Dark clouds covered the ears, and the sound of heavy rain poured down in my ears.

The boy's feet were covered in mud, and his bare feet had long since frozen unconscious. His shoes were worn on his sister's feet, which looked a little wide, and the girl grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes, and stood staggeringly, with her fingers in her mouth, and her big eyes kept looking at the boy, with dependence in her eyes.

"Old Zhangtou, it's not that I don't take care of you, but see for yourself, this big one is too big, and the small one is too small......" A tall, thin man dressed as a servant shook his head as he looked at the boy and girl.

"Hehe, Mr. Guo, for the sake of all these years, let's choose one too. The man laughed dryly, a look of flattery.

"No, the small one is too weak to survive, I'm afraid that I can't support it, and the big one is too big to be raised, and those big families are the most taboo and disobedient slaves. The tall and thin man vetoed.

"Manager Guo, you can't be like this, I only have these two children now, you have to choose one of them, otherwise I will have a hard time in the future!" The man also blushed a little, rubbed his hands, and pleaded.

"Alas, that's it, this is the last time I'll help you, let that big one go with me, I have a lot of strength, I can work, if I don't obey, just eat more flesh and skin." The tall and thin man pondered for a moment and pointed at the boy.

The young man didn't seem to understand, and the strong hunger in his belly made him a little trance, and just holding his sister had almost exhausted all his strength.

The girl was still sucking her fingers, and she didn't know how to know the world, so she probably felt that this was the only way to relieve the hunger in her little belly. The little white face had long been frozen and stiffened, and the boy took out a pebble from his bosom for her to play with, but the girl took a look at it and put it in her mouth.

"Spit up, spit it out......" The boy patted the girl's cheek, and finally put his hand into his sister's mouth in a hurry, and finally took it out. The girl burst into tears, because she had no strength, her voice was not loud, the sound of a weak mosquito, the feeling of weakness of lack of qi, gave people a feeling that she would die at any time.

"Brother, brother, I'm hungry ......"

"Yu'er, don't cry......" The young man held the girl in his arms, shook and coaxed awkwardly, and there was still half a piece of rancid white-flour steamed buns in his pocket, which he had fought with a group of beggars last time, and he had never been willing to eat.

Because when he was very young, before his sister was born and his mother was still around, he already understood that once he couldn't bear hunger and ate the only food that could satisfy his hunger, maybe the next moment waiting for you would be three or four days in a row when he could only live on water.

Maybe his sister was so hungry that even her voice was a little weak, but the young man thought about it and took out the steamed bun and handed it to his sister's mouth.

On the fist-sized white-flour steamed buns, there are faint pieces of pale green mold of different sizes, which are the result of the teenager's careful wiping.

Such a steamed bun, on this rainy night, has become the preciousness of this pair of brothers and sisters to survive.

The girl glanced at the boy timidly, tears drooping from the corners of her eyes, and she tried to open her mouth wide because of hunger and took a bite, but the steamed buns that had been rancid were obviously not very delicious, but had a bad smell, so she spit out in disappointment, and cried out "brother, brother" again.

"Well, this is edible......"

The boy tore off the mold on the surface of the steamed bun and swallowed it himself, leaving only the slightly clean white flour inside to feed his sister, and coldly stretched out his hands and took the girl away from the boy's arms.

"Eat, eat, eat, all day long I know that I am hungry, how did I give birth to such a rice bucket like you. ”

The frightened girl was silent for a moment, but she looked at the boy with wide eyes, tears rolling in her eyes. The boy came to his senses in a daze, and wanted to snatch his sister from the man's arms, but the tall and thin man grabbed him by the collar and lifted it up like a chicken.

"Ah......" The young man kicked barefoot and accidentally kicked the slender man's lifeline and was let go. In a panic, the boy stuffed the rain-soaked steamed buns into the girl's small hand: "You take this, this can be eaten, remember, if you are hungry in the rain, go to the back door of the Yang Ji Noodle Restaurant in the east of the village, where you will find food..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, he was slashed in the neck by a tall and thin man, and his consciousness fell into darkness. I vaguely remember that the girl kept shouting "brother, brother......"

The breeze hit, Xia Mu opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

This is a remnant dream, which will appear whenever Xia Mu's consciousness is asleep, as if to remind him of certain things or people that are not allowed to be forgotten in the depths of his memory.

Soon, however, a very discordant voice came from his side.

"Feng Shui, also known as Kanyuxue, has a long origin, as early as the pre-Qin period.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, there is "Shangshu": "The king is in Feng, and he wants to live in the house, so that the prince is called to live in the house." ". In the Han Dynasty, Sima Qian's "Historical Records" also had "Emperor Xiaowu gathered to occupy the family and asked, and it was desirable to say that it was desirable?...... It is impossible to do so. ”

On the bank of the Severn River, an old Taoist priest with gray hair and close to the age of the old Taoist told the young man beside him about the origin of Yin and Yang Feng Shui, and wore an ancient blue Taoist robe on his body, which was quite a kind of flying immortal.

