After taking care of the two evil ghosts, we finally left here and went down the mountain along the path to the crater. Our target mission this time has been completed, and there is nothing going on here in Yunnan.
It was still late at night outside at this time. In order not to be discovered, we entered the interior of the volcano. Everyone moved at night. Generally speaking, this time it was relatively smooth. No time was wasted. Everyone decided to rest for a few nights and wait. I will return to Beijing in a few days.
After leaving the volcanoes in Daying Mountain, I told Uncle Wang some of my own thoughts on what caused the death of Hu Dazhuang and Zhou Dafu.
I'm not sure yet about the cause of Hu Dazhuang's death. Was he deliberately killed to create the Five Elements Corpse of Earthly Evil, or was it related to the little carriage and died under some special power.
I decided to use the Sheepherd and the Feng Family Blood Demon Eye Technique to cooperate with each other to see if I could find the little carriage, because I always felt that the little carriage was a treasure, although many people died because of it. .
But it was such a coincidence that the weird little carriage we were looking for this time actually happened to us, and it was just after leaving Daying Mountain.
Uncle Wang also knew that Uncle San had given me some knowledge books about shepherds, but he didn’t seem to have seen me practice. He looked at me very doubtfully: "Xiao Lin, you have never been a shepherd before. You are sure." Did you find the pony?"
"And the consequences of that little carriage were the mysterious disappearance of more than 180 Japanese soldiers and the death of Chow Tai Fook. Moreover, this little carriage did not appear every day. The last person who saw him was the one you mentioned. Old Man Fang, I’ve never heard of anyone seeing this little carriage.”
"Uncle Wang, I have some guesses. This little carriage is also one of the treasures of heaven and earth. Maybe it is the "black sheep" in the mouth of the sheepherders. The so-called "black sheep" are the spirits born in some dangerous places. "thing"
"After my third uncle gave me these things, I actually read some knowledge about sheepherders. The appearance of these small carriages and the accompanying events made me think they were "black sheep"
We came to Jiangdong Village again. Originally we wanted to find Mr. Fang to inquire about some things about Chow Tai Fook back then. Because we were very poor back then, every household was a house made of dirt. Today’s Jiangdong Village has long been Replaced with a new house.
Some of the dilapidated old houses have been bulldozed, and people have already left their original living locations and moved to new places. However, the house in Chow Tai Fook is still in ruins as it was decades ago. The ruins, because everything that happened there will never be forgotten from beginning to end.
A few of us came to the ruins with our souls and looked at them for a long time. There was nothing in the dilapidated yard, and there was only a vegetable cellar left in the empty yard. Lei Zi and Lone Wolf went to the back of the ruins. Walking forward, there is a smaller garden behind.
The yard at the back was very small. When I went over to take a look, Lei Zi had already climbed out of the yard holding on to the few remaining walls. What followed was Lei Zi's exclamation.
Hearing Lei Zi's exclamation, I hurriedly chased after him. The courtyard wall was not high to begin with, and I could jump up to it by just stepping on it. I was one step slower than Lei Zi. When I leaned out of the wall, I glanced at him. Then we saw a strange carriage three or four feet away from us. The carriage was not big.
My body and spirit were shocked at the same time. At this moment, my intuition told me that this was the legendary and weird little carriage. At the same time, everything I witnessed finally proved that Chow Tai Fook was not lying.
The small carriage that appeared in this place at this time looked like an ancient carriage. The night was very dark, and it was impossible to tell what year and month it was made. It looked like it had just been dug out of the soil.
The cart was pulled by the same horse as Chow Tai Fook described. It was a horse as big as a dog. The horse was covered with hair half a foot long, half black and half white.
The carriage was more than three feet away from us and stood silently. I saw the pony shaking its head slightly, grinning and looking at Lei Zi. Two sharp fangs were exposed from the horse's mouth, and the pony was emitting There was some evil smell.
Lei Zi quickly pulled out Cao Hao's sword and used the spiritual energy on the sword to block the aura. After being with me for a long time, Lei Zi was trained by General Mengtian to be able to sense these unusual things.
The legend that had been circulating around Jiangdong Village for several years suddenly became a reality. When I saw this little carriage.
A curse word came out of my mouth: "Damn it, I planted flowers deliberately but they didn't bloom, but I planted willows unintentionally to make shade. I just said I was looking for it and it came to my door."
The lone wolf who arrived later heard Lei Zi's exclamation and saw the strange little carriage. As if he had lost his soul at that moment, his legs were shaking violently, his knees bent, and he knelt directly on the ground.
