Copper Coins

Dustpan Mountain, as its name suggests, is located behind a wild forest, close to a small village in the outskirts of Qingping County. At the foot of the sunny side of the mountain is a large paddy field. At first glance, it looks fresh and beautiful, half hidden and half hidden in the thin water vapor.

But since it is called a dustpan, it is because there is a large depression on the side of the back of the sun. The depression is filled with fog and miasma all the year round.Occasionally, those who stumbled and fell down, or those who were curious enough to grope in by themselves, never came out again.

As a result, there are many rumors about Dupan Mountain in the vicinity. Some people say that too many people died in the depression, and it is a mass grave of bones; It sounds like a scary movement, and I don't know if it's a human or a ghost.

There are many theories, but none of them can be confirmed.

Ten years earlier, there were still people who could not think about it and wanted to die, but now it is impossible to find such a desperate person.So much so that even the legends have faded away, and few people talk about it on weekdays. The younger generation knows nothing about Dupan Mountain and that it cannot be messed around there.

A group of people from Taichang Temple walked on horseshoes, avoiding the small villages and paddy fields on the sunny side, and went directly to Shanyin.Not far away, I saw the fog and miasma in the dustpan mountain.

Taizhu raised his hand again, stopped the people behind him, turned his face and asked, "Girl, which way do these two paths go?"

Of the two roads in front of me, one bypasses the depression and leads to the side of the mountain, while the other is deeply hidden in the mist.

The miasma was damp and cold, and there was still an indescribable woody or medicinal fragrance.In short, it looks and smells poisonous.

Tai Bu has confirmed many times along the way, but at this time he looked at the back of the turtle again, and finally pointed at Misty Misty with a serious expression: "It's true, let's go here."

Taizhu sighed "Hey", turned his head to the people behind and said, "Don't say anything else, everyone first protects your face... and eyeballs."

After all, they are all mortal bodies, and no one is stupid enough to be too arrogant without knowing the truth.

Hearing the words, the members of the cavalry took out a small kit from their bosoms one after another, poured a pill that could resist poison and put it in their mouths, and took out a simple and simple sachet, pressed it on the The front of the nose under the mask.

Tai Bu took out a crescent moon bell from the side pocket on the horse's back, with a small octagonal bell around the silver edge.

She raised her hand to take out a stack of paper talismans, threw one into the thick fog, shook the crescent moon bell three more times, and then pinched the horse's belly.The horse under him walked steadily towards the dense mist amidst the tinkling of bells.

Tai Bu led the way, and Tai Zhu followed closely behind. The entire cavalry team changed from two columns to one, and approached the mist little by little in an orderly manner.

The mist was a vast expanse of whiteness, and nothing could be seen, even half of the horse beneath him was gone. This feeling of inconsistency could easily make people feel uneasy and frightened.

However, Tai Bu's face showed vigilance but not panic.She frowned delicately, steadily maintained the rhythm of five steps and one bell, and led the slender horse team into the depths of the mountain depression.Halfway through the journey, there was a young man in the back line, who was a little flustered in the dense fog, seeing this kind of formation for the first time.

Once a person panics, his breath will become chaotic.As soon as the boy got into the miasma, he accidentally took a few extra breaths, so that the miasma directly entered his mouth and nose.

He hadn't even walked three steps away when he heard a muffled "bang—" and the guy slipped off the horse and fell to the ground, panting like pulling a bellows by his neck.The people behind him couldn't bear it anymore. After adjusting their breath, they suppressed their uneasiness, raised their hands and pulled the convulsed young man up, barely pulling him onto the horse's back.

"The pace should not be chaotic, and the breath should be steady—" Taizhu's voice came from the front, faint like smoke, as if he was in another world.

But even with such instructions, there were still seven or eight of them caught in the miasma during the journey, convulsing all over their bodies, spitting blood from their mouths one after another, and soon lost their breath.

The crescent bell shook five times in a hurry, indicating that Tai Bu had arrived.

In front of me is the center of the mountain depression, but unexpectedly, the center of the mountain depression is not as seen from the top of the mountain. There is only a thin layer of mist and miasma, which is as shallow as the water vapor that evaporates from the rainy day, and the scary fog on the road ahead. Miasma is completely different.And in this thin misty miasma, there is a small building made of bamboo standing alone. The small building has about three floors, and the shape is exquisite and unique.

