The years of reselling the haunted house

The three of us ran along the edge of the pool, all the way to the west of the pool.

The water mist here is indeed very heavy. Although we didn't wade through the water, we were already wet just by running over here.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs to death.

I didn't expect this pool to be the same. It seemed that the distance was not far away, but we ran more than half a circle to the west along the bank of the pool, and found that the figure and the waterfall were still a little out of reach.

We ran a little anxiously, out of breath, and had to stop to catch our breath.

Ma Su leaned on his back, frowned, looked at the distant waterfall and the still figure standing under the waterfall, shook his head and said: "It's not right, there is water mist splashed by the waterfall over there, what we saw Could it be a mirage?"

"Mirage? Mirage?" Fat Dahai blurted out.

Ma Su nodded and said: "A mirage is just one kind of mirage. If all conditions permit, mirages may appear here. It means that what we see is only a scene in other places in the world. Then That is to say, what is here is just a virtual scene, and it does not actually exist. If this is the case, we will not be able to go there even if we are exhausted."

We all understand what Ma Su means, but looking at the scene under the waterfall, it is so real, I still don't believe it.

"The sound of the blue waves on the Bibotan, the independent fishing platform to enjoy the cool breeze. The birds don't wake up through the floating clouds, and the fish sink into the deep water and the water clears itself..."

At this time, suddenly a faintly discernible song floated from the air.

The voice was intermittent, like in the clouds and fog, it didn't sound very real, but it was real.

Obviously, there were other people besides us.

We looked around and made sure there was no one left and right.Fat Dahai pointed to the figure in the distance, and said, "If the scene is a mirage, is the voice also false? Let me tell you, let's continue chasing that figure. I don't believe we can't find him."

Ma Di couldn't explain the intermittent singing, so he nodded. We gathered our opinions and continued to walk along the edge of the pool to the waterfall in the distance.

This time, we were not in a hurry, and walked slowly, chatting easily while enjoying the rare beauty.

This kind of mentality, on the contrary, greatly relieved and released our originally tense mood.

What's more effective is that this time we walked less than 100 meters forward, and found that the waterfall and rocks that seemed far away from us were very close at hand.

Below the waterfall, there is a rock standing on the edge of the pool.

On the rock, there is a single person, wearing coir raincoat and bamboo hat, holding a fishing rod, fishing in the pool.

Originally, we could still hear the faint singing voice, but when we got here, the singing voice seemed to stop abruptly.

Only the figure fishing was as motionless as the stone carving.

At this time, the setting sun had already set, and the remaining afterglow radiated towards the stone platform without hesitation.

The fisherman leaned against the setting sun and faced the deep pool. His body was covered with a golden glow, which seemed quite mysterious.

Ma Di waved his hand at us, motioning for us to calm down.

Such a picture makes us reluctant to destroy it.

It seems that everything we see maintains a balance on the screen.It is very likely that we will be broken because of a word from us, even a cough.

If it weren't for the water still flowing slightly, I would definitely think that what we saw was a painting.

We were under the rocks, watching the angler devote himself to fishing.

But strangely enough, we waited until the sun had completely set.Not only did the fisherman remain motionless, but he didn't even catch half of the fish.

Even the angler didn't mention the rod.I even wondered if there was any bait on the hook?That person is standing here, is he here for fishing, or for posing?

Counting the time, we have been waiting here for more than an hour.

Chapter 686

I really wonder if the person in the coir raincoat and the bamboo hat is a stone man.Because he stood where he was, he didn't even move.

If it is a normal person, how can the body bear such a standing method?

But the wind blew past, and the reed leaves on his coir raincoat and the cloth strips on his bamboo hat kept fluttering.Obviously the dress and hat are real.

Pang Dahai stretched his arms and waist, and said in a low voice: "Boss, let me go up and ask. It's not a problem to wait like this. I think this person is not normal, don't be a dead person."

If this sentence is said in normal times, it may feel a little alarmist.But after entering this forest, especially after seeing the situation of the female zombie, what the fat man said is really not impossible.

I nodded, and the few of us were about to step forward to have a look.Seeing the fisherman, his body suddenly moved.

"Alive, alive. Not dead." Fat Dahai exclaimed.

