A Luan is alive and kicking again.
But the other two people had dark clouds on their faces. Shanhai blamed himself secretly and couldn't help sighing. Why did he lose such an important thing? And throw it into that well. He was never a careless person, maybe he was used to messing around with them, so he relaxed.
Taoist priest Lin did not mean to shirk responsibility. Right now, the most important thing is to find a way to find the pen. At noon, they discussed it and tied a rope and a bell around the mountain and sea. Mu Wan pulled the other end and watched him perform a well throw.
It's not that he's afraid of not being able to come up, but that there's no movement down there, allowing Mu Wan to decide whether to go down to look for him.
The well is very deep, perhaps because there is no water. It was dark and cold down there, not like summer at all. He cast a spell to light the torch in his hand and found that the place was too empty. It takes at least two people to reach the wall of the well. Below is a dark cave that cannot be fully illuminated by torches.
He looked around tentatively. The rope is not long and he cannot go too far. Wherever the firelight touched, there was nothing.
When he reached the extreme length of the rope, he suddenly tripped over something, but was immediately caught by the rope. The bell rang for a while, and Mu Wan shouted loudly from above.
"fine--"
His voice came up from below, but there was no reply. Mu Wan could also guess that it was much bigger down there than they thought.
"Come up quickly, Shanhai," Aluan put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted, "The ghost story has to break the rope at this point——"
Pooh.
Shanhai didn't want to pay attention to her and lowered the torch. He saw that the stone that tripped him had a strange shape. Most of it was buried in the soil, with a gray-white section exposed.
That's right, it's the bones.
He tried to pull it out, but it was difficult, the other part was buried deep. When he was about to give up, a gust of cool wind blew from nowhere. The wind was not strong, but it just blew out the torch. Thinking of Aluan's heartless advice just now, he also felt something bad in his heart. When he reached the bottom of the well, he quickly climbed up.
"No." He shook his head regretfully.
The three of them walked back into the room disappointed, ready to discuss new countermeasures. As soon as he entered the door, the familiar figure of Lord Jiyue sat at the table again.
Mu Wan had a bad temper: "You are so mysterious. Why are you still thinking about us and laughing at us?"
After saying that, she slammed the rope on the table and sat aside. Lord Jiyue put the black cloth back on and glanced sideways in her direction, somewhat covering his head.
"Ouch, what's going on? You have such a bad temper."
Shanhai didn't say anything, only Aluan answered, "The pen is lost."
This answer was something Ji Yuejun never expected.
"...It really belongs to you. Where was it lost?"
"In that well, Shanhai was dragged down by Kuanggu. When he came up again, the pen was gone." Aluan said.
"Do you have anything else as a token of Liangyue-kun's body?" Shanhai asked him.
Lord Jiyue shook his head.
"Where can I find this for you? Crazy Bones? Is there really a monster causing trouble in this village?"
"It's not that you Wu Chang didn't work hard, but you left the mess to us." Mu Wan was still not angry.
"It's unjust." Lord Jiyue spread out his sleeves, "Decades ago, Lord Uoyue was active in this area. Even if something goes wrong, it's not my fault. That gentleman hasn't punished me yet, but you've blamed me. It’s not appropriate to scold him! Besides, we don’t care about people’s affairs. As long as this monster doesn’t cause a big mess and hurt too many people, we can’t care about it.”
The table was silent for a while, no one knew what to say.
Several people stared at each other, and in just half a stick of incense, Shanhai frowned and hesitated to speak.
"Maybe, well, it's not really impossible..."
The three people looked at him again.
"I was in Xuanzang Town this morning and heard that there is such a person... He can control hundreds of corpses and can also identify people by touching their bones."
"Is there really such a person? It's just a legend."
"Are you talking about Bai Skeleton Master Shi Wuqi?"
As soon as Mr. Jiyue answered, both of them stared at him.
"you know?"
"Ah, not really, I just heard a little bit about him. He is very famous, and he was suspected of participating in the extermination of monsters decades ago. However, his reputation among monsters is even greater. They say that he only likes to have sex with monsters. Business, even the barrier of the Weeping Corpse House, is all set up for strangers. The ability you said is true, but this ability to recognize people by touching bones... can only recognize people, not monsters. "
"In other words, is this true?" Dai Luan asked.
"Then go look for him and try your luck? Although it sounds like he is not an easy master to deal with."
Mu Wan thought like this and looked at the mountains and sea. Shanhai said that he had heard his method. So the two of them got closer and began to discuss how to meet the Hundred Skeleton Master. Lord Jiyue held up his face with his wrists. He felt bored and waved his sleeves to Aluan, calling her over.
"Luan'er, do you know why Xuan Chong Town is called Xuan Chong Town?"
"Who can say for sure? It's just a name. Maybe the first person to name it just thought of it."
"That's not necessarily true. Just like your Dailuan City, it was originally named after the distant mountains. And you, that magical bird. Furthermore, your master was born in the sea and grew up in the mountains, so he got this name."
"Then why isn't his name Haishan?"
