Yan shook his head helplessly and looked out the window. Outside the window, it was still foggy and dark, and I couldn't see my fingers, let alone a human figure, and I couldn't even see a ghost.

"Hey......"

Suddenly there was a sigh, and it drifted into the ears of nonsense from the window. Hu Yan shook suddenly, that voice was familiar to him, it was not the voice of his best friend Wang Qi, who else would it be.

Hu Yan's heart was cold, his nose was sour, and the tears of beans were like pearls with broken threads, rolling down from his eyes. This sigh made him unable to sit still any longer, he turned over and stood up from the thatched pile, ignoring what Uncle Li said, and tiptoed out of the door. Outside, except for the dim light from the hanging lanterns under the eaves, it was still pitch black a few meters away.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose from the ground, instantly blowing out the lanterns hanging under the eaves, and the thatched hut, which was still somewhat bright, fell into suffocating darkness in an instant.

Wang Qi...... Is that you? Is it you?" Hu Yan shouted into the endless darkness with a hint of crying. But in response to him was a whistling wind.

"I know it's you, Wang Qi, come out, come out and see me. I'm talking nonsense......" Hu Yan looked around, looking forward to a reunion with his good friend after a long absence. But there was no darkness all around, except for the cold fog, and there was no human figure anywhere.

"Are you blaming me for not keeping my promise to come to the chain bridge to see you?" For Hu Yan, this is the biggest guilt for Wang Qi, if he arrived at the chain bridge on time to meet Wang Qi at the agreed time, maybe Wang Qi would not have braved the heavy rain and waited for him stupidly. That way, maybe he wouldn't have been swept away by the sudden swelling of the river, and he wouldn't have drowned in the river.

"I know that I killed you by not keeping my promise, and that I am sorry for you. You hate me, you hate me, I deserve it. But can you come out and meet me? I miss you so much!" Hu Yan shouted loudly, and by then he had wept bitterly and couldn't cry anymore.

"Even if you have a grudge against me in your heart and become a ghost who wants to seek revenge on me, you have to come out and meet me. I beg you, come out and meet me. ”

"Hey......"

Another faint sigh came through the thick fog and into the ears of nonsense.

Hu Yan was excited, raised his head and looked around: "Wang Qi, where are you, come out quickly, I can't see you." ”

"Nonsense...... Nonsense...... "A gloomy voice came from the darkness: "Hurry up and ......"

"Wang Qi, is that you?...... where are you" Hearing Wang Qi call his name, Hu Yan was ecstatic, but he still couldn't see where Wang Qi was.

Suddenly, a terrible cry came from the thick fog, and suddenly the wind was miserable, and it was so bad that Hu Yan couldn't open his eyes.

"Wang Qi, what's wrong with you, what's going on......"

"Nonsense...... Let's go......" Suddenly Wang Qi's voice became frightened, urging eagerly.

"Wang Qi Wang Qi ......" Hu Yan stretched out his hand to block the biting yin wind, but he didn't notice that the countless pairs of ghost hands hidden under the darkness had slowly stretched out towards him.

At this moment, a loud voice sounded from behind Hu Yan: "Who is the demon, dare to be presumptuous here." ”

The sound of that body was like a flood bell resonating deafeningly, like a thunderclap on the ground, the startled nonsense shook his whole body, and the countless ghost hands that stretched out to the nonsense in the darkness also disappeared suddenly, and even the howling yin wind was silent for a while, and everything was calm again.

"Xiaoyou, are you okay?" the old Taoist priest walked over to Hu Yan, who was standing on the spot, and asked with concern.

Hu Yan was a little confused, looked around, turned his head to look at the old Taoist priest and said, "Old immortal, what's wrong with me? Why am I here?"

Seeing that the nonsense was fine, the old Taoist priest said in a deep voice: "Do you know, you were almost hooked by those water ghosts. ”

"Ah......h

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said with some anger: "If it weren't for the poor Dao who just finished meditating, he found that the yin qi was flourishing and came out to save your life." I'm afraid you're already a ghost in the river. Why are you so careless, you were actually taken advantage of by those demons and lost your mind. ”

Hu Yan scratched his head and said, "I don't know, I just couldn't sleep because of the crying outside, so I wanted to come out and take a look." Then Master Li stopped me......" Hu Yan suddenly turned his head as if he thought of something, and shouted into the darkness: "Wang Qi, Wang Qi ......"

When the old Taoist priest saw that Hu Yan suddenly went crazy, he pinched a knot in his right hand and slapped it at Hu Yan's mud pill acupoint. Hu Yan's eyes suddenly sank, and he fell.

"Hey, this kid ......" the old Taoist priest sighed, and he didn't see how hard he worked, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he carried Hu Yan's soft body into the room. He threw it casually and threw Hu Yan to Wu Qiu, who was sleeping soundly.

Such a loud movement naturally woke up the sleeping people in the house. Master Li got up after learning about it, lit the oil lamp, and asked with a strange face, "Old fairy, what happened?" ”

Wuqiu also opened his eyes sleepily, and muttered blankly: "I haven't slept in the middle of the night, ......what are you tossing" turned his head and saw that the master had a serious face, and immediately reined in his mind, and got up from the thatch pile on the bed in a proper manner.