I glared at him, making such a fuss, if someone overheard me, it would inevitably lead to misunderstanding again.Who wants to be regarded as a dead person by others?

The man raised his arm first, and he picked up the fishing rod from the pool.

There was no fish under the fishing rod. The fisherman flicked the fishing rod in the air a few times, and the fishing line was wrapped around the fishing rod obediently.

Then the fisherman sighed, facing the pool, he seemed to be speaking to the pool, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "That red-tailed carp, today you bit the hook nine times and unhooked it nine times. We will wait for you." One day, I wanted to save you, but you have no destiny with me, since there is no destiny, then that's all..."

I was taken aback when I heard it, I knew there was a saying, Buddha saves a destined person.

It seems that only the Buddha can save people.

Who is this man?Why are you so loud?

The man only carried the fishing rod with him, and after gathering the fishing line, he also turned around slowly.

The sun has just set, and the light is not very dark yet.

I clearly saw that the man looked like a middle-aged man with a thin face and a beard.It's just that the bamboo hat is pressed down very low, covering the eyebrows and eyes.

With his head held high and his chest held high, he stepped down from the stone platform in great strides.

We stood just under the stone platform, and we didn't try to hide ourselves.But this person seemed to have not seen us, and walked past us quickly without turning his head.

"Hey..." Fat Dahai shouted, but the man didn't turn his head, and continued walking forward on his own.

"Damn it. This person is not deaf, right? No, is he blind? Otherwise, why can't he see us? Can't he hear me?" Pang Dahai questioned.

I know it's just the fat man talking nonsense out of his mouth, and this person is definitely not the kind he said.When passing by our side, I noticed that this man had thick eyebrows and bright eyes.How could such a pair of bright eyes be blind?

In addition, he had just spoken, and he would not be a deaf-mute.

I waved my hand to stop the fat man from whining.

I walked up, followed behind the man, and asked, "Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, we..."

"Since there is no fate, then that's all..."

The man said that again for no reason.Let me listen to the fog, I don't know if this sentence is said to us, or he is still talking to himself.

It seems that this person is also a weirdo, and he cannot be judged by common sense.

But the experience accumulated from many extraordinary experiences told me that all high-level people will have some strange tempers.In this deep mountain, there is such a strange fisherman here.where does he live?Do you come fishing every day?What does he mean by scaled up?

Although we haven't had in-depth contact with this person, my intuition tells me that this must not be an ordinary person.

Since this person doesn't want to talk to us, it's not good for us to bother him anymore, so we should just follow him first.

He's always looking for a place to stay, right?Where else can he go this late at night?

I turned around and waved to Ma Di and Pang Dahai behind, signaling them to follow.

I saw Tie Zhu wagging his tail and following behind, but he didn't show anything special.It shows that this fisherman looks normal on the surface.

The three of us and one dog followed the man down a small path by the pool.

The fisherman walked slowly with his fishing rod on his shoulders.

Since he had been standing on the stone platform to fish, the splashing water covered his bamboo hat and coir raincoat.So he walked all the way, and water droplets continued to drip from the coir raincoat.

Looking at the direction, he detoured from the path to the hill behind the waterfall.

When the road under his feet began to slowly move upward, the man seemed to speed up his pace suddenly.Farther and farther away from us.

I stared at his walking pace, but found that he did not speed up the frequency of his steps, nor did he take bigger steps, but his speed increased a lot.

We watched him walk slowly, but we couldn't keep up with him.

In the end, until his figure swayed in front of him, he completely disappeared.

Pang Dahai saw clearly from behind, came up and asked out of breath: "You say, could this person be a god? Listen to what he said, can it be ordinary people who can save living beings? You can see that he is not walking fast, but we can't catch up with him. This is unscientific..."

I said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, how can there be any gods in the world?"

Pang Dahai responded disdainfully: "Boss, to be honest. Before I met you, I didn't believe in ghosts..."

Pang Dahai's words left me speechless.

What he said makes sense.Since there are ghosts in the world, will there be gods in the world?

But having said that, if there are [-] people out of [-] people who believe in ghosts, it is estimated that there will be no more than five people who believe in gods.

