The mud seal opened, and I put my eyes to the mouth of the bottle to look inside, and I was stunned for a while.

It looked like a scroll.

The ghost bottle is about a foot and a half high, and the length of the scroll is about the same as the bottle, and the upper end is stuck at the neck of the bottle, so it won't make a sound when it is shaken.

I carefully pulled out the scroll and held it in my hand, and suddenly I had a strange feeling.

This indescribable feeling prompted me to open the reel, and after only two-thirds of the way open, I froze.

This is actually an ink portrait of a woman in an ancient dress.

I don't know much about history, so I can't tell which dynasty it is from the clothes, but I can only say that the dresses on the people in the paintings are not luxurious and flamboyant.

But although she is dressed ordinarily, it is difficult to hide the slenderness of the woman's figure.

"It's definitely a beauty......" I muttered.

The truth is that what shocked me was not only the beautiful figure of the person in the painting, but the first time I saw the painting, I felt as if I knew the person in the painting.

I couldn't wait to see the person in the painting, but when the scroll was fully unfolded, I was stunned again.

The woman in the painting is wearing her hair in a bun, but the position of her face is blank, without eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose.

"How can there be no face?"

I got up and hung the painting on the opposite wall, looked at it carefully, and wondered to the extreme.

Except for a woman in ancient costume, there is not a single word on the painting.

The woman didn't paint her face, but the more I looked at it, the more I realized that the person in the painting was not only someone I knew, but also very familiar with me.

I was tormented by this strange feeling in my throat, and I thought to myself that Monk Jinghai and Lao He are both well-informed, so it is better to let them see this painting.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard Xu Ronghua's voice from the direction of the stairs: "It's time, go back." ”

I was stunned for a moment, only to find that Xu Ronghua and Lao He were not there, and there was only an old girl in Jinghai dressed in a leather coat outside, leaning on the counter and looking at me with a smile.

"As soon as the fifth watch day passes, it's not good for the living to stay here any longer, let's go quickly." Jinghai rubbed his hands together and said to me.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, I'm not afraid, why are you a dead ghost in a hurry?

But with one thought in mind, I gave up the strange faceless portrait for a moment, straightened my clothes, glanced back in the direction of the stairs, and walked out of the station.

Seeing the post station disappear behind me, I anxiously asked Jinghai: "Master, have you thought of a way to save the blind man?" ”

"I thought of it...... Halfway. ”

Seeing that my face sank, Jing Hai smiled and did not change, "It's useless for you to be anxious, I don't say anything nonsense about 'life and death', but with his current situation, only by staying in the Three Corpses can he temporarily save his life."

I don't need to explain to you the effect of the Three Corpses Wood, you just need to know that he won't die if he stays in it for a while, and he won't stink; And I, for my own sake, am really thinking about it. ”

If you have a request for someone, you can only bow your head.

Facing the moat, I opened my arms and took two deep breaths of the morning air, and was just about to speak, when Jinghai suddenly said to me:

"Actually, when you are in the Yinyang Station, you are almost the same as ordinary people sleeping in bed, so you shouldn't feel sleepy now."

I was slightly stunned, twisted my neck, felt it, and nodded subconsciously.

This night was undoubtedly the longest time I spent in the station, and I stayed up all night, and my spirit was really not bad.

"That's right." Jing Hai turned to face the moat, also stretched his waist, yawned and said: "The sunrise is yang, the moon is yin, you are in the yang world, as an evil ghost, the sun is in the sun during the day, and the yin body is in control at night." You live a lifetime, but you are in two ordinary lives. ”

Looking at the back of his bare head, and then looking at the leather suit on his back, I suddenly felt the urge to scold my mother.

The sun rises and the sun sets;

marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby;

quarrel with your daughter-in-law, and if you can't quarrel with your daughter-in-law, you will beat the baby......

A life full of mediocrity and complex emotions is the life I yearn for......

I can't get what I want now, but how can I let the old girl say it, as if I have taken a big advantage in my life?

Jinghai seemed to see my resentment, and smiled again: "Well, it's all gentlemen, don't talk nonsense." Buddha I am now a dead ghost, although I am not afraid of the light of day, but the pestle in the broad daylight is in front of your eyes, and you are not comfortable. Let's take advantage of this time to go across the river to find something. ”

"Looking for what?" I couldn't help frowning, on the other side of the river is the cemetery cemetery, what to look for there? This old bald man is full of tricks, and what kind of moth does he come up with?

"That thing has to be there." Jing Hai turned around and said, "If you want to save the kid surnamed Liu, just listen to me." ”

"Good!"

At the mention of the blind man, I nodded without hesitation.

The two crossed the stone bridge and came to the gate of the cemetery on the other side, but Jinghai suddenly tightened his brows and muttered, "It's hard to find......"

"What exactly are you looking for?" I couldn't help but ask.

Jing Hai lowered his eyelids, as if he was thinking about something, and only raised his eyelids after a while, and said vaguely: "Find a sedan chair." ”

"What?" I could hear his pronunciation, but I didn't understand what he meant.

"Sedan chair!"

Jing Hai turned his face to look at me suddenly: "Ghost sedan chair!" A sedan chair that can be carried by four ghosts! ”

"What do you mean?" I understood the literal meaning, but it was still unclear what he was trying to do.

From the time this old bald donkey swallowed the third letter, I had a vague feeling that he was 'harboring evil intentions'!

It's inexplicable early in the morning, what the hell is he trying to do?

Damn, why do I think I'm being calculated again?

However, this feeling of being yin by someone seems to be ......

No, it's just the beginning of the feeling of being shaded by the 'bald' old ghost......

I just asked for some reason, and suddenly, I smelled sandalwood on the tip of my nose.

"It's not the end of the year yet, and it's not a solar term, who is coming to the grave so early to burn incense?" I looked at the cemetery and said in a daze.

"Go in and have a look, won't you?" Jinghai smiled back, turned around and stepped into the stone archway at the main entrance of the cemetery.

"!" I followed in, my teeth crunching.

It's not that I don't have enough brains right now, but why do I think that after Jinghai came out of the station, he ......

Or rather......

Anyway, I think that after a short stay in the Yin-Yang Station, why would he be even more evil when he returned to the Yangshi?

When I walked into the cemetery, I was blind.

It's not the first time I've been to the cemetery on the other side of Chenghe Street, but why do I think something is wrong here today?

In addition to the curling sandalwood fragrance, it seems to ......

There seems to be a ......

"What are you doing in a daze?"

I was startled by the sudden shrill sound in my ears, and turned my face to see Jinghai staring at me.

"What's wrong?" My mind is so messed up that I can't put it into words.

Jing Hai was standing beside me, and when he saw me looking at him, he raised his hand and pointed to the side: "Guess, who is the sedan chair here to pick up?" ”

I was stunned, and I looked at the situation, but before I could see the situation clearly, my ears and eyes were suddenly blown up by a sudden sound.

That's the noise of gongs and drums that I'm familiar with to this day.

Following the noisy gongs and drums, I saw that in the depths of the cemetery, between the two rows of pines and cypresses, a white sedan chair was suspended in the air, floating towards this side.