"Old man, the ugly time is coming, shouldn't we go in? Xia Mu held the Yin Yang Bagua Plate in his palm, ignoring the old way's teasing, and his immature face showed a solemnity that was different from that of this age.

A hundred meters in front of the two of them, a traditional British church with a pitch-black body towers on the banks of the River Severn, accompanied by the bells that come from time to time in the church, not only does it feel holy, but it is a little more eerie.

In fact, the two of them had been here for three days before it was finally determined that there was an ancient burial ground under this very different style church.

"The general theory of the eight mountains, Qian, Kan, Li, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Kun, Dui. Qianshan is a pillar of heaven, it should be tall and fat, the master is high in the back of the hole, its shape is like a heavenly horse, urging the official the fastest, and the lord is noble, such a good burial place is actually demonized into such a ghost, it seems that there is a great man buried underground. ”

The old Taoist priest's eyes were shining with silver light, and there was an indescribable spiritual power spreading in it, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the surface of the ground, peering into the depths of the church to suppress things, but he couldn't see it really.

He looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The ugly time has come, Xia Mu, prepare to open the Triple Luo Sheng Realm!"

"I'm coming?" Xia Mu was stunned.

"Of course you're here. Lao Dao deliberately ignored Xia Mu's reluctance, and continued: "Chinese virtues, respect for the elderly, respect for the elderly, my old man's bones are as old as the bones of the wind and candles, where can they compare to the vigorous essence and blood of your young people." ”

Hearing this, Xia Mu looked at the old Tao with disdain, and when he had cultivated to their level, his whole body was full of vigor and vigor, where could he look at the judgment from a secular perspective, but he still turned his palm and put away the yin and yang gossip plate.

"Gengdingkun is the Yellow Spring, B and C must prevent Xun water first, Jiaqi to the middle to see Gen, Xinren waterway is afraid to dry. Xia Mu spat out the song, and his hands were also fast seals, using the imprints as a medium, attracting the free aura of the void in the dark, and pouring it into the earth under his feet along the soles of Xia Mu's feet.

Airplanes!

In an instant, an invisible fluctuation suddenly came, and I saw that with the church as the center, a huge film of light suddenly rose within a radius of a kilometer, and then this film of light disappeared in a flash, quickly blending into the dark night sky and disappearing, and along with Xia Mu and Lao Dao.

On the banks of the River Severn, the old pitch-black church hides in the night, silent and isolated, as if no one has ever set foot here.

At the same time, Xia Mu and Lao Dao both appeared in the church, huge glazed stained glass, a large number of empty seats, and the towering statue of Jesus......

Everything seemed so holy and quiet.

"What a heavy yin aura!" As soon as Lao Dao entered the church, he took a slight breath of air, and suddenly the silver light in his eyes swept out, and he said, "You wait a minute. ”

He sealed his hands, and there were words in his mouth, and after a while, a white ball of light condensed out of his palm, this ball of light was warm and soft, and it continued to expand its range with the casting of the old way, and in the blink of an eye, it spread out with the old way as the center point.

When the white light dissipated, a different scene appeared before the two of them, the holy church disappeared, and the cemeteries were scattered in all directions, guarding a huge tomb mountain in the center, only the peak was exposed on it, and the mountain was hidden under the earth.

"The pilgrimage of ten thousand tombs, with the mountain as the hall, this is the burial place of all souls and immortals. Xia Mu had a look of shock in his eyes, he didn't expect that there would be someone abroad who could put up such a feng shui burial ground, if it was placed in the contemporary era, it would be a generation of yin and yang feng shui masters.

When the two stepped into the cemetery, a rotten breath came, and they didn't know how many years it had been sealed, and the air in the cemetery was cold and turbid, with a sense of decay.

With a flick of Lao Dao's palm, a cemetery in front of the two of them instantly fell apart.

This is...... Xia Mu first discovered a stone knife.

That's right, there is a stone knife buried in this cemetery, and there are no bones in it, or it is too old to be weathered, so that people can't find a trace, leaving only a stone knife sleeping in the tomb.

Lao Dao took the stone knife in the air, rubbed it with his hand, and said for a while: "The years of burial are too long, and the spirituality in it has been lost and transformed into an ordinary stone. ”

Xia Mu took the stone knife and didn't feel anything special, this stone knife may have been a treasure back then, but now under the passage of time, it has long been transformed into a mortal thing, and it is of no use to him.

However, Xia Mu hesitated, put away the stone knife, and then continued to move forward with the old way.

The two of them walked all the way to the tomb mountain in the center of the burial ground, opening the cemeteries one after another, but there was no more harvest, and the things that were buried at the beginning had long disappeared with the years, and even traces were not left.

Eventually, the two of them advanced to the center of the burial ground, standing in front of the mountain tomb, where the tall tomb door stood in front of them, closed without a single gap, as if it were made in a natural way.

"You can take this jade pendant with you for the time being. Lao Dao took out a jade pendant from his bosom and explained: "This is refined by the ancestor of my Maoshan Kaipai, if there is something evil in it, maybe it will play some wonderful role." ”

Bite!

