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Liangjie Mountain spreads for tens of thousands of miles, and it is not the number one mountain in the northwest, but it is still very famous in the land of Youzhou.
It's just that this place is famous, not because of its rich production, but because the mountains in these two realms are the most steep, with nine twists and turns, and there are often vicious people hiding in them.
Being able to travel at night and hide deep in the mountains, for ordinary people, he is naturally a dangerous person.
However, because there are strange minerals in the Liangjie Mountain, there are naturally people who built a city here.
Liangjie City is the city closest to Liangjie Mountain on the edge of Youzhou. Its name also comes from this mountain.
This city has been around for a long time and was considered a big city in the previous dynasty. However, as the nearby mines were mined, the city gradually withered away and no longer had the prosperity of the past.
But after all, it is a fairly small city, and there are naturally a lot of people living in it.
There are ways to live in prosperous places, and there are ways to live in poverty-stricken areas.
Two Boundary City, Outer City.
squeak~
Wang Er opened the door and stretched out in the hot sunshine. Although the sun was tilted to the west, the sun was still very bright and it shone warmly on his body.
As soon as Wang Er woke up, he felt sleepy again. However, he glanced at the simple mourning hall in the yard and closed his yawning mouth.
"In addition to getting drunk every day, I also go gambling. Your mother is seventeen years old, and there is not even a stick of incense at home. If your mother comes back today, I'm afraid she will tear you to pieces!"
The sharp voice sounded, making the mustache on Wang Er's face tremble in fear, and his thin face suddenly turned white.
The one who yelled was a woman in her thirties or forties with disheveled hair.
At this time, the woman put her hands on her hips, her face full of irritation and anger, and she screamed, scaring Wang Er away from his drowsiness.
"That's my mother! She's so cruel that she even tore you apart, a shrew like you!"
Wang Er shrank his neck.
"This is your mother, not mine!"
The woman had a sharp voice, stretched out her hand, and took the stunned son into her hands: "I will take my son back to his parents' house, and you can worship the old man by yourself!"
As he said this, he saluted with the large and small bags that he had already packed, and walked out angrily, leaving nothing of value at home behind.
Except for this rented yard.
"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!"
Wang Er refused to admit defeat, but after taking a look at the mourning hall in the yard, he still cursed and went out.
It wasn't that he wanted to buy some incense candles, but that he had to go out to get some food. There was nothing to eat at home.
The city of Two Boundaries was not prosperous, and the outer city was particularly dirty. As soon as he stepped out, the smell of feces and urine hit his nostrils, causing Wang Er to curse again:
"What son of a bitch prolapsed his anus and then pooped and peed in front of grandpa's door! Don't let grandpa find you, or he will fill you in a manure pit and feed you to the maggots..."
Wang Er cursed for a while, attracting everyone's attention, but no one was willing to pay attention to him.
"It's just a small amount of money... I'd better take a gamble. If I win, I can pick up a pig's head and eat it. Isn't it better than this fading bird's noodles?"
Wang Er felt bored and tiptoed out of the street. He originally wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, but when he touched the few pennies left in his pocket, he turned around and rubbed his hands before entering the gambling stall.
"Aunt Wang has suffered all her life, and now she is relieved. No matter what, she has such a son. If she really lives to be 300 years old, that would be a punishment."
"Her daughter-in-law is not a good person. Otherwise, why would she go back to her parents' home for the first seven times? Isn't it because she was treated harshly during her lifetime, and now she is afraid?"
"I really hope there are ghosts in the world, and these beasts..."
"Oh, stop talking. That thing looks like the flesh of Wang Er's hob. Once it sticks to it, you can't get rid of it..."
Some people looked at this scene and shook their heads in their hearts, but no one said anything.
"Plop!"
As dusk approached, several angry curses came from the gambling stall, and a figure was thrown out.
"Ouch!"
Wang Er screamed and lay on the ground. After a long time, no one came out to help him, and then he got up in frustration.
After squeezing his stomach, which was as dry as his money bag, Wang Er felt troubled. He looked around at the vendors closing their stalls, rolled his eyes and moved closer.
It took him a while to fill his stomach, Wang Er burped, and then he wandered towards home.
After stepping on countless pieces of shit, Wang Er walked to the front of his yard with an unlucky look on his face.
"You prodigal woman, light an oil lamp?!"
Glancing at the glimmer of light coming from the crack in the door, Wang Er was furious. He kicked the courtyard door open and cursed at the sight of the people in the courtyard.
"...Wait a minute, didn't you go back to your parents' home? Why don't you just get out?"
After scolding a few times and getting no response, Wang Er realized something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head and saw in the yard, his evil woman's face turned pale, looking at him as if she had seen a ghost.
"grass!"
Wang Er was startled, and turned around subconsciously, his body trembling suddenly. Under the gloomy night, he saw a black shadow that was obviously darker than the surrounding night, standing in front of the gate of his courtyard.
Click!
As the wind howled, the door slammed shut.
"My mother!"
At this moment, Wang Er felt that his legs were weak and he almost fell to his knees: "Mom, I, I am your son, no, don't eat me..."
