The pitch-black water, like a huge black hole, swallowed the faint moonlight in the sky, and only the occasional splash, like a miserable white scimitar, forced a small boat to move slowly.

Hearing the order to return, one of them looked surprised: "Qin Ming, anyway, let's go a few miles ahead to the next port, why don't we go ashore and rest for a while?"

"Return immediately! This is an order!" Qin Ming's tone became serious, and this person did not dare to disobey, snorted, ordered everyone to turn the bow of the boat, and then took advantage of the unpreparedness, quietly put down a bamboo tube wrapped in black cloth in the middle of the river, and floated downstream.

The boat didn't go long ago, only to hear the rustling of the woods on both sides, a shadow strangely dived into the river to retrieve the bamboo tube, and found that a few words were hurriedly written inside, "Cancel, disarm!" and then snapped his hands, and many figures poured out on both sides, and a large net was put away from the river, and there was a faint sharp luster flashing in the net.

"Count your fate!" the leader snorted coldly, "Retreat!

These people from Qingyangguan received a report that Sankoutang was going to send someone out to seek a master to deal with him. Because it was difficult to shoot on the surface, he was ready to take advantage of the night to wipe them out on the river and hurt their sharp spirit. Anyway, people here don't know the ghosts, even if there is an accident, people will think that the bottom of the boat has touched the reef, but they didn't expect the duck in their mouths to fly, so they can only go home.

But just as they were about to go back, three figures suddenly appeared behind them, and they quietly approached the front, and before they could react, they lost their breath. The three figures made a few more stabs in the fatal spots on each person's body, then put away the knives, concealed the corpses, and disappeared into the night.

"Big brother, a few people from Sankoutang really turned back halfway, but when we were about to come back, we found that the people of Qingyangguan were also secretly planning to frame them, but we didn't expect to be avoided by them. I'm afraid that those people will inevitably expose the matter when they return to Qingyang View, so we will leave all those people behind. The three Jia brothers were whispering something to Ufan.

"Good job, as long as these people don't return to Qingyang Temple for the time being, there won't be much vigilance over there. But this matter can't be delayed for too long, once there is no news for many days, it will definitely be strictly guarded, and our actions will be a little more dangerous, tomorrow during the day, we will go to Qingyang Mountain, and then hurry up. ”

Qingyang Mountain, a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, is surrounded by clouds and mist, surrounded by clear water, full of greenery, and the four seasons are like spring. But a hundred years ago, it was still an ordinary stone mountain, and the birds on the mountain did not fall, the grass did not grow, and the life of the people under the mountain was also very difficult.

Legend has it that one day, a cloud floated on the mountain, and among them was an old man riding a green sheep, and the green sheep under the old man's seat, looking at the bare ground, could not speak, so he bleated three times. At the first sound, the river in the distance was surging, the second sound, the grass and trees on the mountain grew rapidly, and the third sound, the clouds in the sky lowered a little, obscuring the sun. The green sheep spread joy, and bowed his head in satisfaction to eat the grass.

In order to thank the green sheep for the creation, the people under the mountain renamed the stone mountain as Qingyang Mountain, and set up an ancestral hall in the mountain, which enshrines the sculptures of the old man and the green sheep, the incense is continuous, and the lights are not dim.

Regardless of whether the legend is true or not, life under this Qingyang Mountain is thriving. And since a few decades ago, an old Taoist who traveled here established the "Qingyang View", this feng shui has also been transferred here, from a small village of a few households, to a large city of 100 households. There are often seekers who come and go here to get a touch of immortal energy, hoping to worship in the view.

In Qingyang Restaurant, a short-haired young man slapped the money bag on the table, "Little Er, if there is anything delicious and delicious, give it to our son!"

"Okay! These guest officers, you wait a moment!" Although it is not uncommon for a generous son, but there are not many who are so generous, the shopkeeper looked at the money bag on the table, and was about to reach out to get the money bag, but as soon as his hand held the money bag, he was held down by the short-haired young man.

"Don't be in a hurry to go, what are the interesting places in Qingyang Mountain, or any interesting people or things? Tell our son, our son likes to hear these stories the most." ”

"This..."The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, "What is there to say, let me tell you the origin of Qingyang Mountain?

"Stop, stop, I will listen to this story from house to house, and my ears are calloused, so there is nothing new?

"No! this can't be nonsense..."Shopkeeper's face changed, and he picked up the money bag and was about to leave, but at this moment, he only heard a click, and the boy with the black gauze hat opened the birdcage in his hand, and a silver light whizzed around the shopkeeper's arm, and a snake head stared at the shopkeeper's eyes fiercely, and the two fangs in his mouth were very hideous.

"Ahh This childe... Your... Childe help..."The shopkeeper was frightened and motionless, his eyes slanted down at this child, and he saved his life again and again.

