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The two walked to beds No. 5-24, and Ms. Liu had already woken up.

This is a room for two, and the other bed is empty. The property staff who brought her here has already left. She is lying on the bed by the window, looking out of the window, not knowing what she is thinking.

The two didn't deliberately lighten their steps, and knocked on the door to signal, but Ms. Liu didn't respond.

She is not very old, about 24 or [-] years old, with ordinary looks, sallow complexion, dull expression, and an expression of wandering in the sky.

Qi Yu sat on a chair beside her and introduced herself to her: "Hi, I found your post on the Internet——"

Hearing the word post, Ms. Liu turned her head and looked straight at Qi Yu without saying a word.

"Uh... I just want to tell you that I believe what you said, and I can help you." Qi Yu said a little shyly. I think he is a bit cute like a big boy.

At least Qi Shu thinks so.

The woman still didn't give him any response. Qi Yu racked his brains to organize his words to persuade the woman. At this time, Qi Shu said: "When I entered your house yesterday, I took the liberty to observe it. Outside the door of the southernmost bedroom , the yin energy is very heavy, it is the ghosts who stay there for a long time."

Hearing that the expression of the woman here finally had obvious fluctuations, she spoke dryly, as if she hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time: "——It is it, it has been watching me there. I can feel it."

Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We can help you expel him, trust us!"

Hearing this, the woman did not show an expression of ecstasy, she looked away, looked out the window, and said nothing again.

She doesn't want to live anymore.

Life and death make no difference to her.

Qi Yu had never encountered such a situation before, so he cast his eyes on Qi Shu for help, and said silently, "What should I do?"

Qi Shu's gaze stayed on the fluttering lips in front of him for a moment, and there was a small hole on it that was broken by him.He quickly looked away and said to the woman: "Even if you don't want to live anymore, you should figure out what has been with you for a year."

In the long silence, the woman nodded slightly.

Because the woman was weak and could not be discharged from the hospital immediately, the two decided to wait for her to recover.

So the two started to visit Yuecheng.

Yuecheng is a mountain city, the roads are twists and turns, and the navigation is very difficult.The two drove around in the car, getting further and further away, and there was no definite destination at all, so the two simply walked along the mountain road, and finally arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Probably came to some small scenic spot in a corner, and there were only a few cars parked at the foot of the mountain.

There are long wooden steps on the mountain, with twists and turns hidden in the woods. There is a wooden door at the front of the steps. The wooden door is not high, and there is a small tattered plaque hanging on it. The handwriting on it is mottled and unclear. I can only roughly see the three characters of Qingguishan.

Qi Yu was infected with the strange poison that came all the time, and dragged Qi Shu to climb the mountain.

I haven't climbed a mountain for a long time!

He stepped up the steps excitedly, the trees on both sides were lush, and the coolness was very pleasant in Yuecheng, where autumn tigers were raging.After walking for a long time, even the wooden steps gradually disappeared, and Qi Shu still didn't see the ticket office.

This is too bad.

The two didn't realize that after they left, the dark red strokes gradually appeared on the plaque——Green Ghost Mountain

The scenery here is really good, with lush vegetation.

The temperature on the mountain is low, and the flowering period is late, and bright yellow flowers can be seen everywhere, and even gray mushrooms can be seen.

With the disappearance of the steps, the two of them stepped on some kind of thick moss plant, the feet felt very soft and comfortable, every step it took was like the earth supporting your soles.

The sunlight passing through the branches and leaves loses its poisonous power, and when it shines on the body, it only feels soft and warm, and the wind is also warm, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees.

A small temple appeared in the field of vision of the two of them.The golden-yellow top is shining in the sun, and the four corners are raised, and the ridge beast on the top can be seen from a distance.

The two walked there.

Qi Yu hadn't returned to the mountain for a long time, so he had a good time and took off his shoes early and walked barefoot in the forest.Qi Shu faintly felt something was wrong walking on the mountain, but he couldn't figure it out.

The two walked slowly to the front of the temple.Although the temple is not big, it is beautifully repaired, and it can be seen that people often repair it. The red paint on the pillars in front of the temple is bright in color and does not peel off at all.

Qi Yu said: "Let's go in and offer incense sticks!" He hasn't been to a temple yet, but he knows that worshiping Buddha can protect people's health.

Excitedly, he strode across the threshold.

Qi Shu's eyes stopped for a moment on the Sanskrit inscriptions engraved around the walls of the temple, and then he walked in.

The temple is not big, and there is only one kind-hearted old monk inside.

Although the old monk is old, his hands and feet are still sharp, and he is sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

He was not surprised when he saw the two of them. He smiled slightly and said, "Although the temple is small, it has been around for 500 years, and it is very effective. The two benefactors may as well go in and have a look."

Qi Yu had a good impression of this monk, so he showed his teeth and smiled brightly: "Where is the fragrance, master?"

The master smiled and said: "The little benefactor is sincere and spiritual. It hasn't rained in the past few days, the sky is dry, and there is a fire ban in the mountains, so you can't burn incense."

Qi Yu smiled and said, "So that's how it is!"

The old monk led the two of them around the small temple. The Bodhisattva in the temple has a solemn appearance and compassion in his eyes.

The bodhi branches and leaves in the temple are luxuriant, and there is a vegetable garden behind. The grapes on the grape trellis have already fallen, which is very leisurely.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and the two of them only had an early lunch at eleven o'clock, and Qi Yu was already starving.

