"Mingduoha──" Qie Kongren shouted, while desperately manipulating the instrument panel of the flying car to stop the flying car from shaking.
The round light above their heads spit out two more speeding cars, chasing the light belt one after another, and shooting strong light towards the light belt.
The man next to him muttered a lot and then made an emergency descent of the flying car.
After a strong wind, the speeding car returned to the gate of the ruined temple.
The man from Qie Kong urged Polu to get out of the car, and then he also got out of the car. He took something and sprayed it at the speeding car. After a pile of sweet white smoke was sprayed out, the place where the speeding car was smoking and burning was immediately extinguished.
The Chikong man glanced at the broken shoes, jumped into the speeding car again, rushed into the air, and joined the battle.
Polu looked at the round light floating in the sky under the bright moon. Three flying cars chased the light ribbon in the night sky, like flies and snakes chasing each other in the sky, and from time to time they emitted white light like lightning. Polu couldn't help but shake his head, wondering if he was dreaming.
Of course he knew it wasn't.
"The next day, I woke up in the ruined temple and walked outside to take a look, hoping to see some traces left behind."
"Master, aren't those sixteen people the Night Wanderers?" Yankong asked hurriedly.
"Exactly."
"What a coincidence." Yunkong said thoughtfully, "Wouldn't it be too coincidental for the two of them to appear together?"
"how to say?"
"Master, I can't help but guess that instead of you looking for them, maybe they are also looking for you, or even following you."
Po Lu smiled and said: "What you said makes sense. I thought about it later..."The Classic of Mountains and Seas" said that the location of Qigong Kingdom was the place where Xingtian and the Emperor fought for god. Xingtian was beheaded there, and The Night Travel God is also the god who keeps watch for the ‘Emperor’. Could it be that there was a war in the Qihu Kingdom, and... three thousand years ago?”
Yun Kong said: "Master, do you doubt who this 'emperor' is?"
Po Lu smiled and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to solve this mystery in this life."
Yankong, who had been silent just now, suddenly said: "Master, I understand."
"What did you understand?"
"Do you remember the Confucius Temple in Xianren Village? Didn't the group of night wandering gods disappear from there after they obtained the Sky-Covering Seal? Then there were the luminous dishes..."
"yes."
"We have been to the Confucius Temple before, and I was very troubled at the time. I didn't see the temple's blessings, and there were almost no decorations. It looked like an abandoned temple, and no one in the village knew its origins." Yankong said, "Now that I think about it, according to the As far as Master knows, that temple is not the Confucius Temple or Confucius Temple we know."
Polu smiled and said: "I see, I didn't expect that."
"This hole is not that hole. That is the base of the Chekong people. The Night Traveling God is the group of Chekong people who were hunted down. They are hiding in Xianren Village. The Confucius Temple is the entrance to the disc of the Night Traveling God!" Yankong slapped his thigh excitedly. , "That makes sense!"
Polu agreed with Yankong's idea, but if Yankong is correct... Polu frowned and said, "I'm starting to wonder how my master obtained the Sky-Shaking Seal..."
After Polu said this, an idea came to his mind. He was suddenly startled and suddenly noticed the connection between various things.
not that simple.
He secretly glanced at the cloud sky.
At this moment, he only regretted that his inner cultivation was not deep enough and that he did not have the magical power to know the past and the future. In fact, this was his original intention when he took Yunkong to Yinshan Temple.
The night was deep, the cold wind was getting stronger, and the fire in the brazier seemed to be weakening.
The wind outside was howling, causing the thatched cottage to sway a little.
The three of them were all sleepy, but Mo Er had already fallen asleep curled up in his clothes. In his sleep, tears filled the corners of his eyes, and his dreamland seemed to be the land of his longing.
This winter day is the last time Polu teaches his two disciples. When spring comes, they will embark on a lonely journey again.
Po Lu also has to concentrate on his practice and complete the final lesson of his life.
I heard that on the night he was born, a hundred ghosts walked through the night.