I sensed some danger, an indescribable danger, and my intuition was very clear that it came not from the strange pony but from the contents of the carriage.
It was covered by something. It seemed to be a box. The lid of the box was tightly closed, so it was unclear what it was.
The thing under the black cloth was motionless, but the dangerous aura it exuded made people's legs weak. Fortunately, the rest of us were practitioners and were not affected.
"Leizi, be careful!" I grabbed at Leizi, trying to pull him back, because the pressure brought by this weird little carriage was too great. I felt that as long as I took another half step closer to it, I would be able to pull him back. It will be beyond redemption.
"Come out! You bastard, I'm not afraid of you." Lei Zi still shook off my hand at this time and shouted lowly. He had already used hard Qigong to resist, but I could feel that Lei Zi actually He was also afraid, and he kept drinking just to hide the fear in his heart.
Lei Zi, who was holding the Cao Hao Sword, lowered his body and rushed towards the small carriage three feet away. The pony pulling the carriage grinned and neighed, seeing Lei Zi holding a sword. He rushed over, turned around and ran away. The sound of the horse's roar seemed to be full of provocation and ridicule.
Lei Zi, who was practicing hard qigong, was obviously much stronger than before, and his speed was also quite fast, but this weird little carriage was even faster, like a black and white lightning flashing in the night, it could run away in the blink of an eye. .
I ran behind Lei Zi. This was the first time I saw the legendary weird little carriage with my own eyes. Although I didn't suffer any real danger or trauma, my heart was always shaking. This legend was true.
I knew very well that the inexplicable fear came from something covered with black cloth on the carriage. I really wanted to know what it was. Uncle Wang also jumped up and followed us, and the spirit bones also flew up and chased after us.
But the little carriage went too fast, and the small wheels of the carriage were blown by the wind, and it was like lightning. Lei Zi ran very fast. He tried his best, but he couldn't catch up at all. I was afraid that Lei Zi was in danger, so I didn't dare to leave him alone, and I didn't pursue the pony carriage with all my strength.
In the end, the strange little carriage turned into a point that was invisible to the naked eye and disappeared from the field of vision. Lei Zi also slowly slowed down and stood there, looking at the direction in which the little carriage disappeared, feeling a little confused.
After a long time, he turned his head. The mountain breeze at night was chilly, but Lei Zi was covered in cold sweat at this time. His eyes were a little solemn, but very complicated.
He must have been resisting the power of the weird little carriage just now. Lei Zi looked up at me, turned around and left without saying a word, returning to Jiangdong Village along the same route.
The other two people saw that neither Lei Zi nor I had caught up with the pony carriage, and they were not looking for the pony carriage. They all focused on me.
If I am looking for a pony carriage, they only need to follow me. On the other hand, if I am not looking for a weird pony carriage, they will naturally not look for any weird pony carriage.
After Lei Zi walked a few steps side by side with me, he said something, but this sentence was so suspense that it didn't scare me. What he said was: "Xiao Lin, something is wrong. I heard something in the courtyard of Chow Tai Fook just now." There were some weird sounds, really weird.”
"What sound? What kind of weird method? What did you hear, Lei Zi?" I quickly asked, all of this was a little unusual, and something strange could happen.
"Damn it, you evil person, you dare to eat my flesh, I will kill you, I will drink up all your blood, I will beat your tendons, peel off your skin, and tear your bones apart, I I will crush you to ashes": Lei Zi murmured some of the sounds he heard.
"That voice came from a very strange place. It was a man's voice. It was screaming very pitifully. It seemed that it came from Chow Tai Fook's yard just now. That voice has been lingering. I'm thinking about whether we should go check it out."
Since we had just discovered the strange little carriage in a hurry, we chased the two strange little carriages not very far. After walking for a few minutes, we returned to the ruins of Chow Tai Fook's broken house.
Lone Wolf and Lei Zi had already reached the edge of the broken vegetable cellar. Lone Wolf simply put the assault rifle into the hall, and Lei Zi also held the Cao Hao Sword. He had not used thermal weapons for a long time. The assault rifle is only carried on the side of the shoulder.
Uncle Wang and I stood on the edge, both ready. In the extremely silent night, suddenly there was a sound of urns and urns, which came to everyone's ears from the vegetable cellar below. The sound was incomparable. It's awkward and uncomfortable.
It's like half-dead people in a mass grave crying for help, or like a thousand-year-old corpse waking up from its slumber. The voice is as weak as a mosquito's hum, but as sharp as a steel needle, piercing the eardrums. Wear the same.
