Along the way, the expressions of Fatty and others became more and more solemn, and they became increasingly confused about what was happening in this place.
Because the fat man had just seen the truth clearly in a short time with Feng Yun's help, he tried his best to keep a distance from all the guests and waiters at the immortal banquet.
Although Ma Ling'er and Yan Qilin didn't see it with their own eyes, the fat man's natural reaction also showed that this place was not as pleasant as they seemed.
The entire palace seemed endless, and Fatty and others passed through several stone doors.
The place behind each stone door is more luxurious and lively than the last one.
It wasn't until the fat man opened a door again and walked in that everything became deserted.
In this room, even the pillars are made of jade.
Five-clawed golden dragons are carved on the surrounding walls, and a dragon gate is set up between the mountains and rivers. There is a black shadow below, as if it is passing through.
The five-clawed golden dragon in the sky seems to be welcoming the black shadow, and has been looking down at it.
The tables on both sides are no longer made of stone, but are made of black rosewood. The delicacies placed on them include delicacies from all over the world, and the wine placed aside is constantly exuding the intoxicating aroma of wine.
The light sources that decorate the place are fist-sized night pearls, and the light green lights add a mysterious atmosphere to the place.
But what everyone found strange was that there were no banquet guests or dancing girls.
There were only a few waiters in twos and threes, standing stiffly and motionless, as if waiting for something.
This scene is like going to a new map in the game, but the map has not been loaded yet.
Compared with the few stone doors just now, the place became quiet instantly, finally giving everyone enough time to think.
"Why is there no one here?"
Yan Qilin frowned and looked around. This place was obviously more gorgeous than other places, and it should be more lively than the previous places.
But for some reason, there were only two or three waiters standing here, with dull expressions, as if they were not even aware of their presence.
The fat man didn't speak, but walked towards the waiter closest to him.
After looking up and down at the waiter in front of him, he quickly lowered his head, opened the Qiankun Box, and took out a Bagua Mirror from inside.
The Bagua mirror is a relatively common Feng Shui object among folk customs. Many villages still retain the custom of hanging a Bagua mirror on the door.
But what few people know is that Bagua mirrors are divided into two types: convex mirrors and concave mirrors.
The main function of the concave mirror is to control the house and eliminate evil spirits, and to ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters.
The main function of the convex mirror is to attract wealth and bring luck.
But what the fat man is holding is not a conventional Bagua mirror, but a traditional Tai Chi Bagua mirror.
The center of this Tai Chi Bagua mirror is a mirror with the Yin and Yang Bagua secretly engraved on it, but the outer disk is decorated with exquisite openwork wood carvings, with dragons and phoenixes facing each other, forming a theory of yin and yang.
This Tai Chi Bagua mirror is exquisitely crafted and radiant.
Li Shizhen wrote in Compendium of Materia Medica:
[The mirror is made of gold and water, which makes it bright inside and dark outside. The ancient mirror is like an ancient sword. If there is a god, it can ward off evil spirits and disobedience. 】
What these words describe is this traditional Tai Chi Bagua mirror.
At this time, the fat man took the Bagua Mirror in his hand, slowly raised it under the gaze of everyone, and faced the dull waiter in front of him.
As a cold light flashed on the mirror, everyone could clearly see that in the middle mirror, what kind of gorgeously dressed waiter was standing in front of them?
What appeared in the mirror was an old man, wearing very simple clothes, but all the exposed skin was pale and bloated, and his whole body was dripping wet with water stains.
Kong Jie subconsciously took a step back. He looked at Feng Yun beside him, pointed at the mirror in the fat man's hand in shock and said:
"Director Feng, why is it different from what we see in the mirror?"
Feng Yun pressed his hand on Kong Jie's shoulder a little harder, and then said quietly:
"Director Kong, you don't know something. Everything you saw when you came here is false. What is in the mirror is the truth."
Finally, when Feng Yun explained to Kong Jie, Fatty also looked at Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er with a serious look and said:
“Along the way, all the guests, waiters, dancers, and musicians we saw were actually corpses.
These corpses died at different times. Some had just begun to show signs of death, while others were almost rotting into bones.