"Say, the money is yours! Don't say it, my life is mine!" said the young man of Qingshe in a faint dumb voice.

"I said, I said..."The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded and agreed, the white snake on his arm swished, and returned to the cage, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked around at no one, then closed the door and window, and said in a low voice, "In fact, these things, the locals of Qingyang Mountain know a lot, but they don't dare to spread it to the outside world, before I speak, please give a guarantee, don't tell outsiders when you go out, otherwise I... I might as well be eaten by this white snake..."

Na Yuanhua wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wu Fan, and continued to say in a dumb voice: "My Qingshe Gongzi is just interested in talking about the world, if it is inconvenient for you not to talk about it." He said as he silently flicked the switch of the cage with his hand.

This clicking sound was like Lord Yama knocking on the table, Xiao Er peeked through the door and window again, gritted his teeth, and said, "Actually, only half of the people in this Qingyang Mountain are alive. ”

"What?" Hearing this, the people in the room were frightened and clenched their weapons.

"Don't get me wrong, guest officers, although I said that they are not alive, I didn't say that they were dead!"

Listening to the shopkeeper, this Qingyang Temple was built on the mountain without permission, and the villagers under the mountain were very opposed. He sent people to look for them again and again, but each time they were closed. Since the establishment of Qingyang Temple, there are often strange sounds on the mountain at night, which makes these villagers very frightened.

Later, a few bold people took advantage of the night to sneak into the Qingyang Temple, but they never came back. The villagers thought that these people were harmed by the Qingyang Temple, and they went to the temple with farm tools to ask for an explanation at dawn, but they didn't expect the door of the Qingyang Temple to open this time. The villagers actually walked out in Taoist robes with expressionless faces, saying that they had been influenced by the Taoist chief and had decided to cultivate the Tao, so they turned around and went back and closed the door.

This made the villagers confused, although they said so on the surface, but there was a strange color in their eyes, a kind of indescribable strangeness, and they could only secretly suffer a dumb loss. After going down the mountain, some people have told outsiders about this kind of thing, but whenever someone leaks this matter, the listener and speaker will suddenly disappear out of thin air, and it may not appear in the Qingyang view at any time.

It turned out that many people in the villagers were already controlled by Qingyangguan, but with the passage of time, this control technique became more and more ingenious, so that the feeling of stiffness at the beginning gradually disappeared, and it could also be perfectly integrated into daily life, not easy to be detected by outsiders. The rest of the people also discovered this law, and they all kept their mouths shut about it, not daring to divulge anything in the slightest.

"So, most of the villagers in Qingyang Mountain are puppets of Qingyang Mountain now?" Yuan Hua asked suddenly.

That's right, but these people are still living as usual, except for their great admiration for Qingyang Guan, there is nothing out of the ordinary. The shopkeeper replied.

"Do you respect Qingyangguan?" Wu Fan suddenly said in a dumb voice.

"Of course I... A few guest officers won't believe me, right?" The shopkeeper smiled bitterly, "My father was the first batch of people who were manipulated back then, and when my father left that day, my mother returned to her parents' house with her pregnancy, and then gave birth to me outside. Later, when I heard the news of my father's cultivation, my mother was very angry and wanted to go back to ask for an explanation, but I was too young and weak to get rid of the cold, so I was left at my mother's house and did not go back until I was older. ”

"On the way home, I was stopped by a monk who said that I would lose my soul in the future, so he gave me a piece of jade cicada to wear with me, which could save my life at a critical moment. I didn't take it to heart, thinking that it was a good thing anyway, and I had no money to change wine and eat in the future, but when I returned to Qingyang Mountain, I felt a strange feeling, the smiles on the faces of the people in the village made my face hairy, and my mother also agreed with my father's cultivation, and even persuaded me to go up the mountain to cultivate. ”

"At that time, I was frightened, so I ran around, and happened to meet a child of the same age, he saw me when I just came back from outside, and knew that I was a normal person, so he told me about the things of these years, I was young and ignorant, so I told my mother these things, and persuaded her to wake up, but who knew that that night, I and the boy were arrested on Qingyang Mountain... I saw things that I will never forget in my life. ”

"The two of us were thrown into the Taoist temple, shivering, and suddenly I heard a strange sound, and my mind became blurred, and then the jade cicada in my chest was cold, and I came to my senses, only to see the Taoist leader... The monster, with a green glow in his eyes, sucked a mist out of the young man's head, and then burped with satisfaction, and just as he was about to suck me, he found that my crotch was frightened by the smell of urine, so he lost Yaxing, and let the two of them take us back down the mountain. ”

"Fortunately, I was too scared to move at the time, the monster Taoist didn't find anything abnormal, I didn't die, I remembered what the monk said, I understood what was going on, for so many years I have been looking for a chance to avenge my family, but after so many years, people have grown up, but their courage has become small..."