Ning Qiushui and the others met Liu Chengfeng and a man wearing a copper coin mask in Wangyin Mountain, but the man ran away after seeing them.
On the black stone tablet on the hill, there is also evidence of contact between the two parties, as well as some shocking content.
"The person we are responsible for contacting Wangyang Mountain... is the bearded guy?"
Thinking of what happened just now, Bai Xiaoxiao said uncertainly.
But she quickly rejected this speculation.
Because she trusted Ning Qiushui's judgment, and even though they were far away just now, Liu Chengfeng's behavior could be seen clearly. If it was Liu Chengfeng who jumped outside, he would never see them turn around and run away!
Obviously, there was something wrong with the "Liu Chengfeng" they just saw!
Meng Jun stood in front of the black stone tablet, stared at the content on the stone tablet for a long time, and suddenly asked a question quietly:
"Hey, tell me, the guy over there wants these things... could they be used to make ghost weapons?"
After his idea was put forward, the eyes of both of them changed.
If you think about it carefully, this seems to be a possibility.
And the possibility is not small.
But if this idea is true, the implications behind it are a bit chilling...
One conclusion they came to before was that ghost weapons are usually related to important characters in the story behind a bloody door.
Based on Meng Jun's speculation, if the ghost weapon is really made, then it may not be that the resentment of the person after his death polluted the prop and turned it into a ghost weapon, but that the ghost weapon absorbed and polluted the resentment of the person after his death. !
In fact, the deaths of those people... may be related to the ghost weapons they obtained!
A huge net seemed to cover them all.
They, including some of the people behind the Blood Sect, have all become... pawns in a certain giant's hand.
"There are too many secrets hidden here. Our abilities are limited. If we want to dig deeper, we are just seeking death."
Ning Qiushui, on the other hand, didn't pay much attention to this matter.
Everyone is very curious, but some people know how to restrain it, and some people don't.
If Ning Qiushui was the former, then he wouldn't be alive now.
"Now, it's unrealistic to look for Uncle Yan. We probably won't be able to protect ourselves tonight..."
"But this place seems to be very special. I wonder if it's because of this huge black stone monument. There doesn't seem to be anything dirty around it."
Ning Qiushui looked around carefully and some thoughts emerged in her mind.
"...The stone tablet will only appear at night, and only when it appears can the words be left. Therefore, the person representing "yin" also goes up the mountain at night, and the ghosts on the mountain attack indiscriminately. He can come and go safely, which at least proves that there is a way or... An area is relatively safe, otherwise he would not have been able to come to Yinshan so many times without incident."
"Furthermore, there are many ways to communicate. There is no need to write them all on the stone tablet. It is better to use paper, letters, mobile phones... or in person. Why must we communicate through this stone tablet?"
Ning Qiushui walked to the stone tablet and took a careful look at it again and again with a flashlight.
On the black stone tablet, you can only see the traces of Cang Ran's years. Other than that, there is nothing special about it.
"Can't you see it with the naked eye... It's very troublesome to communicate with stone tablets, but they still chose it. This shows that they can't communicate using other methods."
"In this case, it can also explain why 'Liu Chengfeng' just turned around and ran away when he saw us."
"Either he is really bearded and thinks we are the people on the other side of Yang."
"Either he has a fake beard, and he is the person on the other side of the Yang."
"If it's the latter, then things would be really interesting..."
"Why is there Liu Chengfeng behind the Blood Gate? The man wearing a copper coin mask next to him looks very similar to me. Could it be me behind the Blood Gate?"
"If this is the case, doesn't it mean that everyone in our world has an exact replica behind the Blood Gate? Or, in other words, are we the replica?"
"..."
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Ning Qiushui's mind.
Seeing him lost in thought, the two of them didn't bother him, but just looked around to see if there was any potential danger.
The small mound where the black stone tablet was located gave them a good place to stay.
At least, within half an hour, nothing abnormal happened around here, and the tense hearts of the three people began to gradually slow down.
They sat leaning against the stone tablet, facing three directions, and while guarding their posts, they chatted about their guesses about the situation just now.
After arguing for a long time, there was no conclusion.
While chatting, their voices suddenly stopped and they suddenly stood up from the ground.
Another dark figure appeared in the distance, tall and walking towards this end.
"Isn't this place safe?"
The palms of the three people holding flashlights were sweating.
They stared closely at the black figure in the distance, but soon discovered that the other person didn't seem... like a ghost.
The man also held a lantern in his hand and stopped about fifty steps away from them, looking at them carefully.
After seeing the flashlights in their hands, the other party seemed to believe that they were not ghosts, so they strode over.
Ning Qiushui always felt that that dark shadow was... somewhat familiar.
As the other party finally came closer to them, Ning Qiushui's pupils narrowed and she whispered:
"Taoist Master Xuan Qingzi?"
The look on the other party's face was also surprised. He didn't expect to see Ning Qiushui in this place.
Xuan Qingzi.
This Taoist priest once pretended to be "Hongdou" and was almost killed by the Rashomon people in the small Internet cafe at the foot of Longhu Mountain!
Fortunately, Ning Qiushui arrived in time.
"You...why are you here?"
Xuan Qingzi was confused.
Ning Qiushui said:
"What about you, why are you here?"
Xuan Qingzi was silent for a moment and said:
"I, I'll accompany my uncle to relax."
"Relax?"
"Well...by the way, we can drive away ghosts. Someone in the temple said they saw a ghost on this mountain, so we thought about it and did a Dharma or something..."
Xuan Qingzi hesitated a little, but anyone with a discerning eye would know that he was lying.
In fact, he never lies.
But Ning Qiushui didn't expose him, but just introduced each other.
"By the way, where has your uncle gone?"
Ning Qiushui asked.
Xuan Qingzi pointed behind him.
"Uncle Master will be here soon... So, Mr. Ning, why do you come to this place?"
Ning Qiushui laughed:
"We also came to the mountains to relax."
The two looked at each other, and Xuan Qingzi fell silent.
After a moment, he smiled bitterly and said:
"Donor Ning, this mountain is very dangerous. Don't come here again at night."
Ning Qiushui:
"I didn't plan to come originally, but I have a reason to come tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely familiar voice came from not far away.
"Seeing that there is no nephew, what did those two bastards leave on the monument?"
