Dogs barked in the night and chickens fluttered in their cages.
The ghosts' eyes widened, like tiny green sparks flying around in the yard.
This chaotic scene made Li Changan very puzzled:
"What is ghost checking?"
No one answered him. He only listened to the more ethereal sound of gongs and drums coming from the misty night fog outside the wall. Following the sound, the green flame slowly spread among the treetops on the wall - something was approaching.
Yellowtail took his arm.
"This way!"
A group of ghosts came to the base of the wall in panic and opened several baskets of rotten bamboo to reveal a hole.
Li Changan was still confused. Why did he want to get into a dog hole for no reason?
But at this time, the sound of gongs and drums gradually became clearer, and green light seeped into the yard like grains of sand.
The swollen flesh all over Qiao Laogui's body and his mouth trembled wildly: "Asshole! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!"
Li Changan had no choice but to put aside his doubts and followed the ghosts through the dog hole, bypassing several cramped and smelly alleys, leaving the chicken and feather shop far behind, and entered a slightly spacious alley, with the main road outside the alley.
Old Ghost Qiao hurriedly got out, and Huang Wei quickly stopped him: "You are dizzy, you are violating the curfew! Go this way."
He pointed towards the end of the alley, where there was a drainage outlet sunk into the ground, mostly submerged by sewage and silt.
However, Old Ghost Qiao suddenly widened his ghost eyes and sighed: "You just lost your mind! How dare you break into Cave City?!"
Without saying a word, it turned into a ball of smoke and jumped out along the foot of the wall, followed by several ghosts who were traveling with it.
Only the ghosts in the tea shed and Li Changan were left. They had just arrived and knew nothing about it, so they had to follow Huangwei into the sewer.
…
"Cave City" is actually another name for the underground drainage ditch in Yuhang City.
Old Ghost Qiao was as afraid as a tiger of his attitude, and Huangwei - even though he showed that he was very familiar with these open ditches and culverts, he knew exactly where there were common shortcuts and where there were dead ends submerged in mud.
But when passing through certain forks in the road and facing the dark entrance that obviously leads to a deeper place underground, he would always stop and bow again and again, repeating in his mouth:
"Don't be surprised. We're temporarily passing by your place. We don't mean to offend."
Even though the entrance to the cave was empty.
At this time, Huang Wei looked nervous, but the other ghosts relaxed their nerves a little.
Li Changan then asked in due course:
"What's the point of checking ghost records?"
The old shopkeeper among the ghosts in the tea shed explained in a low voice:
"If you want to be a ghost in Yuhang City, you must register at the City God's Yamen and receive a ghost certificate. Otherwise, you will be a lonely ghost and are not allowed to stay in the city. The so-called 'ghost registration' means that the City God's soldiers and horses will catch us lonely souls in the middle of the night. Wild ghost."
"What's wrong? Didn't you say that there is no city god in the area?"
"If there is no county magistrate, how can we lose the current governor? Although there is no city god, there are only more civil and military judges, generals with shackles, and day and night wandering gods!"
Li Changan felt strange, but couldn't explain why.
"What happens if you get caught?"
The old shopkeeper sighed and was about to answer, but Huang Tail in front suddenly made a silent gesture and waved to everyone to look outside.
The ditch where the ghosts hide is separated from the ground by stone slabs with holes cut into them as water inlets.
The Taoist priest looked over.
I could see the street from a hole away. The street was as foggy as a rippling river. I could vaguely see the towering walls on the other side and the locked doors of several houses.
There is a faint sound of gongs and drums in Er.
Green light seeped miserably into the night fog.
A long shadow emerged from it, and the fog was hazy. The long shadow was even hazier, as blurry as a solid fog. Only a pair of ghost eyes shined, like a pair of green lanterns hanging on the eaves of the house facing the street. The green The light was faint, reflecting a face with a green face and fangs.
The ghosts were startled and quickly retreated into the ditch, covering their mouths and noses to avoid making any sound.
The yellow tail is like a mosquito: "The night wandering god."