He has been a person for two or three months, and everything else is fine. He can hardly eat three meals a day plus supper.

Qi Yu quietly said to Qi Shu: "Why don't we go back, my stomach is going to growl."

Qi Shu glanced at him, turned around and bowed slightly to the old monk, and asked, "We have walked for a long time to get here, master, do you know where there is a path to go down the mountain?"

The old monk smiled and led them to another small gate of the temple. He stood in the courtyard and pointed to the path outside the small gate, saying, "It takes about an hour to walk from here to the bottom of the mountain."

When the two walked out of the small gate, Qi Yu was starved to death, and his steps were much faster than when they came.

But Qi Shu walked slowly.

After walking a few steps, Qi Yu heard Qi Shu's cold voice.

"Come out." Qi Shu turned to face the temple and said sarcastically, "I can't pretend well. The swastika at the door is reversed." Note 1

Qi Shu's five fingers stretched across the swastika, and he saw the swastika on the wall emit black air, which was continuously sucked into Qi Shu's hands, and then the swastika disappeared, and the swastika appeared.

The small temple in front of me was distorted in an instant, the roof tiles were dim, the yellow walls were mottled, and the rafters were decayed. Only the two red pillars in front of the door were still dazzlingly red, and the bloody smell coming from the face couldn’t be covered up—that’s not The red paint is human blood.

Qi Shu's expression became serious. After the blood coagulates, the oxygen and protein in it are separated, and it should appear dark red, but the red of the pillar in front of the door is very bright. There is only one possibility, that this person has just died.

Moreover, the aura of this temple was so weird, like yin, yang, demon, and ghost, he couldn't figure out the origin of the things inside for a while.

Qi Yu, who was pulled behind Qi Shu, was also taken aback by the scene in front of him. He poked his head out from behind: "What is this—"

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow slowly emerged from the temple.

It was a huge tortoise. It was still standing in the courtyard gate. Its blue-black shell was as big as an off-road vehicle. Its limbs were thick and covered with hard scales, but it landed without a sound.

The most frightening thing was his head, which was a human head—it was the benevolent old monk.

At this moment, his facial features became sharp, distorted and deformed as if a human face was put in a vacuum bag, with human facial features, but with an elongated and deformed neck, the end of the neck was hidden in the turtle shell, it was so weird People hold their breath.

He stopped at the door, looked at the two of Qi and Shu, and grinned, revealing his inhuman side - there were no teeth in his mouth, but a hard thorn in his throat.

"Today is a good day. One person didn't finish eating, but another person came." His gaze turned to Qi Yu: "Also, a big snack."

Because he had no teeth, his pronunciation was very weird and vague, but the salivation on his face was enough to make Qi Shu's face darken.

Anything is worthy of coveting his possessions.

Yin Qi lingered at Qi Shu's fingertips and merged into a long whip. He raised his hand, and the long whip roared away with the sound of piercing the air, and with a crisp snap, the monster's face was pulled aside.

A blow that was enough to disperse ordinary ghosts was just a bloodstain on the monster's face.

The monster chuckled twice, and said arrogantly: "It's been a long time since no one has been able to play with me twice."

His eyes started to turn red, Jie Jie laughed and said, "Then I'll tear you up, little ghost, and eat this snack again."

This ghost call has some meaning.

Qi Shu has a special physique, half of each of the three souls and six souls, his fate is extremely negative, and he was born with evil spirits. If he hadn't been born in Qimen, he would have died so early that not even his bones were left.

In order to suppress the Yin Qi in his body, his father planted the Qimen Zongbao - Killing Xie in his body.

Killing Xie is a magical tool, with a positive nature, but it is extremely warlike. It is rumored that the first Qimen Patriarch once used it to harass the underworld. After three days and three nights of fighting in Wangchuan, the two of them stopped fighting, when the river of Wangchuan filled with water, thousands of ghosts fought and fled, and the world was devastated.

It is said that the reason why the Qimen suzerain returned to the human world and established Qimen was to collect all ghosts and make up for his impulsive mistakes.

Of course, this is what the outside world said, and people in Qimen respected this patriarch very much.

It is unknown whether the rumors are true or not, but the power of Killing Xie is known to all.

At that time, when the previous Qimen sect master, that is, his father, wanted to plant Luxie into his body, he was opposed by the elders.

Until Killing the Evil and Recognizing the Lord - you know, it has been silent for nearly 300 years.Everyone suppressed their voices, since Lu Xie has recognized the lord, then he is a well-deserved next suzerain of Qimen, and his aptitude even surpassed his father.

Qimen's rule for thousands of years is that those who are able should live there, if Luxie recognizes the master, he is the suzerain, if Luxie does not respond, then he is only the sect master.

This is also the reason why the current head of Qimen is eager to find him.

It's a pity that there was no movement after the broken sword entered his body, but 14 years ago he was imprisoned into the ghost's breath by the evil ghost Gouyun but survived, probably because of this killing evil.

The demon tortoise actually bluntly said that he was a ghost, probably also saw the ghost's breath in his body.

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Note [-]: Swastika (ten thousand, two Z left-handed) and Swastika (two anti-Z right-handed), were written differently in the early days. In the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian set the swastika or swastika as a kind of writing method, which is a special word for Chinese Buddhism. It's written. (From Baidu Encyclopedia)

This article is empty, the swastika represents Buddha, and the swastika is the opposite.

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