I heard the old man speak vividly, but I still don’t quite understand.
I still remember when I was a child, bandits would come to the store every year and a half to plunder the goods, move all the goods away, and insult them as local rich people and poisonous insects.
He remembered that his family members were crying when they saw their livelihood being robbed, "These bandits are more ferocious than ghosts!"
The bandits have been causing trouble for several years, but they have grown stronger!
He only remembered that when he was growing up, people were constantly harassing him. In the end, his land was robbed and his shop was lost. Not only that, he was also forcibly dragged up the mountain by bandits, and he was humiliated from time to time.
A large family that originally had four generations under one roof became fragmented, and by the time he was old enough to be the head of the family, there were only a handful of people left.
The strange thing is that the many years of turmoil in the family have never troubled him. Although he is a young man in his twenties during the turbulent times, no one comes to trouble him.
The elderly at home said that it was due to the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts. If the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts occurs at birth, it means that he is a person who can overcome ghosts.
"...This kind of person, monsters and monsters would not dare to get close to him."
Having said that, his family has been dubbed "cow demons and snake gods".
Having said that, I still don’t understand what Hundred Ghosts Night Parade is.
Now the senior one in the family is his mother, who is already an old woman in her seventies, and he himself is about fifty. Only then did he realize that he had not asked his mother properly in all these years what a hundred ghosts walk at night.
Maybe too busy?
Busy with life, busy running around, busy with this and that.
After the society stabilized, he married a wife and went to work in a factory from nine to five.
It doesn't matter, as long as the mother is still alive.
On the way home from get off work at the factory that day, he was thinking about how to ask his mother.
After dinner, his mother went outside to enjoy the shade, and he took the opportunity to ask.
"Hundred Ghosts at Night?" My mother stared blankly at the sky for a while and never answered.
After all, as a person in his seventies, sometimes it is easy to forget certain things.
Just when he thought his mother was forgetful and wanted to ask again, her mother replied: "I'll take you to have a look."
"take me?"
"Go and tell your wife, let's go for a walk." Before he finished speaking, his mother had already left.
His home was located in a hilly area, surrounded by mountains. His mother took the lead up a hillside and walked straight to the small forest.
There is a crescent moon hanging in the sky. At first glance, it seems that the night is grinning, surrounded by diamond-like stars.
He followed his mother's footsteps and walked up the hillside in the dim light of the moon.
"In the area around here, when you were born, there was a night march of hundreds of ghosts."
He was about to ask a question, but was stopped by his mother.
"Don't talk, let's wait here."
He had no choice but to stay silent and lean against his mother, not knowing what to expect.
The mother and son just waited.
"I heard your grandmother say before that if you come here at night, it will happen again..."
"Hmm..." he responded softly.
"It's so quiet."
indeed.
Although this place has been chaotic for many years, and the ever-changing society has made everyone dizzy, it is finally a little more stable now. But even though people are constantly changing, this place remains the same and remains so peaceful.
Heaven and earth don't care what people are doing.
Perhaps everything people do is ridiculous or meaningless to heaven and earth.
Perhaps the world is indifferent at all, and his tranquility is just inevitable.
The leaves are still blowing in the wind.
Insects are still courting mates with great effort, and for that moment of happiness, they play all kinds of music for the earth.
It's just inevitable...
"Here we come..." his mother said in a deep voice.
He listened intently, but heard nothing.
"Over there..." His mother pointed deep into the forest.
A subtle rumble came from deep in the forest.
He began to tense up and open his eyes, trying to see something.
The rumble gradually became louder, closer, and became finer, just like many scattered tones running through this mountainous area.
He started to get creepy and felt his skin being pulled taut by the bristling hairs.
His heart pounded against his chest excitedly.
His fingers stretched out from time to time, because he was looking forward to it passionately.
Oh, it turns out this is Hyakki Yakō!
The sound of running rushed forward, and the mountains and fields were filled with running that shook the mountains and forests.