You ask his master.
——This answer seemed inappropriate. Mr. Jiyue thought for a while and said:
"For him, the meaning of his growth is more important than his origin."
"Then what is Jiyue-kun? December?"
"That's true, I did die in the twelfth lunar month. But guess, why is Xuanchuang Town named this way?"
"I don't know." She answered simply.
Lord Jiyue changed his hands and continued to hold his face.
"In this Xuanzhu Town, the rice that used to grow was all black. Whether it was native-grown or white rice and wheat brought from other places, as long as it formed ears on this land, it would all turn black. However, it seems that It’s not harmful to people if they eat it. That’s no longer the case.”
"So, it's the ears of wheat?"
"It's not that simple. People didn't live there originally, they all moved from other places. At that time, there were always demons doing evil in this area during the New Year and festivals. People called him 'haunting'. This demon has a terrifying aspect and extremely powerful power." It was so strong that no one could do anything to it. Later, an onmyoji named Seventh Dusk suppressed it and sealed it in the well - of course, it was much more powerful than the monster in the backyard. Dusk let people go up there He built a shrine and suggested that people build a village and use Yang Qi to subdue it. At first, people didn’t dare, but then things went smoothly, and people felt that his words should be believed, and they slowly gathered around there.”
"And then there was Xuanzhuang Town?"
"That's right. That town developed very quickly. It only took more than a hundred years from the time when Sui was sealed."
"What about Onmyoji?"
"He was reincarnated a long time ago, but his descendants have been guarding the shrine. But thirty years ago, the monster broke through the seal. Although it was suppressed, the priests and witches of the shrine suffered heavy casualties, and the bodies could not be identified. Rumor has it that Said, the last person people saw standing on the ruins of the shrine was the Lord of the Hundred Skeletons."
"Wow……"
When it got dark, Lord Jiyue left. It was not that Mu Wan had never thought of asking Lord Jiyue to find someone for them, but if that person wanted something from him, it would really make her feel uncomfortable, not to mention that he might not agree. Shan Hai felt that he was at fault for this matter, and it was inconvenient to trouble others.
He has reached an agreement with Miss Liangqiu and will set off tonight. She actually suggested that he take another day off, but the business wasn't settled and he couldn't sleep well either. He said he would go first and they would ride to the inn to wait for him early tomorrow morning. He has negotiated with the owner of the hundred skeletons and will go find them.
In the morning, he headed towards the white fish belly on the horizon. Who would have thought that on the same day, he would head towards the blurred ink again. By the time he arrived at the mass grave at the edge of Xuanchuang Town, the sky was filled with stars.
The scale of this mass grave is indeed not small. Looking at it, it is indeed worthy of its name. There are no tombstones, and even if there are any, they are cheap, commemorative stones with shallow inscriptions that are difficult to read.
There are white bones everywhere. In addition to people, there are also some weird-shaped bones, but there are only a few complete ones. Perhaps it was buried too shallowly and was dug out by nearby animals. When he first arrived, several vicious dogs approached him aggressively with fierce looks in their eyes.
These little monsters who have eaten human flesh are very cruel, but they are afraid of fire no matter what. Taoist priest Lin just lit a charm, and the dazzling red light scared them away. There was only phosphorus fire here, and balls of faint blue and green fire burned irregularly, disappeared quickly, and ignited again in another place, as if they were alive.
It is too difficult to find coffins. Most of these bones are discarded randomly and no one takes care of them. Is it possible to dig three feet into the ground? This is too unkind and undermines moral integrity. He stepped over the broken bones and finally saw a coffin placed outside. He apologized, lifted the lid of the coffin, and was prepared to see a highly decomposed corpse - think about it, it would be terrible to have to lie there all night!
However, when he opened the lid, he found nothing.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but wonder if the coffin owner had put it down himself. Because although it is old, it is still clean. There was some dust, but at least there was no terrible smell. It just made me feel a little uneasy when I lay down in it.
Lin Shanhai really lay in the coffin.
The base plate is strong, but also stiff. Although he was not the type who couldn't sleep without a mattress, the atmosphere and the disturbing things that happened really made it impossible for him to sleep so easily. He sat up again and again like a corpse, wondering whether to close the coffin lid. Cover it, for fear of stuffiness. If you don’t cover it, you will always feel unsteady.
After much deliberation, he pulled up the coffin board, leaving a thin gap. From this gap, you can just see the stars in the sky.
In the distance were the strange cries of little monsters, and from time to time the terrifying howling of wolves could be heard. But he didn't sleep well last night. He was very sleepy after a day of high stress. He only felt that his eyelids were slowly getting heavy and sleepiness was rising. He used to always say that Aluan had a big heart, but now that he thought about it, it was quite embarrassing that he could get sleepy in a place like this.
After thinking about it, he really fell asleep.
"The child is so old."
"Yeah, it's so big."
In his dream, he vaguely heard two strange yet familiar voices. A man and a woman, one singing and the other harmonizing.
But he couldn't see their faces clearly.
