readx;? Chapter 40: Ghost Village

Ding Lie listened to the words of the master and the master like a basin of cold water, "It seems that I should go to the Shaolin Temple alone, so as not to make the master uncomfortable", Ding Lie thought about returning to the room, simply packed his bags, and went down Kunlun Mountain alone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is far away from the Shaolin Temple, Ding Lie hired a carriage, Xiaoxing stayed overnight, and arrived at this place called Qingshi Town that day.

Ding Lie saw that it was getting late, and found an inn called "Hundred Years" to live in. It's a small shop, and in addition to the noodles, it's some coarse grain flatbread and pickles.

The guy was very kind, the two asked for a bowl of noodles and some pickles, Ding Lie talked to the guy while eating, and asked him how far is it from the Shaolin Temple and how to get there?

At this time, the man's expression suddenly became nervous, and he motioned for the guests to leave for a while.

After a while, Ding Lie said, "Little Second Brother, what are you nervous about?" The guy shushed with his fingers and whispered: "Guest officer, there is a shortcut to Shaolin Temple, but you have to pass through a place ------ ghost village." ”

The man looked around for a moment and said, "There have been people who have walked through there before, and they have never come out since they entered." Ding Lie was very curious when he heard this, and said, "Little second brother, can you tell me more about it, why is it called a ghost village?"

The guy looked back and saw that the guests had gone back to the room to rest after eating, and then turned around and mysteriously told Duan Fei about the ghost village: In the last years of the Sui Dynasty, the Lotus Sect appeared, and the people in the sect confronted the imperial court. When the Lotus Sect was first founded, it felt mysterious and mysterious, and the imperial court called them the Demon Sect.

Later, the Lotus Sect grew stronger and stronger under the leadership of a person named Ziyang, but there was a force in the sect that did not accept Ziyang, and Ziyang suppressed them, and this force had to retreat to this place under the leadership of a person nicknamed "Xiwen", which is now called a ghost village, but Ziyang wanted to kill this force, and sent a large number of disciples to slaughter the entire village, and it is said that there was no one left alive.

Since then, the smell of corpses has been stinking, and strange screams are often heard in the middle of the night, so people call it a ghost village. After the guy finished speaking, he repeatedly told Ding Lie that he would rather take a long detour than go from there.

This incident aroused Ding Lie's curiosity, and the next morning, he packed up and walked towards the village known as the ghost. At noon, a village appeared in front of him, and Ding Lie thought that this was probably the place called "Ghost Village".

When I came to the entrance of the village, I saw an umbrella cloth pavilion, as if there was a person sitting under the pavilion. "It's not like the guy said there is no one here. Ding Hunt thought.

When he came to the front, there was an old man sitting under the umbrella, Ding Hunt had walked a long way, and he was hungry, so Ding Hunt said, "Is there anything to eat here?" The old man said: "I only have noodles here to eat." After speaking, he pointed to the pot next to him.

There is indeed a pot not far away, still steaming, next to the pot and noodles. Ding Lie walked all morning, and he was really a little hungry, so he said, "Uncle, can you sell me a bowl of noodles?" the old man nodded and went to do it.

After a while, the noodles were ready, and the old man brought them over. There was no table, Ding Lie could only squat on the ground and eat, he didn't feel right about this meal, not to mention the green vegetables in the noodles, and he didn't even put salt.

Helplessly, Ding Lie made do with it and said, "Uncle, how much is a bowl." The old man didn't raise his head and said, "Ten taels of silver for a bowl." ”

This can startle Ding Hunt, a bowl of white noodles is ten taels of silver. The old man said: "I have only come here for three years as a guest of yours, and I can only sell it at a higher price, and I have to make a living." Ding Hunt thought.

As soon as the payment was made, unfortunately, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the rain poured down in an instant. The old man said, "Let's take shelter under the umbrella."

The rain kept falling, and there was no sign of stopping, Ding Lie said: "Is there a guest room in this village?" The old man said: "The food is a little expensive, but the accommodation is free, every family can live, there is no one in every house, and there are beds." ”

Ding Lie was stunned at this moment, and he remembered what the guy said, everyone in this village is dead, is this true? Looking back at the old man and wanting to ask, the old man sat on the stool and snored and fell asleep.

Ding Lie saw that there was a robe next to him, picked it up and wanted to use it, and returned it to the old man tomorrow. He walked into the first house in the village, and as soon as he entered the door, he was startled, and there were four coffins in the house, which confirmed what the man had said, that the people here might all be dead.

Ding Lie walked into the second and third houses, and the house was full of coffins. Helplessly, Ding Lie casually entered a house, the old man said that every family has a bed, maybe this coffin, Ding Lie is a person who practices martial arts and is not afraid of the dead, in order to avoid the rain, he had to sleep on this coffin tonight.

Ding Lie saw that there was a straw mat next to him, took it and spread it on the coffin, and lay down, it was still raining outside, and he fell asleep after a while.

Sleeping until the night, Ding Lie was awakened by a strange sound, he listened carefully, the sound came from the coffin, Ding Hunt felt a little hairy,

He got up and lit a torch with flint and steel, gently pushed the coffin board open, and a mouse skewered out. Ding Lie's heart had just settled, he found that the coffin gradually emitted light, Ding Hunt's heart was a little creepy, the light came from the head of the corpse, from white to red, illuminating the whole coffin, the strange thing is that the whole corpse is well preserved, the shape is lifelike, like a living person.

Ding Lie remembered that there was a legend on the rivers and lakes that there was a treasure called "Ice Spirit", which could be kept in the mouth of the dead to keep the corpse from decay and its appearance unchanged.

Ding Lie gently pried open the corpse's mouth, and sure enough, there was a bead inside, but the color of the ice spirit is said to be white, and this bead is red.

Ding Lie found something even stranger, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground, because he found that it was no one else who was lying in the coffin, it was an old man selling noodles at the entrance of the village, "He still sold me noodles at noon, how did he die so quickly, and he was still lying in the coffin, it was my advanced house, how could he die and lie in the coffin where I slept again?"

Ding Lie was puzzled. The rain outside became heavier and heavier, and suddenly a lightning bolt streaked across the night sky, and something even more wonderful happened, the lightning light met with the red light in the coffin, and then a ray of blue light appeared in the coffin.

Ding Lie stood up and looked at it, and saw that the corpse in the coffin turned into green smoke and quickly disappeared, leaving only the bead shining. Ding Hunt thought that such a rare treasure would be a tyrannical thing here, so he put the red beads in his arms.

The next morning, when the rain stopped, Ding Lie went to the entrance of the village to say goodbye to the old man who sold noodles yesterday, but the old man was gone, and even the noodles and umbrella were gone.

Ding Lie left the village quickly, because there were too many strange things happening in the village from the moment he entered the village.

Walking on the road, Ding Lie was thinking about what happened last night, and he was puzzled, and finally he thought that it might be like this: the old man at the entrance of the village and the person in the coffin are twins, and the younger brother is here to guard the grave of the elder brother or the whole village.

"Then this bead should belong to the old man guarding the tomb at the entrance of the village, and now that I have taken it, it is better to go back to the inn first, and wait for the opportunity to return the bead to the old man" Ding Lie thought.

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