Immediately afterwards, Lao Dao took out a stone bell, which was full of potholes, and the moment he took it out, it made a bell of metal collision.

The bell is no more than three inches long, and there are some mountains, rivers and rocks carved on it, as well as some strange patterns that people can't understand.

"Underground, we may encounter some strange things, so don't fight head-on unless we have to. Lao Dao's expression was solemn: "Whether it's a ghost or something, if you don't take the initiative to provoke you, treat it as an illusion, and use this bell to open the way." ”

Xia Mu was a little hairy by him, Lao Dao had carefully instructed him before, there are big weirdness in the really strange cemetery, and it cannot be guessed with common sense, which may involve the great secret of reincarnation thousands of years ago.

In the end, Lao Dao broke the formation, opened the tomb door, and took Xia Mu into the mountain tomb.

The tomb was pitch black and couldn't be seen clearly with the naked eye, but this had no effect on the two of them.

"What kind of place is this?" Xia Mu was surprised, in this mountain tomb, the broken walls are ruined, there are collapsed idol stone pillars everywhere, and the remains of the palace are all over the place, not so much a burial ground, but more like a sect ruins, or this cemetery is not a person, but a sect that existed thousands of years ago.

The two of them walked cautiously in the belly of the mountain.

At this moment, the old Dao was shocked and uncertain, his divine sense was scanning, and he could barely see the scene within dozens of steps, and exclaimed: "Is this ......?"

Xia Mu continued to walk forward, and suddenly he was shocked in his heart, and saw a huge ancient city, magnificent, almost comparable to a first-tier city, its majestic momentum, standing inside the mountain peak, extremely intact, looking ancient and atmospheric, exuding an eternal and ancient atmosphere.

It was hard for him to imagine where he had been, and it was clear that it wasn't just a tomb.

"Huh?" At this moment, Lao Dao suddenly let out a suspicious sound, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious, if he hadn't sensed any danger, with his person, I am afraid that he would have fled long ago.

Xia Mu was initially attracted by the ancient city, and did not notice the situation around him, and it was not until this time that he found that under the ancient city wall, there were dozens of corpses lying on the ground.

These corpses are all purple and black, and there is a sinister aura in them, as if they have a thick layer of evil clothes, and they look very demonic.

"It's such a terrible corpse, these characters, if you want to cultivate in the next life, they must be extremely high. ”

"This ...... This is the corpse of the primeval past!" Lao Dao was shocked after carefully identifying it, and his face was a little pale: "Back then, our Maoshan Kai Sect Patriarch Sanmao Zhenjun once joined forces to suppress one, but I didn't expect that there were more than ten corpses here, and the age seems to be even older, the ancestor is above, where did Lao Dao break into?"

Hearing this, Xia Mu's heart sank, and he secretly guarded himself, and walked towards the ancient city in front of him with Lao Dao.

When Lao Dao saw the huge and magnificent ancient city like a mountain, after seeing the four big characters on the gate of the ancient city, his face suddenly turned pale: "Penglai Ancient City...... How is this possible? It really exists in the world!"

"Is there something wrong?" Xia Mu saw him with such a demeanor, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, let's go, let's get out of here quickly, or we'll all die!" Lao Dao was not afraid when he saw the dozens of primeval corpses before, but at this moment, he was terrified.

Xia Mu's heart jumped, and he subconsciously asked: "What is the ancient city of Penglai?"

"Ouch, my little ancestor, don't explore any more, let's get out of here first. The old man said something in his mouth, and turned around to leave.

The ancient city was lifeless and very gloomy, and a little golden light flowed out of Xia Mu's eyes, injecting aura into his eyes, wanting to see the situation in the city clearly.

The ancient city in front of him was dotted with monuments, and there seemed to be an inexplicable force blocking his peeping, and he couldn't see the scene in the city, which made Xia Mu suddenly feel a sense of unrest in his heart, and he retreated back with the old way.

Under the city wall full of historic sites, dozens of ancient corpses lie on the ground, which looks very strange.

"Faster!" Lao Dao's face was grim, and he said something in his mouth, which seemed to be the mantra of the Pure Land of the Buddha's rebirth, wanting to transcend the undetectable existence in the underworld.

Xia Mu is not a reckless person, seeing Lao Dao's cautious attitude, he naturally knows that the origin of the ancient city is extraordinary, and his pace is quickened, and he wants to return along the same path.

However, just a hundred steps away from the ancient city, a sudden change occurred.

Hearing only a clang, the gate of the ancient city, which had been silent for thousands of years, suddenly opened, and a palpitating and terrifying aura swept suddenly from the city, which made the two people fleeing in horror, and it was difficult to take half a step back.

"Click!"

Xia Mu suddenly heard the sound of jade shattering, the jade pendant delivered by Lao Dao before was silently shattered at this moment, Lao Dao's face was also white, the two were blocked by a strong suction, and they couldn't move half a step away, and a premonition of death suddenly arose in their hearts, as if they took the next step, they would encounter a situation of death.

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