The tiger master flew to block the door of the store, a big knife resisted his shoulder, and the four dog slaves also blocked in front of the tiger master, two vicious dogs lay on the ground and waited for the opportunity to rise, and seven pairs of eyes stared coldly at everyone in the store.

The tiger master said in a loud voice: "Everyone, don't be bored. Please poop yourself, please be quiet, don't make trouble!"

Hua Shan Gou said angrily: "What's the matter, how to make trouble, what if you don't make trouble, and ask the hero to tell me and listen to it!"

Hu Ye said: "What kind of bird man are you? Don't you know the rules of this place, there is no smoke ditch, people and ghosts do not come during the day, life and death are up to the sky, and at night there is no hindrance of yin and yang, there is no return." ”

Hua Shan said politely: "Even if this is the case, why are you waiting to guard the door? Could it be that there is another intention?"

The tiger master laughed and said: "Fart, who are you talking about our tiger master, and you are like you and other small-bellied chicken intestines, who are greedy for fame and money like people who confuse black and white? Life and death, whether it is a ghost or a person, has nothing to do with my tiger master, and the fourth watch is visible and clear. ”

Many people in the store did not know what they meant, and they were confused. Gou Weili said: "Why do you have to wait until the fourth watch?"

Hu Ye said coldly: "Life and death in the ditch since ancient times are set on the fourth watch, the living need to be cocooned and self-bound, and the dead should be hooked away by black and white." ”

Gou Weili sneered: "How can there be ghosts and monsters in this world, pretending!"

Some people in the store are uneasy, some are worried, and some people are expressionless.

I heard a rooster crow outside, followed by another bang, a gong.

Huzi said: "Everyone, I heard it clearly, it's already a watch." Please feel free to do so. ”

Everyone in the store sat down again. Hu Ye and the others returned to the store, and everything was peaceful again.

It's just that the man in white and the masked man behind Ximen Qingyuan went out of the store one after another. Tang Gong and the two were anxious, Gong Ming glanced at Tang Shengzhi, got up and grabbed the sword and went out of the store. Leaving Tang Shengzhi alone in the store.

Gong Ming flew to the street, looked around, and saw no one except for a strong person who passed by Fang's side. The person who beat the guard just glanced back at Gong Ming when he heard the sound, and went straight forward, as if he hadn't seen Gong Ming.

Gong Ming coughed lightly, looked up on the eaves, but saw two black shadows, one in front of the other, four or five feet apart, speeding towards the end of the street, under the silver light, it was vaguely seen that the two people were dressed in black and one bright, it was the two people who came out of the tea shop.

Gong Ming was overjoyed, and then looked back at the person who beat the watch, but he was gone. Gong Ming was too lazy to even think about it, there were too many suspicious things here, how could he take care of them one by one, so he hurriedly rolled on the spot, rolled to the opposite side of the street, stuck to the street wall, used his hands and feet together, rushed out like a spirit fox, shook off the snow without a trace, and flew towards the other side of the street silently.

The two people in the room were like flying, and the palace inscription on the ground followed closely, not near or far.

In the blink of an eye, the road turned around, and the three of them had come to the end of the street. At the end of the street is a tall cliff and a steep wall, more than ten zhang high, like a knife splitting an axe carving, the light flow, there is no grass and trees; there are actually a few lines of dark glowing big characters on the top of the mountain wall: four more to determine life and death, yin and yang are connected, persuade the king to turn back early, and regret the sunset. The words are the size of a mill, and the font is also a dragon flying and phoenix dance, and at a glance you can see that it is from the hand of a famous artist. These lines of words are green and shining, and can be seen from afar in the dark night, which is already strange, and what is even more strange is that there is a huge tomb next to the foot of the mountain, about two feet high, bare, towering in the street, which is incomprehensible, and there is a thatched hut made of grass and trees next to the tomb, and the door of the house is wide open. The lights inside were flickering, flickering and dimming, but there was not a single person in the silence.

Gong Ming looked up and saw that there was a horse tether post about three feet high on the street that was just used to hide, so he hurriedly closed himself and covered it, curled up into a ball, and peeked out to see the two people on the opposite eaves.

