I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't think of the future development path.

Lying on the lawn, Zhang Xingbao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier. Gradually, I fell asleep.

In the dream, there was darkness.

"Where is this?" Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but shout.

He was sure that he was in the rebirth vow. But I don't know where this is the rebirth ring.

"Machine spirit, are you dead, why don't you reply. Zhang Xingbao shouted loudly.

There was no reply from the machine spirit, and he panicked a little.

Moving his feet in the dark, walking indiscriminately. Finally, two red lanterns lit up in the distance. In the darkness of chaos, the red lantern looks particularly strange and eye-catching.

Zhang Xingbao was quite hesitant in his heart, but curiosity prompted him to make up his mind to go and find out. Finally, he walked out of the chaos and headed towards the two red lanterns.

It seems to be a barren mountain, but you can vaguely make out that it is actually a walking place from the marks of the wheels on the ground.

The narrow official road is extremely long, and the cold night breeze blows the travelers. At this moment, Zhang Xingbao is the only passenger on this official road, and the two lanterns lit on the official road are the only two lights.

The two lamps were used for decoration and lighting by the inn, and were hung under the front door of the inn. The red papier-mâché is pasted on a skeleton made of bamboo strips, and a lamp is lit inside. On the paper, the words 'Hongchen Inn' are written, which is very eye-catching.

Zhang Xingbao stood at the door, raised his head and saw the plaque of the inn against the background of the lantern.

"Red Dust Inn?" Zhang Xingbao muttered to himself.

"Guest, are you going to be a sharpidiot or staying in a hotel?" the door was pulled open from the inside, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded. At the same time that Zhang Xingbao was so frightened that he almost turned around and fled, a blind old man came out of it.

The old man was dressed in a somewhat tattered cotton coat, and his forehead was bare and combed with long braids.

Zhang Xingbao's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but be surprised and speechless when he looked at the long braid.

The old man was blind, and he didn't seem to see that Zhang Xingbao's clothes were very different from his. He just tilted his head sideways and used his ears to explore everything around him, as if he wanted to hear where Zhang Xingbao was. He also asked tentatively: "Guest officer?

Awakened by the old man's shouting from the shock, Zhang Xingbao was hesitant to leave here. But when he saw the old man's blind eyes, his heart was somewhat settled.

"Can you let me go in and have a look?" Zhang Xingbao asked.

The old man's face showed a smile, and he opened the door of the inn to let Zhang Xingbao enter.

At this moment, the lights were also lit up in the inn, and it was predictable that there seemed to be people inside.

Zhang Xingbao had already stepped into the inn with one foot, and he couldn't hesitate at the moment. When you enter the inn, you can see that the hall is neatly tied. But I saw an old woman holding a lamp coming out of the room: "Is the guest officer from Jiuli Township?"

Zhang Xingbao saw that the old woman looked kind-hearted, and although her eyes were cloudy, she was not as blind as the old man, so she said 'um'.

"Are you going to the Temple of the Ten Souls?" she asked, placing the lamp on a table.

After Zhang Xingbao said 'um' again, the old man who entered the house shouted over there: "Don't ask around, old woman, why don't you go to the kitchen and fry two bowls of hot dishes for the guest officer?"

Zhang Xingbao hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need." ”

He looked at the lamp on the table, and he didn't know if the light was because of Zhang Xingbao's self-delusion. In short, the milky wick beats and emits a milky white halo.

"Is the guest officer going to stay in the hotel directly?" the old man asked.

"Directly to the hotel. "Confused, Zhang Xingbao said.

So the old woman picked up the oil lamp that emitted a milky white halo from the table again and led Zhang Xingbao upstairs, and opened a room directly.

Zhang Xingbao's eyes couldn't help but look directly at the dancing flames, as if his eyes would be panicked once he left his heart.

"If the guest officer has to leave tomorrow morning, let's go to sleep quickly. The old woman put the oil lamp on the table in front of the bed, and laid the quilt for Zhang Xingbao, and then left without taking the lamp.

Looking at the oil lamp in front of the bed, Zhang Xingbao couldn't help but feel at ease. He went to bed without taking off his shoes, and rolled over and got into the futon. When he made sure that the oil lamp was still burning, he finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

He seemed to be about to fall asleep, but there was a consciousness in his mind urging him to wake up.

"What's going on?" he wondered, and he felt that something was wrong.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them anyway. A mantra that I had once recited sounded in my mind, and it was actually a 'pure heart mantra' that I silently recited in my heart.

Once he fell into a dream for the first time, and in his dream he recited the 'Pure Heart Mantra'. The heart purifying mantra is released, and all the noise and demons that plague the mind are dispelled. At this moment, he recited the Heart Purification Mantra silently, only to feel that this Heart Clearing Mantra led him to break through the chaos and awaken his mind.

The feeling of tiredness was swept away in an instant, and the eyes that could not be opened opened in an instant. He instantly rolled over and sat up, his eyes fixed on the oil lamp in front of the bed. Although the oil lamp is still burning, it can no longer hide its original appearance. It was a lamp made of a baby's head, and the base was the baby's skull. The oil in the skull smells of corpses...

Zhang Xingbao was extremely frightened, but the sound of the conversation between the old man and the old woman outside was clearly heard in his ears. I only heard the old man say: "We have starved to death so far, and we can't eat a meal of meat and vegetables." Today I was lucky enough to be able to stew a meal of pork ribs. ”

The so-called pork ribs, I'm afraid it's him Zhang Xingbao.

"This boy has fine skin and tender flesh, and his human skin can be used to sew me a new garment. When you peel the skin for a while, be careful not to break the skin. The old woman instructed.

"Don't worry. The old man said, "It's so easy to come alone, don't let go." When he is asleep, I will skin him alive. ”

The old woman suddenly sighed: "Since the death of Lord Shunzhi and the accession of Lord Kangxi, we Wuchuan have starved to death." Now that I'm a ghost, I'm stumbling and living until now, and I don't know which emperor is reigning now..."

Listening to their muttering, Zhang Xingbao was almost frightened. I was really angry in my heart, and I hated that old man and old lady for daring to fight her own idea. I was angry, but when I thought that the two of them were ghosts, I didn't dare to act rashly.

Suddenly, he remembered the monk he had met for the first time in the rebirth ring. I remember that he once said that many evil spirits are suppressed in the afterlife ring.

It's just that Zhang Xingbao never encountered evil spirits in the afterlife ring, so he gradually became unconcerned. But I didn't expect to meet this old man and old lady today.

"No matter which emperor reigns, it doesn't matter to us..." The old man's voice came: "Now we have become ghosts, the emperor can't control us, we are afraid of Taoist priests." ”

The old woman's tone was suddenly full of worry: "As soon as you say the Taoist, I thought of that 'wandering Taoist', a few **** ago, I heard that a group of evil ghosts in the Human Skin Inn of the Ten Souls Temple were all slaughtered by this bastard Taoist." I don't know when, we'll run into him. ”

Zhang Xingbao in the room heard them say this, and he was quite curious about the wandering Taoist. But he knew that this was not the time to doubt, but to try to get out of danger.

Suddenly, he looked at the oil lamp in front of the bed. As if determined, he raised his hand and slammed the lamp over.