Probably due to soaking in the mist for a long time, the surface of every green bamboo in the small building is very bright and clean. If it is not for the poisonous mist, it is really an elegant residence.

The two leaders, Tai Bu and Tai Zhu, stared at the small building carefully for a moment, and at this time the people behind them also arrived one after another, enclosing the small building.If it weren't for the mask, the faces that were exposed would be uglier than the other——

Just looking for a place has killed a few people, and it would be hard for anyone to change it.

"Don't be careless, no matter how thin the miasma is, it is poisonous."

Tai Bu reminded a thousand gangsters, and looked at each other with Tai Zhu.The two turned over and got off their horses neatly, skillfully picked places around the small building to press down the paper talismans, and simply set up a formation.

The moment the formation formed, the miasma around the small building suddenly dissipated, and was sucked by the thick ones around it.

The Taichang Temple team put away their sachets and got off their horses one after another, and followed the two leaders to check carefully.

They are looking for a person this time, who they are, and they can't tell, they just saw the portrait. As for what that person does and why they are looking for him, they don't know anything. Only Tai Bu and Tai Zhu know.

"Are you sure it's here?" Tai Zhu glanced at the three-story bamboo building, and confirmed it with Tai Bu again.

But even Tai Bu himself thinks that this place wants to hide people, it is easy to say, but difficult to say.If the miasma can keep people out, then this is an excellent hiding place, but if it cannot be blocked, it is impossible to escape.

"Forget it, let's do a search first." Tai Zhu didn't ask any more questions, and arranged for a group of gangsters.

Soon, the two of them went up to the bamboo building with five gangsters, and went straight to each room with a clear goal, while outside the bamboo building, the remaining hundred people guarded against watertight.

The area of ​​the three-story bamboo building was really not that big, and the seven people searched it all in no time.

"How?" Taizhu hurried down from the top floor, holding the scroll in his hand, flipped through it casually trying to find some clues, then shook his head and threw it on the wooden table beside him.

Standing in the chic and simple living room on the bottom floor, Tai Bu said in his direction, "I got nothing."

Taizhu folded his arms and looked around, and finally said: "Girl, I don't doubt that your calculations are inaccurate, but... may you have missed some traces and clues, so that the result is affected?"

With the facts in front of his eyes, Tai Bu was not annoyed when he was asked this question, but simply sat down in a direction by the table, put the grass knot and tortoise shell on the table, and looked at it carefully.

"Would you... burn the shell again?" Tai Zhu hesitated.

Tai Bu shook his head: "No need, one thing can't be burned twice a day, I'll take another look."

But she just looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

Taizhu: "What?"

"It's nothing, it's still the person I mentioned earlier." Tai Bu said, "It happened to be in this town during the calculation, and he was brought into the shell pattern."

"The one you said was impossible to stay here? Who are you talking about?" Tai Zhu was at a loss.

Tai Bu raised his head and glanced at him, his dark eyes were revealed through the holes in the mask, and his eyes seemed a little confused: "It must be someone with a similar birth date or fate, it can't be the one I thought. After all... "

"Stop playing around the bush, who? Just tell me." Tai Zhu was about to be suffocated to death by her.

Tai Bu shook out the thin paper with the red seal on it, lit it and printed the word "Tong Deng", and said to him: "National teacher."

"Who?!" Tai Zhu couldn't help but want to pick out his ears, but when he touched the edge of the mask, he put it down in a daze.

Tai Bu repeated: "National teacher."

"Impossible, impossible, how is it possible——" Taizhu shook his head quickly, "The national teacher is still on the top of Famen Temple, we met before we set off. He is an old man who is closed, how could he suddenly come to Qingping County, It's not like you don't know the rules of his retreat, and if you come out halfway, all your previous efforts will be wasted."

Tai Bu: "Of course I know, so I also said that maybe it's just a similar person, it can't be the deity. But..."

Taizhu waved his hand: "There's nothing wrong with it, let's think about serious things quickly."

However, having said that, he actually felt a little inexplicably terrified in his heart.