But seeing that the man in black in front had already climbed the cliff in the air, with light hands and a graceful posture, and was about to climb over the mountain, it could be seen that this man had very high light skills, while the man in white in the back was lying on his stomach under the moonlight on the room, motionless, and was secretly watching the actions of the man in black. I saw that the man in black flew up in the air and had already climbed the cliff, the man stood on the cliff, looked back behind him, and disappeared on the mountain in a blink of an eye. I saw that the man in white flew up, and did not fly straight up to the top of the cliff like the man in black, but flew up to a big tree on the side of the cliff, got into the shade of the tree, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Gong Ming was startled, paused for a moment, and was about to fly forward to take a look, when he heard a person in the hut sneeze, and then came out of a person, an old man who had white eyebrows, tattered clothes, and walked staggeringly and trembling.

Gong Ming was shocked into a cold sweat, hurriedly collected his hands and feet, held his breath, and subconsciously moved his body back, but he didn't know what furry thing he had put on his waist. Presumably, this thing just ran away with its head down, but it didn't realize that someone in front of it had actually hit it, and suddenly it was pushed back again, and with a "squeak" sound, it ran into the shadows across the street.

Gong Ming secretly patted himself on the chest, not scared half to death, thinking to himself where did such a big mouse come from, strange and scary, and then looked up at the old man.

Then the old man looked up at the night sky, beat his back, looked up and down the street with his old eyes open, coughed a few times, and turned around in front of the grave a few times, muttering in his mouth. I saw him stretch and yawn, and then he was satisfied and slowly returned to the house.

Gong Ming waited for a long time, and when he saw that there was no movement, he let out a sigh, turned his stiff neck slightly, turned his head and looked around again, and suddenly saw a pair of fine eyes shining in the dark shade of the street opposite, staring at him, blinking.

Gong Ming spat and thought to himself, this ghost place is very evil. Even the rat cat is bigger than the one outside, ruthless, and so not afraid of people, look at how I clean you up.

Gong Ming then took out a mourning door nail from his arms, turned over his hand and popped it out, took the thing directly, and said in his heart: Let you see your uncle scare your uncle. Listen carefully, but there is no sound on the other side, and the nail of the mourning door is like mud into the sea, and there is no trace. Gong Ming was shocked, could it be that the rat here has become a fine man, and he took out three mourning nails, and was about to hit again, looked up and saw the cliff, and secretly scolded, don't play, almost broke the business, where is the master, how life and death have not yet been known, how can I manage this little bit of idleness, so I looked up and saw that it was quiet, and I was busy with my feet, and I was a little bit of a horse stake in the air, such as a big eagle spreading its wings and flying up the cliff behind the thatched hut, kicking the mountain wall, jumping over the thatched house, and unhooking the long whip on the waist with his right hand and throwing it out, "snap" The sound was wrapped around the big tree, and as soon as one arm was forced, the body and mind were lifted, and the person flew up to the big tree with a "whoosh", and hurriedly hid in the tree, turning around and looking at the street behind him.

By the moonlight, Gong Ming carefully looked at the slippery cliff in front of him, and did not see anything peculiar, the cliff was smooth, it had been polished, and it didn't matter what the hole was. But Gong Ming knew that there must be a mystery in front of him, otherwise the man in white would not have disappeared all of a sudden, and it was definitely not the first time that this person had come here. Gong Ming searched carefully again, but still found nothing, and when he was looking around and speculating, he suddenly heard a slight sound of crickets at his feet, and hurriedly looked down. I saw a black shadow pulling something at the root of the mountain, making a slight sound, and after a while, the sound had stopped, and the black shadow was gone.

Gong Ming knew that there was a ghost cat or ghost mouse below who had a big life and hit him, but he didn't expect this thing to fall into a hole in the grave of the dead, which was very evil.

Gong Ming saw that there was no other good plan, so he went down to take a look, so he flew down the tree silently. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt that his feet were empty, Gong Ming screamed "Ahhh