Yue Guanchao turned on his flashlight and shined his light on the gate tower of the city. As expected, the huge gate tower was sealed. There was already a corpse on the mountain road in the distance. He took out the telescope from his backpack. With the help of the telescope and flashlight, he could quickly see the corpse clearly. clear.
This corpse is that of an old man, who must have just been buried. His nostrils and mouth are still stuffed with jade plugs, and his pale face is covered with dirt. He is constantly wandering in the mountains and fields wearing a shroud. He doesn't know where to turn when he encounters a stone. He just walks over and gets tripped and falls down the hillside. , his stomach was scratched, and he was still wandering around the hillside.
After Song Siyuan and the others took over the telescope and observed it, they concluded in their hearts that the corpse was indeed resurrected, but it seemed that it could not feel pain and was not interesting, and could only move around and wander around.
"Little Taoist Master, isn't Hemingshan Taoist Temple the Southwest Celestial Master? You can't solve this problem?"
Yue Guanchao asked the little Taoist.
"Master Bai Chongyang said that these corpses are all human beings, but the souls inside are no longer human souls. They are occupied by some mountain spirits and wild monsters. We can't do anything to the corpses. The most we can do is let the mountain spirits and wild monsters Leave yourself."
"But, can this thing really leave on its own?"
Yue Guanchao looked forward. Some corpses only had a handful of bones left, and they were still wandering in the mountains. Either they had been buried before and emerged from the graves, or they had slowly decomposed over the years, leaving only this pile of bones, no matter what kind. The circumstances all mean that the body is definitely not just a mountain spirit monster.
"I don't know, but because I don't know, it seems unknown. The corpses must be buried in the ground. As long as the living people don't come into contact with them, the city gate has been closed. If there are still people crossing the Yin Pass privately, then there is nothing we can do."
The little Taoist's words aroused everyone's curiosity, and Yue Guanchao asked: "Yinguan, what does this place mean to you Taoists?"
"The Yinping Ancient Road is a land of death in the eyes of the Taoist sect. No matter how many people live here, the final result will be either death from the plague or death from madness. This place seems to be a cursed land. In the past, there was suppression by the earth energy of the previous dynasty. , now that the previous dynasty has abdicated long ago, the earth’s energy has disappeared, and some things underground have begun to become unstable.”
"As for what these things are, Master Bai didn't say clearly. He only said that this land seems to be imprisoning something..."
The Taoist priest's words made the hairs of the people around stand on end. Several people had already seen the facts, and they went down to the tower with the Taoist priest, and then walked out of the Yin Temple along the mountain gate.
At this time, the shops near Zhong Street had turned on their light boxes, and the shopping street was brightly lit and bustling, and it would not be quiet because of the presence of corpses.
"It's clear that there are no trade routes here, so why are merchants still willing to come?"
Regarding Yue Guanchao's words, Ren Kongque explained: "This is very close to Hanzhong and a town at the end of the Jialing River. Whether you cross the Qinling Commercial Road or the Jialing River Commercial Road, you have to rest near Jiangyou and Jiange. For these businessmen, it is just a change." Even if we change the route, the resting place on the way will not change. Moreover, there are still businessmen driving off the Yinping Ancient Road to transport contraband, so Jiangyou Ancient Town will never decline."
"Guluulu~"
Before they could finish their words, Yue Erpao's stomach started to growl. The guy was a little embarrassed, but they all understood that they hadn't had time to eat yet.
"Yue Guanhai, let's go in and have something to eat. We'll make you hungry!"
Song Siyuan took them into a noodle shop along the street. A ten-meter-long corridor thatched hut was set up outside the eaves. Bamboo curtains half-covered the corridor, leaving only the dim light of the fire. Under the hut, bamboo and wooden tables and chairs were arranged on the blue brick floor, and there were huge window sills. Facing the street, the chef inside is holding a slotted spoon to cook noodles and put them into bowls. He skillfully adds more than a dozen kinds of ingredients into the bowls. You can smell the fragrant red oil even before you get close.
They walked into the bamboo shed and sat around the square table. Some old men and women sat around the square table and did not eat. They leisurely ordered a set of herbal tea, picked up the mahjong tiles, and kept talking nonsense.
When an old lady saw them coming, she quickly wiped her apron with her handkerchief and ran over with enthusiasm: "Hey, sister, are you from outside the country? Are you interested in eating noodles? Newly cooked skewers and spicy rabbit heads."
"Ma'am, what's the best noodle here?"
After Song Siyuan finished speaking, the old lady patted her apron: "It's all common food. There's nothing good or bad about it. Burning noodles, cold noodles and rabbit noodles are the best. As for meat dishes, there are soybeans and pig's trotters, fragrant skewers, and spicy chopped noodles." Rabbit, bean chicken, and dried beans.”
"Then give us all a bowl of noodles, half a spicy rabbit, a plate of vegetables with dried beans, and braised pig's trotters with soybeans."
Song Siyuan looked at the menu on the board and ordered a few specialty dishes. The old lady wrote them down one by one, and said with a smile: "Okay, can you eat spicy food? If it's not spicy, it's uncomfortable."
"Just a little less spicy."
"Okay, you can help yourself to the shredded vegetable soup."
Yue Guanchao brought Erpao with him and served everyone a bowl of soup. There was nothing in the soup, just shredded seaweed, watery egg white, and some rabbit bones. It was boiled with only a little salt, and it tasted refreshing and light. It can neutralize the salty and spicy taste of noodles.
"Why are there people playing mahjong here?"
Song Siyuan looked around and saw that there were quite a few people coming to play mahjong. When they were ordering food, they saw three or four tables already occupied.
"Young people never go to Sichuan, and old people never leave Sichuan. People in Sichuan and Shu are not that competitive, and their life is quite leisurely. There are people playing mahjong in the middle of the night, and tea is also sold here."
While talking, the old lady has already brought the things. The noodles are golden in color, chopped peanuts, pickled vegetables are diced and mixed well. There is also some meat sauce floating on the surface. It smells delicious. Spicy potatoes and dried tofu are all used. The secret seasoning is mixed, and a pot of soybean braised pig's trotters is placed in the middle.
These things, the burning noodles are fragrant, the rabbit meat is spicy, the dried beans are refreshing, and the pig's trotters are soft and glutinous. The various tastes instantly capture the appetite. Everyone eats with mouthfuls, and after taking another sip of the silk vegetable soup, they feel so comfortable in the heart, like an emperor. Not even replaced.
"Ba Shi, Tai Ba Shi. I haven't felt so good for a long time. How can there be such delicious food in Hanzhong?"
In the evening, everyone had a rare leisure time. After dinner, they ordered a pot of tea and watched the street jugglers doing tricks.
"You tell me, aren't these people afraid of the corpse behind the city gate?"
Yue Guanchao looked around. All the people seemed to have nothing wrong with them, but he immediately felt that something was not normal.
"The city gate is a natural barrier. In those days, many heroes and heroes couldn't conquer the city with ladders. There are only a few wandering corpses. To be honest, they are just like animals. They probably don't feel any threat. There is the Tianshi Temple in the Southwest of Heming Mountain nearby. , I heard that there is also Taiqing Temple in Qingcheng Mountain, and there are many Taoist priests here."
"Now, let's just see what the corpse is. Tomorrow we will go to Heming Mountain to see Bai Chongyang."
Some people died, but not completely...