Everything here is full of charm. If the director hadn't helped me see it all clearly, I might have been addicted to it. "
As he spoke, the fat man pointed at the waiter in front of him:
"This man probably died not long ago. Judging from the situation in the mirror, he drowned.
This place is so evil, it's not a fairy banquet, it's more like a ghost banquet where demons dance wildly. "
Hearing this, Ma Ling'er's eyes flashed with surprise.
There was no time to talk before, so Ma Ling'er could only roughly judge that there was something fishy about this place through the fat man's various reactions.
But what she didn't expect was that she saw so many lively banquet halls along the way, but there was not a single living person there.
"Is it possible that the evil spirit found so many corpses just to hold an immortal banquet here?"
Yan Qilin thought about it and made a judgment, which was quickly recognized by Fatty:
"That's what I thought too. Among the people we just saw, there must be missing bodies from Lin'an City Hospital.
And if the old man in front of him is correct, he is Zhang Dong's father who drowned in the Yong'an River not long ago.
But he has no soul and is just a walking corpse, so there must be a force controlling them.
But I don't understand why? "
At this time, Feng Yun was also observing the surroundings, his brows filled with thoughts.
The scene in front of him did make Feng Yun a little unexpected.
This place is full of weirdness, and seems to have been deliberately built into the so-called paradise on earth.
This shows that the evil spirit who is secretly causing trouble is quite capable, otherwise he would never be able to set up such a huge barrier and still be in the barrier, forming a world of its own.
The confused fat man and the three people quickly turned their attention to the two lifelike murals in this hall.
The difference between this hall and other halls is that here for the first time there are elements of carved golden dragons and decorative murals.
The three fat men made a tacit judgment, guessing that they might be able to find some clues from it.
The mural depicts a beautiful landscape with stacked green mountains and a golden dragon coiling in the sky.
At the foot of the mountain is a vast ocean, and in the narrow mountain stream, a magnificent dragon gate is specially painted.
A black shadow loomed in the water, seemingly heading towards the dragon gate.
It looks like this is a landscape painting, but the only strange thing is that there seems to be a human figure painted on the top of the mountain next to the dragon gate.
This figure is very small and cannot be seen clearly, but it is at the same height as the golden dragon opposite.
If we view what we see in front of us as an overall painting, the key points to highlight in the painting are the golden dragon and the figure next to it.
The fat man became more and more puzzled as he looked at it. He touched his chin and said thoughtfully:
“This golden dragon is easy to understand, but what is that figure?
The person who left the mural valued the golden dragon, and also valued the human figure. Who can be compared with the legendary golden dragon? "
"Look, there is another line of text here!"
Ma Ling'er's voice came from the west. Fatty and Yan Qilin hurried away. Soon after they came over, they saw a line of crooked and even ugly words written on the mural.
From my own point of view, I feel that the cultural level of the person who wrote this line is not high, and he may even have just learned this word.
However, the content expressed in it is quite high.
"I don't know that my soul has died, but there are dreams accompanying me! No one knows except the moon in the sky..."
"It's really surprising that his mother opened the door to Surprise. It's so surprising."
The fat man looked at this line of poetry with black lines on his head and complained.
But this complaint aroused the curiosity of Ma Linger:
"Can you understand?"
The fat man waved his hand and said nonchalantly:
"I hate reading this kind of sour poem. What does it mean to have a broken heart and a dream?"
Ma Ling'er Wenyan nodded immediately. This was the reaction he thought a fat man should have.
"This is a line from "One of Two Poems for a Female Crown". It's a love poem, and it's the kind of love you can't get."
After hearing what Ma Ling'er said, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes in surprise:
"What do you mean? Is it possible that this guy is still a love interest?"
Yan Qilin looked at this line of poetry, then at the figure on the mural in the distance, and then connected them together and made a bold guess:
"The lovesickness expressed in this poem shouldn't be about that person, right?"
The fat man's eyes kept moving between the poem and the painting, and after a moment his eyes lit up:
"Damn it, it couldn't be that person who fell in love with that golden dragon, right?"
Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er looked at Fatty with disdain, as if to say that being uneducated is terrible.
"Brother, I'm confused, how did you make such an unethical inference?
The golden dragon and that person are obviously not the focus of your attention. It should be the black shadow approaching the dragon gate. That is what you should pay attention to.
If it is a person who fell in love with a dragon as you said, is that black shadow a spare tire? "
Ma Ling'er looked at the fat man angrily and said, but the fat man nodded quickly:
"It's also possible. Haven't creatures like spare tires existed since ancient times?"
Ma Ling'er obviously lost the idea of continuing the conversation with Fatty. Her eyes soon fell on the stone door at the end of the hall:
"There is a stone door there, should we go in and take a look?"
Yan Qilin nodded, and they quickly walked towards the stone door. The fat man followed behind in confusion. Until this moment, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"This place is really big for one person and two people for one person. What kind of mess is all this?"
While the fat man was talking, Yan Qilin had already pushed open the stone door in front of him.
At this moment, the fat man suddenly froze, and then looked around with some confusion:
"Everyone, I seem to have sensed the River God all of a sudden, and that guy seems to be here too!"
Hearing this, Ma Linger and Yan Qilin looked at each other solemnly, and then stepped into the room behind the stone door.
The style of this room is completely different from the previous ones. It does not have a sense of splendor and splendor, but instead gives people a very warm illusion.
The whole room has an antique wood tone, and the tables and chairs carved from fine sandalwood are carefully engraved with different patterns, conveying the delicate warmth of my daughter's home everywhere.
It is clearly a cave, but there are specially placed bamboo windows, and outside the window is a sea of flowers.
But when the fat man tried to open the window, he realized that it was completely fake, and the sea of flowers outside could not be real.
There is a rosewood table directly in front, with several sheets of rice paper placed on it, and several brushes placed on the table.
On the rice paper are several budding chrysanthemums. The painting is very rough, but it seems to be deliberately trying to create a sentimental state.
In addition, there is purple tulle hanging on the window, and there are several paintings on the wall.
What is painted in the painting is a beautiful woman, wearing a pale pink gown, with a veil covering her face, giving her a sense of mystery.
This woman's waist is slender, her figure is graceful, her eyes are full of charm, and the painting is lifelike.
This room is no longer the kind of lavish fairy banquet style, but more like a warm women's boudoir.
On the wall on the other side, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging. It can be seen from the crooked handwriting on it that it should be the same person who left the poem on the mural.
“When you hate each other, you don’t know the tide, but you still have faith. When you miss each other, you realize that the sea is not deep.”
"I rest and lean alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness."
The fat man scratched his head a little irritably:
"This damn evil spirit is quite weird, he is just a big love type.
But the writing of this character is too ugly. You can't write it like this with your feet, right? "
There were a few paper balls scattered on the rosewood table. Ma Ling'er stepped forward and opened them curiously, only to find that they were actually some pieces of waste paper used for calligraphy practice.
Combining everything previously discovered, Ma Ling'er's attractive guess was:
"It looks like someone is living here, and it should be the evil spirit we are looking for.
But the evil spirit seems to be in love with this woman, so he has been practicing calligraphy, trying to write down this feeling of lovesickness.
It may also be that this woman prefers the scent of books, so the evil spirit is trying its best to imitate it.
It's just that judging from the notes, these people don't have the patience, let alone the patience to practice calligraphy well, so they have nondescript calligraphy and painting. "
After hearing this, the fat man pointed at the lifelike portrait of the woman:
"Then this painting obviously cannot be painted by the same person, it should be by another person.
And I always feel that there is a familiar atmosphere in this painting..."
"who?"
Just as Fatty finished speaking, Yan Qilin suddenly looked in one direction with sharp eyes.
A black shadow disappeared in an instant. Yan Qilin drew out the Meteor Iron Sword with his backhand and immediately chased after him.
When Fatty and Ma Ling'er saw this, they quickly chased after him. Feng Yun grabbed Kong Jie and followed him with him.
There is another stone door, but this stone door has been pushed open through a gap. It is obvious that the weird black shadow just left from here.
(End of chapter)