Legend has it that in ancient times, there were sixteen brothers who patrolled the night under the orders of the Emperor of Heaven. They were called night wandering gods.
But this night tour is not that night tour.
The long-bodied ghost in front of him is actually a ghost official under the command of the City God. The green-faced fangs are not his original appearance, but the Dharmakaya manifested by being granted the role of City God.
For some reason, except for the head, the body and limbs are like phantoms.
In the ditch, a few brave people continued to look.
Ghosts with the same green faces and fangs emerged from the mist one after another. They were holding chains in their hands, tying up rows of strange ghosts and staggering forward. One of the bloated ghosts wearing heavy shackles looked very familiar. If he looked carefully, he turned out to be Old Man Qiao.
"Huh?!"
I don't know who accidentally made a sound in surprise.
But there was no time to blame him, because the night wandering god suddenly turned his head.
The shadow-like body swayed, and his eyes were like two sparks of fire shooting straight into the ditch.
Huangwei said without thinking:
"run!"
…
The ghosts were rolling around and scurrying around, but there was no figure of the Night God behind them. Only two green lights shot in from outside the ditch, following closely behind them like shadows.
Fortunately, Huang Wei was very familiar with these open ditches and culverts, and could always find the right direction to escape. In the end, he found a section of sewer where sewage was accumulated, and plunged into it, and all the ghosts followed suit.
The green light lingered on the water for a while, perhaps for fear of contaminating the Dharmakaya, and finally left.
a long time.
When the ghosts emerged from the water one by one, the ghost servants were already gone.
Huangwei put his hands on his hips and laughed twice.
"That stupid old ghost said that we have lost our minds! Look, if you don't have ghost status, you will be fined a few dollars. Now, you broke the curfew, you are in shackles, and you have to go repair the seawall. The wind will blow the blisters. It’s a very unpleasant feeling!”
He didn't wait for long.
The wind blew into the ditch, causing all the ghosts to grin.
The night fog is getting thicker and thicker, and being in the fog is like being immersed in ice water.
Don't stay in the ditch for long, as you might run into ghosts when you return to the chicken shop.
The ghosts huddled pitifully in the smelly ditch, helpless.
Yellowtail rolled his eyes.
"I have somewhere else to go."
…………
Huang Tail was indeed dizzy.
When everyone saw the "place" he mentioned, they all agreed that the dizzy Mr. Qiao was right.
In front of you is a low hill, with green trees covering the hill. You can vaguely see the overhangs on the treetops, and it is obvious that there is a house and courtyard sitting on it.
If they could really live in it, all the ghosts, including Li Changan, would definitely be willing.
Such an environment, such a location, can not only "find tranquility in the hustle and bustle", but also "take a commanding view of the bustling Yuhang". No matter what, it is 10,000 times better than a smelly and crowded chicken and feather shop.
However, even Li Changan, who had just arrived, knew that in Yuhang City, such places were either Taoist temples or Buddhist temples.
The ghosts looked at Huangwei quietly, and their eyes clearly said: Is your head broken?
Huangwei was annoyed: "Afraid of a ball! Can you still save us?"
Then he held his head high and avoided the mountain gate in front and took a detour to the back mountain trail.
…
The paths are not easy to walk either.
There are some small Buddha statues placed in the forest.
Even if they were far away, all the ghosts except Li Chang'an felt that the aura of the Buddha statue was burning, and they did not dare to get closer.
Huang Tail asked everyone to calm down.
He dug a mud pit, then took off his belt and poured some urine into it. Then he mixed a pit of mud with local materials, dug out a small ball, aimed and threw it out, hitting the Buddha's head and blinding the Buddha's eyes.
The aura of the little Buddha statue suddenly dimmed a lot, and it gave way to the road ahead.
The Taoist priest was stunned, and his view of Huangwei was greatly changed for a moment - this ghost was hard to say, at least he was very courageous.
In this way, Huang Tail led everyone up the mountain with the ghost urine mud clearing the way.
Arriving at a side door, there is a plaque hanging on the door, which reads: Xianyi Nunnery.