Just when Tai Bu concentrated on looking at the pattern of the turtle's back again, there was a very slight movement in the distance, like something accidentally slapped on the bamboo leaves.

At the same time, the grass knot on the table moved inexplicably, as if swept by the wind, and changed its position.

Tai Bu put away these things, hurried down the bamboo building without saying a word, said: "If there is really a change, get out of this mountain immediately, and people will run away later!"

After about a cup of tea, another group of people stood at the intersection where the Taichang Temple group stopped before.

"Where should we go? The one that looks like we're going to die, or the one that's clean and fog-free?" One of the middle-aged, short, fat men asked dejectedly.

This pedestrian was none other than Xue Xian and the others.

Jiang Shijing's birthday will be in two days, so things will be delayed, Xue Xian didn't let Jiang Shining follow, but kept him in Fangfu to accompany his sister.The rest of Lu Nianqi, Shitou Zhang, and Xuan Min were all brought out by him.

Lu Nianqi is a tortoise in the form of a human guide. Although it does not work at times, it is still useful for Xue Xian, who is blind.Shizhang remembers the person who kidnapped him, if he finds it, he has to confirm it, so he is also useful.As for Xuan Min...

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, you have to carry it anyway.

Where did this mentality come from, Xue Xian couldn't tell.It's probably because I have become a habit of traveling together, and I don't feel bored all day long.

However, dragging Xuan Min out was out of some inexplicable intention of his, but when he really came out, he regretted it a little. After all, what happened last night was still there, and Xuan Min's temper was a bit strange today, and besides, Come on... what did Fang Cheng say?

Oh yes, the effect of ambergris cannot be eliminated in a day or two.

Ha ha.

When Xue Xian thought his mind was squeezed by the door, Lu Nianqi dryly pointed at Misty Misty, and said to Shitou, "Do you still need to ask at this time? It must be the one that seems to be dead."

Shitou Zhang: "Is this miasma poisonous or not?"

Lu Nianqi: "I'm about to die, can it be free from poison?"

Shitou Zhang: "Then how to get there..."

Lu Nianqi said expressionlessly, "It's hard."

Screw you.

Shitou Zhang wanted to turn around and ran away. The weirdest thing was that, apart from a scent of wood, he seemed to smell a trace of blood in the mist, which was still fresh.

He immediately fought back and forth, wanting to cry at Xue Xian, to see if he could arouse the ancestor's pity.

Fortunately, he hadn't held back his tears yet, Xuan Min opened his mouth mercifully, and said flatly, "Don't worry—"

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out to touch the paper talisman, and his calm appearance reassured Shitozhang, after all, Xuan Min had always been reliable, and if he said there was a way, then there must be a way to walk through the miasma alive.

Seeing him take out the paper talisman, Shitou Zhang knew that he was going to use the talisman to set up an array, so he stepped aside immediately, not wanting to hinder him, and gave Lu Nianqi a hand.

As a result, as soon as the Xuanmin paper talisman was held in his hand, someone who was wandering in the sky finally came back to his senses.

Seeing Xue Xian push Xuan Min's hand back, tilting his head and curling the corner of his mouth, "It's just such a trick, it doesn't need to be so grand, I'll do it."

As he spoke, he patted the armrest of the chair.There was a light "click", and a howling wind suddenly rose up, like a dragon crossing a river, sweeping forward with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

call--

The thick fog and miasma that had lingered for an unknown number of years were swept away by this extraordinary wind, revealing layers of old trees that were blown to the ground between the mountain depressions, and a clear road.

Xue Xian turned his face to Xuan Min and picked his chin. He didn't say anything, and the expression on his face was no different from his usual lazy and perverse appearance, but for some reason, there was an inexplicable "Are you It’s not meant to compliment me with admiration.”

Xuan Min glanced down at him, and said, "The armrest of the chair is cracked." His tone was still...a bit salty.

Xue Xian: "..." This kind of thing that can't look at the face and talk to spoil the scenery should be planted in the sea.

The author has something to say: In the last chapter, many people asked what the tone of salty meant. In fact, they originally wanted to write "not salty and not bland", but later felt that it was a bit heavier than this, so they simply wrote "a little salty", which is roughly " The opposite of "a little sweet", the kind that pickles people