"How can there be a cockcrow in this ruined temple?"
Last time the three of them entered the village and searched it carefully, but except for the black crow, there was not a single living thing. While San Bo was wondering, Fu Shiyi suddenly remembered something:
She and her grandfather discovered this ruin after following the chicken thief.
"Third uncle, the invisible chicken thief we couldn't find last time is probably hiding in this ruined temple."
"Then you have to go in and take a look."
San Bo took the first step and entered the ruined temple. After all, he would stay here permanently in the future. It's better to figure out some things early.
They searched around the yard in front and back, but only found a few fallen Huoyun chicken feathers on the floor of the second wing room, with some residual warmth still remaining on the chicken feathers.
It means that the chicken thief should be hiding in this wing.
The penthouse is not big, only about ten square meters, and there is a black coffin on two long benches.
Besides, there is nothing else.
"go!"
San Bo made a hand seal with both hands, and several wind blades instantly circled around the coffin and cut back and forth several times.
Nothing unusual.
Could it be that this chicken thief is hiding in this coffin?
San Bo silently gestured to Fu Shiyi. Fu Shishi nodded, flicked his hand, wrapped the coffin cover in green vines, and threw it to the ground.
"Clang"
The moment the wooden planks of the coffin lid fell to the ground, several wind blades from San Bo followed closely.
It is disappointing.
The chicken thief was not hiding in the coffin.
"Strange, could this chicken thief be able to escape?"
Just as Fu Shiyi was muttering, Xiao Huang suddenly flew out of his sleeve, circled around the coffin, then plunged into the coffin and disappeared instantly.
Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.
Obviously, this coffin is a portal!
Fu Shiyi just took a step towards the coffin, but was held back by Sanbo: "I'll go in first, and after a quarter of an hour, if I don't come out, you can go in again."
Fu Shi nodded and agreed, feeling warm in his heart.
Sanbo jumped towards the coffin and disappeared. A quarter of an hour later, when Fu Shiyi saw that Third Uncle didn't come out, he followed suit and jumped into the coffin. Before Fu Shiyi could stand still, he heard the sound of running water coming from his ears.
Stop and take a look:
All he saw in front of him was a small river less than ten meters wide.
There is an ancient bluestone bridge covered with moss across the river.
There is a red candle placed at each of the four corners of the ancient bridge.
The candlelight was swaying with the night wind, like four will-o'-the-wisps trembling in the night sky.
Fu Shiyi couldn't help but shudder.
He glanced at the yellowed ingot paper money scattered on the river bank, pointed to the two shiny hens grilled in front of the small copper cauldron in the center of the bridge and said: "San Bo, those should be the fire clouds we raise*" *?"
"good."
The third uncle nodded solemnly:
"The land guards the bank, and the river god guards the river. If the ghost wants to cross the Yangjian Bridge, someone must call the soul to lead the way across it. It seems that the chicken thief wants to summon the ghost here!"
Summon ghosts? !
After death, does the soul really still exist?
Then do the Nine Hells of Underworld mentioned in the Miscellaneous Notes of Cultivation also exist?
"Eleven, this is the second-level concentration talisman. When you cross the bridge, if you find something wrong, stick it on your body."
Fu Shiyi took the concentration talisman handed over by his third uncle, but his heart was pounding. He always felt that there was something strange about this place. When he saw that his third uncle had already stepped onto the ancient bluestone bridge, he immediately followed suit.
The two of them were almost halfway there.
The incense stick stuck on the small bronze tripod in the center of the bridge suddenly burst into flames. A curl of green smoke rose, and the other side of the river, which had been shrouded in darkness, gradually became brighter.
Unexpectedly, there is a stone door at the end of the bridge.
The stone door is closed.
"Third uncle, how about we go back?"
Fu Shiyi felt a little uneasy, but as soon as he finished speaking, a sad chanting sound suddenly came from inside the stone gate:
“The road illuminated by fire becomes a river of tears,
The banks of the Forgotten River are cold to the bones.
Right and wrong do not cross the Wangchuan River,
Meeting Po Meng by the Wangxiang Terrace. "
At first it was just as thin as a mosquito, but it became clear and audible as he breathed. Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. At this time, the stone door slowly opened with a "squeak" sound.
"Third... Third uncle, shall we enter?"
"Since the owners inside are all open to welcome guests, there is no reason for us to back down on the spot. Come on, just follow me."
When Fu Shiyi heard this, he had no choice but to slap the Condensation Talisman on his body and step out of the stone gate. Behind the stone gate is a 2,000-square-meter dojo. There seemed to be a round stone floating in the center of the dojo, surrounded by black energy.
"What is this?"
Fu Shiyi was wondering.
A black shadow suddenly came towards him. Fu Shiyi was startled. Before he could react, he felt a broom flash in front of his eyes.
"Meow!"
The black shadow let out an unwilling roar and landed on the top of a branch of a big tree next to the dojo. He glanced fearfully at the man in black holding a broom, his eyes flashed green, his limbs flicked powerfully, the branches swayed, and he disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
"There are still people here?!"
Fu Shiyi murmured in his heart and glanced at the man in black with his back to them. Seeing that he was wearing a bun with gray hair, he mustered up the courage to say: "Mother-in-law, thank you for your help just now. May I ask? What do you call it?"
The man in black didn't speak, he just lowered his head and swept the fallen leaves under the steps of the stone gate in a dull manner.
Fu Shiyi and San Bo looked at each other, thought for a while, walked around in front of the man in black, bowed and said: "Mother-in-law, we just followed a chicken thief here. We don't mean to offend. Could you please tell us where this place is?" Where?"
The only reply to Fu Shiyi was the sound of "rustling" sweeping the floor. Seeing that Fu Shiyi couldn't ask, he walked aside because the black-clothed mother-in-law had already reached her feet.
"boom!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise.
The sound came from the round stone in the center of the dojo.
"Bang bang!"
Two more sounds.
Fu Shiyi took a closer look and saw that the round stone was jutting out, as if something was trapped inside, and it was beating the stone wall hard, trying to escape from it.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
More violent vibrations came from the boulder.
The stone slabs of the entire dojo began to shake, and the sound became more and more violent, with endless banging sounds.
The dojo, which was originally peaceful and quiet at night, suddenly became violently windy. The leaves were swaying, and Fu Shiyi's clothes were blown loudly.
It seems that the round stone is not a good kind!
Fu Shiyi and Sanbo retreated again and again. When I wanted to go back, the stone door closed with a creak, and the old woman in black sweeping the floor slowly raised her head.
"this......."
Under the black clothes, he saw that there was a skeleton.
Fu Shiyi was startled when he saw the black-clothed skeleton leaping up, leaving afterimages around the dojo. Then suddenly the Buddha's light brightened in the air, and a burst of mantras sounded.
The struggling Peishi paused for a second.
"Roar!"
A terrifying sound wave burst out from within, and the stone slabs on the dojo were instantly knocked away.
At the same time, Fu Shiyi, San Bo, and the skeleton in black were also knocked away.
