The Taoist temple is not on the side of the avenue, but on a high slope, and a stone path winds and circles, connecting the avenue and the Taoist temple.

The round windows of the Taoist temple arches, small and exquisite, may have been red walls and green tiles in the past, but now they are all mottled.

The ghost wept off his horse, walked ahead, and walked up the stone path.

The road is very steep, and after walking for a while, when you look down, those who are afraid of heights are dizzy. Occasionally, you have to pass by the cliff, and the drop of more than ten zhang is terrifying.

When he was about to arrive at the Taoist temple, Ghost Cry saw a stone tablet on the side of the road, the text on the tablet was blurred, and more than a dozen broken incense sticks were inserted indiscriminately, which should be worshipping something.

The wind became stronger.

Above, there was the sound of brushing. An old man, dressed in shabby and thin clothes, wearing a pair of straw sandals, showing his black toes, bent his head, and his thick hands grasped a bamboo broom, vigorously sweeping the snow on the road.

The old man also noticed the ghost crying, waved his hand and said, "Go back, the poor road is no longer counted." ”

"I'm not looking for a fortune teller from the Taoist. Ghost Cry said loudly.

The Taoist chief was stunned for a moment, and the broom of the pestle straightened up: "Then what are you here for?"

"Come to someone. ”

"Let's go back. The Taoist chief waved his sleeves again to drive people away: "He has gone completely crazy and has no ...... help."

"Maybe I can save it. The ghost cried and kept going.

Dao Chang frowned: "Who are you?"

The ghost cry showed the sign: "The elder of the Shushan Immortal Sword Pavilion is crying." ”

"The old ghost Po has a green beard, but he didn't expect to be a fellow practitioner. The greenbeard arched his hand and shook his head and sighed: "There was a strong wind, which blinded the eyes of the poor road." ”

"The Taoist is not blind. The ghost cried and shook his head: "The blind have been martyred because they cannot see the way." ”

"You're not right, they call it free and easy, and they can let go of anything. The green-bearded Taoist retorted and cried, then turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple: "The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit." At the beginning, I thought I could get information from this madman, so I ate and drank well, but later found that I couldn't ask anything, so I immediately threw people into the Taoist temple of the poor road, and walked away, which is really reality. ”

As he spoke, Greenbeard couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

The two of them walked through the smooth stone path, through a flat ground in front of the Taoist temple, through an arch like a big mouth, and entered the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is very simple, a few futons, a mouthful of ding, and a portrait of the ancestor is like this.

In the corner, there was a shrunken person, dressed in a Taoist robe, muttering something in his mouth.

"You lazy ghost!" The greenbearded Taoist couldn't help but scold: "Infinite Tianzun is a grandmother, she knows how to eat and eat all day long, and she doesn't know what to do, and sooner or later she will starve to death of you." ”

It seems that the state of mind cultivation of the green-bearded Taoist is not at home, and he can't do it at all.

This person raised his head, and under his messy long hair, there was a rough face, a little vicious, not to the extent of a ghost crying, but it was also not a good person at first glance.

But at this time, his appearance is not intimidating at all. I saw him crying and crying: "Dead, all dead!"

Greenbeard sighed and rolled his eyes: "Look, that's what it looks like." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the ghost crying, but he saw a knife light, and heard a sound in his ears, and a long knife waved in front of him.

"Don't!" the greenbearded Taoist was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect the ghost to cry without asking a word, and he would cut it with his sword.

In a hurry, he hurriedly reached out to grab the knife.

But the knife was too fast, and by the time he went to grab it, Devil Cry had already withdrawn the knife, and with a click, the long knife was returned to its sheath.

"Why are you like this!" "The bluebeard said that his face was red with anger: "Even if he is crazy, he will not die!"

"He's not dead. The ghost cried and said, "He is awake." ”

The green-bearded Taoist was slightly stunned, and when he turned around, the man in the Taoist robe who was originally crazy burst into tears: "Dead, all dead!"

He said the same sentence, but his tone fluctuated significantly, with deep fear and grief.

"Say it!" Ghost Cry passed by the greenbearded Taoist, grabbed the man's shirt and lifted him up: "Tell me, what's going on, what happened to you?"

"We... We ......" the man covered his face, he is not as tall as Ghost Cry, but he is also strong, the tiger's mouth is calloused, Ghost Cry recognizes, he must practice swordsmanship all year round, swordsmanship may not be high, but it is definitely not low, it belongs to the level of a good hand.

"Just a night's rest......," he cried, like a child afraid of the dark, "everyone is dead, and the brothers are all dried corpses......

The greenbeard Taoist said with wide eyes: "Can you cut people down with a single slash?"

He looked at his hands blankly, could it be that I have cultivated the Dao for so many years, and the cultivation is a false Dao?

On the other side, the ghost cried and asked in an emotionless tone, "Name." ”

The man replied blankly: "Chen Tiegun." ”

"What for?"

"Dart-walking. ”

"How did they die?"

As if remembering something terrible, this man called the city railway "I don't know! Just got a good night's sleep......"

The ghost cried unmoved: "Where did you sleep?"

Chen Tiegun struggled, trying to break free from Ghost Cry's hand, but Ghost Cry's arm was like steel cast in iron, not something he could shake at all, grabbed his shirt and pressed him against the wall, after a while, Chen Tiegun was exhausted and gasped.

"Say, where did you sleep?"

Chen Tiegun was so frightened that he burst into tears, his big mouth suddenly appeared, spit out a stone, and wrapped the stone tightly on Chen Tiegun's body.

In an instant, the surroundings began to distort and change, and everything was like a dream, illusory and real.

The sky was shining with blood-red light, and it was already evening.

The verdant bamboo forest turned white because of a heavy snowfall, and a few dart carts stopped on the side of the road.

In the distance, a silent village can be seen.

In the bamboo forest, on the eaves of the abandoned inn, the crows shivering from the cold chirped lonely.

"Don't, don't go in!" Chen Tiegun hurriedly shouted. However, the dart masters did not hear him at all, unloaded the boxes from the carriage, and carried them into the inn.

The next moment, everything was moving, and the open door of the inn was like a big mouth of the abyss, swallowing them into it at once.

In the big hall, around the half-extinguished fire, figures wrapped in thick quilts lay there quietly.

Chen Tiegun's lips, which were held in the air by the ghost crying, began to tremble, at this time the sky was not completely bright, and the light coming in from the window was limited, and more was lit by the light emitted by the faint flames exposed from the fire that had not yet been completely extinguished.

Inside the quilt, something seemed to squirm, revealing an ugly, rugged and vicious head. He opened his eyes in confusion, as if wondering why no one had woken him up at this time.

He wanted to come out, but he shivered with cold and shrank back. It took a while before I mustered up the courage to drill out completely. He quickly put on a thick coat, added a few sticks of firewood, and saved the fire that was about to be extinguished, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, feeling more and more wrong, he shook his companion beside him, and with a click, a shriveled head peeked out from under the quilt......

"Ah!!!!h

The terrible screams pierced through the walls and roofs, echoing through a barren bamboo forest.