After Yan Shouyi and others said goodbye to Yu Luming, they returned to their residence to have dinner.
In fact, even now, everyone still feels sad when they think that the little Taoist priest Zhu Feifeng turned out to be the actor Li Genmiao.
But what’s more, I’m still afraid.
An actor is indeed an actor. If he wants to act, no one will be able to see through it.
After dinner, Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong were sitting in the yard talking about things when they suddenly heard a strange singing sound.
The song was melodious, ethereal, and extremely sad. Sometimes it was singing, sometimes it was weeping, sometimes it was as high-pitched as a war drum, and sometimes it was silent like drizzle.
But the strange thing is that the lyrics that the man sang seemed not to be in a modern language, but in a language that even Yan Shouyi had never heard of.
But even if everyone doesn't understand what the person is singing, they can still feel the sadness of the song and the sadness that the singer places in the song.
"It's Li Genmiao's mother Zhang Qingsu. She is singing a Nuo ghost opera." Yan Shouyi said in a low voice.
Lin Zitong's eyes were red: "She was singing to the Longhu Mountain disciples who died in the battle."
Listening to this singing, Wen Yuxian also floated out of the room.
Lin Zitong couldn't help but ask: "Grandma, is Li Genmiao really going to kill Grandma Zhang just to so-called comply with the way of heaven?"
Wen Yuxian sighed: "Of course it's not that simple."
"Is there a secret behind this?" Yan Shouyi looked at Wen Yuxian in surprise.
He remembered that his grandmother and Zhang Qingsu were old acquaintances, so they should know something.
Wen Yuxian said softly: "Shouyi, you should know how difficult it is to become a successor of Nuo ghost opera."
Yan Shou was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the harsh conditions for becoming a successor of Nuo ghost opera, and suddenly he understood something. (The specific conditions are in Chapter 449)
The descendants of Nuo ghost opera are miserable, much more miserable than the descendants of any other folk sect.
Wen Yuxian said:
"When I met Zhang Qingsu, her husband had just passed away. This huge blow made her and her consciousness unclear. It was really torture for Li Genmiao to follow her. When I first met Li Genmiao, He was only five years old. At that time, he wanted to become a lawyer, but Zhang Qingsu forced him to inherit Nuo ghost opera, which damaged his voice, and then forced him to sing for ghosts. Li Genmiao was I resisted very much and finally gave in somehow.”
"The second time I met Li Genmiao, he was already ten years old. At that time, Li Genmiao was like a walking corpse. He would do whatever Zhang Qingsu asked him to do. However, I often noticed that Li Genmiao occasionally He showed some cold eyes to Zhang Qingsu. In fact, Li Genmiao did not love his mother at all, and even hated his own mother. This may be why he was so ruthless about the killing of Zhang Qingsu. "
"Later I was trapped in King Jian's tomb and knew nothing about the outside world. I came to Longhu Mountain not long ago and saw Zhang Qingsu again. I don't know why she became much more conscious. It is said that she took the initiative to enter Longhu Mountain more than ten years ago. Hushan is in charge of the dungeon, and he has not stepped out of the dungeon for more than ten years... When he left the dungeon again, it was seven days ago."
After listening to Wen Yuxian's explanation, Yan Shouyi couldn't help but sigh.
If Zhang Qingsu had not forced Li Genmiao back then, there would be one less scourge in the world now.
Li Genmiao was different from others. He didn't want to inherit the Nuo ghost drama from the beginning, but he had no choice.
Now that he was out of Zhang Qingsu's control, he intensified his efforts and wanted to take a different path.
Unfortunately, the path Li Genmiao chose went against the right path. Even though he was a poor man, he could not wash away the heinous sins he had committed.
If given the chance, Yan Shouyi would still kill Li Genmiao without hesitation.
Listening to Zhang Qingsu's Nuo ghost play, Longhu Mountain fell into an eerie silence. All the birds in the mountain closed their mouths, and only Zhang Qingsu's voice echoed in the world...
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Early the next morning.
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, led by Zhang Shanli, arrived at the entrance of Guanlingtai.
The location of the viewing platform is secretive. There is a bamboo forest in front of it. You need to have a special token from Longhu Mountain before the bamboo forest will get out of the way and reveal the entrance.
Before coming to the viewing platform, Yan Qiu had already told Yan Shouyi the real purpose of his trip to the viewing platform.
In the Guanlingtai, people can meditate and practice, they can also understand some puzzling questions, and they can even see their past and present lives.
There are many wonderful functions of Guanlingtai, but they can be summed up in one sentence, which is "clear reason".
Through enlightenment, one can understand the truth.
Through thinking, understand difficult problems.
By looking back on past lives, one can understand the present life.
Yan Shouyi once obtained an ancient book from Bai Muyu, the ghost king of the Bai family in Feifengshan, Rongcheng. It was later confirmed that the ancient book was parasitic in Lin Zitong's body and was written by the maid Lianhe in his previous life. It clearly stated, Methods to crack the folk short-term method of death.
So Yan Qiu asked Yan Shouyi to come to the viewing platform precisely because he wanted him and Lin Zitong to try to review their past lives and see if they could find any clues.
After all, the only clue in that ancient book is a star map, and it is not yet in contact with Li Qing'er's Shouxin Jade. If you want to continue tracing, you can only try it at Guanlingtai.
After passing through the bamboo forest, there was a fog ahead. Only three meters forward, nothing could be seen.
Even Yan Shouyi was afraid that if he took another step forward, he might end up in an abyss.
"In front of you is the viewing platform. I didn't get permission and can't enter without permission, so I can only send you here." Zhang Shanli stopped and said.
Lin Zitong glanced inside, but couldn't see anything. He couldn't help but ask, "Is there anyone else in here?"
"There is only one Longhu Mountain guardian elder guarding the place. You don't have to worry. The Little Heavenly Master has already greeted this elder and he will not embarrass you." Zhang Shanli comforted.
Yan Shou nodded, thanked Zhang Shanli with his fists, then took Lin Zitong's hand, and the two walked side by side into the white mist.
Entering the fog, their vision was even more blocked. They took every step carefully, always paying attention to both sides to ensure that they were still on the road.
After walking for a while, Lin Zitong suddenly found a figure in front of him, sitting on the roadside like a sculpture.
The man was holding a long stick, and when the two approached, he blocked their way.
"Name." The elder asked coldly.
Yan Shouyi quickly agreed: "Yan Shouyi, Lin Zitong!"
The elder silently put away his stick and opened the way, thus allowing them to enter.
When passing by this elder, Yan Shouyi secretly wanted to take a look at the elder, but even though he was close at hand, the fog still covered the elder's face.
Only vaguely, Yan Shouyi could feel that this protective elder had profound moral principles and even had a vague feeling of being an old heavenly master.
He must be a good master!
Maybe the fog all over the mountain was controlled by him.
Yan Shouyi couldn't help but sigh: This Longhu Mountain is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger! I don’t know how many powerful people are still living in this place...