"Ah! Ghost, ghost!"
The woman was even more unbearable. She collapsed to the ground while holding her son, and the smell spread under her.
"Son..."
The faint cold wind, like the cold wind blowing from the tomb, made Wang Er stiff all over.
The shadow turned around to reveal the death spots on its pale face, and its eyes without any fluctuations stared at Wang Er and the frightened woman who was excreting and urinating.
"Mother, mother..."
The two of them were so frightened that they never imagined that there really were ghosts in this world and that their mother had actually returned to spirit.
Thinking of what they had done before, the two of them burst into tears and cried repeatedly.
"Son..."
The little old lady wearing a shroud spoke quietly, as if she was crying, and said bitterly: "Mom is so hungry, so hungry..."
"mother....."
Wang Er was panicking, but now he got the courage from nowhere. He jumped up and kicked the woman rolling over covered in feces and urine. His voice was so sharp that it almost tore his own throat:
"Why don't you go cook for our mother!!!"
"ah!"
The woman was almost kicked to death, but she recovered and crawled to the kitchen on her hands and knees.
Wang Er was faster than her and ran into the kitchen in a flash. Almost in the blink of an eye, only the stupid son was left in the yard looking at the old lady in shrouds.
After a long while, he finally shouted: "Milk, I, I'm hungry too..."
"hungry......"
The night wind picked up and blew through the sky, making a whining sound like a ghost weeping. There was a faint sound of chewing and grinding teeth drifting in the wind.
"Mother, mother, eat slowly..."
Wang Er held the bowl and looked at the old lady shivering without a shadow under the oil lamp. His eyes turned white and he was too frightened.
The old lady in shrouds was holding the bowl, her expression gloomy and stiff.
The woman huddled in a corner with her son in her arms, not even daring to raise her head. She was trembling even more than Wang Er.
"What a picture of a loving mother and filial piety that makes people cry..."
At a certain moment, a deep sound that sounded like two people speaking at the same time sounded in the silent courtyard where only the sound of chewing was heard.
"who?"
Wang Er suddenly raised his head and saw two figures floating in the night.
One of them had a white face and white clothes, and the other had a black robe and an even darker face. They were looking at him eerily like two ghosts.
This, this is...
The look of surprise on Wang Er's face suddenly froze, and the gray color visible to the naked eye spread between his eyebrows.
It seems that the next moment, he will be scared to death!
"Nothing, impermanence!"
The woman screamed, threw her head back and fainted.
"ah!"
The one who reacted more than the two of them was the old lady in shroud holding a porcelain bowl and chewing.
She let out a sharp cry, but like a frightened hen, she suddenly defended Wang Er, who was gray-faced and almost scared to death.
"mother......"
Wang Er's body trembled, and a breath of bad breath overflowed from his mouth and nose. Wang Er's body trembled, his eyes were dull, as if he had no idea what was going on.
"Funny!" "Funny!"
"Sad!" "Angry!"
In the night, the black and white people spoke together. The man in white shook his head and sighed, and the man in black had no expression on his face, but they all looked at the old woman in shroud who was trembling but still screaming:
"It's really ridiculous for a dignified creature to be reduced to this..."
"Ho~"
The old lady in Shroud screamed as if she were facing a formidable enemy, as if she might pounce forward at any time.
The black and white duo didn't care about her roar, they just looked at the old woman carefully with curiosity in their hearts.
Daxia, even to them, is extremely mysterious. There are too many things in it that are still unsolved at this time.
For example, in the Great Xia, there were 84,000 "gods of earth duty" guarding Jiuding, various continents, mountains, rivers, wilderness, spiritual springs and deep pools.
Some of these 'gods of earth' are demons and aliens, and the most numerous of them are 'ghosts'!
"I really don't know what kind of method the Tianshi Mansion used to enlighten the 'God of Earth'. After so many years, Daxia has died, and the memory is gone, but it can still resist the invasion of the sinister and resentful atmosphere. .....”
The man in white was amazed.
There are endless spiritual resources between heaven and earth, and among them there is evil and resentment. These resentments fill the space like a sea of ink.
The soul of any dead person will be infected, distorted, and obliterated irresistibly if there is no secret method to reach the sky.
But any secret technique requires someone to perform it. It can be seen at a glance that this old woman has lost her consciousness, but she can still maintain her purity and not be distorted.
This is also extremely incredible for them.
"Take it and you will know!"
The man in black robe was very decisive. Before the man in white could finish his words, he had already grasped with his fingers. With just one grasp, he caught the roaring old woman in his palm.
"Maybe we went to the wrong place..."
Wang Er, who casually suppressed the old woman, and the man in black robe looked dull and frightened, with disdain and suspicion on his dark face:
"He alone is worthy enough to open the passage between Yin and Yang in the town sealed by King Yu of Great Xia?!"
"Great Emperor, there is no mistake."
The man in white felt something in his heart, and seemed to be aware of it. Looking back suddenly, he saw a slightly crude donkey cart in the night breeze.
Coming slowly from far away.