In other words, immortals are more illusory in people's minds, invisible and intangible.

Therefore, I do not believe that there are gods in the world.He even couldn't believe that the fisherman in front of him was some kind of god.

It's just that his appearance is a bit too mysterious.

I chuckled: "It's not that easy to get rid of us. We have Tie Zhu... Tie Zhu, come here..."

I called Tie Zhu over, and this guy ran over shaking his head, sticking out his tongue.

I've found that it's been a little bloated lately since it's made a name for itself.No matter how you look at it now, it has an arrogant expression.It's the same this time. Seeing its appearance, we all looked disgusted.

It must be thinking, look at you guys, is it all right again?In the end, I still have to use Master Dog...

But they do have the capital of being arrogant, and we really can't do without it.

I pointed to the front: "See that weird guy just now, help us find him."

Chapter 687 The Fisherman

Tie Zhu raised his head, yelled, and ran to the front.

Obviously Tie Zhu had already smelled the fisherman's breath, no matter how mysterious he was, he couldn't escape Tie Zhu's nose.

We followed Tie Zhu up the mountain not far away, and Tie Zhu stopped and yelled several times in front of him.

We leaned over and found a hole on the mountain wall directly in front of us.

From a distance, there seemed to be bright lights appearing inside the cave entrance.

"Found it." We saw the cave, which meant that the fisherman had entered the cave.

The three of us came to the entrance of the cave.The entrance of the cave looked as tall as a person, and the surroundings of the cave were covered with moss.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the cave, I smelled a strong smell of incense.There is also curling green smoke slowly floating out from the cave.

From this, I firmly believe that this fisherman is either practicing Buddhism or Taoism.

There are candles flickering from inside, but there are many twists and turns in this cave. I only saw candles flickering, but no one was there.

We were poking around the entrance of the cave, hesitating whether to go in and find the fisherman.

At this time, I heard a voice from inside: "Since there is no fate, then that's all... Did you understand my words? Since you have no fate with me, you should find another way..."

We looked at each other, and I found that the fisherman liked to use some ancient Chinese when speaking. These ancient Chinese and some modern words were mixed together, which was somewhat nondescript.However, we could understand what he said, and it was obvious that the master had issued an order to expel the guests.

Are you not welcome to us?But we didn't say a word to this fisherman, why did he dislike us so much?

Is it really because of his sentence that we have no chance with him?

Hearing this, Ma Su shouted loudly: "Sir, we have come from a long way, went deep into this place, and stayed in the forest for several days and nights. We are exhausted, can you allow us to stay in Xiandong Mansion for one night?"

Ma Di's polite words were to ask the man to stay overnight.It's ridiculous to say that he also wanted to use some ancient Chinese to cater to the other party.

But what he said is also true. For the past few days, we have been resting in the tent, and the night of fighting the zombies was even more sleepless.Basically, I can't sleep well during the day, and it is even more difficult to fall asleep in the first half of the night.In the second half of the night, I have to follow Danqiu kid on the road again.We have been tossed and tortured enough for a while, and it is lucky that we didn't get sick from the toss.

Besides, the wind at night is even more humid and cold by the pool. If you still camp in the forest, you may not be able to go any further.

Seeing this cave, if you can live in the cave and light a fire, it will be a happy thing to think about.

"The mountain is made by nature, and so is the cave. The mansion made by nature, all the spirits of the world can settle in. You don't have to ask me, just stay if you want to, don't disturb my pure cultivation."

I don't know if Ma Su's classical Chinese text played a role, but there was indeed a fisherman's response in it, and there was no sound after that.It's just that the long-lasting incense smell is still very strong.

What the fisherman meant was that the cave was formed naturally, and anyone could enter it.It’s just that he’s preconceived. If we want to live in the cave, we don’t need to greet him, as long as we don’t disturb his cultivation.

From this sentence, it can be heard that this fisherman is really a cultivator as I thought.

Now that he said so, we no longer have any scruples, so we got into the cave from the entrance of the cave.

The candlelight of the firefly came from the inside of the cave.Near the entrance of the cave, there is a cave, which is still very spacious.The three of us and one dog should be enough to rest.

We can't see anything further inside. We don't know what kind of structure the cave is.